Chapter 51: Beaten by Brother?
“That’s great…that’s great!”
Shen Lingning murmured to himself, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
The stone tablet alone isn't enough! She needs more evidence!
This boundary marker is only half, what's behind the word "界"?
Where is the other half of the boundary marker? How large is the entire boundary marker? Where are the archives of the military reclamation?
These are the keys to convincing the base and enabling her to successfully contract the mountain to grow tea!
Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and she began to search carefully in the small space, not missing any piece of rubble or any corner.
Could the other half of the boundary marker be nearby?
Or...buried deeper?
"Da Mao, Hu Zi, help your aunt look carefully again! See if there are any other stone fragments with words like this around! We want any stone with words on it!"
Shen Lingning's voice carried an unquestionable urgency and strength.
The two children immediately opened their eyes wide like little scouts who had received an important mission, and began to search in the corners covered with vines and piles of rubble.
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In the office of Jiang Weimin, deputy director of the Logistics Department, the air was like solidified glue.
A half-broken stone tablet, covered in wet mud and moss, weighed heavily on his desk and on his throbbing temples.
Jiang Weimin had a gloomy face, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, like a poisonous snake sizing its prey, scanning from Shen Lingning's calm face to Fubao, who was babbling in her arms.
This woman is younger than his sister Jiang Weiyi. She is extremely beautiful, but her mind... is too wild!
Baoshan?
Growing tea?
Did she think this was a play?
How could a little girl like her get involved in such a sensitive matter involving land and assets?!
Jiang Weimin sneered in his heart.
Just because you are beautiful you use your beauty to talk, do you really want to do something?
"Bang!"
He slammed the enamel teacup in his hand heavily on the table, causing the lid to buzz.
He forced a forced smile, his voice icy, "Mr. Zhou Weiguo, can you please just be quiet? A woman growing tea?
Ha! What a joke! If you have that much energy, why not go home and breastfeed your child?
Don't think about all sorts of things all day long, it's useless!"
He glanced at the half-broken boundary marker with disdain: "This broken stone? It's been thrown in the cave for many years. It's already become waste!
What does that mean? Do you still treat me like a treasure?"
Shen Lingning's chest was boiling with anger, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he maintained the last bit of restraint on his face and argued: "Deputy Director Jiang, this is not a broken stone, it is a witness of history!
This is proof of the Model Workers' Corps' reclamation of the tea mountains! My proposal to restore military reclamation production is to carry on the revolutionary tradition, to continue the revolution with the old squad leader's hoe! How can this be called "occupying the mountaintop"?
This is to carry forward the glorious tradition of the army and generate income for the collective!"
"Stop putting the blame on me!"
Jiang Weimin interrupted impatiently with a wave of his hand, his voice suddenly rising with unquestionable authority: "Tradition? Traditions must also follow rules! There is no document from higher authorities allowing military families to engage in this kind of production! I say no, it's no!"
Hurry up and grab your broken stone and your baby and do what you need to do!
Don't waste my time here!"
His eyes were sinister, with a naked sense of driving away.
Just as Jiang Weimin waved his hand to drive him away and leaned forward slightly, the drawer of the desk slid open a gap due to the vibration!
Shen Lingning's fingers holding Fubao moved slightly, almost imperceptibly.
The highly concentrated thoughts were like invisible threads, instantly penetrating into the gap!
A thick account book with the corners wrapped in brown paper disappeared silently!
The whole process was silent, without even a trace of wind.
Jiang Weimin was completely unaware of this; he was immersed in the anger of having his "authority" challenged.
Shen Lingning scanned Jiang Weimin's office as soon as he entered it. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Who would scan around so disgustingly with his eyes?
Shen Lingning knew that it was useless to argue any further, so he suppressed the surging blood and energy and didn't say another word.
She looked at Jiang Weimin deeply, her eyes were terrifyingly calm, then she bent down, picked up the heavy half of the boundary marker with great effort, turned around, straightened her back and walked out of the office.
As soon as I walked to the camp entrance, I ran into Jiang Weiyi, who was dressed up.
Jiang Weiyi had obviously just returned from outside. Seeing Shen Lingning holding the dirty stone, looking dusty and dusty, he immediately seemed to have discovered something rare. He pinched his throat and spoke in a sharp and bright voice, full of undisguised mockery:
"Hey! Isn't this our comrade Shen who always wanted to be a 'tea plantation owner'? What? He's holding a rotten stone as if it were a treasure? Tsk tsk tsk, he can't get rid of the habits of a peasant wherever he goes!
Do you really think this military compound is your little corner of the countryside in southern Shanxi? Aren't you afraid of dirtying the camp grounds?
She deliberately covered her nose with a handkerchief, as if Shen Lingning had a fishy smell on him.
As soon as Jiang Weiyi came back, he heard about Shen Lingning's puzzling behavior, and used it to mock her!
Shen Lingning didn't stop, didn't even give her a glance, and walked straight past her with the boundary marker in his arms, leaving behind only a silent and stubborn back.
"Bitch, stinking bitch! Sooner or later I will drive you away from Zhou Weiguo!"
This complete indifference embarrassed Jiang Weiyi more than any counterattack, and she stomped her feet in anger.
Jiang Weiyi stomped his feet into his brother's office in the logistics department, pushed the door open, and muttered, "Brother, that bitch Shen Lingning, Zhou Weiguo is not here, her identity is unknown, can't you just withhold her supplies and let her and her little bastard starve for two days!"
When I walked in, I saw Jiang Weimin in the office irritably opening the drawer to look for cigarettes, but his hand touched nothing!
He suddenly lowered his head - the key account book in the drawer that recorded the details of the disposal of "scrapped equipment" was missing!
Jiang Weimin was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, his face turning pale as paper.
Without bothering to respond to his sister's words, he frantically searched in the drawer.
"What's going on?!"
He was clearly watching it just now!
Could it be... Shen Lingning? !
impossible!
She didn't even come near the table!
Who is it?
A great panic seized him.
Seeing his brother's panic, Jiang Weiyi was so frightened that he held onto the desk and shouted, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Weimin, who usually doted on his sister, became even more flustered when he heard her yelling. Without thinking, he slapped Jiang Weiyi in the face. "Pa!"
He slapped Jiang Weiyi hard on the face, and his ears instantly became quiet!
Jiang Weiyi covered half of her face, unable to recover for a long time. She couldn't believe it. Her brother actually hit her?!
Jiang Weiyi, realizing this, screamed in astonishment: "Ah ...
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