Chapter 162 How pitiful are the loving hearts of parents in the world!
Director Zhang said in a comforting tone, "Uncle, it was Captain Song himself who called. He was too far away and there was a lot of noise so I couldn't hear him clearly, but I felt like he was speaking with a lot of energy."
The couple breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good!"
Feng Shulan, who was standing nearby, felt something was wrong and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"
Wen Jiancheng and his wife didn’t know what to say.
Director Zhang didn't know that Song Mo went to the front line without telling Feng Shulan.
He said without any suspicion: "Song Mo is on the front line..."
Director Zhang hasn't finished speaking yet.
Feng Shulan suddenly felt a black screen in front of her eyes, her body swayed a few times, and she was about to fall down.
Ever since her eldest son got into trouble, she always felt like half of her heart was empty. If it weren't for Song Mo and the two children abandoned by her eldest son, she would definitely not have the courage to live.
I didn't expect that the second son went to the front line. His wife and in-laws were hiding it from me. If it weren't for what happened today, I might not have known about it.
She was instantly heartbroken.
Wang Qiaolian, who was standing nearby, noticed something was wrong and promptly supported her mother-in-law and helped her sit on a chair.
She comforted him softly, "Mother-in-law, what are you doing? Didn't you hear that it was Song Mo who called? He is doing well now."
Feng Shulan murmured to herself, "There must be a war going on at the front line. Why did Lao Er go to such a dangerous place?"
Director Zhang realized that he had made a mistake and could only try his best to comfort him: "Auntie, there is nothing going on at the border right now. There is no news about the war in the newspapers. Song Mo should be taking people there for an exercise... yes, a military exercise. I think he will be back in a few days."
Feng Shulan gradually calmed down and looked at Director Zhang and asked, "Really?"
Director Zhang had heard that Song Mo's elder brother had passed away and his mother was in poor health.
He said with a headache: "Auntie, why don't you go to the brigade and read the newspaper. If you are still worried, you can go and answer the phone when they call tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay, I'll go over there tomorrow too. I want to talk to the second brother."
The next afternoon, Zhang Bin found Wen Kexin to explain the situation.
Wen Kexin immediately went to Director Wang to ask for leave.
Director Wang said in an official tone: "Technician Wen, the factory is very busy right now. Can you please get over your personal problems?"
Wen Kexin guessed that Song Mo was looking for her regarding medicinal herbs.
She said confidently: "Director Wang, I have already made a list of the spare parts needed by the factory. The next step is for the purchaser. I have nothing to do in the factory this afternoon. My fiancé is a soldier. Without him and his comrades who defended the border, we would not have the happy life we have now. Please respect the soldiers who shed blood and sweat for the country."
"Technician Wen, you are always right!"
"Director, I'm not right, it's what I say that makes sense!"
Director Wang said with a gloomy face: "Some parts will be purchased tomorrow. You should go to work in time to cooperate with the purchasing department to check the quality."
"good!"
When Zhang Bin drove Wen Kexin and some watermelons to the town police station, she saw her second aunt and her mother-in-law were also there.
Feng Shulan held Wen Kexin's hand tightly and asked, "Second brother, why didn't you tell me about Song Mo going to the front line?"
On the way, Wen Kexin heard Zhang Bin talk about this.
Comforting him, "Mom, don't worry, Song Mo said he was going to practice."
"Why is he looking for you so urgently?"
"Mom, I don't know either. I'll know in a moment."
Although everyone kept persuading Feng Shulan, which made her feel much more at ease, she still felt uneasy when she thought of Song Mo on the battlefield.
Zhang Bin felt the tense atmosphere, picked up a large watermelon and cut it while saying, "Everyone eat watermelon, Song Mo will call you later."
Suddenly, the fresh and refreshing aroma of watermelon wafted around.
Everyone took some to taste and found it tasted great.
Sister Song asked curiously, "Where did you buy the watermelon? It's so sweet!"
Wen Kexin smiled and explained, "It's in the alley outside the radio factory. An old man is selling it. You and mom can take one back for your family to try later."
She didn't feel comfortable asking Second Sister Song to bring one back to her parents' home.
I wonder what Song Mo wants to talk to me about? She will bring it to her parents when she has time to go back to her parents' home.
“Ring…”
At this time, the phone rang and Wen Kexin looked at Director Zhang.
"Hurry up and answer the phone. It must be Song Mo's call..."
Wen Kexin calmed herself down and quickly picked up the phone. Suddenly, a burst of harsh noise was heard.
She shouted regardless, "Is that Song Mo? Tell me what's going on?"
On the other side of the microphone, Song Mo recognized the familiar voice as "kiss my wife", and the corners of his mouth immediately curled up.
"Wife, it's like this..."
He briefly explained the situation and then said, "Wife, if you agree, our army will send a letter to the county to remit money, and with the support of the commune brigade, our two families will go all out to make medicine, and you won't have to work in the fields."
Although the signal was a bit bad, Song Mo's voice came through intermittently, and Wen Kexin quickly understood it.
This man did a good job in not forgetting to fight for the interests of her and her family on the basis of selfless dedication.
She felt bitter. She should have known that she would never agree to the radio factory's business no matter what. Now she was in a difficult situation.
She didn't want to tell Song Mo about her troubles, and quickly decided to handle it herself.
"How much do you need?"
"Three times will do for now!"
"Okay! I agree. Send the letter as soon as possible."
After saying this, Song Mo looked around and saw that there was no one around. He lowered his voice and said, "Wife... I miss you..."
These words came over intermittently, and Wen Kexin blushed immediately, "Mom is here, I want to talk to you."
On the other side of the microphone, Song Mo, who was eagerly waiting for his wife's response, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the garbage in his mind disappeared in an instant.
I heard my mother's old and anxious voice: "Second son, you must be careful and stay away from danger."
Song Mo thought to himself that a soldier's duty is to obey orders, so what his mother said was not true.
Although she felt mixed emotions, she said in a good-natured tone, "Mom, I will! Your son is blessed with good fortune..."
Before I could finish my words of consolation, I was disconnected.
Feng Shulan's face was filled with anxiety as she kept shouting into the microphone: "Old Second, what's wrong with you... did you hear me? Speak..."
Wen Kexin put her ear close to the microphone and clearly heard the "beep" sound coming from inside. She said softly to her mother-in-law, "Mom, the line is bad, it's disconnected, please stop shouting."
Feng Shulan said with a look of disappointment, "So the connection was disconnected? I thought something happened to the second brother."
Everyone present suddenly felt sad.
Wen Kexin kindly reminded, "Mom, put down the phone. Song Mo might call again."
Feng Shulan quickly put down the microphone and waited for a while, then remained silent.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Feng Shulan immediately picked up the phone, and a strange man's voice came from it: "Zhang Bin..."
Wen Kexin, who was close to the microphone, said hurriedly, "Director Zhang, your phone!"
After Zhang Bin finished answering the phone, he put the receiver back down. After waiting for a long time, Feng Shulan asked tentatively, "Can't you call?"
Zhang Bin shook his head and said, "I can't get through. Song Mo's phone number has restrictions."
"Mom, did you hear Song Mo's voice? Do you have anything else to say?"
"Second brother, I'm very happy to hear Mo'er's voice, but I still want to hear his voice next time..." When he said this, turbid tears suddenly flowed out uncontrollably.
Everyone present had red eyes.
I feel so much emotion in my heart. This is really pitiful of the love of parents in the world!
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