The person on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds before agreeing to Political Commissar Li's request.
Political Commissar Li told Yun Jin, "It's agreed. Once the letter of introduction arrives, you can return to Beijing!"
Yun Jin was extremely grateful: "Thank you, Political Commissar, thank you so much!"
"Don't say that. He Tingchuan is doing his duty. The people and the leaders will not abandon anyone who fights for the people!" Political Commissar Li said righteously.
Yun Jin nodded in agreement.
When the good news was told to Mrs. He, she breathed a sigh of relief.
He Tingchuan was relieved.
Little Rice Cake was happy to know she was going back to Beijing.
The letter of introduction was delivered in the afternoon, and they boarded the train that evening.
The tickets were bought by Political Commissar Li. There are more trains to the provincial capital, and there just happened to be a train to Beijing tonight, so he got them soft sleeper tickets.
He Tingchuan is blind, and Yun Jin and the others followed him closely. In the waiting room, they were surrounded by many onlookers.
Yun Jin and the others didn't carry it with them.
When He Tingchuan needed to use the restroom, Yun Jin was too embarrassed to go to the men's restroom, so she had to pay someone to help him go.
They arrived at the train station early and waited for almost three hours before their train finally arrived.
Yun Jin was worried about crowds, so she contacted the ticket inspector in advance, checked their letters of introduction, and asked Yun Jin to take them to the platform to wait. She was afraid that if there were too many people, she would be too busy taking care of He Tingchuan to look after Xiao Niangao.
Mrs. He is getting old, and we are afraid she might fall.
Yun Jin could only use her privileges, since He Tingchuan was still an active-duty military officer and had the privilege of priority in riding.
Some people complained when they saw them leaving first, and were scolded by the ticket inspector, who said that He Tingchuan was a soldier who had returned from the front lines and was injured and went to Beijing for treatment. He went to the front lines to fight the enemy and protect the country, so what was wrong with him taking the train first?
Those who were scolded immediately became obedient and docile.
Many people whispered among themselves, glancing at Yun Jin and the others as they walked away.
Especially when she looked at He Tingchuan, she did so with a hint of admiration.
"No wonder they look different from us."
"With that build, he looked like a soldier just standing there."
"Did he hurt his eye? If it doesn't heal, how will he fight the enemy in the future?"
"Poor thing, I hope he can recover and kill a few more enemies!"
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