Chapter 6 Political Commissar, I Really Have a Girlfriend

A certain military district unit.

When the liaison officer heard the soft and polite voice, his ears went numb for a moment, and then he quickly repeated the name "Ji Heng" in his mind.

"We don't have anyone named Ji Heng here, comrade, did you dial the wrong number?"

Hearing the news, Xu Yao's high emotions instantly calmed down like a bucket of cold water poured over her head.

The person who answered the phone was not that person. The man's voice was more distinctive, deep and grainy, and very pleasant to listen to.

Six years have passed. At this age, he should be married and have children.

The other party may have a family and doesn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.

Xu Yao looked down at Xu Jiaan, holding the microphone calmly.

"It's impossible that he called me by mistake. Did he say something and why he doesn't want to see me?"

"Please tell him that if he is a man, he should not be like a turtle and pay the child support. I will not bother him."

"I'll give him a week. I'll call you back at this time a week later."

There was no point in continuing the conversation and it would only waste phone bills, so Xu Yao hung up the phone.

When she lowered her head, she saw Xu Jiaan looking at her with complicated eyes. Xu Yao shook her head in amusement.

"What are you thinking about? I'm not that fragile. I'm just a man. When I become rich, I'll sleep with one and throw away the next."

Xu Jiaan, "..."

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Troops, political commissar's office.

A man in a green military uniform stood by the window, with two thin gold bars and three star emblems printed on his broad shoulders. The top button was loosely open, revealing a sharp and thick Adam's apple.

Looking up, his facial features are handsome and picturesque, deep and three-dimensional, with sharp and smooth facial lines. His skin never gets tanned no matter how much he is exposed to the sun, which makes him look a bit more deceptively cold and ethereal when he is not frowning.

The political commissar slammed the table and scolded in a tone of disappointment.

"What are you thinking? She is the most beautiful girl in the art troupe, with a good background and good looks. She may have a bit of a spoiled temper, but she restrains herself in front of you. What did you do to make her so angry that she wants to retire? You are 27 and still picky. When I was your age, my children were old enough to help with the cooking!"

Ji Changyu was a tall man of about 180cm in height, but his expression remained indifferent after hearing the words, which made the political commissar so angry that he glared at him.

Ji Changyu was a very popular man. He joined the army at the age of 17. With no family background, he relied on his own efforts and was promoted to the position of regiment commander at the age of 27.

Whoever sees this would not say that he has a bright future?

The key is that he is handsome, and even homosexuals have to admit that he is so handsome.

The female doctors and nurses near the army, the young girls in the art troupe, who all missed him? People who asked him to be a matchmaker for them came to his doorstep in droves.

The political commissar said helplessly, "If you don't think about yourself, think about your family. Your family just sent a telegram saying that your mother is not in good health and her only wish is to see you marry a girl and leave an heir."

"If you ask me, the floral pattern is really good. The color is nice and it's not worse than movie stars." Men, even if they don't admit it, they are lustful by nature.

Of course, they only act like hooligans within the legal scope and do not do anything that violates military discipline.

There is no privacy in the army. In order to prevent enemy spies, telephones and telegrams are monitored, so the political commissar is also aware of the situation of Ji Changyu's mother.

Ji Changyu's expression changed slightly.

As soon as he returned from his mission, he was stopped by the woman from the art troupe and didn't have time to read the telegram.

He put his five fingers together, touched the brim of his hat with his middle finger, gave a standard military salute, and said firmly.

"Don't persuade me. I have a girlfriend, but... I can't find her for the time being. If you act as a matchmaker for me and I find her later, wouldn't I be a bastard who seduces her and then abandons her?"

"..." You really are trying to avoid seeing me, you can make up anything.

We have known each other for many years. When have you ever seen him mention a girlfriend? His mother back home doesn't know either.

Excuses, all excuses.

The political commissar thought about it and asked the soldiers with children to bring their children to Ji Changyu's house to play. He was not interested in women, but maybe he thought children were cute and wanted to have a baby.

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After calling the bad man, Xu Yao saw that it was still early, so she took Xu Jiaan to the supply and marketing cooperative for a walk.

The supply and marketing cooperative here is much smaller than the department store, only slightly larger than a classroom. However, the department store mainly sells daily necessities, while the supply and marketing cooperative has a large variety of non-staple foods.

Xu Yao asked the salesperson about the price of the fabric, and turned around to see Xu Jiaan's big, wet eyes, staring at the candies and biscuits in the glass cabinet.

"Do you want to eat?" Xu Yao asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Xu Jiaan tilted his head slightly, his eyes shining brightly as he looked up at Xu Yao.

"Kid, if you want something to eat, just ask. If you don't tell others, how will they know what you want? Remember, the crying child gets the milk." Xu Yao tapped Xu Jiaan's forehead with her index finger, and while educating her son, she directed the salesperson to bring out 5 bags of candied fruit.

A bag of candied fruit costs 5 cents, and 5 bags is only 25 cents, which is so cheap that it's amazing.

After receiving the candied fruit, Xu Yao handed one to Xu Jia'an and ate two herself. Under Xu Jia'an's ambiguous look, she put the remaining candied fruit in a small bag.

It’s hard enough to get here, I can’t let the children suffer but I can’t let myself suffer!

Xu Jiaan bit the candied fruit kernels with a loud crunch and disagreed with what Xu Yao said.

The crying child gets the milk?

He used to be hungry and cold, and came to Xu Yao crying, wanting to beg for a meal and warmer clothes, but Xu Yao hit him with chopsticks, telling him to get away and stay away.

From then on, he never cried again.

Other kids get what they want by crying and throwing tantrums, but he can’t because he’s a bastard that no one loves.

Xu Yao... has changed. Maybe Xu Yao is planning to contact his biological father, so she is being nice to him reluctantly.

If his biological father doesn't recognize him, will Xu Yao change back?

A sense of panic suddenly arose in Xu Jiaan's heart.

Xu Yao didn't know what the villain son was thinking. Seeing that it was almost time, she went to the department store to find Wang Shengnan. Wang Shengnan was standing at the door waiting for them. When she saw this pair of good-looking mother and son, she couldn't help but smile and enthusiastically led the way.

"Comrade Shengnan, you have beautiful hands. Your wrists are white and thin. They are very suitable for wearing a watch. You look delicate and generous."

Socialites flatter each other every day. Xu Yao found that the other party often touched her wrist, so she complimented her in a flattering way. Wang Shengnan's eyes instantly became more friendly when she looked at her.

"Oh, I only have pretty hands, unlike you who look like a celebrity. This watch was given to me by my girlfriend. We are getting married soon. It would be great if we could have a child as cute and sensible as Jia'an."

Passing by the entrance of an alley, a sneaky man stopped Xu Yao and Wang Shengnan. The man looked around, lifted a corner of the cloth on the basket, revealing the round wild duck eggs inside.

"I picked them from the reed marsh. They are fresh and nutritious. They are perfect for my child's health. They are 8 cents each and no ticket is required. How about it?"

Xu Yao was shocked.

Oh my god, is this the legendary black market transaction?

The eggs that farmers save are all taken to the supply and marketing cooperatives for exchange. The purchase price of one egg is 4.5 cents. How can wild duck eggs be sold for 8 cents on the black market? If you sell one, wouldn’t that mean a net profit of 3.5 cents?