Zhou Jiao and her daughter listened to the child's innocent words, enjoying them. Zhou Jiao moved Ping'an inside, then shifted herself further in and tugged at her mother's sleeve, "Mom. Take off your shoes and come up here; it's more comfortable with someone to lean against. I can lean on you too."
Lin Lishan took off her shoes and leaned against the bed, "It is indeed comfortable. I'm afraid of falling asleep; I want to chat with your grandpa when the meeting is over. He wants to take this opportunity to check out the military district situation. If your dad goes over, how would the arrangements be? If things inside are messy, we need a plan."
"What are your thoughts? If he's transferred to the Northeast, would you also have to transfer over? Is it easy to arrange for work? You've been at the old place for so many years and are used to it. Have you thought about how it would be here?"
