After being beaten by Jiang Cha, Ermao huddled by the car door like a punching bag.
"It's so unfair. We grew up together, but why did Uncle Zhao teach you and Goudan? When you were little, you got beaten by him, and now you're grown up, you get beaten by you. Woohoo, it's so hard for me."
Giving this guy a blank look, Jiang Cha said slowly: "Zhou Yu, Zhou Ermao, you're done! My two moves are far inferior to yours. If you bully me again, I'll tell Brother Goudan back in the capital."
"I dare not do this anymore. Please be magnanimous and spare me!"
The two of them tried their best to make all kinds of jokes and say all kinds of irrelevant things, as if this was the only way to dilute the suppressed anger in their hearts.
The scene today was so shocking that I couldn’t imagine what they had to go through in life; and how they had to endure such humiliation after death.
"Let's go back and continue interrogating those spies. We need to wait for the forensic doctor to finish all the identification. As for Du Ping, who was stabbed, we can wait until he stops bleeding before interrogating him."
I followed the car back to the army and went straight to the guesthouse to shower and sleep. After two days of fear and even fighting, now I was lying in bed, humming with happiness.
"Hey, come and eat! Eat and then continue humming."
How did such a naughty person grow up safely? If I couldn't beat him, I would have given him a series of punches.
"The leadership is busy dealing with those spies and also searching for those who have slipped through the net. The police department reported the matter to the Ministry of Public Security, and they're investigating missing and dishonest individuals in various locations, as well as those who have been working out of town for a long time."
You should have a good rest for two days, then return to the capital. Things will be very turbulent in the future, so go back for safety. It was you, Uncle Dong, who told us to say this. We will feel more at ease if you go back, after all, both of the spies were killed by you.
Looking at his serious-looking companions, he knew this was a serious matter. His mission here had already been completed, and he couldn't help with the rest. Now that he was back, they would feel more at ease.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. It doesn't matter where I rest. I just need Uncle Dong to book me a ticket. I can't buy the nearest ticket."
Ermao agreed immediately. He was very happy that Jiangcha could go back so happily. Staying here was always dangerous, and everyone was relieved when he returned.
When Uncle Dong arrived, Jiang Cha was packing up. She'd been dreaming all night, constantly replaying the excavation sites. The sheer force of the bodies lying there jolted her awake.
It's not that it was disgusting or gory, I was just angry. Why didn't I wear a skirt at the scene? I was just worried about being exposed because it was inconvenient to move around.
Who would have thought that at the critical moment they couldn't get their weapons out, and the butcher knife they were used to using was inconvenient, otherwise they would have been stabbed three times and six times.
"This is the soft sleeper ticket I asked someone to buy. It's safer on the road. Inside this pocket are some local specialties like broad beans, twisted dough sticks, and bacon. This lunch box contains stir-fried bacon, dried bamboo shoots, and steamed sausage."
You came all the way here, but I didn't invite you to dinner because your aunt went to her daughter's house to help her with the confinement. I'm afraid that my uncle's cooking skills would make us both need to go to the hospital. Next time you come, you must try the crispy pork made by your aunt. Your father used to love it the most.
He was talking a lot and carrying a lot of things. "You didn't sleep all night, did you?"
"You're such a clever girl, but there's still a lot of work to do. Rest after you're done. We don't have time now!"
"No matter how busy you are, please take care of yourself and eat well. I'll leave after I finish packing and will call you when I get home."
"I have a meeting to attend, so I won't see you off. I'll have Zhou Yu take you to the train station later. Have a safe trip." After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry. Before Jiang Cha closed the door, he turned back and said to her,
"Your knife is very good. It is very useful for self-defense when you go out."
My dear uncle, can we not mention it? They spread rumors that the knife was from the palace's purification room, and she was a direct disciple and had learned it orthodoxly.
Men spread rumors and gossip quickly. If I hadn't woken up early, I wouldn't have heard the man at the guesthouse sharing rumors with others.
Holy crap, who made that up? She's a direct descendant, and she even has a purgatory. Others travel through time with hidden identities and are incredibly cool and awesome, but I just let them get away with it. So cool, huh?
She learned her skills from the technicians on the pig farm, and when she had nothing to do, she would help catch the pigs and feed them medicine. They would also give her some pointers during the operation.
A good technician was turned into the manager of a cleansing room by them. This promotion was quite unexpected.
"Have you packed? I'll take you to the car and check if you've left anything behind." Ermao, Zhou Yu walked out with his luggage.
"Everything is packed up, nothing is left behind."
Jiang Cha followed him into the car. "There are two net bags in the back with things I bought for you and Grandpa. I forgot about it when I got here. You can take them back later. I've almost finished buying things. Save them for when you're hungry."
Ermao drove the car, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "I, your brother, have a share too. You are indeed my half-sister. Just for this, I will take you to eat something new later. I guarantee you won't be able to eat it anywhere else."
The car drove to the riverside, "Get out, get out, there's no way over there, I'll park the car."
The car stopped by the main road and we drove along the small road with ginger tea until we arrived at a house. We could smell an overbearing fragrance before we even entered the door.
Isn't this the hot pot I've been dreaming about? I thought I wouldn't be able to enjoy it this time. Brother Ermao, you're my tapeworm!
'Boss, is there any room left?'
"Business here is very good. We often run out of space or food. This hot pot is completely different from our mutton hot pot. You should try it later."
When the boss said there was still room, I went straight in with my ginger tea. There was an iron pot on a low wooden table, with a small clay stove underneath.
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