Qingzhao Village.
Mrs. Yun had been sitting in the living room, looking outside, hoping to see her daughter-in-law and grandson return as soon as possible.
At last, after waiting for so long, they were back.
"Mom, I'm back."
Mrs. Yun's eyes lit up, she hurriedly checked on her grandson, who was sleeping so sweetly, and she sighed with relief.
"Did Ahao receive my call?"
Meng Yunhan shook her head, "It was the political commissar who picked up the call and said Ahao is on a big mission, which is why he hasn't written back for so long. Maybe when he comes back, he will have a chance to come home."
Mrs. Yun wondered if he was just making excuses or telling the truth?
If it was an excuse, he had said it last time, even if he didn't say it last time, Hanhan personally called this time, they had no reason to keep secrets, even if Ahao was truly injured, he should have recovered by now.
Perhaps she was overthinking, yes, she was overthinking it.