But try as he might, Meng Yunhan couldn't sleep. However, to keep his mother-in-law from worrying, he could only nod and agree.
Yunhan's mother was out washing diaper cloths, her heart fluttering like a seesaw. She too was worried that something might happen to her son.
Who could guarantee one's safe return from the battlefield?
Their little grandson had just been born. If something were to happen to her son, how would his wife cope?
As soon as Yunhan's father reached the post office on his bike, he took out a number and asked the clerk to dial it for him.
The call was soon connected. "I'm looking for Yun Hao."
"Sorry, Captain Yun is not at the base right now."
A pang of worry hit Yunhan's father. "When he returns, tell him his son was born, weighing over seven pounds, a big, healthy boy."
"I will relay your message."
With that, Yunhan's father hung up the phone and stood there for a while.
