Yu Jingchen heard An Ning say this, and had some insight into it—apparently, grandma and mother hadn't done anything excessive, thankfully. "Even if I'm injured, I won't tell them, you can rest assured!"
An Ning was practically infuriated by him. "Uncle, what do you think of me? If you're hurt, only grandma and mom would be sad, not me? Isn't hiding it from them enough, what are you thinking!"
"Oh..." he suddenly realized. "You would be sad too?"
"..." An Ning couldn't be bothered with him. "Uncle, do you think I should join the military? If I join, can I be with you? Wherever you go, I follow—this way we won't be apart."
Yu Jingchen chuckled and asked, "Then who will take care of our child?"
"Qianqian will grow up soon, probably won't need us to care for too long," An Ning replied.
"I'm talking about our child!" Yu Jingchen said.
