Yuan Jing and Pan Jianjun spent an entire night moving all the items in the cellar to Tao Yongguo's courtyard, where they divided the loot.

Pan Jianjun said he didn't want it, but how could Yuan Jing take it all for himself? It was ill-gotten gains, and he didn't feel bad about giving half of it away. Besides, if he took the other half, would Pan Jianjun tell others about it? Of course, he had to keep it a secret for him.

There were several bronze and porcelain items, as well as some calligraphy and paintings. Yuan Jing couldn't tell the value of them, so he could only find someone to appraise them later. He suggested, "If these items are of great value, donate them when you have the chance."

Pan Jianjun rubbed his hands together and laughed, not disobeying: "I listened to you, Yuan Jing, and it still feels like a dream." He pinched himself and cried out in pain, "I really got rich!"

Although he had more money than others, he only had a few hundred dollars on him. But now, if he exchanged the half allocated to him for silver dollars and gold bars, it would cost tens of thousands, not to mention other cultural relics and jewelry. Zheng Dali was really evil and greedy.

"Please help me find someone to exchange these gold bars and silver dollars for money." Yuan Jing moved these things out.

"Okay, no problem. Leave it to me."

The two of them packed the remaining things into boxes separately. Yuan Jing spent a few more days smuggling these things into his room, avoiding his father's sight, like an ant moving house. He stuffed them under the bed, waiting to see the light of day in the future. The more time passes, the higher the value of these things will be. On the contrary, it would be more cost-effective to convert those gold bars and silver dollars into money and spend them now.

For the sake of these cultural relics, he even went out of his way to look for information on how to preserve them. These were to be left to future generations, and he could not become a sinner who would harm them.

Yuan Jing did not tell Ji's father about these things, because Ji's father was too upright. Even if Yuan Jing suffered so much on the farm, if his father knew about it, he would definitely ask Yuan Jing to hand it over to the country. However, Yuan Jing still had a bit of the arrogance of the end of the world in his character.

I don’t know when Zheng Dali will discover that all the treasures in the cellar of his house are gone.

Zheng Dali really didn't care about the things in the house. He hid them secretly and believed that no one would find out. He didn't even reveal a word to his bedmate Shen Huijuan. A secret is no longer a secret if it can be known by a second person.

The things he was most proud of in his life were, first, stealing the beautiful wife of a university professor, and second, guarding the treasures in that cellar. His greatest hobby was to run to the cellar of the house when no one was around, and touch those precious gold bars one by one, waiting for the day when they could see the light of day.

After a busy schedule, they finally found a house that was a little further away and moved there. They also completed the transfer procedures for their two children to the new school. Except for the eldest brother Zheng who was a little unhappy, the rest of the family felt relieved after moving into the spacious new home. After being away from those old neighbors and fellow villagers, no one should know about his family's affairs anymore.

Shen Huijuan smiled again, but after this incident, Zheng Hua had a more gloomy air and seemed a little rebellious.

The three words "son born out of wedlock" hung over his head like a curse, and he didn't know when it would fall. Deep down in his heart, he even blamed his mother. Why did she let him bear such a dishonorable birth?

After settling down, Zheng Dali finally remembered the house where the treasure was hidden. He was in a hurry last time and didn't know if he had revealed his identity. Zheng Dali took some time to go to the house again. As soon as he opened the door and entered, his eyelids twitched and he had a bad premonition.

When he walked towards the kitchen, he found that the weeds in the yard had been trampled. Zheng Dali's face suddenly changed. He ran to the kitchen and took a quick look. He found that the water tank had obviously been moved because the traces of dust could be seen very clearly. Zheng Dali's face turned pale.

Regardless of the noise, Zheng Dali pulled open the plates on the cellar with force. With a loud noise, he quickly turned on the flashlight to look inside. Seeing the empty cellar, Zheng Dali screamed "Ah--" and fell to the ground with his eyes rolled back. He did not faint, but he wished he could faint. He fell to the ground without any strength to get up.

"Stolen? Haha, everything was stolen? Who is it? Who dares to steal my things!"

That day, Shen Huijuan waited and waited, but Zheng Dali didn't come back for dinner, so she asked Zheng Lao Da to go to his father's workplace to check. It turned out that she heard that Zheng Dali had taken a leave in the afternoon and never came back. Shen Huijuan had to let the children eat first, and then go to the place where Zheng's father often went to look for him.

As a result, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when Zheng Dali returned home like a wandering soul. As soon as he got home, he fell to the ground with a thud. Shen Huijuan, who was sleeping uneasily and heard the noise, got up and saw it. She screamed and woke up everyone in the family. They all ran out and saw Zheng's father lying on the ground foaming at the mouth. They were so panicked that they quickly sent Zheng's father to the hospital.

Zheng Dali suffered a stroke.

Shen Huijuan felt like the sky was falling. Zheng Dali was the pillar of the family. If he fell, how would they survive?

The entire Zheng family is shrouded in a dark cloud, but with the fall of Zheng's father, the unrest in the Zheng family has just begun, and the contradictions hidden beneath the surface will erupt one by one.

Yuan Jing also knew that Zheng Dali had suffered a stroke. Pan Jianjun still left someone to keep an eye on the situation at the Zheng family. Zheng Dali had a stroke and was sent to the hospital after returning from the house. He knew it all clearly and could understand it very well. Just imagine that someone had deliberately collected a lot of treasures in a cave, but they were emptied overnight by unknown persons, and he couldn't even report the case to the police to track down the culprit. He would be so angry that he would have a stroke.

Yuan Jing smiled, and then put the Zheng family's affairs aside. The Zheng family was in such a state that it was no longer worth his attention. He should seize the time to learn more. Not only would he gain knowledge, but Ji's father would also be very happy.

At the end of the semester, Yuan Jing achieved the first place, and at the same time, he did not relax in traditional Chinese medicine. Zhang Heliu was very proud and decided to take his apprentice to practice during the summer vacation.

Jiang Qingshan also came back from the army and stayed for a few days. Of course, he lived in Yuan Jing's courtyard house. After selling the previous batch of gold bars and silver dollars, Yuan Jing asked Pan Jianjun to help him buy another courtyard house. Yuan Jing has not decided whether to keep the courtyard house for his own residence or for other uses. He will talk about it later.

Including the courtyard house he lives in and the one he bought with the salary supplement from Ji's father's passbook, Yuan Jing already owns three courtyard houses. Sometimes he feels that even if he does nothing now and waits for the courtyard house to appreciate in value in the future, he will be able to eat and drink well in this life.

When Ji's father first met this young man who was often mentioned by his son in his letters, he was very admiring and grateful. According to his son, it was with the help of Jiang Qingshan that he was able to take root in the Red Star Production Team, and it was also because Jiang Qingshan took him hunting that improved the lives of both father and son, so he had a very good impression of Jiang Qingshan.

When they met, he was indeed a very handsome and tall young man: "Xiao Jiang, right? I often hear Xiao Jing mention you. If you were not in the army, I should have met you earlier. I would like to thank you, Xiao Jiang, on behalf of Xiao Jing."

When Jiang Qingshan saw Ji's father, his heart was pounding and his palms were sweating with nervousness. This had never happened to him before, even when facing enemy gunfire. He knew that even though Ji's father was very nice to him now, once he knew what he was planning, he would be furious and would never let him visit again.

Jiang Qingshan secretly rubbed his palms against his clothes to wipe off the sweat, then saluted Ji's father. Feeling that it was too serious, he quickly put it down and tried to smile to make himself gentler: "Uncle Ji, you are too kind. I should thank Yuan Jing. During the two years I returned to the army, it was Yuan Jing who helped me take care of my mother."

Father Ji thought that this was as it should be, as his son was still living in someone else's house. "Don't just stand there, sit down quickly. Xiaojing, pour tea for Xiaojiang, sit down and talk, don't be restrained. By the way, when will Xiaojiang bring your mother over? I heard from Xiaojing that you also paid for this courtyard house, and such a big house is too empty for Xiaojing and me to live in. It will be more lively with more people."

Yuan Jing had already laid out the plan with Ji's father, and Ji's father also agreed.

Jiang Qingshan sat down obediently, but his back was still straight, as if he was reporting to his superiors: "I have persuaded my mother to move here many times, but she is reluctant to leave her hometown. In addition, this year the team distributed the land to each household, and my mother was allocated two acres of land. She is very motivated and reluctant to give up the land she just got."

Father Ji laughed when he heard this: "I can understand your mother's idea. For farmers in our country, the land is their root. If your mother is really unwilling, you can contact your relatives and neighbors first, ask them to help take care of her, and slowly persuade them. Maybe she will be willing to give up in a few years."

"Well, I'll listen to my uncle." Jiang Qingshan nodded honestly. He really thought so in his heart. It just so happened that he hadn't settled down yet. Without him, his mother probably wouldn't feel at ease.

Ji's father was concerned about his work again. Yuan Jing came out and saw that Jiang Qingshan answered every question and was very obedient, which made him laugh.

He walked over and placed the teacup in front of the two of them, then patted Jiang Qingshan on the shoulder. Feeling guilty, Jiang Qingshan quickly glanced at Ji's father and found that there was nothing wrong with him. Then he smiled at Yuan Jing, which was completely different from the stiffness he had forced himself to show before.

"Dad, don't ask anymore. Brother Jiang just came back. Why don't we go out for roast duck today?"

"Okay, let's listen to Xiaojing and go out to eat." Father Ji did not disagree.

After going out shopping and eating, and spending a long time together, with Yuan Jing in the middle, Jiang Qingshan slowly relaxed. Putting aside his own thoughts, there was absolutely no problem in respecting Ji's father as an elder. Moreover, from his observation, he found that Ji's father was a gentle and amiable elder, and very knowledgeable. Talking with Ji's father was not boring.

Ji's father should be a similar character to Mr. Zhang Heliu and Mr. He Jingdong. He could get along well with the old people in the cowshed, and could also get along well with Ji's father.

Yuan Jing couldn't stay at home all the time because his master had a mission to do. So in the next few days, Jiang Qingshan spent more time to show filial piety to Ji's father. Ji's father also really liked this young man and regarded him as another son in his heart. The relationship between the two families became almost close.

Yuan Jing told his master about Jiang Qingshan's return, so he tried to make time to spend with him as much as possible. After all, once he left, he didn't know when he would be back.

Jiang Qingshan was very reluctant to leave tomorrow. After dinner, they went out for a walk. Yuan Jing saw his hesitant expression and took the initiative to ask, "Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Qingshan made up his mind to speak. If he didn't speak, he would run out of time. "Yuan Jing, I will be transferred to the military region in the south. I can only come back on leave to visit my family. I don't know if there will be any unrest on the southern border after this trip."

Yuan Jing's eyebrows jumped when he heard this. Jiang Qingshan reminded him of his vague memory. Not long after the founding of the country, China and Yue fought a war. Is the war coming soon? Is Brother Jiang going to the battlefield?

But as a student devoted to studying medicine, he had no way of asking whether a war was about to begin. Yuan Jing stopped and looked up at the man in front of him. He felt a little reluctant and had many worries in his heart. Once on the battlefield, bullets have no eyes. What will be the result of Jiang Qingshan's going there?

But he couldn't ask Jiang Qingshan not to go to the battlefield. Not to mention that this went against Jiang Qingshan's sense of responsibility, he couldn't even ask him to be a deserter. You know, in the battles in the apocalypse, he himself had never retreated. How could he ask Jiang Qingshan to do that?

Seeing Yuan Jing didn't say anything, Jiang Qingshan thought he was unhappy, so he hid his emotions deep in his eyes, raised his head and touched Yuan Jing's head: "Don't worry, this is a normal transfer. I'm just worried that I won't be able to come back in a short time. I need you to take care of my mother."

Yuan Jing smiled and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had, I would have prepared some pills for you. Forget it, wait until you write to me, and I'll prepare the pills and send them to you. You've just arrived there, so I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to the local climate."

"Okay, thank you Yuan Jing for your concern."

"Didn't I bother you?"

Jiang Qingshan smiled, but deep in his eyes there was a stronger emotion that was about to overflow. He wanted to say it desperately, but he couldn't. He might have to go to the battlefield. What if something happened to him on the battlefield and he couldn't come back? How would Yuan Jing bear it?

So let's just leave it this way, it's better for Yuan Jing to know nothing. Yuan Jing still has other friends around him, and there's Old Zhang in the capital to take care of him. Now he's reunited with Ji's father, Yuan Jing will definitely live a good life.

But in the end, she couldn't help herself, and reached out to hug Yuan Jing, hugged him tightly, and then quickly let go: "If I had a younger brother, I would definitely be like you, Yuan Jing. How could I not worry about my own brother? Yuan Jing, you have to be well, Yongguo is waiting for me in front, I won't go back to say goodbye to Uncle Ji, you all have to take care of yourselves."

After Jiang Qingshan finished speaking, he turned around resolutely and strode outside, not giving Yuan Jing any chance to say anything.

At this time, Yuan Jing found a military vehicle parked outside the alley. He didn't expect that separation was just around the corner. Jiang Qingshan's words made him want to cry. Looking at Jiang Qingshan's back, Yuan Jing's vision was still blurred. He suddenly shouted loudly: "Brother Jiang, I will wait for you to come back, come back safely!"

Jiang Qingshan's whole body was shaken, and his steps faltered for a moment, but he resisted the urge to look back and walked towards the car at a faster speed. When he got to the car, he opened the door and got in, saying in a hoarse voice, "Drive."

Tao Yongguo was speechless because Jiang Qingshan's eyes were red. They were not like this even when he was injured and retired. In the end, he just patted him on the shoulder, comforted him silently, then started the car and drove out.

When Yuan Jing chased to the entrance of the alley, he only saw the back of a car, and no longer saw Jiang Qingshan.

Until the car disappeared, Yuan Jing reached out and wiped his face, his fingertips were wet with tears. Yuan Jing felt a dull pain in his heart. He thought he still had enough time to consider how to deal with the matter between him and Jiang Qingshan, but reality told him that this time might be very short.

Could he accept the remaining decades without Jiang Qingshan by his side? The feeling in his chest had already told him.

What should he do to remedy the situation?

Yuan Jing hesitated for only a few seconds and then quickly turned back. He thought he was learning medicine fast enough, but now it seems that it is far from enough. He needs to redouble his efforts to improve his medical skills as quickly as possible and become a qualified or even excellent doctor.

He hoped that the war would come later so that he could learn more. He hoped that Jiang Qingshan would go to the battlefield later so that he could be more calm.

When Yuan Jing came home, the tears on his face had disappeared, but his eyes were a little red. Ji's father was surprised that his son was the only one who came back. Yuan Jing smiled and said, "Dad, Brother Jiang has returned to the army. He took a longer leave this time because he was transferred to the Southern Military Region. I'm afraid he won't have much time to come back in the future. Dad, I'm going to read a book."

"Okay, go ahead." Although it was a pity that Ji's father could not see Xiao Jiang often, he knew that it was a soldier's duty and he had to obey orders. Those soldiers came from all over the country.

From that day on, Yuan Jing became more diligent. If he had put in 100% of his energy before, now he was putting in 120% or even 150%.

Ji's father found out, but he couldn't stop his son from relaxing in his studies, so he could only make some delicious and nutritious food for his son before he went to work to supplement his diet.

Zhang Heliu also noticed it. He was originally pleased with Yuan Jing's learning ability, and he did not expect such explosive growth. Naturally, he was even happier. But after a month, he found that Yuan Jing had obviously lost some weight. Zhang Heliu, who always had strict requirements for his disciples, could not help but persuade him.

"Yuan Jing, you are a fast learner. The growth you have made in the past six months is equivalent to the growth of three or four years for others. Don't push yourself too hard. You need to combine work and rest, or your body will collapse first. Then no matter how good your medical skills are, they will be useless. Didn't you see that Master can no longer use gold needles to prick the acupoints, but has switched to silver needles? You can't learn from Master."

Yuan Jing knew that his master was doing this for his own good, so he smiled and said, "Master, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I just want to make a batch of medicine, so come and supervise me."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Heliu responded happily.

Of course, most of the pills were prepared for Jiang Qingshan. He wrote back after he went there. After receiving the letter, Yuan Jing began to collect medicinal materials and discussed with Zhang Heliu while making the medicine. The level of the pills he makes now is much higher than when he was in the Red Star Production Team.

After the pills were made, they were sent to Jiang Qingshan. They sent a lot of them. Because Tao Yongguo was also transferred there, they couldn't use them all, and they could also give them to their comrades.

By the end of the year, Yuan Jing had completed most of the courses, not to mention Chinese medicine. In Zhang Heliu's words, if he hadn't been reluctant, his disciple would have been able to graduate. Whenever a patient needed acupuncture, Zhang Heliu would let his disciple Ji Yuanjing do it.

Therefore, Ji Yuanjing has become somewhat famous in some circles in the capital. Many people know that this medical student who studied Western medicine also studied under a master of traditional Chinese medicine and learned a good set of traditional Chinese medicine, especially good at acupuncture. In this aspect, he can be said to be better than his master.

Despite his busy schedule, Yuan Jing still took time to pay attention to the news. He inevitably discovered that as the relationship between China and the Soviet Union deteriorated, the border relations between China and Vietnam became tense. He knew that the war was imminent.

Sure enough, in February 1979, China launched a self-defense counterattack against Vietnam.