Chapter 146 I Like It Even More
Zhou Xiye looked serious and was thinking very carefully.
He always acted within the rules, being meticulous and cautious. Therefore, he couldn't figure out Jiang Zhizhi's unconventional personality.
Seeing Zhou Xiye's focused expression, Jiang Zhizhi couldn't help but giggle. She pushed back her chair, squatted down in front of Zhou Xiye, and held his hand: "Look, if I get angry, you have to come and coax me right away. Of course, if you get angry, I'll come and coax you right away too."
"We shouldn't let arguments drag on for too long as they don't violate our morals and principles."
Zhou Xiye's brows relaxed. So that was the reason. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Okay, I'll coax you the first thing when you're angry from now on."
Jiang Zhizhi laughed: "Can't you just promise not to make your wife angry in the future?"
After saying that, she blushed with embarrassment.
Zhou Xiye looked down at Jiang Zhizhi, whose face was flushed, and his heart softened again. Ensuring that his wife wouldn't get angry suddenly felt like a sacred mission.
Jiang Zhizhi quickly got up to change the subject: "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come on, I'll take you to the kitchen to see what else we have to eat."
In terms of diet, Fang Hua is a very frugal person. Except for the first meal after they returned, which had both meat and vegetables, the rest of the meals were very bland, and they only ate white noodles or rice for dinner.
I'll also cook two vegetarian dishes, because Zhou Chengzhi will come back for dinner in the evening.
Jiang Zhizhi pushed Zhou Xiye to the kitchen, heated up the leftover shredded potatoes from the evening, and also heated up two steamed buns made of a mixture of cornmeal and wheat flour.
Zhou Xiaochuan waited in the room for a long time, wondering if they had finished arguing by now.
I sneaked out downstairs and smelled the aroma of food from the kitchen. I went over to take a look.
Jiang Zhizhi sat beside her older brother eating at a small dining table, while she rested her chin on her hand and smiled at him.
Zhou Xiaochuan was a little upset. He had been hungry upstairs, and his older brother had already eaten but hadn't called him. He went in unhappily and said, "Brother, I haven't eaten dinner either."
Jiang Zhizhi glanced at him but ignored him. There were still some leftover steamed buns in the basket; she could heat them up if she got hungry.
He's 22, but he's still living like a giant baby.
Zhou Xiye looked up at him and said, "There are steamed buns in the basket, and there are also vegetables here."
Zhou Xiaochuan angrily went over, grabbed a cold steamed bun, sat down, and after a few bites, he suddenly stopped being angry and looked at Zhou Xiye: "Brother, can you take me to Yuquan Mountain in a couple of days?"
Zhou Xiye glanced at him: "What are you going to Yuquan Mountain for?"
Zhou Xiaochuan pretended to be serious for a moment: "The little brats in our courtyard have arranged a fight with the empty courtyard because a while ago, those little brats in our courtyard stole the persimmons from the empty courtyard."
They're called little kids, but they're all a bunch of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys.
After school, they would hang out together every day, and they couldn't stand the kids from other compounds, so they would often challenge them to fights.
Zhou Xiye frowned: "How old are you? Still getting into group fights?"
Zhou Xiaochuan took a few bites of his steamed bun and muttered softly, "It wasn't me who started it on purpose. It was those kids from the Air Force Academy who were bullying people. I was just worried that people from our academy would be bullied."
Zhou Xiye gave him a cold look: "You're twenty-two years old, and you don't do anything productive all day. Are you planning to just drift through life? Think about it carefully, what should you do?"
Zhou Xiaochuan fell completely silent. He was assigned to work for the railway, but he felt it was too hard.
He was then assigned to the Coal Bureau, but after two days he found it uninteresting and returned.
After Zhou Chengzhi scolded him, he simply stopped caring about him. Fang Hua, who doted on his youngest son, thought that if he didn't want to work, he didn't have to, since he wasn't the only one in the compound without a job.
So, at twenty-two, I'm still hanging out with a bunch of seventeen- or eighteen-year-old kids.
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The next morning, after breakfast, Zhou Xiye took Jiang Zhizhi to meet Song Dong, who was Chen Limin's son who had married an opera singer. He was a policeman and happened to be in charge of the Dongcheng area.
Song Dong was a few years older than Zhou Xiye. He had transferred from the military to the public security bureau. Although he looked ordinary, he exuded wisdom and maturity.
Zhou Xiye had already spoken to him yesterday, so after Song Dong greeted Jiang Zhizhi, he took them directly to meet those two people.
Having been interrogated all night, the two were now behaving very obediently.
Upon seeing Jiang Zhizhi enter, the two already knew what had happened.
Song Dong sat down with Jiang Zhizhi and Zhou Xiye, and even called over a clerk to take notes.
Then he looked at Jiang Zhizhi and said, "Sister-in-law, ask whatever you want to ask. They wouldn't dare not be honest."
Jiang Zhizhi didn't stand on ceremony: "Who sent you to Qingquan Village to find me? How did you get there? Who gave you the exit permit here?"
The thinner man had already witnessed Song Dong's methods last night, and he answered Jiang Zhizhi's question very decisively: "It's Sun Xiaoyue from your compound. She sent someone to find us and said that someone would help us get letters of introduction and exit permits."
Jiang Zhizhi pressed on, asking, "Who is it?"
The two fell silent. The other man hesitated for a moment, then said, "He came to find us after dark. He wasn't very tall, and his voice was a bit rough. It was too dark that day, so he just gave us the things and left."
The thinner man nodded vigorously: "Yes, we brought flashlights that day, but he wouldn't let us shine them on him. We were busy counting our food coupons and money, so we didn't pay attention to what he looked like."
Jiang Zhizhi then asked, "When did you two meet Sun Xiaoyue?"
Both of them were certain: "Last spring, when we were playing near the compound, she approached us and said that if we could ruin your reputation, she would give us ten yuan a month."
Neither of them had a proper job, and they could easily earn ten yuan, so they readily agreed.
Later, wherever Jiang Zhizhi went, they followed and deliberately struck up a conversation with her.
Jiang Zhizhi and her friends went boating in the park, and they also got a boat and followed her, circling around Jiang Zhizhi and saying some ambiguous things, such as whether she was going out to play again tonight.
Is it because your friend is here that you're ignoring me?
If this happens many times, people will naturally start to believe it.
The two gave a very thorough account, and Jiang Zhizhi listened while glancing at the recorder beside her to see if everything had been written down.
She was even angrier. If she had traveled through time back then, she would have stuffed the two of them into the lake.
However, the original owner was just an eighteen-year-old girl. No matter how spoiled she was in the compound, she wouldn't dare to mess with two men outside the house.
After asking all the questions she wanted to know, Jiang Zhizhi pushed Zhou Xiye out.
Song Dong had seen Jiang Zhizhi when she was a child, but after moving out, he never returned to the compound. However, he had also heard rumors about Jiang Zhizhi.
Unexpectedly, it was all the work of Jiang's newly recognized biological daughter. He was still puzzled: "This isn't very clever. The truth can be found out with a simple investigation."
Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "But no one is looking for the truth, they just want to hear what they want to hear."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Brother Song, could you ask them again which organization stamped the letter of introduction they issued?"
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