She quickly changed her clothes and packed her things.
After leaving the room, Ms. Jiang happened to come back from outside.
Mu Mu saw that the tip of Ms. Jiang's nose was red from the cold, and asked distressedly: "Mom, where have you been?"
Ms. Jiang said while changing her shoes: "I went out for a walk."
She went out early in the morning, knowing that her coughing would wake Mu Mu up every morning. Mu Mu was going to the shooting range a few days ago, so she used it as an alarm clock to wake her up.
But today she was leaving and not going to the shooting range. She was so tired from the fright last night and wanted her to sleep more, so she went outside to cough.
Mu Mu lowered her face and looked at her accusingly, "You cough and go out to blow the cold wind. Let me tell you, you are not allowed to go out to blow the cold wind when I am not at home these days. Get well soon if you have a cough."
I really don't worry about what she will do on her own after she leaves.
Mom's body is simply incomparable to when Lao Mu was around.
She suddenly thought of what Yifan Lu had told her, that a person's health would get worse and worse if he was alone.
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, maybe it would be better for the old man to have children around him.
How can we have a family without children?
She couldn't help but touch her lower abdomen. These two times she and Yifan Lu didn't take any medicine. If they did, it might not be a bad thing after giving birth.
At least she will have an excuse to be with her mother for a long time in the future.
Mu Mu had lunch at home and took a small bag with her when she left.
Before she went out, she went to the display window where her father's medals and trophies were displayed, and stared blankly inside.
"I'm leaving. I'll be back in a few days."
Say it to the air, to the medals and trophies that cannot answer.
Ms. Jiang suddenly came out of the study, holding a small notebook in her hand, "Mu Mu, here is a locked notebook for you, do you want it again?"
Seeing her daughter leaving with something in her hand, she hid her reluctance, pretended not to care, and pretended not to care.
Mu Mu took the small notebook from Ms. Jiang's hand. It was in a green shell and the picture was of a landscape.
She looked around, curled her lips and said, "This is my diary from when I was in elementary school."
She stopped keeping a diary when she entered junior high school. She would occasionally take it out to record some unforgettable things, such as her first kiss with Qin Ningrui and what gifts Qin Ningrui gave her.
Anyway, it’s basically related to Qin Ningrui.
He stuffed the notebook casually into the bag he was carrying.
Before leaving, she waved desperately to Ms. Jiang.
Sitting in the car, I looked at my old lady who was standing at the door watching her. She was as thin as a bamboo pole and there was no sparkle in her eyes.
I clearly remember the time she appeared on TV with a medical kit on her back, wearing a green shirt, olive green military trousers, and slim short hair, following the troops on the front line of earthquake relief.
I remember that she looked very energetic in her military uniform with her military rank epaulettes attached.
It seems like it was yesterday, so why did people become like this all of a sudden?
Her eyes suddenly felt hot, and she stretched out her hand to rub the tip of her sore nose.
The car slowly drove out of the compound, driven by Lao Mu's former driver.
I dropped my phone, so I was free, but it was hard to keep track of time.
On a snowy highway, the car crawled like a snail, and it was blocked after only a short section. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the training base.
The snow in City B is not very heavy, and there is only a thin layer on the ground.
