Quick mission: We don't make trouble

Indeed, a man as tall as Wang Xiangdong wasn't exactly suited to stay so close to Mother Zhu. So, when night fell, he accompanied Father and Mother Zhu back to the inn. He told Shopkeeper Yang that he planned to return to the camp with him the next day and that Master Zhu would replace him. After all, it would be more convenient for Master Zhu to care for the woman who had just given birth.

During the day, Zhu's father and mother were busy working at the Guandi Temple, while the mother in the backyard was taken care of by Luo and other women in turn. They not only helped take care of the children, but also handled many trivial matters.

Every night, Zhu's mother would come back to check the mother's wound, but all this had to be done in secret, away from the eyes and ears of others. If Zhu Qingqing were here, it would surely be much easier and more convenient.

Shopkeeper Yang said, "Guard Wang, please rest assured. I will arrange for someone to take care of Mr. Zhu and the old lady."

So, the next morning, before it was fully light, everyone had already had breakfast and hurriedly boarded the carriage to leave the city.

Luo was seen with a thick scarf wrapped tightly around her head, sitting quietly in the innermost position of the carriage.

Yesterday, Shopkeeper Yang stood before the crowd and solemnly announced that the women would also be going to the construction site to help with cooking. Hearing this decision, she, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but frown slightly, muttering to herself, "This is unprecedented!" Women like them, who lived in the backyard, had never set foot on a construction site. Even if they were occasionally required to take on labor tasks, they would simply pay someone to do it.

The other women were also somewhat reluctant. After all, it was freezing cold, and who would want to go out in the wilderness to cook? Someone even secretly approached her, asking her to ask Shopkeeper Yang to intercede and exempt them from the cooking duties at the construction site.

Surprisingly, she had already risen cheerfully to prepare breakfast before daybreak. It turned out that last night, Shopkeeper Yang had quietly revealed an important piece of news to her: if the road could be completed sooner, they would be able to return to the capital with the Second Master sooner and potentially live there permanently.

The thought of returning to the city she longed for so long filled Luo with excitement. To say she feared hardship would be an understatement. The real reason for her excitement was her longing for her children back home. Years had slipped by unnoticed since she'd followed Shopkeeper Yang to Rain City. During that time, she hadn't even once returned home. When she left, the eldest child was only ten, the second only eight, and the youngest a mere three. While they still had the loving care of their parents-in-law and the frequent support of the Yang family, their children were no longer with them. As a mother, how could she not miss them constantly?

However, Yang and she knew that leaving without permission was a taboo. Therefore, even though they had a strong desire in their hearts, they could only silently wait for the order to leave.

Now, finally hearing that she could embark on the journey back home and reunite with her children, she was filled with joy, as if a huge stone weighing on her heart had instantly disappeared. At this moment, no matter what she was asked to do, she would be willing to do it with all her strength.

Moreover, after this return, her husband will definitely be promoted. Thinking of this, she secretly thought to herself that she must prepare the meal well and ensure that the migrant workers have enough to eat, and never bring discredit to her husband or hinder him.

She raised her eyes slightly, gazing lovingly at her husband. She saw Shopkeeper Yang sitting near the door, chatting and laughing with Wang Xiangdong. Shopkeeper Yang always enjoyed talking to Guard Wang, as each conversation offered him many new and interesting insights. Through his conversation with Wang Xiangdong, Shopkeeper Yang felt as if he had opened a door to an unknown world.

This is just part of what Wang Xiangdong selectively narrated. If Wang Xiangdong shared all his experiences without reservation, hehe, Shopkeeper Yang would probably be shocked to find that his past years were simply wasted.

The two chatted along the way, and before they knew it, time flew by. At daybreak, the carriages reached a fork in the road where the two paths had to split. Wang Xiangdong boarded another carriage loaded with tools, preparing to cross the river to the caravan camp; while Manager Yang and the others continued toward Dayu Mountain to reunite with the migrant workers.