The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 208 - 205: The Young Man of the Ling Family
Old Mr. Lian straightforwardly refused, "No need to save a car for me; I don’t plan to go out these days. Besides, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since I’ve come to a local’s house to spend the New Year, there’s no need for special treatment... Oh yes, special treatment, no need for it."
Then, after being refused, Wang Liansheng and Xiao Liu returned to Huicheng with the leader.
On the way back, Wang Liansheng and the leader sat in the same car.
The leader was very satisfied with Wang Liansheng’s work and gave him a good compliment.
After the leader finished speaking, Wang Liansheng explained his situation: "My father-in-law is seriously ill, and my wife is on a mission and can’t come back..."
The leader immediately understood Wang Liansheng’s request, frowned, and considered for a moment, saying, "In principle, I shouldn’t stop you, but Jiang Province is remote, and it would take half a month to come and go..."
Wang Liansheng said, "Today, when I went to pick up Old Mr. Lian, I inquired about the plane tickets. There are two flights a week, and with any luck, I can make it back before the New Year."
The leader was slightly surprised and paused for a moment before saying, "We’ll reimburse train fares for family visits, but not plane tickets."
Upon hearing this, Wang Liansheng smiled first, "I know."
The leader patted him and also smiled.
Not only did he agree to Wang Liansheng’s request, but he also asked his secretary to help buy the plane ticket in the name of the unit.
Wang Liansheng expressed his gratitude repeatedly.
When he got off the car, the secretary lagged a step behind and said with a smile to Wang Liansheng, "Leader Wang, go back and pack up. I will buy the plane ticket and send it to you."
Wang Liansheng not only had to pack his luggage but also needed to arrange for the children. Hongbing had gone home, and Hongling and his three children were still there.
Wang Liansheng directly went to find his second brother and second sister-in-law. Upon hearing he was going to Jiang Province, Wang Lianfa and his wife immediately agreed and prepared to move to the courtyard with little Qibai.
Second brother Wang Lianfa said, "You can go without worry; the children and the house are in our care."
Wang Liansheng arranged his work and family, and early the next morning, he rushed to the airport to catch a flight directly to Jiang Province.
The leader was a huge help this time. Not only did he get a direct flight ticket to Jiang Province for him, but he also arranged for a transport plane. When Wang Liansheng landed at the Jiang Province airport, he almost immediately transferred to a transport plane to Yi City. Upon reaching Yi City, it took just over two hours by car to reach the address from the telegram, the farm where the Ling Family resided.
A few days later, some of the snow had melted. While there was still quite a bit of snow on the ground, at least the roads were passable without blizzards obstructing them.
After leaving Jiang Province early in the morning, even after taking two flights, it was already late afternoon when Wang Liansheng arrived at the farm.
Along the way, it was barren desert, but finally reaching the farm, he saw trees and houses, giving a sense of human presence.
The temperature here was much lower than in Eastern Province. Wang Liansheng wrapped himself in a thick military coat and wore an earflap hat, but the wind on his face still felt like knives cutting.
He wrapped a scarf around half of his face, exposing only his eyes, and wrapped his coat tighter before heading in the direction pointed out by the farm headquarters towards the residential area not far away.
Thinking about the Ling Family he was about to see, Wang Liansheng couldn’t help but recall his first meeting with his wife.
Back then, Wang Liansheng had just enrolled in a teacher training school. Many people who went to school would no longer marry village girls, but when Zhou Xiuying proposed a matchmaking meeting, Wang Liansheng was surprised.
However, being always filial, Wang Liansheng did not object, thinking that if Zhou Xiuying arranged for him to meet someone, it must be a girl his mother favored, so there was no harm in meeting her.
Unexpectedly, the two of them took a liking to each other as soon as they met.
At that time, Ling Chengyan was delicate and beautiful, like a lotus bud in early summer, standing gracefully with shy charm, so beautiful that he didn’t care whether she was from a rural or urban background.
Their marriage proceeded very quickly; just two months after the matchmaking meeting, the wedding date was set, and in less than three months, she was married into the Wang Family.
Then, when they returned home three days after their wedding, they received news that the father-in-law and the two brothers-in-law were preparing to visit relatives.
At that time, the father-in-law looked at him and said, "This trip is long and difficult; we may not return in a day or two. You must take good care of Xiaoyan; otherwise, even if I don’t return, her two brothers will surely come back to hold you accountable."
Wang Liansheng’s recollection was interrupted as the courtyard door opened.
He looked up to see a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing in the doorway, his eyes looking at him with a hint of curiosity, striking a familiar resemblance, bearing four to five similarities to his wife.
"Who are you looking for?" the boy asked.
"Is this the Ling Family? I’m looking for Ling Xiangwen." Wang Liansheng mentioned the name of the eldest brother-in-law.
"Are you a comrade of my father’s?" the boy curiously inquired without waiting for an answer from Wang Liansheng, then turned and shouted towards the house, "Someone’s looking for my dad."
The cotton curtain on the door was lifted, and a tall man stooped to walk out. When he saw Wang Liansheng, he was stunned.
"Brother?!" Wang Liansheng shouted.
In his memory, his eldest brother-in-law, though never married and single, wasn’t bad-looking, tall and robust, handsome. He was a man of impressive appearance and an outgoing personality.
Who would have thought that a decade later, upon meeting again, the other person appeared aged, with gray hair and a weathered face, his once tall figure seemingly a bit hunched.
"Lian...sheng?" Ling Xiangwen called out hesitantly, blinking his eyes, and only after confirming that it was his brother-in-law, Wang Liansheng, standing at the door, did he quicken his steps to come forward, "Oh, it really is Liansheng. How come you’re here? Where’s Yanzi? Did something happen to her?"
After the initial joy, Ling Xiangwen looked behind Wang Liansheng but did not see his sister, immediately changing his expression and firmly grasping Wang Liansheng’s shoulders to question him.
"Brother, don’t worry, Chengyan is fine, she’s just fine!" Wang Liansheng quickly reassured his brother-in-law, whose grip on his shoulder slightly loosened, before continuing, "Brother, Chengyan couldn’t come because of some matters, so I’m here in her stead..."
"What’s wrong with Yanzi, is she ill?" Ling Xiangwen was still not reassured and asked again.
Wang Liansheng replied, "She’s fine, not sick, and nothing happened, just some matters holding her back... Brother, how’s father-in-law?"
Once assured his sister was fine, Ling Xiangwen relaxed, but his expression remained somber and vague, shaking his head, he said, "He’s not doing well, we count each day as it comes."
As he spoke, he led Wang Liansheng towards the house, the young boy naturally carrying Wang Liansheng’s luggage and following behind.
With much experience in his work, Wang Liansheng, being led by his brother-in-law into the house, didn’t forget to ask about the identity of the boy behind him, "Is this Brother’s..."
"This is my eldest, Kejian. Kejian, this is your little uncle, greet him," Ling Xiangwen introduced, but did not explain how, though unmarried when he left home, there was now a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.
Wang Liansheng smiled at the boy who was addressing him as little uncle, but in his heart, a thought crossed his mind: Is this child brought in by a sister-in-law?
However, the thought flashed by, only to be dismissed immediately by himself: The boy didn’t particularly resemble his elder brother-in-law but had at least a four or five-part resemblance to his wife; a nephew can resemble an aunt, so this child is certainly blood of the Ling Family, undoubtedly.
