Zhang Jizhou had mixed feelings. He had come up with this idea to get Fang Yan to help him gather information so that they could continue their correspondence normally.
Admittedly, once he returned to his unit, he had no time to investigate the matter.
But so many years have passed, there's no rush to resolve this now.
However, Zhang Jizhou then realized that once he returned to the army, he would probably lose contact with Fang Yan.
How can this be allowed?
He was still thinking about working hard to meet her requirements.
After much thought, Zhang Jizhou came up with this idea.
"I'll leave you the address of the military base. If you have any news, you can write to me or call me. I'll also leave you my phone number."
However, I might not be able to receive it.
In this way, he could maintain contact with Fang Yan without drawing attention.
Although making a phone call is faster and more convenient, there are no telephones in Gouzi Village; to make a call, one has to go to the county town.
When Zhang Jizhou returned to the army, his daily tasks were either training or leading the elite squad on missions.
If Fang Yan calls him, he might not be able to answer.
"Okay, I'll try to write to you. If it's urgent, I'll call you."
Making a phone call is expensive these days.
Fang Yan didn't care about the phone bill; the real problem was causing trouble for others.
"By the way, there's something I don't know if you noticed earlier?"
After writing down Zhang Jizhou's address and phone number for the military unit, Fang Yan suddenly asked, "We hadn't been inside long when you said they tricked me into going to Lion's Roar Ridge and that this was a murder. At that moment, Zhang Laowu's eyes seemed to suddenly shrink, and a look of panic flashed across them."
Fang Yan was holding Xiao Yuzai at the time, and because of the angle she was standing, she was directly in front of Zhang Laowu. Because she was constantly on guard against him, afraid that he might suddenly come over and hit her, she kept a close eye on him and caught that fleeting look in Zhang Laowu's eyes.
“Yes,” Zhang Jizhou was able to catch Zhang Laowu’s look at that moment thanks to his professional alertness. “He was feeling guilty and scared.”
Although Zhang Laowu's panicked look was fleeting, he quickly returned to normal.
But Zhang Jizhou remained certain that what flashed in Zhang Laowu's eyes at that moment was panic caused by a guilty conscience.
Fang Yan also felt that Zhang Laowu was feeling guilty at the time. More accurately, Zhang Laowu suddenly remembered something he had done because of what Zhang Jizhou said, or certain words in his words, and felt guilty and scared.
Anything that makes people feel guilty and afraid is definitely not a good thing.
Perhaps it was because she had watched too many TV dramas and read too many novels, but a terrifying thought suddenly popped into Fang Yan's mind: "Did your mother die a natural death back then?"
Although Zhang Jizhou knew that Zhang Laowu was feeling guilty and scared, he stubbornly refused to think about his mother's death.
Hearing Fang Yan ask this question, his eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to recall, "My mother initially had a cold, and after the cold got better, her cough persisted. She thought it was just the tail end of the cold, so she kept drinking water boiled with honeysuckle."
At that time, Xue Wanxue thought that her cough was caused by internal heat, so she kept boiling water with cooling herbs such as honeysuckle and snake tongue grass, which were readily available in the countryside, and drinking the water.
"Unexpectedly, the more she drank, the worse her condition became. Eventually, she became so weak that she was bedridden and passed away not long after."
Isn't this kind of death similar to the way scoundrels in ancient stories would kill their wives quietly in order to make their wives give way to their concubines, or the way concubines would kill their wives in order to move up in rank?
“Although my guess is unfounded, I still think there might be something fishy about your mother’s death,” Fang Yan couldn’t help but remind him.
As for the basis, she couldn't very well say that it was either her intuition or because she had watched many TV dramas and read ancient romance novels that described it that way, could she?
Then let's just not talk about it.
Zhang Jizhou's face immediately darkened, becoming even darker than the night sky outside.
He frowned as if deep in thought, and then, as if he had thought of something crucial, his already dark and handsome face suddenly turned even more gloomy. "I heard that when my mother married into the family, my maternal grandparents gave her a lot of dowry."
Old Zhang was never one to endure hardship. When he farmed, he would only go to the fields in the early morning or late evening when the weather was not hot.
Moreover, the land that Old Zhang cultivated never exceeded two mu (approximately 0.33 acres).
For a family of three, even if all two acres of land were used to grow rice, it might not be enough to feed them, not to mention other expenses.
Therefore, after their marriage, they lived entirely on Xue Wanxue's dowry.
“After my mother passed away, I never saw her dowry again, and I don’t know how much is left.”
Zhang Jizhou's face was very gloomy. "If there is really something fishy about my mother's death, then Zhang Laowu's motive for harming her was her dowry."
Xue Wanxue was the only daughter of a wealthy landlord. When she married into the family, her dowry was so large that it was the only one of its kind in the surrounding area.
At the time, it was the envy of many.
However, after Xue Wanxue's death, this dowry disappeared without a trace.
Fang Yan felt sorry for Zhang Jizhou. Overnight, she discovered that the father she had supported for more than ten years might not be her biological father.
Then there was the suspicion that there might be something fishy about his mother's death.
As expected, being the male lead isn't so easy.
Unfortunately, she didn't read the novel carefully when she was reading it.
Otherwise, I might be able to help a little today.
"Things need to be done step by step; let's put this matter aside for now."
Just as Fang Yan was shedding a tear of sympathy for Zhang Jizhou, unexpectedly, Zhang Jizhou turned around and told her, "You shouldn't inquire about this matter either."
Inquiring about this matter is different from secretly inquiring about Zhang Jizhou's background.
If Zhang Laowu finds out that Fang Yan is inquiring about the cause of Xue Wanxue's death;
If Xue Wanxue was really secretly killed by Zhang Laowu.
Then Fang Yan will definitely be in danger.
“I know.” Fang Yan had also thought of this.
Cherishing her life, she wouldn't recklessly do anything dangerous without the ability to protect herself and Little Fish's safety.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
While Zhang Jizhou was taking a shower, Fang Yan quickly went into the kitchen and put the cleaned pig intestines and pig heads into three large pots to start braising.
After finishing up in the kitchen, I came out and found Zhang Jizhou squatting in the corner of the yard, washing clothes.
As luck would have it, Fang Yan glanced over and saw him washing his underwear...
An inexplicable blush crept across his face. Having lived two lives, this was the first time a man had ever washed such intimate...clothes for him.
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