He Zhilan listened to He Teng’s words and knew, "Brother, you know this person, right?"
He Teng responded with a sound, "Lin Deng and Kang Xing are smart to move you to the troops, in this situation, staying with the troops is safer than staying in the village. Gu En and this person knowing you’re in the village is the biggest danger for you. The uncertainties with the troops are not that important."
He Teng didn’t specify who this person was, and He Zhilan sensibly didn’t pursue the question further. She knew there must be a reason He Teng didn’t want to say.
"Wife, you haven’t answered about how you are doing lately. Lin Deng said the baby is really noisy, right? When I co, I’ll help you teach him a lesson!" He Teng sounded genuinely annoyed, "Little rascal, doesn’t he know his mom is having a hard ti, yet he dares to bother her."
He Zhilan burst out laughing, "Is there a father like you? The baby hasn’t even been born, and you’re already thinking about teaching him a lesson? What if the baby turns out to be a delicate little girl? Are you still going to do it?"
"I’ll teach the boy a lesson, but I’ll let it go for a girl." He Teng replied without hesitation, "But I know the seed I’ve planted, it’s definitely going to be a naughty boy, that’s why he can bother you! Thick-skinned and able to take it."
He Zhilan’s face turned red, can soone talk like He Teng?
It felt like he was flirting, yet he spoke so seriously, but listening closely to his words, it felt embarrassing.
He Teng didn’t realize that his offhand remark made He Zhilan blush on the phone. When he saw He Zhilan wasn’t responding, he continued, "Wife, make sure you take good care of yourself, if the little rascal bothers you, just scold him. The more you scold him, the better behaved he’ll be. Eat more, don’t get too thin, add clothes when it’s cold, don’t catch a chill, change clothes when it’s hot. I’ll try my best to be there with you and the child during the delivery. Wife, you absolutely have to take care of yourself."
Suddenly, He Teng beca like this, and He Zhilan found it sowhat unusual, accustod to He Teng’s usual reticence, when did he beco so nagging? So clingy?
"Wife, I went ho during the New Year and heard from dad that there’s a new mother in our village who died along with her child, a mother and child both gone. Wife, you must take good care of yourself, you are the only wife I have in this world, if you’re gone, I won’t have anywhere to find you."
Imdiately, He Zhilan choked up, instantly understanding why He Teng suddenly beca so talkative, with endless reminders. Perhaps he was frightened by what He Teng’s father said, wasn’t it? Since after the New Year, all along, he has been worrying about her?
"Brother." He Zhilan called softly, "Rest assured, the baby and I will be fine and healthy, waiting for you to co and take us ho."
At this mont, He Teng seed to gradually return to normal, and after a while responded lightly.
"Brother, marrying you is wonderful." He Zhilan choked up and said.
"Fool." He Teng’s voice carried a smile.
"Yes, my Ateng is a fool." He Zhilan retorted.
"Ateng’s wife is a fool."
Their combined ages were over half a century, one in his thirties, one in her twenties, both soon to beco parents, yet they bickered so childishly over the phone.
But calling each other a fool, yet the words were filled with such devotion.
At that mont, in He Zhilan’s heart, there was only this sentence.
Hate that you are not the moon over the river tower, north, south, east, west, north, south, east, west, only following with no separation.
Her Ateng, her most beloved Ateng, she wished deeply to be by his side for a lifeti, never separating, watching him laugh, get angry, scold her with every expression.
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