Jiang Yun thought of the small note in the middle of the night and suddenly looked up.

He Zhenguo blinked his eyelids and asked, "Did I scare you?"

Jiang Jun's eyes were wet with tears: "No."

He Zhenguo handed a handkerchief to Jiang Yun: "This is what Xiangdong's mother just made for you. Don't cry, uncle will help you find a solution."

Jiang Jun took it and looked at the fine cloth handkerchief in her hand. It was embroidered with small bamboo leaves in blue thread. It was particularly unique and looked like it was embroidered specially for her. "Thank you, Uncle He, but will helping me find out the information put you in trouble?"

He Zhenguo looked at Jiang Jun with admiration: "Yes! So, if we meet on the street and he doesn't say hello or pretends not to know you, don't take it to heart. Uncle will find a way to tell you if he has news."

They all knew Jiang Yonghua from the Confidential Department, and He Zhenguo knew early on that the mission Jiang Yonghua was involved in was very sensitive.

Especially since the current situation is tense, the task of their special forces battalion has become even more arduous, and he cannot let others know about his dealings with the Jiang family.

Jiang Jun smiled tearfully: "Thank you, Uncle He, I understand!"

Such warm-hearted uncles and aunts took the initiative to help her when she encountered difficulties. How could she not be moved?

He Zhenguo stood up and said, "Okay, I've said everything I want to say. Go out and have some dumplings. It's cold, so eat them while they're hot."

Jiang Yun wiped her tears again, blew her nose, and walked to the outer room.

Bai Xiuzhen cooked a large bowl of dumplings and greeted her with a smile: "Xiaojun, come here, these are your favorite mushroom dumplings."

Jiang Jun didn't dare to waste any more time. He sat down and ate four dumplings. He refused to eat any more and insisted on going home quickly before daybreak.

Bai Xiuzhen took out a fleece sweater and a pair of woolen trousers, as well as twenty yuan and five kilograms of food coupons, and insisted that Jiang Yun accept them. "I've heard from Xiangdong's father that your family is having a hard time. I'll make you some delicious food whenever I can. If you need any help, just come and ask me. Originally, you could have come and made clothes with me, knitted a sweater, etc., but unfortunately your hand is injured again. I'll make it for you whenever I'm free."

Jiang Jun's eyes were wet again, and he didn't refuse Bai Xiuzhen's kindness: "Thank you, Aunt Bai. My aunt-in-law has learned tailoring. When she buys a sewing machine, she can help me make clothes."

Bai Xiuzhen was very enthusiastic: "It just so happens that one of our colleagues bought a sewing machine when she got married. She doesn't know how to make clothes and wants to return it. I can help you find out the price. If your aunt-in-law thinks it's suitable and really wants it, just tell me."

Jiang Jun picked up her clothes and said goodbye. If she stayed a few more minutes, she would be fascinated by the warmth of this family.

The more you look forward to the outcome of something, the more tiring the waiting process will be.

For the next week, Jiang Jun was in agony when no news came from Chen Yuanwu. He Zhenguo passed her a small note saying that Jiang Yonghua had arrived in the capital, but his exact location was unknown.

For seven whole days, Jiang Yun suffered terribly.

During the day she would be cheerful and act as if nothing had happened to reassure her grandparents, but at night she would hope to receive some news, always staring out the window, unable to sleep all night, and watching herself become more and more emaciated day by day.

What bothers her most is that she doesn’t know how to coax her younger siblings.

Because classes were suspended and Jiang Lan was at home, she stopped hanging out with her classmates due to her low self-esteem. She was studying and memorizing at home, and she was often in a daze: "Sister, I feel like everyone is laughing at me, saying that I am the daughter of a bad guy."

Qiangzi also ran back, crying and saying that someone bullied him at school, saying that he was not from the army and that it was shameful for him to stay in class. He cried and shouted that he wanted to go back to his hometown in Tongcheng: "I don't want to go to school anymore, Grandpa, when are you going back to Laoyinggou? I want to go with you..."

In the past, such crying rarely happened at home. As long as there was food and the children could go out and play, they would be happy.

Influenced by Jiang Yonghua's problem, the news that the investigation team showed up at the Jiang family's door with armed guards had long been spread by the children in the compound in all kinds of scary ways. Some said that the Jiang family's house was ransacked, some said that the Jiang family was put under house arrest, and some said that a bad person had appeared in the Jiang family.

In short, those children, known and unknown, all watched the Jiang family from afar. No matter who went out of the Jiang family, they could feel the prying eyes.

Jiang Lan and Qiangzi, who were in their growth period and desperately needed friends, became even more depressed after hearing Hong Guizhen and Zhang Debao's dry words of comfort.

Jiang Jun had no choice but to find something to distract himself.

She removed the gauze from her hand, revealing the back of her hand covered in scabby wounds. The newly grown pink skin on the palm of her hand mixed with the necrotic, unshed skin, creating a strange and ugly appearance.

Jiang Jun was worried that the newly grown skin would stick together and affect the flexibility of her fingers, so she endured the pain every day to move her fingers, pulling and stretching them in various ways, often causing the dry and scabby wounds to bleed again, which scared Qiangzi and Xiaolan so much that they dared not even look at it.

While exercising her fingers, Jiang Yun suddenly remembered that when she practiced the piano, she had many exercises that could make her fingers more flexible. She read out the numbers instead of singing the score and asked Jiang Lan to help her write down the simple score.

Strangely enough, of the two girls in the Jiang family, Jiang Jun was born unable to sing and was always out of tune when she opened her mouth, but Jiang Lan had a talent for music and could hum most of the theme songs in the movies she had seen at the end of the movie.

In order to avoid attracting attention, Jiang Jun wrote down the musical notation of the revolutionary songs played on the loudspeaker every day and taught Jiang Lan to sing them.

Jiang Lan sang songs she was familiar with from the simple musical notation, and gradually she was able to sing the notes very standardly. Moreover, the high-spirited songs she sang every day were very inspiring.

The Jiang family regained some of its vitality.

By the time Jiang Jun finally saw Jin Bu appear again, half a month had passed quietly.

At night, when everyone in the Jiang family was asleep, Jiang Jun opened the back door and slipped out easily.

Jin Bu was a guard who could carry a pistol on duty. Whether he was at the military camp or in the family compound, he knew the patrol routes and times very well. He took Jiang Yun to the Chen family compound in the middle of the night, and it was as if he was entering an empty place, without even turning on the flashlight.

In the courtyards of this era, all the street lights were turned off after the lights-out signal, so if you had to go out, you had to use a flashlight.

Jiang Jun followed behind Jin Bu, took out a mask made from a handkerchief and put it on. She undid her braids and used her fingers to spread them over her shoulders. She tried her best to even out her breathing and silently told herself to relax so that her little heart wouldn't jump out of her mouth as soon as she opened it.

She underestimated her fear, thinking that the shaking of her hands was due to the cold snap of late autumn.

When she stepped into the Chen family's gate and heard a familiar voice, in the darkness, she threw herself accurately into Chen Yuanwu's arms.