Luo Zhiyong felt pleased that his wife held soldiers in such high esteem. And indeed, what Fang Pingying said was also true: even if soldiers can’t make a lot of money, even if they can’t take good care of their family, their character is definitely trustworthy. For Luo Honglan to marry a soldier would be reliable. He agreed immediately, "If you put it that way, it’s settled. There are a few young men in our compound, who, though not from particularly wealthy families, have good character and are ambitious. They are sure to achieve something in the military in the future." Fang Pingying smiled and nodded, "Then, next year when I return to the compound, you find an opportunity to bring them to me for a look, I’ll screen them for Honglan first." Luo Zhiyong promised with a smile, thinking that if his sister really ended up with a soldier, he wouldn’t have so many worries. The next morning, as they had to hurry to the train station to buy tickets, and had agreed to meet Fang Xiu at the station at eight o’clock, everyone got up early. After having breakfast and organizing things at home, they set off with their luggage. They didn’t plan to stay away for too long this time, and there wasn’t much luggage for the three of them, all of which was carried by Luo Zhiyong. He arranged for Luo Honglan to assist Fang Pingying, saying that the trains were crowded when getting on and off, and he was afraid of bumping into people. For a man like Luo Zhiyong to be so anxious, Fang Pingying had already gotten used to it, so she just let him carry the things while she and Luo Honglan leisurely followed behind. Big men, aren’t they just made for this kind of heavy labor? Otherwise, what would they be good for? Who would have known that upon arriving at the station, they saw that Fang Xiu seemed to have arrived early. Fang Xiu, seeing them, complained unhappily, "Sister, what’s with you guys? I knocked on your shop door for a long time last night, and you just wouldn’t open." "Last night we were..." Luo Honglan almost blurted out what they were doing at home. But Fang Pingying cut her off, "We got home late last night, probably you went to the shop when we hadn’t returned yet." Unless absolutely necessary, Fang Pingying had no intention of letting the Luo Family know about her buying a house. She had already instructed Luo Honglan when they were at home, but Luo Honglan had forgotten. Fang Xiu was still unhappy, continuing to question, "What about just now then? Why didn’t you open the door?" "We didn’t hear it." Fang Pingying gave her a look, somewhat impatient, "Didn’t we agree yesterday? We were supposed to meet here at eight. It’s not even eight yet, what are you rushing for?" Fang Xiu had done such a thing outside, she knew Fang Pingying knew, and didn’t dare to argue with Fang Pingying, just pouted and complained, "I couldn’t sleep alone in the guest house, felt a bit scared, so I got up early. I also thought of sitting in the shop for a while, to have breakfast." Fang Pingying knew Fang Xiu was actually just hoping to mooch off a free breakfast at the shop and couldn’t bother with her, "You can buy breakfast at the train station later, we don’t have time now." After saying this, a bus arrived, and they immediately boarded it to head to the train station. As the Lunar New Year approached, there were several times more people taking the train than when Fang Pingying first came to the provincial city. The tickets they bought on the spot had no seat reservations, so the group had to sit in the aisle of the train with their bags. Luo Zhiyong, worried Fang Pingying would be jostled, didn’t sit down the whole time, standing by Fang Pingying’s side. Whenever someone passed by, he blocked them to prevent Fang Pingying from being bumped; if it was possible to avoid getting up, he would let her remain seated. But even so, sitting in the aisle wasn’t much more comfortable. People kept passing by to use the toilet, or a train conductor would stroll through selling things. It seemed like they had to get up every fifteen minutes or so. This train journey was truly exhausting. Fortunately, this trip seemed to be faster than the one coming here. The journey here took over six hours, but the return was almost five hours to the county. Once they arrived at the county, it was another hustle and bustle to get home, and by the time they did, it was almost dark. Luo Zhiyong had sent a telegram in advance stating that he would return today, so after lunch, Luo Dashan had been waiting on the side of the road. When Fang Pingying and the others got off at the intersection and saw Luo Dashan, his lips were already purple from the cold. Fang Pingying felt bad and greeted Luo Dashan before quietly blaming Luo Zhiyong, "Look at you, if you’re coming back then just come back. Why send a telegram in advance and make Dad wait in the cold ?" Luo Zhiyong also looked at Luo Dashan helplessly, "Dad, there are so many of us, were you really worried we’d get lost?" Luo Dashan laughed and pointed to a bamboo brazier he was holding, "It’s fine, I’ve got this brazier to keep me warm, and I haven’t been waiting that long." After that, he passed the brazier to Fang Pingying to warm her hands, then reached out to help Luo Zhiyong carry some things. Luo Zhiyong wouldn’t let him carry anything and told him to help Fang Xiu at the back since she had the most luggage. She needed help from Luo Zhiyong just getting off the train. Fang Xiu walked up to Luo Dashan with her belongings and handed over half to him, smiling, "Dad, has Zhiming returned home yet?" Luo Dashan didn’t expect Fang Xiu to be with them and was a bit surprised, but immediately cracked a smile, "Xiu’er’s back too, huh? That’s good timing. Zhiming’s been going on about how you haven’t returned and saying he was going to go to the provincial city to find you." Upon hearing this, Fang Xiu felt a surge of guilt and remained silent. Seeing this, Fang Pingying glanced at Fang Xiu and hurriedly called everyone, "Let’s go home, no more talking, it’s freezing." As they reached the Luo Family’s doorway with their luggage, Zhou Yunmei and the others in the courtyard heard the commotion and immediately came out to welcome them. Of course, Zhou Yunmei’s welcome was mainly for Luo Zhiyong and Luo Cuilan. As for Fang Pingying, her attitude was just so-so, and she didn’t say much. But when she saw Fang Xiu, her expression darkened, "Didn’t you tell your man you’ve been back a long time ago? What have you been doing all by yourself in the provincial city?" "Yunmei, look, the kids have just returned, let’s go inside first," Luo Dashan said, then shouted into the courtyard, "Zhiming, your wife is back, come on out!" "Xiu’er, you’re back." Luo Zhiming, overjoyed upon hearing this, ran out from the courtyard, grabbed Fang Xiu, and said, "What’s the matter, didn’t you say you were coming home? You didn’t send me a telegram, and I didn’t see you when I got back, I was so worried." "It’s alright, don’t worry," Fang Xiu glanced at Fang Pingying and explained, "The last time I was home, an acquaintance suddenly offered me some work. The pay was good, and I thought to earn some extra money for the New Year, so I took the job. They didn’t give any holiday there, and I couldn’t tell you." "Really?" Luo Zhiming stopped caring about anything else once he heard there was money, immediately smiling and asking Fang Xiu, "So how much did you earn in a month?" Fang Xiu patted her bag and smiled, "Quite a few ten yuan bills. I even used some of the money to buy you a piece of clothing; Sister has it. I’ll get it for you in a bit." Upon hearing this, Luo Zhiming wished he could just hug Fang Xiu, "My wife is the best, always knowing how to care for others." (To be continued. If you work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)