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 62 Eavesdropping
Jiang Zhizhi returned to her tent with Zhou Xiye. The communications soldiers checked the radio and found it worked. Seeing that it was already dark, she knew she had to hurry down the mountain.
Zhou Xiye had to attend a meeting, so he called a soldier to escort her down the mountain, and apologized profusely, saying, "I'm sorry to have taken up so much of your time."
Jiang Zhizhi felt that she hadn't helped at all, but rather had gotten a free meal. She felt embarrassed and said, "Captain Zhou, you're too kind. You've helped me so many times, and I'm already very happy to be able to help you with a little bit. You even treated me to such a sumptuous dinner."
Zhou Xiye's eyes softened: "I'm glad you're satisfied. Let Xiao Zhang take you home first."
Jiang Zhizhi waved to Zhou Xiye with a smile, then got into her sidecar and went down the mountain.
When they reached the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Zhizhi told the soldiers to go back, as she wanted to walk back. Perhaps it was because she hadn't eaten such greasy food in a long time, and the motorcycle ride had been bumpy all the way, that she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and her stomach was rumbling uncomfortably.
After the soldiers left, Jiang Zhizhi felt an increasingly sharp pain in her stomach, as if her intestines were knotted inside.
Jiang Zhizhi clutched her stomach, feeling somewhat helpless. Her stomach was clearly used to hardship; it couldn't handle a single meal of rich food.
Luckily, I had some paper in my pocket. I ate in a nearby cornfield and felt instantly relieved. I breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go home when I heard the rustling of corn on the slope below. I became alert. Could it be a wild boar?
I carefully stepped along the edge of the ground, found a hole, squatted down, and peered down. I could only hear the rustling of corn stalks slowly approaching.
Jiang Zhizhi reached out to the side to see if she could find a stone, since wild boars are quite powerful!
They didn't find the stone, nor did the wild boar appear.
The murmurs below stopped, and suddenly someone spoke: "Donghua, what should we do? So many mung bean cakes, that's all my food coupons and money."
It was Sun Xiaoyue!
Jiang Zhizhi never expected that having an upset stomach would lead to some fun, so she immediately adjusted her posture and listened attentively.
Jiang Donghua patiently comforted Sun Xiaoyue: "If all else fails, just give it to the village secretary and let him distribute it to everyone in the village."
Sun Xiaoyue exclaimed in surprise: "Does this mean my money and food coupons have gone down the drain?"
Jiang Donghua analyzed for her, "It's not about the money now. Last time, Jiang Zhizhi made you apologize on the loudspeaker, which made the villagers very unhappy with you. If you give them the mung bean cakes, it can ease the tension."
“In the long run, it’s beneficial for us to have a good relationship with the village party secretary. If you want to do business, wouldn’t it be easier to do it through the village party secretary?”
Sun Xiaoyue was still sad: "Donghua, I'm still very sad. I'm so useless. I can't even do business well..."
Jiang Donghua hugged her: "It's not your fault, they just don't know what's good for them. Don't be sad..."
Then came a series of moaning sounds, and Sun Xiaoyue's suppressed groans...
Jiang Zhizhi was stunned. She was squatting there and had actually overheard a live sex show!
I still have a question in my mind: Won't the cornfield prick your skin?
She didn't dare move, afraid of disturbing the illicit couple. Fortunately, Jiang Donghua's silver spear was sharp, and he finished with a muffled groan after a few minutes. Then the two of them quietly put on their clothes, and Sun Xiaoyue whispered praises to Jiang Donghua for being really amazing.
Jiang Donghua felt a little smug and gave Sun Xiaoyue two loud kisses before they left.
Jiang Zhizhi felt nauseous again, her stomach churning. What a terrible thing! But she was also glad that she had only heard and not seen, otherwise she would have gotten a sty.
After the two had gone far away, he quickly went back to sleep in the dark!
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The next morning, after washing up, Jiang Zhizhi went to Old Man Liang's house. Yang Fengmei was making breakfast, while Old Man Liang and Liang Dazhuang were sitting to the side sharpening their sickles.
When Yang Fengmei saw Jiang Zhizhi enter the courtyard, she quickly greeted her, "I was just talking to your uncle about how the food will be ready soon, but you haven't come over yet."
Jiang Zhizhi was a little embarrassed: "I accidentally overslept today."
Yang Fengmei smiled and said, "It's not that you overslept, it's just that we're cooking early today. We need to go to the fields to pick corn and cut corn stalks. It's a bit late this year. But it won't be a problem. We won't plant wheat in the fields where we've picked corn until the end of October."
As she spoke, she picked out the potatoes and sweet potatoes from the pot. She also boiled four eggs underneath. Today's work was heavy, so she needed to eat well.
Finally, I chopped up a plate of pickled vegetable strips, dipped my chopsticks in some sesame oil, mixed it up, and called to Old Man Liang and Liang Dazhuang to eat.
Jiang Zhizhi handed the egg to Liang Dazhuang: "I'm not very hungry, you can take it and eat it if you get hungry at noon."
Liang Dazhuang refused, so she simply stuffed it into his shirt pocket.
Yang Fengmei chuckled and didn't stop her. She knew that if Jiang Zhizhi didn't eat it, she could always secretly give it to Liang Dazhuang.
While eating, Old Liang asked a couple of questions about the pressure tank: "When can it be brought back?"
Jiang Zhizhi was also unsure: "Secretary Dong said that when the transport team's truck arrives, they can bring it over along, because the tank is too big and the tractor can't fit it."
Old Liang squinted and pondered for a while: "When we're going to do it, we'll have to find a few strong men to keep an eye on things, so that no one from the downstream can sneak into the commune and cause trouble."
Jiang Zhizhi wondered, "What trouble would they cause?"
Liang Dazhuang, however, was well aware: "They always think we're upstream and use too much water, and they say we're polluting the water. They're just looking for trouble. If they see that we have such good stuff, they'll be green with envy."
Yang Fengmei wasn't afraid at all: "If they dare to cause trouble, our whole village will step in. I don't believe we can't beat them."
Jiang Zhizhi hadn't expected this to happen and didn't know how to resolve it. After a moment of silence, she reminded Old Man Liang, "Uncle, is anyone in the team secretly doing business?"
Old Liang swallowed a mouthful of egg: "Who dares? Don't they want to die?"
Jiang Zhizhi nodded: "It is indeed very dangerous. When I was in the city, I saw many people caught secretly trading grain, and others caught secretly selling food."
Old Liang was very confident: "Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen in our team. We don't do anything illegal."
Seeing that Old Man Liang was adamant, Jiang Zhizhi bluntly said, "If Sun, the educated youth from the educated youth group, comes over, you'd better be careful."
Old Liang was a smart man. When he heard Jiang Zhizhi say that they would go around to the educated youth settlement, he understood what was going on: "These people are always causing trouble. They can't have a moment's peace."
After saying what she needed to say, Jiang Zhizhi focused on peeling the potatoes.
Before they had finished eating, Sun Xiaoyue brought Jiang Donghua into the courtyard, carrying a basket, indicating that she had made quite a few mung bean cakes.
Sun Xiaoyue came over with a smile, pretending not to see Jiang Zhizhi, and greeted Old Man Liang and Yang Fengmei: "Uncle, Aunt, you've just had breakfast? We've come on behalf of the educated youth to bring you some things."
Yang Fengmei disliked Sun Xiaoyue from the start and snorted coldly, "Like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken, she's up to no good!"