It was already afternoon when the car arrived at the provincial capital.
Yang Hongxun specially put aside all the work at hand, declined any guests who came to pay New Year's greetings, and started preparing to welcome Lin Wanjun at home in the morning.
Just like last time, when the car stopped at the door of Yang's house, Yang Hongxun and his wife were already standing outside waiting, along with Yang Jingru.
"Oh, our Junjun is finally home."
As soon as they got off the car, Yang Jingru held Lin Wanjun's hand with a happy look on her face.
"After six months of hardship, the sweetness finally comes."
Yang Hongxun glared at his daughter and scolded her, "Pay attention to your influence! What do you mean by suffering? This period of exile is training for Junjun, and it's a good thing."
"Yes, yes, you are right."
Yang Jingru smiled and agreed with her father, and walked home with Lin Wanjun.
Sheng Ailian also accompanied Li Yuetang and Song Lingyi into the house.
At the end are Yang Hongxun and Song Zhanjin.
"You can do it, kid!"
Yang Hongxun felt particularly gratified and proud when he learned that Song Zhanjin had volunteered to go to the front line.
Okay, this kid didn’t get complacent just because he was Song Mingcheng’s son.
Even because he was the son of Song Mingcheng, he was the first to stand up when the country was in danger and set an example to defend the country.
These old guys feel relieved that the country has been handed over to this generation of young people who are responsible and have faith.
Song Zhanjin chuckled when he received praise from Yang Hongxun.
"I'm not at home, so you have to help me take good care of Junjun."
"Do you even need to tell me that? Junjun is my granddaughter. How can I not love my own child?"
Yang Hongxun paused and said, "But if she is pursued by other men in college, I can't do anything about it. Whether I can keep Junjun depends on your charm."
Song Zhanjin made a "tsk" sound and made a deliberate joke.
"I just wanted you to help me keep an eye on Junjun and prevent her from being seduced away by other men, but you just gave up and refused to agree. How shameless."
Yang Hongxun laughed out loud and punched Song Zhanjin twice on the back.
"As expected of Song Mingcheng's son, you're the only one who dares to play such a joke on me. You're so brave!"
Song Zhanjin supported Yang Hongxun as he walked into the house, grinning and saying, "Others don't dare because you are the leader and they are your subordinates, but I am not your subordinate."
"Then what are you to me?"
Yang Hongxun asked with a smile.
"I'm your grandson-in-law, and we're family, so we can't joke around?"
Song Zhanjin said this confidently, making Yang Hongxun laugh.
The food had already been prepared. As soon as Lin Wanjun and others sat down, the nanny brought the food to the table.
"It's still Chinese New Year even before the Lantern Festival. Let's have a belated reunion dinner today, and also a farewell toast to Zhan Jin."
Yang Hongxun is in poor health, so he rarely drinks.
But he was happy today, so he asked Yang Jingru to take out her collection of fine wine and pour a glass for himself and Song Zhanjin respectively.
"Come on, grandson-in-law, let's have a drink!"
Yang Jingru and Sheng Ailian also kept picking up food for Song Lingyi.
They had already known that the Song family had adopted a girl, and they also knew that the Song family valued this girl very much and even gave her the name of their deceased daughter.
So they treated Song Lingyi very attentively.
She was given a red envelope as soon as she entered the door. Yang Jingru also bought her some fashionable new clothes and a set of school supplies. Song Lingyi was so happy that she kept thanking her while holding the school supplies.
"Junjun, the school has already made arrangements. You can complete the enrollment procedures after the Lantern Festival. As for your daily life..."
Yang Jingru thought for a moment and said, "I've checked out the dormitory. It's an eight-person room, cold in the winter and hot in the summer, and very inconvenient. Even if I'm willing to let you suffer, the old man and the old lady won't agree."
"We have an apartment near the school that's been vacant. I'm planning to have someone clean it up and give it to you to live in. It will be more convenient for your studies and life. What do you think?"
Lin Wanjun didn't hesitate and nodded in agreement.
"You live in the house near the school on weekdays. After the weekend, I'll have the driver pick you up and take you home. I'll make you some delicious food to replenish your energy."
Sheng Ailian said happily: "If I'm free, I can come over to see you and bring you some food and supplies. By the way, Jingru..."
She remembered something and said, "You should buy a refrigerator for the house over there. Oh, and a TV and a phone, too!"
Song Lingyi, who was standing by, asked curiously, "What is a refrigerator?"
She had seen a television in the cadre school, an old little box that occasionally played black and white movies, but most of the time it was just a bunch of snow.
She really didn't know what a refrigerator was.
"A refrigerator is a box that freezes. If you plug it into an electric box and put things in it, they'll last longer."
Lin Wanjun spoke with a smile, but in her heart she was very grateful for the Yang family's thoughtfulness and consideration.
Refrigerators, televisions, and telephones, in this era, these three things are not affordable for ordinary families. Even in the compound in the north city, the Song family does not have a refrigerator.
I have to say that the Yang family really cares about her and values her.
She was very touched and grateful. If there hadn't been the war in Southern Xinjiang, she would definitely not have let the Yang family down. But now...
"Aunt, last time you said you were going to form a medical team to support Southern Xinjiang. How's that going now?"
Lin Wanjun asked casually while eating.
"Almost."
Yang Jingru was not on guard against Lin Wanjun and replied, "In addition to the core doctors from the military hospital, we also transferred more than a dozen core doctors from local hospitals."
"Zhan Jin will depart on the military train tonight. The medical team will depart a little later, taking the next military train. They will arrive no later than a week later."
Lin Wanjun said "Oh".
She stopped talking and just buried her head in her food, thinking about her own things.
Time is actually very tight.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon after dinner, and there were less than three hours left before Song Zhanjin went to the train station to gather.
Everyone spontaneously left the last bit of time to Lin Wanjun.
After all, it is still unknown whether we will see each other again. Cherishing every minute of time together is the last thing we can do for this young couple.
Lin Wanjun entered the bedroom first, and Song Zhanjin came in and closed the door.
"Kun-kun!"
Looking at Lin Wanjun's back and thinking of the dangers he might encounter on this trip, Song Zhanjin felt a little sad and reluctant.
Even though he was ready to sacrifice himself when he put on the military uniform, when the day really came, he was still filled with pain and discomfort.
He sacrificed his life while his mother and father were still by his side.
But who will accompany his Junjun?
Song Zhanjin hugged Lin Wanjun tightly from behind, buried his face in her neck, his voice trembling slightly.
"Junjun, if I die, don't be too sad."
If she were an ordinary woman, she would have been moved to tears by these sentimental words, but is Lin Wanjun an ordinary person?
Is it necessary to be separated by life and death?
Anyway, they will meet on the battlefield in a week at the latest.
So Lin Wanjun pushed Song Zhanjin away without any sadness, pulled his arm and entered the space again.
"Instead of getting emotional with me, why not say goodbye to the old man?"
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