The next morning, a postal worker arrived.
"Excuse me, are you Rong Yan?"
Rong Yan looked at the postal worker, slightly surprised, but nodded, "Yes, I am Rong Yan."
Upon hearing her confirmation, the postal worker took a telegram out of his mailbag and handed it to her, "Here is a telegram for you."
Rong Yan took it; the address on the telegram was from Jing City.
Seeing the address, she knew who had sent the telegram.
"Thank you!"
She took the telegram back into the house.
Qin Ye saw her come in and then his gaze fell on the telegram in her hand.
Calmly, he asked, "Is it a telegram from home?"
Rong Yan nodded, "Yes."
It was only then that she remembered the original’s parents.
Qin Ye didn’t ask any further, but he was still somewhat uneasy at heart, wondering what his parents-in-law were sending a telegram about.
Were they dissatisfied with their marriage?
Rong Yan couldn’t worry about him, she opened the telegram, and on it were only a few short words: "Your dad is critically ill, come home quickly."
Those few words weighed heavily on her mood because in the fading memories of the original’s, her parents were very kind.
So, if it is really a critical illness, she definitely had to go back.
Seeing her distressed look, Qin Ye asked, "What happened? Did your parents-in-law say it’s an emergency?"
Rong Yan looked up at him, "I need to go home, the telegram says my dad is critically ill."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ye changed his expression, "Then hurry and make the trip. How about this, I don’t have any serious issues physically, so I’ll accompany you..."
Rong Yan shook her head to refuse, "No, even if you can walk now, sitting on a long train journey would definitely be too much for you. Besides, they are building a house back home, and with both siblings there, can you feel at ease?"
Qin Ye’s expression darkened, "There’s nothing to worry about. Qin Yu is not young; he can manage the house well. Still, let me come with you! Otherwise, I won’t be at ease."
Being a new son-in-law... if something really were wrong with his father-in-law, he would still have to meet him.
Rong Yan thought for a moment and still rejected him, "Maybe next time! I’m rushing back, maybe I can cure my dad, but you still need to watch over things here. Otherwise, with both of us gone, Qin Yu probably won’t be able to hold down the fort, not to mention Qin Fugui and his family being here. Without you, they won’t be kept in check."
Qin Ye’s expression darkened because that was indeed the case. If both he and she weren’t in the village, they might come back to find the entire house emptied.
Of course, he still felt that she slightly didn’t want him to go; otherwise, what would it matter if the house were emptied?
She was more important, after all.
"...Alright, I won’t accompany you this time then. You go and get a leave permit from the team leader now. If you can catch it, there’s still a train this afternoon, it’s just whether tickets are still available."
Rong Yan knew that without the team leader’s permission, it would be impossible for her to leave the village, so she nodded, "Okay, I’ll go to him now."
"Okay." Qin Ye watched her leave.
Then he went directly to Qin Yu, "Prepare some food that can last a bit, your sister-in-law has to go home because of a family emergency."
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