70s: The Cold-Faced Military Young Master Was Conquered by His Delicate and Vain Wife

Also known as "Sweet Wedding, Sweet Love in the 70s." [Old Cadre × Delicate Young Wife] Jiang Zhizhi, an operative, had an accident during a mission and transmigrated to the 1970s. Right f...

Chapter 152 A Repressed Passion

Chapter 152 A Repressed Passion

Jiang Zhizhi was shocked. Her first thought was that Zhou Xiye was responsible, since he hadn't come home all day yesterday and had returned very late at night.

Zhou Chengzhi looked at the flustered Zhou Xiaochuan and said, "What kind of behavior is this? Where did you run off to so early in the morning?"

Zhou Xiaochuan immediately fell silent, sat down next to Zhou Xiye, and felt a burning desire to share with him.

Zhou Xiye remained calm, took the egg, peeled it, and placed it in Jiang Zhizhi's millet porridge bowl: "Eat first."

Even if Jiang Zhizhi was very curious, she wouldn't ask him in front of Zhou Chengzhi.

Everyone ate in silence.

Zhou Chengzhi put down his chopsticks, frowned and said, "This Shang Shiyi went back to Shanghai the day before yesterday afternoon. The ginseng is still in my office. If you don't like it, give it to Shang Shiying and let her give it to her brother."

Fang Hua frowned: "The two siblings haven't been in contact for over twenty years. If you give it to Shi Ying, won't that just make her even angrier?"

Zhou Chengzhi had never received anything so valuable in his life, and he found it very troublesome: "This Shang Shiyi really knows how to swindle people."

Zhou Xiye said, "You can keep it in the office first. There will be a time when you meet, and you can return it to him then."

Zhou Chengzhi thought about it and agreed. Then he remembered what he had said to Zhou Xiye outside: "Keep an eye on the progress of this matter in the next couple of days."

Zhou Xiye nodded, and the family finally ate breakfast in peace.

After dinner, Zhou Chengzhi went to work, while Fang Hua went for a walk.

Jiang Zhizhi looked at Zhou Xiaochuan, who was still drinking porridge, and put down her chopsticks: "Finish eating first, then wash the dishes. You can wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen later."

Zhou Xiaochuan was displeased and raised his eyes to glare at Jiang Zhizhi, but met his brother's cold gaze and quickly changed his words: "Washing dishes is fine, what's the big deal?"

Jiang Zhizhi pulled Zhou Xiye back to the room, and as soon as she closed the door, she couldn't wait to ask, "Did you do that Deng Feiyang?"

Zhou Xiye pondered for a moment: "Not entirely. He was acting like a hooligan in the street when he happened to run into a night patrolman. He was arrogant and even tried to fight with the patrolman, so he was arrested."

Jiang Zhizhi clicked her tongue twice, then stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck: "Don't tell me you didn't have a hand in this."

Zhou Xiye put one arm around her waist and changed the subject: "Political Commissar Li's letter of recommendation has arrived. Do you want to take a look?"

Jiang Zhizhi was surprised by how fast the registered mail arrived and quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, yes."

Zhou Xiye gently lifted Jiang Zhizhi up with one hand and carried her to the bedside to sit down: "However, you should be prepared that the range of choices is very limited."

He took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Jiang Zhizhi. It was a thick stack of envelopes containing letters of introduction and recommendation forms.

While Jiang Zhizhi was looking, Zhou Xiye explained, "Because you don't have a work unit and haven't had any particularly outstanding achievements before, Political Commissar Li's idea is to let you participate in the pilot enrollment program."

"This program was just launched last year. It selects students from the community, and then someone recommends them. After studying for a period of time and achieving excellent grades, they can be admitted to the school."

Jiang Zhizhi had quickly finished reading; there were only two schools: Beijing Second Medical College and Beijing Institute of Technology.

These are all schools that will be very successful in the future.

But there was no place she really wanted to go; if she waited for the college entrance examination to be reinstated, it would be three years later.

Seeing that Jiang Zhizhi had fallen silent, Zhou Xiye said, "Take a look first, or we can go and check out these two schools tomorrow."

Jiang Zhizhi didn't want to waste a single moment, holding the recommendation form from Beijing Medical College: "This is it! You protect the country, I save lives, what a perfect match!"

Zhou Xiye was somewhat surprised and took the school's recommendation form: "I thought you would choose the chemistry major at the university of science and technology."

Jiang Zhizhi naturally couldn't reveal her true thoughts: "I don't really like chemistry, and being a doctor isn't so bad."

She had just thought that if she wanted to change Zhou Xiye's fate, she needed to have the opportunity to be with him. If she became a doctor, she could apply to go to the front line.

There will always be a way.

Zhou Xiye respected her choice. In his mind, as long as she liked reading and was ambitious, that was good: "Tomorrow we'll go to the school to hand in the forms, and tomorrow afternoon I'll go to the conference center to register."

Jiang Zhizhi had almost forgotten that Zhou Xiye had come back mainly for a meeting: "Do we need to stay there for the meeting?"

Zhou Xiye shook his head: "No need, there will be a car to pick us up and drop us off every day."

Jiang Zhizhi suddenly remembered something, carefully put away the recommendation form and letter of introduction, and put them in the drawer.

Then she sat down close to Zhou Xiye and nudged his arm with her shoulder: "There are fleas in the house. My chest is all red, and my head is red too."

Zhou Xiye was instantly embarrassed and turned to look at her mischievous expression.

Jiang Zhizhi blinked: "I didn't realize you liked playing these kinds of games."

Zhou Xiye was embarrassed but couldn't refute Jiang Zhizhi, so he simply raised his head, supported the back of her head, pulled her into his arms, and gently kissed her.

Jiang Zhizhi really liked this kind of gentle and caring kiss.

She is actually a very insecure person. In her previous life, she grew up in an orphanage until she was nine years old. After she turned nine, she was adopted by her adoptive parents, who treated her very well. However, an accident happened after she came of age.

Later, he was betrayed by the leader he trusted and relied on the most.

So deep down, she longs for a warm home and enjoys having this unguarded attachment.

...

Bian Yucheng returned to Beijing, but instead of alerting Zhou Xiye or Jiang Zhizhi, he went home first to discuss it with his father.

What if Jiang Zhizhi is Bian Suxi's daughter?

Bian Yucheng's father, Bian Haishan, the eldest son of the Bian family, hasn't slept well these past few days. Hearing that Bian Suxi is still alive, how could he possibly sleep soundly?

Now that Bian Yucheng has confirmed that Bian Suxi has another daughter, murderous intent rises in his heart: "Is it certain that she is Bian Suxi's child?"

Bian Yucheng relied on his intuition: "To this day, I can't find any useful information about her at all. Moreover, she was born in the winter of the year my aunt had the accident. She doesn't look very similar, but her eyes... are just too similar."

Bian Haishan frowned: "There are many people who look alike, so we can't say for sure that it is."

Bian Yucheng shook his head: "Dad, this is different. I have a feeling that she is! Moreover, I heard Xiaoxiao say that her blood type is very rare. Do you remember? Aunt was injured once and needed a blood transfusion. The doctor also said that her blood type was rare. Is this also a coincidence?"

Bian Haishan straightened his back and gripped the armrests of the chair tightly: "If Bian Suxi is still alive, why hasn't she come looking for us all these years? Could it be that she died after giving birth to this child?"

If that's the case, he can leave her child alone.

Bian Yucheng was much more ruthless than his father: "Dad, I think that regardless of whether Aunt is alive or not, Jiang Zhizhi should not live. Only when she dies can we eliminate future troubles."

"We don't need to lift a finger; we can let the Zhou family do it themselves!"