Chapter 124 Seeing (Two Chapters Combined)
Jiang Zhizhi was surprised, then left Shang Xingzhou behind and quickly chased after Li Zhiguo: "Political Commissar Li..."
Li Zhiguo couldn't pretend he hadn't heard anything now, so he stopped and pretended to have just noticed: "Xiao Jiang? Oh dear, what are you doing here? Is your injury getting better?"
Ignoring Li Zhiguo's poor acting, Jiang Zhizhi spoke directly: "Political Commissar, I won't ask about Zhou Xiye's current situation, I'll just ask if he went to the new province?"
Li Zhiguo shook his head: "No."
Jiang Zhizhi nodded: "Alright, I have no other questions. Political Commissar Li, you don't need to avoid me when you see me anymore. I won't keep asking you about Zhou Xiye's current situation, where he is, whether he is in danger, and when he can come back."
Li Zhiguo was a little embarrassed. Indeed, many family members would ask when the man would be back whenever he went on a mission.
Is there any danger? Are you injured?
Although we often organize family members to study some confidentiality regulations, as well as the awareness and responsibility of being a military family member.
But I still can't help worrying, and I can't help asking.
Li Zhiguo could understand their feelings, and he would avoid them whenever possible.
Seeing Jiang Zhizhi's frankness, he pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, Zhou Xiye will definitely come back safely."
Shang Xingzhou was quite perceptive. When he saw Jiang Zhizhi chasing after Li Zhiguo, he stood still and waited until Jiang Zhizhi returned before asking, "Is that Captain Zhou's superior? When will he be back?"
Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "I didn't ask. Let's go have breakfast first."
The two had a quick breakfast, and Shang Xingzhou wanted to go to the train station to see if there were any tickets available for their return trip in a few days.
Most importantly, he wanted to visit a hutong (alleyway) near the train station, where he had heard there were some private sales deals, and he wanted to check it out.
Jiang Zhizhi had nothing else to do, so she accompanied Shang Xingzhou to the train station. Along the way, she listened to Shang Xingzhou talk non-stop, learning about how many relatives he had for three generations, what they did, and who had a good relationship with him and who didn't. She knew everything clearly.
The ticket window and waiting room are together. Shang Xingzhou asked about tickets for a week later, but they haven't started selling yet.
Jiang Zhizhi was a little surprised: "You're going to stay for another week?"
Shang Xingzhou said proudly, "My dad agreed. I'll wait another week and see if Captain Zhou can come back. I have to see him."
Jiang Zhizhi felt that Shang Xingzhou was like a later generation of star-struck fans, loving sincerely, passionately, and purely.
Bian Xiaoxiao was sitting with Wang Qinglan in the waiting room when she inadvertently saw Jiang Zhizhi with a young man. The two seemed to have a good relationship, chatting and laughing intimately.
Wang Qinglan naturally saw it too, and snorted coldly: "Shameless!"
After staring at Jiang Zhizhi and Shang Xingzhou for a while, he felt a strange feeling. The two of them standing together looked a bit like siblings.
The thought popped into her head, but she frantically suppressed it.
If they are siblings and both are Bian Suxi's children, then wouldn't that mean that Bian Suxi is not only alive, but living a very good life?
The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became. She felt it was impossible; it must be that she had become obsessed with the idea that Bian Suxi was alive lately.
Bian Xiaoxiao noticed that something was wrong with her mother and reached out to hold her arm: "Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Wang Qinglan waved her hand: "No, I was just thinking about something. By the way, you should keep a low profile lately. Your brother's matter is still unresolved. Also, Zhou Xiye hasn't been around recently, and I have a feeling this matter isn't simple. When you see Zhou Xiye again, ask him about it carefully."
Bian Xiaoxiao was still unwilling: "How could Zhou Xiye have taken a liking to Jiang Zhizhi? She has nothing to offer except for her face."
Wang Qinglan sneered: "This face alone surpasses countless others."
Bian Suxi is another example; her face has brought her countless troubles.
Bian Xiaoxiao retorted, "Zhou Xiye isn't that shallow. He wouldn't like someone with an empty head just because of their looks."
Wang Qinglan chuckled: "Then you still don't understand men enough. They are extremely hypocritical. They say they like intelligent and independent women, but when they see a beautiful woman, they swarm around her like flies."
“Look at those remarried men in the compound. After achieving success, they immediately abandoned their wives from the countryside and found a nice-sounding reason: they need a revolutionary partner to make progress together.”
It stirred up all her bad memories, and when she looked up at Jiang Zhizhi again, she felt even more suffocated.
...
After leaving the train station, Jiang Zhizhi and Shang Xingzhou went to a secluded alley next door.
There were small groups of people inside, carrying bags and walking around, each with a cautious look on their face.
Only when they see their target will they quietly ask, "Do you need tickets?" or "Do you need food?"
If someone wants to buy it, they will quickly find a more secluded place to conduct the transaction.
Jiang Zhizhi looked around and realized that she and Shang Xingzhou probably didn't seem to be looking to buy anything, so no one asked her.
Therefore, the so-called black market does not exist at all. Such transactions are risky and will be severely punished if caught.
This reminded her that Sun Xiaoyue used to make and sell mung bean cakes. How could someone who had been reborn take it for granted that speculation and profiteering could make money?
Thinking of Sun Xiaoyue, Jiang Zhizhi wondered if Sun Xiaoyue knew Shang Xingzhou.
Also, since she was reborn, she must know about the original owner's previous life!
She should go back and ask Sun Xiaoyue about this important matter.
Shang Xingzhou looked around and also found it uninteresting: "I thought it would be like where we are, where I could buy some strange and wonderful things."
Jiang Zhizhi glanced at him and said, "What are you thinking? Even if there are some rare items, do you think anyone in this small place can afford them? And the consequences of catching them would be very serious."
Shang Xingzhou thought about it and agreed. He looked around and said in a very low voice, "Sister, if you ever have the chance to go to Shanghai, I'll show you my collection. I secretly brought them all back. They're all antiques, and even my dad doesn't know about them."
Jiang Zhizhi didn't take it to heart: "Okay."
After leaving the alley and picking up clothes at the mall, Shang Xingzhou suggested treating Jiang Zhizhi to lunch.
Jiang Zhizhi refused, saying, "Don't waste money. I'll go home and make myself something to eat. You can also have something simple to eat, and then go back and rest."
Shang Xingzhou was still obedient, but he insisted on taking Jiang Zhizhi to the gate of the family compound first.
...
The roads in Zheyin Mountain are few and the valleys are deep. It is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and the visibility is low.
Zhou Xiye and Li Zhuo had been in the dense forest for a week, forcing Bian Zhan and his group to the border.
It was late autumn, and the temperature difference between day and night in the mountains was large. There was continuous rain and the cold seemed to seep into one's bones.
Zhou Xiye and Li Zhuo's clothes were almost wet, their lips were dull, their cheeks were thin, and their eyes were bloodshot, but their gazes were still sharp.
Li Zhuo leaned against the cave wall: "How much longer are we going to chase them like this?"
Zhou Xiye silently chewed on a compressed biscuit and glanced at his watch: "It should be finished by nine o'clock tomorrow."
Li Zhuo straightened his clothes: "Are you sure?"
Zhou Xiye swallowed the dry, choking biscuit in his mouth: "I understand border warfare."
Bian Zhan is good in every way, except that he is too arrogant. He never thinks he can be his opponent.
Li Zhuo leaned his head against the rock, closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time. When he heard no sound from Zhou Xiye's side, he opened his eyes and looked at him: "If you can't go back this time, will you have any regrets?"
Zhou Xiye was slightly taken aback: "If we can go back, then we can both go back."
Li Zhuo smiled and said, "Actually, every time I go on a mission, I feel like I might never come back. My regret is that I haven't been able to get married and let my mother hold her grandson."
Zhou Xiye leaned against the stone wall, listening to Li Zhuo's rambling about family matters, but his mind was on Jiang Zhizhi. He unconsciously reached out and touched his upper left pocket, which contained a photo of Jiang Zhizhi and a bullet that had been taken from her body.
He was determined to avenge this wrong sooner or later.
Li Zhuo continued, "My dad died young, and my mom raised the five of us brothers with great difficulty. Every time she asked someone to write to me, she was urging me to find someone and get married quickly, so that she could see my dad after she died and give him some peace of mind..."
Zhou Xiye suddenly sat up straight, raised his hand to signal Li Zhuo to be quiet, and listened carefully to the sounds outside.
A moment later, he made a gesture to Li Zhuo.
Li Zhuo slipped out of the cave entrance silently in an instant, while Zhou Xiye exited from the other side.
They found a hiding place as quickly as possible.
Bian Zhan saw Zhou Xiye emerge from the cave through his binoculars. A smile played on his lips. He hadn't expected Zhou to underestimate him. He gestured to the blond-haired guy who had been following him to hide and find the best sniping spot.
What followed was a long silence, as if the air itself had frozen.
Raindrops fell on the leaves, their pitter-patter sound amplified infinitely in the vast mountain forest.
Occasionally, a few pheasants, soaked by the rain, would let out long cries.
In the endless night, time seemed to stand still.
Zhou Xiye lay motionless in the darkness, his eyes fixed on the opposite side like those of a hawk.
As dawn broke, the people on the other side were clearly getting impatient, and their branches began to sway slightly.
Immediately afterwards, several gunshots shattered the tranquility of the early morning, and birds fluttered past.
Zhou Xiye, Bian Zhan, and Li Zhuo fired their guns almost simultaneously.
...
Jiang Zhizhi hasn't been able to sleep for the past few days. She has read almost all the books Zhou Xiye left at home. After reading them, her heart ached. Now, whether it's weapons and equipment, combat training, or even military supplies, everything is just too bad.
Later, she gained a more intuitive understanding from reading books.
I closed the book, rubbed my dry eyes. I had stayed up all night again. Just as I was about to take a nap, I heard hurried footsteps outside, followed by someone banging on the door: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, hurry! Captain Zhou is injured and is in the hospital right now."
Jiang Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got off the ground, put on her shoes, grabbed her coat, and ran outside.
Li Zhiguo's orderly stood at the entrance.
Jiang Zhizhi didn't even bother to lock the door: "When did you get back? Where are you hurt?"
He ran forward while talking, and the orderly quickly chased after him: "He was brought back early this morning, injured..."
Before he could finish speaking, he discovered that Jiang Zhizhi had already run out of the family compound far ahead of him.
The orderly was stunned, her mouth agape in disbelief. Did she have wheels on her feet? How could she run so fast?
Jiang Zhizhi ran to the hospital in one breath and happened to run into a nurse who recognized her. Seeing her hurried appearance, the nurse quickly said, "Sister-in-law, Captain Zhou is in the third room on the second floor of the inpatient department."
Jiang Zhizhi was stunned, thinking that Zhou Xiye would be in the operating room for emergency treatment.
Since he's in a hospital ward, it means the injury isn't serious.
I breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed, and jogged to the inpatient department.
In the ward, Li Zhiguo and several other leaders were also there, surrounding Zhou Xiye and offering their condolences.
Zhou Xiye had some abrasions on his left shoulder and was shot in the leg, but it was much better than Li Zhiguo had expected.
Li Zhiguo repeatedly said, "It's good that you're back. I've already sent the orderly to call Xiao Jiang over. Now, you can get some rest."
No one asked about the border war, nor would they ask.
Zhou Xiye leaned against the headboard, his face somewhat pale, a result of nutritional deficiencies after pushing his body to its limits.
Jiang Zhizhi was peering inside when Li Zhiguo spotted her and quickly waved her over: "Look, just as we were talking, Xiao Jiang is here. Xiao Jiang, come here quickly. Don't worry, Zhou Xiye only suffered some minor injuries this time, nothing serious."
Jiang Zhizhi longed to hug Zhou Xiye, but she was a little embarrassed in front of so many people. She smiled and nodded to the leaders before going to the bedside.
Her eyes involuntarily swept over Zhou Xiye's body, looking down from his upper body.
Zhou Xiye could guess what Jiang Zhizhi was thinking, and pursed his dry lips: "It's nothing, the injuries are to my arm and leg, nothing serious."
Jiang Zhizhi was relieved and thanked Li Zhiguo again: "Political Commissar Li, thank you for your trouble."
Li Zhiguo laughed and said to the others, "Alright, Zhou Xiye's wife is here, let's go back first and not keep the young couple from talking."
The others comforted Zhou Xiye, telling him to rest and not worry about work.
After everyone left, Jiang Zhizhi quickly went over to close the ward door, then rushed over again, lifted the blanket to check Zhou Xiye's wound.
Zhou Xiye reached out to stop him, but couldn't.
The moment the blanket was pulled back, Jiang Zhizhi stared blankly at a certain spot, her face instantly turning bright red as she quickly pulled the blanket back up, glaring at Zhou Xiye: "You... how could you be such a pervert?"
Zhou Xiye sighed helplessly, his dark skin turning red as he pressed down on the blanket: "...I didn't even have time to stop you."
Jiang Zhizhi felt her face burning: "You can't go without underwear, can you? You..."
Zhou Xiye was silent for a while: "I was injured on the upper side of my thigh. I got off the plane early this morning and went to the hospital. They changed my dressing and re-bandaged me. My underwear hasn't been delivered yet, and the hospital gown they took to me for disposal hasn't been delivered either."
After his wounds were treated, he insisted on returning, so he and Li Zhuo flew back overnight.
After getting off the plane, the wound was examined again. The previous hospital gown was stained with blood, and the new hospital gown was not even the size Zhou Xiye wore, so he had to take his pants to be treated urgently.
He has no clothes to wear right now.
Jiang Zhizhi was still blushing and somewhat incoherent: "Then... how come the hospital doesn't have suitable hospital gowns? This is..."
Zhou Xiye sighed: "This is northern Gansu. Supplies are not usually as plentiful as we think. It's normal to be missing something occasionally."
Jiang Zhizhi cried out, covering her eyes, "No, my eyes are dirty."
Zhou Xiye remained silent, unsure of what to say, when Li Zhuo rushed in with a hospital gown: "Finally found it, Captain Zhou, put it on quickly..."
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