Inside the study, Jiang Jiangyu calmed her emotions, surveyed the room, and nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing this, Lin Dingsheng laughed, "Mom, you like it too? This time, stay here for a few more days. Anyway, Dad can eat in the canteen. I'll take a few days off and take you to visit my younger brother."
"It's better not to. Mom is used to being over there; it's more comfortable. After being dismissed from this military district, how could staying here not draw attention?" Jiang Jiangyu didn't want to remain here and be criticized.
Worried that her son would bring up the past, she quickly changed the topic: "Let's talk business first. A dirty old lady came to our house today at noon..."
Lin Dingsheng listened attentively as he peeled an apple with a fruit knife while his mother recounted the story in detail. The apple in his hand was peeled several times, breaking intermittently as she expressed her thoughts.
