Chapter 128: Old Acquaintances

But these things could not be reported from his mouth; he remembered every moment that sentence An Yinan asked him, "Can you protect me?"

He could not protect her!

It was also this inability to protect that kept him alert at every moment.

"Who is it?" An Yinan asked curiously; what did the affairs of the Camp have to do with her?

Zhang Qian smiled, "An old acquaintance."

An Yinan rolled her eyes, "Playing mysterious."

"Although I call you Sister-in-law, that is an honorific; I won't go easy on you, ha." Zhang Qian glared.

An Yinan sneered, "What? Arm wrestling?"

"Pfft, I'm not stupid; why would I compete with you in strength!" Zhang Qian was speechless, thinking about it, it seemed that in pure strength, he had truly never won.

"Competing in IQ, you don't seem to have enough either!" An Yinan did not mind at all continuing to twist the knife.

Zhang Qian looked at Chen Xun, "Battalion Commander Chen, are you going to manage this or not?"

Chen Xun hurriedly shook his head, "Can't afford to manage it."

The three of them thought of the scene of playing landlord in Quanshui Village together; "Can't afford it!" became their inside joke.

Zhang Qian stuffed the things into the trunk, then got into the driver's seat; An Yinan and Chen Xun consciously went to the back seat. Zhang Qian looked at the two people behind him, "I think I can understand Qin Hao's feelings now."

An Yinan and Chen Xun looked at each other and smiled; they were not people who put on a facade. Their time was not long, and in the limited time they had, they hoped to live the life of an ordinary young couple.

The two of them interlocked their fingers, leaning on each other.

"Eh? Why did you change to a courtyard? Not living in the building anymore?" Zhang Qian followed the directions Chen Xun gave, and only then arrived at a house; it was a small courtyard, and the courtyard gate was locked.

Chen Xun got out of the car first, then stretched out his uninjured arm, pulling An Yinan to jump out of the car.

"My wife likes a courtyard; she complains that living in a building is too stifling." Chen Xun said it quite straightforwardly.

An Yinan looked up, bewildered, "When did I ever say that?"

Chen Xun picked up the things with his uninjured hand, "When we were in Quanshui Village, I said the upper floors were good, to save having to shovel snow every day."

Hearing him say this, that memory she hadn't paid attention to suddenly rushed back; the two of them were returning from Grandma Liu's house.

"The upper floors are good, to save having to shovel snow every day," Chen Xun had said.

An Yinan, however, had shaken her head, "What's good about it? It's square and boxy; there's no place to cook, no way to heat a kang, and the whole hallway is filled with smoke and fire."

The two of them had only said that one sentence, and she hadn't expected him to keep it in his heart.

According to what Zhang Qian said, he had even specifically changed houses.

"Thank you." An Yinan smiled and said nothing else.

"It's nothing; it's very easy to swap a building unit for a courtyard. Very few people here swap for a courtyard; they all like living on the upper floors." His position originally only had the quota for a two-bedroom apartment, but now houses were too sought after. He had been too lazy to wait in line before, so he had just been living in a one-bedroom apartment.

Once he heard his wife liked a courtyard, he applied for one with his superiors as soon as he returned to the Camp. The superiors approved it directly, and he picked up the keys.

Over these past few months, he had tidied it up a bit.

The three of them entered the courtyard. Zhang Qian put the things on the table, then wandered around, "You don't say, living in a courtyard is still more comfortable. Add a kang, and that's what you call winter; it's something you can't experience living in a building. I'm going to go back and submit an application, right next to your place."

Chen Xun hummed, "You follower, are you addicted to following us?"

Zhang Qian smiled, "You don't know, following Sister-in-law means I can eat hot meals."

"You two stop bickering. Who is looking for us?" An Yinan tidied up the things and asked Zhang Qian.

Once Zhang Qian heard this, he became serious, "Go to the main building."

An Yinan and Chen Xun locked their front door, and the three of them drove to the main building again.

Arriving at the door of the innermost room, Zhang Qian shouted, "Report."

"Come in," the person inside replied.

Hearing the voice, An Yinan already had a guess about the person inside.

Zhang Qian opened the door, and the three of them walked in together, seeing the familiar person sitting behind the desk: Mo Kun.

"Uncle Mo?" An Yinan greeted him quietly.

That Mo Kun in his military uniform looked completely like a different person from the Mo Kun at the Cowshed—his back was straight, his hair was neatly groomed, and especially those eyes, eyes that carried hope.

"Nan Nan, very surprised, right?" Mo Kun laughed heartily and gestured vaguely toward An Yinan.

An Yinan nodded honestly, "Surprised."

Before she went into seclusion to translate, she had even had Beibei send things over; she hadn't expected that the next time they met, it would be at the northernmost Camp.

"There's something that will surprise you even more; wait a moment." Mo Kun went out amusedly, and in less than two minutes, he returned, leading two little ones behind him.

"Big Sister," Beibei shouted loudly.

"Big Sister An," Mo Yunshen also called out shyly.

An Yinan hadn't expected that these two little ones had also come, "Beibei, Yun Shen."

The two little ones came to her side, behaving very well.

"My case was brought up for a second trial by the higher-ups; after review, I have been reinstated to my original position," Mo Kun explained.

Originally, he was the chief of this Northern Military Region, and Chen Xun and his group of boys were all soldiers he had brought up.

"What about Aunt Peng?" An Yinan widened her eyes.

Mo Kun explained with a smile, "Your Aunt Peng needs to return to Beijing to take up a post, and she is about to enter a new project. She didn't have time to take care of the two children, so she had me bring them over. When the project is finished, she will come to pick them up."

"By the way, without your consent, I have already transferred Beibei's registration to Beijing. I heard that your goal is also to take the exam for Beijing, so I simply let Beibei go to middle school in Beijing first." After Mo Kun and Peng Yanling left the Cowshed, they were immediately separated. The project in Beijing could not do without Ms. Peng, and the Camp could not do without Mo Kun. They were separated then, but after they separated, they also talked over the phone about the children's registration status.

The environment of the Northern Camp was too harsh; for adults, they could endure it, but for two children around ten years old, it was indeed not very suitable for growth.

Peng Yanling relied on connections to have both children's registrations moved back to Beijing.

Especially Beibei's registration, which was more troublesome; Beibei's registration was still in the County and had never reached Quanshui Village.

In order to move Beibei's registration, they went through many procedures, but the result was good.

An Yinan was somewhat moved; she hadn't expected that Uncle Mo and Aunt Peng had done so much for Beibei.

When she went to university, she would definitely have to take Beibei with her; she had originally thought of begging the Yun Family, as with the Yun Family's connections, they should be able to help Beibei transfer to Beijing.

Yet she had not expected that Mo Shu and the others had already thought of it.

"Thank you," An Yinan said sincerely.

Mo Kun waved his hand, "What is there to thank me for? All these days, it has been you helping our family, especially Yun Shen; if it weren't for you, who knows what would have happened to him."

"Girl Nan, just treat me like your own elder, just like when we were at the Cowshed; I never treated you like an outsider either."

An Yinan nodded, "Alright."

"That's enough, today was also for you to see me; Chen Xun needs to stay for a moment, I have to ask about some matters regarding the mission, you go stay in the next room for a while," Mo Kun said.

An Yinan looked at Chen Xun, and Chen Xun nodded.