"Leader, please take a look. This was given to Han Ming by an inspector this afternoon. The guy didn't dare to open it, so he stuffed it into my hand as soon as I came back."
Jiang Cha handed the small piece of paper in his hand to the boss, and then followed Da Hu and the others to move things.
The important documents that the boss carries with him are all in a suitcase, and he currently has two sets of transmitters and radios at home.
She didn't let them take the glasses when they left. After all, it was not easy for her to get them out. If she could bring the radio out intact, it would be a bit exaggerated.
The odds and ends should be relatively important, and Jiang Cha is just there to make up the numbers. They don't need her at all to move things.
Coming here to help is also to avoid suspicion. The boss is reading the note, and there is no doubt that the content must be very important.
What's the commotion outside?
He dared to come to deliver the message, so it must be something important.
The boss's information must be confidential to her, and sending the information to her also carries risks.
If they are not careful, they will attract the mad-dog puppet troops and Japanese devils. After all, their noses are quite good.
After climbing over the wall, they went up to the bedroom on the second floor. She sat in the living room downstairs picking vegetables and was also responsible for keeping watch.
Han Ming was digging a hole in the yard, preparing to create a vegetable patch next to the garden and plant some vegetables to cover the cellar that Da Hu and his men had dug that morning.
In the morning, Jiang Cha went out to buy boat tickets. Several men whose injuries were not seriously injured could not stay, so they dug a cellar in the garden as a hiding place just in case.
The entrance to the cellar is on the side of the flower bed. The entire flower bed is made of very solid cement and most people would not touch it.
"You're quite good, you can even grow vegetables?"
Hearing the footsteps upstairs, he knew their meeting was over and they were free to move around.
When I went out, I saw Han Ming tidying up the vegetable patch. The soil on the ground was piled up about ten centimeters, and the vegetable seeds were scattered on it, which looked quite realistic.
"I've seen my mother growing onions and coriander at home before. Our place is relatively small, unlike the one-acre yards in the countryside.
It's quite convenient to grow radishes, beans, and cabbage at home. It's not like in the city where you have to buy everything. You finally have a piece of land, but you still plant flowers? They can't even be eaten or drunk, and it's just an eyesore!"
After saying this, he glanced at the flower bed with disdain, the meaning was self-evident.
"No wonder I heard you guys are such a mess. Your master can plant whatever he wants, and you, a servant, dare to give him orders? If you were in my family, I would have kicked you out long ago! And you still dare to complain? You're the kind of person I mean when I say slaves bully their masters!"
Suddenly, a head appeared on the door, muttering and accusing Han Ming.
If Han Ming hadn't winked at her just now, Jiang Cha would have thought he was going crazy.
Planting vegetables was the boss's order. The cellar was right under the vegetable patch, and they placed the exit in the flower bed. This arrangement was also intended to create a surprise.
After all, even if people were to dig a cellar, they would consider doing it next to the house. No one would put the exit in the flower bed right in front of the house.
The outer edge of the flower bed is about 70 centimeters high. When it was first built, there was no cement at the bottom, so it was used as an exit.
Maybe the noise was a bit loud when a few people were working in the morning, so someone passing by discovered him and then hung him on the gate.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Fortunately, it was broad daylight, otherwise it would be quite scary to hear a head suddenly speaking.
"I'm the second person living on this street. I usually like to stroll around the neighborhood when I have nothing to do. Seeing all the noise in your house, I thought there was construction going on! If there's nothing else, I'll just take a look. By the way, why don't you change the front door?
"It turns out your previous landlord might have had mental issues. Our place is so safe. Who else would install an iron gate like him? From a distance, it looks like a prison. I feel so uncomfortable every time I pass by here. For the sake of harmonious neighborhood relations, please change it quickly!"
The man was pointing and talking a lot, and it seemed that he had a deep grudge against the previous owner of her house. He was so busy that he even watched what the neighbors were doing at home.
I don’t know if he’s really being picky or if he’s just taking the opportunity to observe the situation at home.
After all, who would tear down someone else's wall just because their neighbor makes a little noise?
"I'm sorry, I bought this house when I was young because the iron gate was safer. If you feel uncomfortable, don't come here anymore. The house is mine, you can decorate it however you want."
And next time I see you tearing down my front door, don’t blame me for being rude!”
After saying that, he took out another small pistol from his waist and pretended to shoot the man, scaring him so much that he ran away crawling. Even standing on the steps, he could hear the bang outside.
You can imagine how hard the fall was, but I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I might have pretended to fool her.
"How did you know there was someone outside when your back was facing the gate? I didn't even see anyone on the steps. What's wrong with you? Do you have eyes behind the scenes?"
Jiang Cha walked to Han Ming and asked him in a low voice what had happened. He even simulated facing the door with his back and couldn't see anything at all.
"The person upstairs pointed it out to me. He knew it before he even climbed up, so he was talking nonsense. I've never met that person. The second house on this street is said to be a textile factory. How can a big boss have the time to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?"
Han Ming looked outside vigilantly. As he lived there longer and longer, he learned a lot of things; for example, the oldest one among the people upstairs was the leader.
For example, Dahu is a combat hero with great skills. During morning exercise, you can see him practicing boxing with great vigor and power.
Besides the young master, there were only these people hiding in his house. As long as they didn't harm the young master, he would help cover up these people in order to fight the Japanese.
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