Two generations of military wives compete for time

"Aunt Yizhen, my mother said that it's enough for me to meet with my son. I don't need to stay at home any longer. My uncle is sick now and needs someone to take care of him. I also think my mother is right. This is the cornmeal that my mother asked me to bring to the Chen Mansion. It's made into corn porridge and it tastes delicious."

Qian Yizhen patted Ming Zhigang's shoulder lovingly and said, "I hope your grandpa, grandma, mother, and brother are all having a good New Year. You go to the Talent Apartment first to find Wang Wei, Li Hongmei and others. We will meet at nine o'clock and go back to the provincial capital and Chen's house." Ming Zhigang nodded and turned to find Li Hongmei and Wang Wei.

Wang Wei pondered over it all night and wrote a love letter to Yuan Daoqin. This was the first time he had ever written a love letter. When he got up and washed up in the morning, he found that the person in the mirror seemed like a different person.

Ming Zhigang knocked on the door, Wang Wei opened the door, and Ming Zhigang exclaimed: "Brother Wang Wei, are you sick? Your eyes are dark and your face is haggard."

Li Hongmei heard some noise coming from the next room and came out to see Wang Wei and said, "Brother Zhigang, I know that Brother Wang Wei is suffering from lovesickness, hehe."

"I will never regret the fact that my clothes are getting looser and looser, and I will become haggard for her. Brother Wang Wei, do you want us to help you to get together? Hongmei and I are very willing to be the matchmakers for you and Yuan Daoqin." Ming Zhigang provoked.

"Stop making fun of me, both of you. Tell me honestly how you two got together and teach me." Wang Wei was uneasy and said unhappily.

"Let's talk business. I'm going back to the provincial capital with Aunt Yizhen at nine o'clock. Will you come with me?" Ming Zhigang said.

"I'll go back, I'll go back, wherever Brother Zhigang goes I'll go." said Li Hongmei.

"I won't go back, I'll stay to accompany my mother." Wang Wei said. "Brother Wang Wei, you are like Xiang Zhuang dancing with a sword, aiming at Pei Gong. I wish you success in your courtship." Ming Zhigang said solemnly.

On the morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, Qian Yizhen and his party drove for three hours and returned to the Chen Mansion. After lunch, Qian Yizhen accompanied his uncle Chen Haoyu, cousin Chen Jinting, and cousin Chen Mengwei to the living room.

Qian Yizhen asked about the recovery of his uncle Chen Haoyu's leg injury. Uncle Chen Haoyu waved his hand and motioned Qian Yizhen to sit on the sofa: "Tell me about the production and operation of the textile factory of Dream Come True Textile Co., Ltd."

Qian Yizheng reported one by one and focused on the urgent issue of cargo transportation and its scheduling arrangements. He told his great uncle Chen Haoyu, aunt Chen Mengwei, and uncle Chen Jinting that the delays in cargo transportation caused by the snow disaster would soon be resolved.

Uncle Chen Haoyu affirmed Qian Yizheng's work ideas and vigorous work attitude.

"Yizhen, we just learned from Yalu that Ming Yuanhui is ill. Thank you for all the hard work. My broken leg is not good enough. I need to go to Hong Kong for surgery. I plan to fly to Hong Kong tomorrow. Han Shiyan and Li Baoguo will also return to Hong Kong together.

The company, textile factory and resort hotel project here are now fully entrusted to you. Call me anytime if you have any questions." Uncle Chen Haoyu said softly.

"Granduncle, I understand. I will do my best to follow your instructions and complete the tasks you assign to me. Don't worry. I will go to the Provincial People's Hospital to handle the discharge procedures for Ming Yuanhui. The doctor said that he can be discharged this afternoon. Let's eat New Year's dumplings together tonight as a farewell to you."

"Yizhen, go and do your work. We'll have a lively New Year's Eve dinner together in the evening." said cousin Chen Mengwei.

Qian Yizhen dragged her tired body back to the bedroom, changed into a set of clean clothes, lay on the bed, and let her body relax for half an hour, but her mind was still working because she had too many things to consider.

Qian Yizhen got up from the bed, stretched, put on a thick cotton coat, picked up his bag, and went out to the garage. Ming Zhigang was already waiting at the garage door. When he saw Qian Yizhen coming, he immediately started the car and drove straight to the Provincial People's Hospital.

When they arrived at the ward, Ming Yuanhui and Qian Baogui had already packed their luggage and belongings. While Qian Yizhen went to handle the discharge procedures, Ming Zhigang and Qian Baogui supported Ming Yuanhui, carried the bags, went out, and slowly walked towards the parking lot.

After returning to the Chen Mansion, Qian Yizhen told Ming Zhigang and Qian Baogui to go back to their rooms and have a good rest, and everyone would have New Year's dumplings together in the evening.

Ming Yuanhui cheered up and, supported by Qian Yizheng, greeted the New Year to his great uncle Chen Haoyu, aunt Chen Mengwei, cousin Chen Jinting, grandfather Lu Kaipu, grandmother Chen Yalu, housekeeper Li Xiaoquan, domestic worker Qin Yue'e and other elders.

When the children saw their father coming back, they gathered around him chirping, and the military pigeon shouted for a hug from his father.

"Children, your father fell ill due to the mission to fight the snow monster. The doctor said he needs to stay in bed and rest in order to overcome the disease as soon as possible." Qian Yizheng said, touching the military pigeon's pigeon braids.

"Dad, please go back to your room and have some rest. I'll make the bed for you." Junhua said as she ran towards her parents' bedroom.

Ming Yuanhui finally lay down comfortably in his bed surrounded by the children. The six children surrounded their father's bed and refused to leave.

Ming Yuanhui closed his eyes and asked, "It snowed heavily this year. Did you participate in snow clearing? Did you build snowmen? Did you have snowball fights? Did you write a diary about snowing, snow clearing, and playing in the snow?"

"Dad, we swept the snow, and we also helped Grandpa Kuang's house, Aunt Wang Min's house, and Aunt Ruolan's house to sweep the snow." The six kids spoke enthusiastically.

In order to let Ming Yuanhui have a good rest, Qian Yizhen assigned a task to the six children: "Record the red envelopes you received during this year's Spring Festival in detail. How much money did you receive? How do you plan to manage the money? Do you spend it? Or save it? Write a report for me."

"Mom, why should I report my New Year's money to you? Didn't you say that I have the final say on how to spend the money?" Qiangjun said.

"Qiangjun, you are a minor now. Mom and dad are our guardians and have the right to supervise us." Junhua said.

"Jun is right. You are not yet adults. Your parents have the right to supervise your every word and action and bear the legal consequences for your actions." Qian Yiyun interrupted as he walked in holding Maomao.

Ming Yuanhui sat up immediately after hearing Qian Yiyun coming in: "Yiyun, Happy New Year. I'm sorry that I couldn't accompany you to the Provincial Mental Rehabilitation Hospital to visit Maomao's grandparents before the Spring Festival. I'm very sorry."

"Brother Yuanhui, it's okay. I haven't been able to visit my parents-in-law yet. It won't be too late to go when the road is better. We've already called to wish them a happy new year. Maomao's grandparents are both open-minded people. It won't be too late to visit them when you're better."

"Kids, let's retreat together and complete the task mom assigned to us so that mom and dad can have a good rest. Let's go to the kitchen to make New Year dumplings." Qian Yiyun said as he walked out holding Maomao.

Junhua, followed by Junyan and Junge, ran to the kitchen. Cousin Chen Mengwei, grandmother Chen Yalu, and housekeeper Qin Yue'e were already busy in the kitchen.

Aunt Chen Mengwei said with a smile: "You little kids should go play somewhere else. If you make trouble here, it will affect the speed of making dumplings. Hahaha."