"Xiao Jiang, I'm not saying anything bad about them, but you've been hanging out with Lei Zi and the two Zhao brothers all day. Isn't there anyone in their family who can give you something good?
Just looking at the backgrounds of those families, I'm not saying anything, the money they've leaked through your fingers is enough for you to have enough to eat and drink. Why would you run away in the middle of the Lunar New Year? It's so cold, and it's not safe. How would you explain to your parents if something happens to you?
Not knowing his purpose, Jiang Cha just followed his words and said that after a long time, she would know what the purpose was.
"Yes! I had to work hard to get my current job. Lei Zi and Guang Jin have it easy, one works on the railway and the other works in a bank. I can't envy them enough!"
"Don't worry, wait until your Uncle Li is transferred back in the future, and I'll find you a good job, the kind where you can sit in an office and dress up beautifully every day without having to do any work."
Hearing Uncle Li's promise, her eyes twinkled. She looked at the man in front of her with admiration. He had single eyelids and a scar on his face. No doubt! She had been looking at this face since she was a child, so it couldn't be wrong.
I thought, I believe you! If he really has that ability, would your son steal her job? And end up going to the countryside in the northwest? You're such a braggart!
"Then I'll offer tea instead of wine. I wish Uncle Li all the best and hope he'll achieve his goal and make further progress! My niece can also benefit from your help and achieve her freedom to work soon."
After drinking tea, Uncle Li and Mr. Pu went out to do some things, and asked her to have a good rest here. She could ask the aunt in the kitchen to make her whatever she wanted to eat.
Jiang Cha now had time to survey the room. A kang (fired bed), common in northern China, occupied half the room. A drawer chest sat on the floor, a thermos on top, and a radio with its antenna propped up was placed on top of the chest.
The whole house felt exceptionally clean, evidently regularly maintained. This room didn't look like one used to entertain guests; even the most generous owner wouldn't place a radio in a guest room.
These are valuable items, displayed so openly. What level of guest must be able to enjoy pickles here?
She leaned against the wall behind her, thinking carefully. Uncle Li had fought in the war with Father Jiang, so with Father Jiang's experience, there was no way he wouldn't have noticed.
Besides, the team's admission process is very strict, with three generations of family backgrounds and family visits. Impersonation is impossible, but Uncle Li is acting strangely.
It is true that those with the surname Park are of the Korean ethnic group. Their language is almost the same as that of the Kim family across the street. On the contrary, it is the Korean language mixed with too many foreign words.
If Uncle Li had not pretended to be someone else and sneaked into the team, it is very likely that he would have been in great danger.
Even if she was really an imposter, what was their purpose in looking for her? What could a buyer from a steel mill do? Buy things for them?
Or maybe her is not the target at all. He keeps mentioning Lei Zi and the others. Does that mean he intends to use her?
"Why did you fall asleep? Don't you even cover yourself up? Put on your coat and let's go back. How many days off do you have at work?"
She opened her eyes and saw Uncle Li handing her a coat. She took it and put it on, then put on her shoes and followed him out.
"The company doesn't give me any vacation days, and I don't know how long I'll stay. There's no fixed schedule, and I'm never home all day."
She responded to the question verbally, thinking that maybe they hadn't gone far. They were just observing her from somewhere, intending to confirm it further.
"It's really tiring. Go back and get some sleep. I'll take you home tomorrow. Go around the compound more often and hang out with them. Maybe I can find you a good job!"
"Don't mention it! Besides you, who else is truly kind to me? Now I understand that I can't judge someone's kindness by appearances.
They thought it was good for me, so no one gave me any benefits. If you were not so far away, you would definitely think of it for me.
It has to be you! Just like when they adopted me, they hid away when the real thing happened."
The expression of disgust pleased the man and kept testing her. Who wanted to say such a thing?
The hands behind me kept waving, and I kept saying to myself, "No, no, you're lying."
At night in the guesthouse, Jiang Cha didn't dare to make any noise. He could only take out a sheet from his bag and sleep with it half spread out and half covered.
I wore a sweater and trousers when I slept. One reason was that the bedding in the guesthouse was not very clean, and the other was what if someone was watching me secretly?
"How about it?"
"She had some clothes in her bag, some food, and sheets. Is that how you use them? There was also a novel, some money, and tickets."
If Jiang Cha was there, she would have recognized the man who was talking. The man who said she eloped in the car was pretending to be her brother.
"Okay, keep an eye on her. Once I've coaxed her into submission, we'll wait for the intelligence to come to us."
Uncle Li, who looked honest just now, now sat cross-legged with his head held high. He glanced down while speaking, determined not to lower his noble nostrils.
Jiang Cha, who was pretending to be asleep, listened carefully under the quilt. There was no movement outside, but she felt like someone was staring at her.
It was a disgusting feeling she had never felt before, like looking down on an ant.
She knew someone had gone through the bag, the duffel packed, and she was used to the zipper holding the small edge of a piece of clothing.
When she goes out, she is afraid of encountering someone putting something in her bag. No matter what it is, it is dangerous, so she zips her clothes and seems anxious and careless.
In fact, it was a method she had thought about for a long time and had experimented with. Putting hair or incense ash in it would be easy for professionals to find it.
She looked careless and no one would take it to heart.
I don't know how many of them there are, roughly counting the mother and daughter on the train, the man surnamed Pu, and Uncle Li. I don't know how many more there are, but a fox will always show its tail.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
Uncle Li, who was drinking soup, looked at Jiang Cha. How could she not know that breakfast was provided when eating in the guesthouse room? The outrageous thing was kimchi, rice, and bean sprout soup.
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