Chapter 20



He strode briskly in front of each counter, examining the items inside without making any expression, as serious as if he was doing an inspection.

I walked around for more than ten minutes but couldn't find any place selling sanitary belts.

He felt a little uncomfortable with his stern face, because what he was about to do was too embarrassing. Besides, military dependents he knew would greet him from time to time.

"Captain Han, are you here to buy something today?"

It was quite novel to see him because Han Jingchen seldom came here to buy things.

"Yeah." Han Jingchen nodded in response with a stern face.

No one found it strange. Han Jingchen was usually very serious and no one dared to talk to him much. He felt oppressive all around him here, so he hurriedly bought things and left.

After searching for a long time, he was still fumbling around like a headless fly.

Han Jingchen usually never paid attention to these things, let alone where they were sold. He couldn't find them in the department store, and he had no idea at all, so he became a little anxious.

He didn't even ask Pei Manning if he needed it urgently. If he continued to look for it like this...

In the end, Han Jingchen chose to ask someone.

"Hey, comrade, where is the item that this coupon can be used to buy?" Han Jingchen showed the salesperson a coupon in his hand.

The salesperson looked down and saw a slogan on the ticket: "Work hard and strive to swim" and below it was "One menstrual pad"

She understood immediately, and then suppressed her curiosity and said, "Comrade Han, next door to the store next door, there is a women's product store, which has... everything."

Han Jingchen found the store according to the salesperson's instructions.

The storefront is very narrow, with only a wooden door, giving it a somewhat hidden feel. Inside are things like small vests and shorts.

Han Jingchen only glanced at her, then quickly looked away.

The salesperson inside the house was stunned for a moment when he saw a man walk in.

Usually women come in to buy things, but today I saw a young and handsome officer and thought he had come in the wrong direction. "Hey, comrade, this is a place that sells women's products, you..."

Han Jingchen was already embarrassed, and after being reminded like this, for the first time in his life, he felt at a loss.

He looked serious, not wanting to be noticed, "I'm buying this!"

The salesperson then realized that the man might be buying it for his wife, so she stopped talking and said, "Who cares if he's gay or lesbian? Anyway, she's in charge of collecting the money and the receipt."

"Well, see what you want to buy."

Han Jingchen had sharp eyes and after a quick glance, he saw the mission target.

On the counter in the front, there are pink high-end toilet paper and paper boxes with "sanitary belts" written on them and various patterns painted on them.

He strode up to it, ready to make a quick decision, take out his check and buy the item, when the salesperson spoke again enthusiastically.

"Hey, comrade," probably because it was the first time I saw a man buying something for his wife, I thought he was quite considerate. The salesperson asked, "What size and style do you want? This one is pure rubber, this one is black, and this one is a pair of pure rubber sanitary pants that can be worn all the way..."

"..." Han Jingchen was stumped.

When walking to the store, Han Jingchen was carrying a bulging bag, his face was dark, and he didn't know if he owed Pei Manning in his previous life.

He carried his things and walked quickly to the hospital.

Han Jingchen had just walked to the stairs of the first floor when he heard Jiang Ye's voice behind him.

“Brother Shen, wait, wait for me.”

He stopped, frowned, and turned to look at Jiang Ye who was running up to him in a hurry.

"What's going on? Is there any news from An County?"

Jiang Ye was panting, and after a while he calmed down before nodding: "Yes, Brother Chen, I was just about to tell you about this. Where did you go all afternoon? There was no one in the dormitory, and no one in the office. I looked for you for a long time."

Han Jingchen automatically skipped his question and narrowed his dark eyes: "What did Liao Weiguo say?"

Jiang Ye said, "That's right. Didn't you ask Wei Guo to investigate the fake household registration book and letter of introduction? He went to the Qingxi production team and the textile factory to check."

Before, Pei Manning said that the introduction letter and household registration book were picked up, but Han Jingchen didn't believe it. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

He suspected that the household registration booklet and letter of introduction were forged for her.

Han Jing nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Jiang Ye did not keep the secret any longer: "In the Qingxi production team, the team leader patted his chest and guaranteed that he had never opened such a letter of introduction. No one in the entire production team had ever seen Pei Manning. To be precise, no stranger had entered their production team during this period of time.

However, because of the recent settlement arrangements for educated youth, the brigade office had blank household registration books and letters of introduction, but these things often had a few extra copies for backup, and he didn't know whether there was a shortage or not.

We also checked around textile factories.

The gatekeeper said that a few days ago a female comrade picked up a letter of introduction and a household registration booklet from 깊 at the gate and asked him if they were dropped by someone in their textile factory. He saw that the name on it was Chen Guozhen, and there was no such person in the textile factory. When the female comrade heard that there was no such person, she left 깊.

According to his description, the female comrade was very fair and pretty, and her height, body shape, and facial features were the same as Comrade Pei we knew. It was because the female comrade was so pretty that he remembered this incident so clearly.


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