Jia Chenggang checked Wang Xia and Rong into the guesthouse.
Wang Xia followed behind Jia Chenggang in silence, with Mu Xingfeng’s words echoing in her ears: She is my pride, do not let hear any more slander about my wife, otherwise, I, Mu Xingfeng, will not stand for it.
She didn’t understand, a university student still in school, a little girl who hasn’t stepped into society and is even sowhat arrogant and unreasonable, what is there for Mu Xingfeng, such a man, to be proud of? Is it just because she’s beautiful?
But in her heart, Mu Xingfeng was never such a superficial person.
As they entered the room, Jia Chenggang placed the mother and son’s luggage on the floor, and seeing Wang Xia’s gloomy face all the way, he felt quite upset.
He had long heard that Captain Mu got married and that Captain Mu doted on his wife, who was six years younger, yet he had never t her.
Unexpectedly, the first eting turned out to be such a scene.
Although he didn’t think there was anything wrong with Captain Mu finding a girl six years his junior, An Ran’s behavior left him greatly disappointed.
Not only disappointed in An Ran, but also in Mu Xingfeng.
He and Mu Xingfeng had been comrades-in-arms for seven or eight years, had executed missions together with Haigang, a brother you could rely on, and he didn’t expect him to let his wife humiliate the widow and orphan of his comrade like this.
Just for An Ran’s remark about her not having a man, Jia Chenggang wished he could directly go up and teach her a lesson.
With such thinking, how could she be fit to stay here as a family mber of theirs?
He didn’t understand how Mu Xingfeng could stand having such a person by his side.
"Xia, Xingfeng’s wife is young, don’t take what she said to heart," Jia Chenggang was a straightforward person and didn’t know how to coax won into being happy. Seeing Wang Xia sulking, he thought for a long ti before he managed to squeeze out such a sentence.
Wang Xia gently nodded, "I won’t, after all, she’s Xingfeng’s wife. I won’t hold it against her. It’s just that so of her words reminded of..."
Wang Xia didn’t continue but her eyes turned red.
She took a couple of deep breaths, pressing down with her hands before continuing, "Xingfeng and you are outstanding team mbers, but as won, even if we cannot help n in their work, at least we shouldn’t be a burden. This is especially important as a family mber, but looking at Xingfeng’s wife... sigh, maybe she’s still young now, and she’ll get better after a couple of years."
As Wang Xia spoke, she sighed and reached out to stroke Hairong’s little head. "Rong, rember, your father is a hero. No matter when, no matter where, he will always be our great hero in our hearts."
Hairong nodded obediently, "Mom, I know, my father is a hero."
Jia Haigang looked at Wang Xia and her son and felt that this woman was gentle and sensible; no family mber in the courtyard had such dignity as Wang Xia’s.
Her man had sacrificed, and living alone with a child was not easy. Despite being rejected by others, she could face it calmly and even consider for others.
He knew Wang Xia didn’t hold it against An Ran not because An Ran was young, but mainly because of the camaraderie between Mu Xingfeng and Haigang.
Haigang was fortunate to have such a woman, but he was also unfortunate as he sacrificed only one year after marrying Wang Xia.
Thinking of the sacrificed comrade and seeing the mother and child before him, Jia Chenggang felt that this mother and child deserved better treatnt, not the discrimination of others.
Nan’an’s August weather was stuffy and changeable, with the sun shining brightly at noon but overcast in the afternoon.
Thunder rumbled from afar, drawing closer.
Mu Xingfeng glanced at the little one still sleeping soundly on the bed, his gaze soft.
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