In the provincial capital's Yang family, the powerful Yang Hongxun is very panicked and guilty at the moment.
He is obviously a strong man outside, but now, he sits on the sofa without saying a word, sitting very straight, like a primary school student who has made a mistake and is being lectured.
Yang Jingru was also very panicked. She forced a smile on her face and looked at the two women sitting in front of her.
"Still laughing? You still have the nerve to laugh?"
Sheng Ailian, her biological mother, glared at her daughter fiercely and scolded her, "How dare you hide such a big thing from me and your sister-in-law Yuetang?"
"And you..."
Sheng Ailian pointed at her husband and cursed, "Jingru's antics are fine, but why are you fooling around with her? Bullets don't have eyes on the battlefield. If something really happens to Junjun, what do you think we'll do?"
"Well, she's in a field hospital. Even though she's on the front lines, the danger isn't that great... Okay, okay, I won't argue anymore!"
Looking at his wife's angry eyes, Yang Hongxun shut up.
On the side, Li Yuetang kept wiping away tears.
She always thought Junjun was studying well in medical school. After all, he wrote home a letter every two weeks, and the handwriting and tone were Junjun's own.
So she was very relieved and told everyone that her daughter-in-law had gone to college and would definitely be a great doctor in the future and would bring honor to the Song family.
Until she saw the military newspaper.
She saw her proud daughter-in-law appear on the front page of the military newspaper, and she saw her beloved daughter-in-law with a haggard face saving lives on the front line.
She thought she was seeing things, thinking that this was a person with the same name and even a similar appearance.
So she found the reporter who wrote this report, the reporter who went to the front line to interview Lin Wanjun in person.
After some confirmation, Li Yuetang's world collapsed.
It was not a misunderstanding or a coincidence. My daughter-in-law, who was supposed to be studying in medical school, had gone to the front line of the battlefield at some point, rescuing the wounded in the hail of bullets.
Li Yuetang couldn't hold back any longer.
She bought a ticket overnight and rushed to the Yang family in the provincial capital with Song Lingyi, wanting to find Yang Hongxun and Yang Jingru to confirm again.
After all, she had inquired.
With Lin Wanjun's current resume and status, she is not qualified to go to the front line unless she gets in through the back door.
What is Lin Wanjun's biggest backdoor? Besides the Song family, it's the Yang family.
As expected, Yang Hongxun and Yang Jingru knew about it, and it was even Yang Jingru who arranged for Lin Wanjun to join the medical team.
This... isn't this nonsense?
"Junjun has a miserable life. She suffered a lot in her mother's family since she was young. After marrying into the Song family, she didn't enjoy a good life for a few days before being sent down with us to suffer hardships."
"I've always felt sorry for this child. Really, if she hadn't wanted to go to medical school, I wouldn't have let her leave me at all."
"The Song family is not short of money. I only have one son, Zhan Jin. Our family property will be given to Junjun. Why should she suffer this hardship?"
Li Yuetang wiped her tears as she spoke. Her heart broke when she thought of the military newspaper's description of how hard and tiring the front line was and how Lin Wanjun risked her life to rescue the wounded.
Yes, to outsiders, Lin Wanjun’s spirit of saving lives and helping the wounded is worthy of praise and learning, but as a mother, she only feels sorry for the suffering her children have endured.
Yang Hongxun said carefully, "Yuetang, don't get angry. I think this is also a kind of experience for Junjun, paving the way for her brilliant future."
"What kind of experience? What kind of path? I don't expect her to achieve anything extraordinary. How can that be a good thing? Look at you, look at Song Mingcheng. How many sacrifices have you made behind your so-called successful careers?"
Li Yuetang said, "Why did our generation suffer? Why did you fight the war? It's because we hope to endure the hardships we should endure and fight the wars we should fight, so that our descendants can live a good life."
"If you want to endure hardships and be tempered, let Song Zhanjin go. I sent my son to the battlefield, why should I let my daughter-in-law suffer the same?"
She wiped away her tears and said firmly, "I don't care what happens. I want my daughter-in-law back immediately. I want her to live a peaceful life."
Sheng Ailian also agreed with Li Yuetang's words.
"That's right, can't our two families take care of Junjun? Can we let her suffer in the future? There's really no need for her to suffer this."
"Tsk, your awareness needs to be improved!"
Yang Hongxun interrupted his wife and said unhappily, "Oh, if no one endures hardship and no one suffers, then who will treat the wounded on the front lines? Who will protect our border defenses?"
He cleared his throat.
"Your words don't count, and neither do my words. Junjun's fate is hers to decide."
Looking up at Li Yuetang's tear-stained face, Yang Hongxun sighed.
"Didn't you just talk to Mingcheng on the phone? He said Junjun was here too. He asked Junjun to call him back and let her decide whether to come back or not."
When mentioning her husband Song Mingcheng, Li Yuetang gritted her teeth in anger.
"It's okay for a child to act up, but how dare Song Mingcheng, a grown man, hide this from me? Just wait for him. When he comes back, I'm going to tear his head off!"
At the front line, Song Mingcheng felt a little cold on the back of his head.
He and his son looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Li Yuetang was still waiting for a call back, but when they thought of her angry look, both father and son were frightened.
Song Zhanjin scratched his head and said, "How about we wait until Junjun wakes up?"
"No, don't let Junjun answer the phone. Your mother is really angry this time. What if she scolds Junjun?"
Song Mingcheng frowned and said, "We are used to being scolded, but Junjun is different. What if she is too shy and gets scolded by your mother and cries? Tell me, would you feel bad?"
How can I not feel sad?
Song Zhanjin felt very distressed when he thought of his wife's tearful face.
"Well, don't worry about it, and don't tell Junjun and make things difficult for her. I'll handle it."
Song Mingcheng thought about it for a while and looked like he was ready to go all out.
"Anyway, we're far away now. Even if your mother is angry, she can't do anything about it. When you return home in the future, she'll probably calm down."
So Song Mingcheng went out again to call his wife back.
He had made up his mind to keep quiet and endure any scolding or fuss from his wife. At worst, he would go home and kneel on the washboard.
A real man must be able to bend and stretch.
On this side, Song Zhanjin was still frowning and thinking of a solution, when he suddenly heard Lin Wanjun chuckle.
He turned around and saw that Lin Wanjun had woken up at some point and was looking at him with a smile, obviously having heard his conversation with his father.
"You're still laughing! Do you know how much trouble you've gotten yourself into?"
Song Zhanjin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and raised his hand to gently pinch Lin Wanjun's nose.
"Your mother-in-law is angry, and the consequences will be serious."
Lin Wanjun giggled, raised her hands to climb onto Song Zhanjin's neck, and sat astride his legs.
"What's the big deal? You'll protect me anyway, right, husband..."
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