Lianmiao didn't come back for lunch.
At the dining table, Musheng briefly discussed the matter concerning Ma Nanji.
Ma Changying was somewhat puzzled, "Nanji, can you still get in contact with girls in the military?"
"Of course I can!"
Ma Nanji put down his chopsticks, glanced at Musheng, and snorted coldly, "Mom, let me tell you, my sister definitely has no good intentions bringing this up. In a few days, I will be nineteen, and it's normal to have a girlfriend. Plus, my sister was pregnant at nineteen, so with that example, you can't say anything about me!"
"Your sister is your sister!" Ma Changying looked at Ma Nanji with some dissatisfaction. "If only you could be half as worry-free as your sister, would I still be concerned about these things?"