The order had come through that day; her husband was to depart with her brother to carry out a joint task.
As Manman helped her husband pack, it was as if she had just realized the hidden intentions behind her grandfather hosting a tea party at the restaurant, which couldn't help but make her concerned.
"It won't take long, just over a dozen days including the travel back and forth," Jiang Yan said, drying his still-wet hair, as he walked out of the shower room and saw his wife looking distant.
Manman perked up, folded the clothes in her hands again, and stuffed them into the simple duffel bag before speaking softly, "The weather's getting cooler; take extra care not to fall ill while working outdoors."
Jiang Yan chuckled at that, "Even if I caught a cold, I wouldn't worry. I have a whole mobile hospital following me, led by my elder brother-in-law. If even a cold couldn't be cured, where would he put his face?"
It turned out that Manman, the young wife, was a worrywart.
