Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland

Saying a few more words was not wasteful chatter.

But saying a few less words would change the meaning entirely.

“Will you write to me?” Meng Yunhan asked shyly, her head bowed. Her flushed face and reddened neck were already betraying her embarrassment.

“I’ll write,” Yun Hao agreed, touching her slightly coarse hair. Her hair quality was good, and it was long.

“Alright, let’s get up!” Meng Yunhan cheerfully rose from the bed.

Despite having rested, her legs felt a little unstable, as if they yearned for intimate contact with the ground.

“Hanhan, stay in bed. I’ll bring the food,” he said.

“No, I’ll go with you,” Meng Yunhan adamantly disagreed. No matter what, if she could get up in the morning, she could do so now. She didn’t want her mother-in-law to think she was feigning.

Yun Hao couldn’t argue, so he helped her into the main part of the house.

Yun’s mother simply reheated the leftover food from noon. The entire family gathered for the meal.

“Ahao, you’ll be heading back to the army tomorrow. Hanhan, you have to understand.”

“Mother, I know.”

His mother didn’t ask them to clear the table, but instead sent them to rest.

Meng Yunhan, with a commanding tone, said, “Yun Hao, when you’re in the army, you must write to me every month.”

Yun Hao nodded lightly. “Alright.”

“Yun Hao, you must keep your distance from the other female nurses and soldiers.”

“Alright.”

“Yun Hao, you must think of me.”

“Alright.” He wondered why she had started crying again. She was such a crybaby.

“Yun Hao, what am I to do? You haven’t even left yet, and I miss you already.” Meng Yunhan clung to Yun Hao’s waist, stifling her sobs.

Seeing her in such a state, Yun Hao was unsure how to console her and felt a bit panicked.

Joining the army had crossed his mind, but he immediately dismissed the idea. Life was hard, genuinely hard. At least at home, his elder brothers could help, and her days might be a bit better. But at the army, even buying a few vegetables would require careful planning, and having a meal with meat demanded calculation.

“Yun Hao, Yun Hao…”

“I’m here, I’m here.”

Meng Yunhan’s bright eyes looked at Yun Hao affectionately.

Remembering how she had been that day,

“Let’s sleep.”