Xia Chuyi's aunt and uncle on her father's side didn't seem to be a big problem, as long as she coaxed them well.
As for Uncle Liberation Army...
Hmm, as a soldier, he probably didn't have much time to leave at will, right?
So, as long as she explained things well in a letter, it should be fine, right?
Or should she call him?
No, that was wrong; she didn't have Uncle Liberation Army's phone number at all...
Never mind, soldiers meet soldiers, water meets soil; she had been a bit impulsive, yes, but she was the victim, a proper little pitiful one. She believed Uncle Liberation Army wouldn't be harsh on her, right?
Xia Chuyi, who was slightly distracted, suddenly heard Du Hong beside her asking, "Who is this?"
"Oh, Sister Hong, this is Qian Qianqian, the fellow villager I just told you about." Xia Chuyi quickly gathered her thoughts, pulled Qian Qianqian over, and introduced her to Du Hong.
