"Which member of the Homecoming Corps or the Yellow Dog would wear a patched military uniform? They have to put tea leaves in it by the root. Look at the cigarettes on the table. Are there tree leaves or something else in them?
I've seen so many yellow dogs along the way, and I know their true nature clearly. Don't think I'm young, I've seen a lot.
Besides, I have people giving me lectures, and they teach me things that are not presentable. I have a very clear understanding of these things. I have known who is my own since I was a child.
After saying that, he took out his resident ID card and handed it to the political commissar, asking him to take a look at it.
Jiang Cha had already thought about her fabricated identity on the way. Having a public identity would make her actions more convenient.
So just take it out openly and tell them in advance to avoid misunderstandings in the future.
"This is your resident ID card. Who are you?"
The aunt's flag is in the middle of the little notebook, and the words inside are arrogant and domineering.
Although it looks annoying, to be honest, it is very convenient to have such a certificate.
"My mother knew a Japanese man. They were engaged when they were abroad, but they were forced to break up. Later, my mother gave birth to me prematurely, and the Japanese man always thought I was his child. Coincidentally, we have the same blood type.
For so many years, someone has been teaching me some of their things. With this identity as a cover, it's normal for me to have a resident ID. After delivering the supplies to you this time, I have to rush back to Mingzhu. He left some things for me there.
I figured with my status, it would be appropriate to get some goodies for our own people, so I made a deal. I had the goods but nowhere to send them, and I had caused quite a stir in Shanghai, so I ran out overnight to find the team.
She was telling all sorts of lies, but she couldn't possibly be called a village girl from the old city walls, could she? A village girl spoke the Japanese language fluently, and her martial arts skills were indescribable.
It would be better to mix truth and falsehood from the beginning, and then when she does something in the future, she can blame it on the person who trained her.
This makes more sense. After so many years as a Meichuan, there are things about him that can't be easily changed despite his extravagant lifestyle. Just like Jiang Cha now, he has the aura of a rich kid.
It's become a habit for me to play Meichuan over the years. Daya, who does laundry, cooking, and farming every day in the village, would never be like this.
"Aren't you afraid I'll capture you and torture you? You're so delicate, I doubt you'll be able to withstand a couple of lashes. We'll send someone to get the things. You need to explain your life story in detail.
This is very important. We are very grateful that you have come all the way here to deliver the supplies. However, your background is a bit complicated, so we need to study it before discussing future matters with you.
After you finish writing, go and rest, and then try our food."
After saying that, the political commissar went out to arrange people and prepare a car to pick up the supplies she brought.
"Political Commissar, Political Commissar, please send two more cars over later. There are so many things that the province may not be able to fit them all."
The address was written on a piece of paper, and a simple map was drawn. Thirty miles west of the county town, there was a mass grave.
Death was common these days, and those with a bit of money would buy a thin-skinned coffin for burial, and be lucky to have a straw mat to wrap the remains in. Normally, no one came here, and much of the mess was dug up by stray dogs.
Jiang Cha just rode his electric bike over when he saw that the place was quiet and there was no one around, and took out all the things from the space.
They were neatly arranged and covered tightly with straw mats. For safety reasons, she also hired many scattered parts to help guard the supplies.
I believe that no one would dare to approach that area casually within a day. She had decorated a mass grave like the site of a cult organization.
She explained her background in the house, but let's not talk about that for now. A team of people sent down from the mountain came to the place where she had stored the supplies under cover of darkness.
"Here we are, here we are, right in front. Good boy, this kid is really smart. Leaving something here is absolutely amazing. Look at this dark forest, and there are ghost lights floating on the graves in the distance from time to time.
Most people wouldn't dare come here, no wonder he's not afraid of having his things stolen. To be honest, if there weren't so many of us, I would—also—Oh my god!"
"Fuck!"
"Ghost!"
"Mom!"
"Go away, monsters! Go away, monsters!"
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