Chapter 119: Chapter 119: The Yun’s Family Adds a Big Fat Boy_1

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.

The post office clerk was a bit perplexed. “Uncle, are you okay?” His grandson was born, it was a joyful event. Why did he look so troubled?

“It’s nothing. How much do I owe you?” Yunhan’s father shook off his previous stiffness and managed to squeeze out a smile.

“Two minutes, two dollars.”

After paying, Yunhan’s father bought some brown sugar from the commissary before getting back on his bike to go home.

Meanwhile, back at the base.

“Report.”

“Come in.”

“Commissar, I just received a call from Captain Yun’s father, he said Captain Yun’s wife gave birth to a big, healthy boy.” The communications officer choked up as he relayed the message.

Commissar Gu waved him off. “You may go.”

“Yes, Commissar.”

Commissar Gu sat at his desk, motionless. When he led his troops to the border, Captain Yun insisted on going, saying they needed him. Now his whereabouts were unknown.

How was he going to relay the news to the military wife who had just given birth to their child and who had such exquisite handwriting?

“Boy, why are you hiding in here?”

“Colonel Tang, Xiaoyun’s wife just gave birth to a big, fat boy.”

Colonel Tang came over and sat down. Glancing at him, he said, “This is good news. Why the long face?”

Commissar Gu stood up. “He’s currently MIA.”

Tang straight out cursed, “He cares for his wife too much to just abandon her halfway through. He’ll wake up.”

Commissar Gu found Tang’s words somewhat sensible.

However, he soon added, “But I heard that the bullet hit his heart, and there’s still no word.”

“He’s survived every big and small incident over the years. He can’t possibly give up now, knowing his wife just gave birth.”

“If Xiaoyun wakes up, I won’t call him that next time.” Commissar Gu lamented.

Colonel Tang shot him a cold glance. “Look at the state of you. Pull yourself together, tell the boy the good news. Maybe that will wake him up.”

A light flickered in Commissar Gu’s eyes. He slapped the desk, “Makes sense. I refuse to believe that upon hearing this good news, he wouldn’t wake up. Even if he’s on the brink of death, he’ll run back.”

With that, he turned on his heel and left.

Colonel Tang watched, helpless, as the agitated Commissar stormed out. From the looks of it, one might think that it was his wife who was in a coma. But Colonel Tang knew better – the bonds between them were strong, having faced life and death together. They’ve been his soldiers for over a decade now. Time sure flies, he too was getting old.