Chapter 162 It's all about willingness.
Huo Tingzhou stayed at the Military Commission until after 4 a.m. before returning home, ignoring the interrogation and confrontation.
His only responsibility was to verify which items belonged to the Jiang family.
After arriving home, he first moved the dozen or so boxes to the storage room on the basement floor.
Huo Tingzhou had heard about the secret passage in the Jiang family from his third uncle.
He didn't care where the entrance to the secret passage was; he'd let his wife figure it out herself once she woke up.
After moving his things, Huo Tingzhou took a hot shower before quietly lying back down on the bed.
He didn't come back all night, and Jiang Si didn't sleep very well.
Sensing movement beside her, she instinctively turned over.
"What happened? Why did it take you so long to get back?"
Seeing that she was awake, Huo Tingzhou pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back with his right hand.
"It's nothing serious. Director Qi was arrested, and the interrogation and wrangling took a while."
Jiang Si is awake now, but her soul has not yet fully returned to its place.
After a moment's reaction, "Director Qi has been arrested?"
Huo Tingzhou nodded. "Mm."
Jiang Si was surprised for a moment.
She thought Huo Tingzhou went to the Military Commission yesterday to discuss countermeasures with Director Hu.
To my surprise, when I woke up, this person had already been arrested!
If that's the case, she won't be sleepy anymore.
Just as Jiang Si lifted her head from his embrace, preparing to ask for details...
Huo Tingzhou suddenly took a leather briefcase from the bedside table.
The bag doesn't look big, but it's quite heavy when you carry it.
Jiang Si asked instinctively, "What's in here?"
Huo Tingzhou didn't speak, but gestured for her to open it and take a look.
"They're making it sound quite mysterious."
Jiang Si muttered something, then opened it and took a look.
The next second, his eyes widened.
The bag was full of unpaid bills, bundles stacked together.
"Where did this money come from?" Jiang Si looked over in disbelief.
She had previously helped catch two spies, and the total reward for them was only two thousand yuan.
Surely they wouldn't give such a large bonus just for bringing down a Red Committee director?
Huo Tingzhou said, "This money belongs to the Jiang family."
"The Jiang family?"
Jiang Si was even more confused. Wasn't all of the Jiang family's money in her hands?
Huo Tingzhou nodded and explained the origins of the money and the items downstairs.
"He's really good at hiding things."
Jiang Si was silent for a moment after hearing this. She had always thought that the 'big yellow croaker' in the Liu family's courtyard was Shen Xiuwen's last way out.
Unexpectedly, he really did manage to have three burrows.
Jiang Si was even more surprised to learn that Huo Tingzhou hadn't slept all night because of this.
Seeing the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Jiang Si felt a sudden pang of sadness.
It is said that a son-in-law is half a son, and Huo Tingzhou is such a good son-in-law that even she, a proper daughter of the Jiang family, is ashamed of herself.
Huo Tingzhou noticed that she was in a bad mood and immediately comforted her.
"Why did you suddenly feel unwell when you were perfectly fine?"
"I don't feel unwell."
While Jiang Si was being stubborn, she reached out and hugged his neck.
The two were so close that they could almost hear each other breathing.
Looking at his handsome features, Jiang Si took a deep breath. From the moment she met this man, he always did more than he said…
"A-Zhou, thank you."
Saying thank you is too inadequate, but it's what she most wants to say right now.
Huo Tingzhou didn't expect her to suddenly say thank you, and tightened his arms around her waist.
"Honey, we're family, it's too formal to say that."
He paused, then looked down at the scene.
"We're family, there's no need for thanks, it's just a matter of willingness."
"If I have to say thank you, it should be me saying thank you."
"Alright, alright, stop talking."
Jiang Si felt that if they continued talking, it would soon turn into a gratitude meeting.
I glanced at the time; it was almost six o'clock. "Take a nap first, I'll wake you up at 7:30."
The plane was scheduled to take off at 9:15. Security checks in this era were not as complicated as they are in later times, so arriving at the airport half an hour in advance was sufficient.
Huo Tingzhou talked for a while, and actually wasn't so sleepy anymore.
But he had to listen to his wife, so he obediently nodded.
"good."
Seeing this, Jiang Si smiled with satisfaction.
After washing up and going downstairs, I found that my third uncle and Uncle Zhong were busy checking the luggage.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Si couldn't help but recall that a few months ago, they had also squatted in the living room, taking care of her luggage in great detail.
However, last time she was alone.
This time, it was the whole family!
The same journey can evoke completely different feelings depending on the people you travel with.
Looking up, I saw that my third uncle had opened the box and was rummaging through it, looking for something.
Jiang Si asked with a smile, "Third Uncle, what are you looking for? Do you need my help?"
"No need, no need."
Third Uncle waved his hand and turned to ask Uncle Zhong, "Zhong, where did my floral T-shirt go? I remember putting it in this box."
"It's not in that box, is it?"
Uncle Zhong pointed to the one behind Third Uncle, "It seems to be in there."
"Yeah?"
Before Uncle Zhong could answer, Third Uncle said again, "Zhong, can you help me find those pants I bought at the department store a few days ago? Where did you put them?"
That's how the older generation is; they've already packed their bags a few days ago.
As the day of departure approached, I was still filled with all sorts of worries.
That's why Uncle San insisted on opening them one by one to check them.
Looking at the dozen or so large boxes on the ground, Jiang Si felt worried for her third uncle.
She originally thought she was quite a big spender, but compared to her third uncle, she was like a tiny speck in the face of a giant.
Seeing that the two of them were so busy they didn't even have time to talk.
Jiang Si then went straight to the basement level.
It's still early, so she can't just come in and leave immediately.
So Jiang Si opened each box and took a look.
Compared to the previous items that were always made of gold or jade, these few boxes of things are actually quite low-key.
The first few boxes contained medicinal herbs, quite a variety, but the only truly valuable one was ginseng.
Judging by the size, it will be at most around thirty years.
The boxes in the middle are all decorative items, not antiques, just relatively expensive.
The last few boxes were all calligraphy and paintings.
Jiang Si learned this skill, so naturally she could tell the difference between good and bad at a glance.
In other words, these things were just there to make up the numbers.
The purpose is to be on the safe side, so that if anything unexpected happens, we can use these things to shut others up.
Of course, there were also some pleasant surprises.
At the bottom of the box, Jiang Si found a stamp album.
The old man had a hobby of collecting stamps, so most of the stamps in this collection date from the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China period.
Among them are many rare and error stamps.
For Jiang Si, however, the value of the stamps was not important.
The important thing is that these things were left by my grandfather.
After looking at everything, Jiang Si put it all into her spatial storage, while she carefully stored the stamp album in the cabin.
If I count the time, it's been a week since I last entered the space.
Looking at all the things she had stored in her space, Jiang Si couldn't help but sigh.
She only has one mouth, and there's so much food, even if she slept and rolled around in it all day, she still couldn't finish eating it all.
Reselling on the black market is even more impossible.
She has neither a lack of money nor supplies, and besides, she can't bear the hardship of living in constant fear.
Fortunately, these things won't break.
We can only use it up slowly.
After sighing for a while in the space, Jiang Si came out.
Uncle San and Uncle Zhong had already packed their luggage and were busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
Jiang Si wanted Huo Tingzhou to sleep a little longer, so she went upstairs to wake him up after breakfast was served.
After breakfast, the group checked all the doors and windows in the house.
After confirming that there were no problems, I picked up my luggage and went to the airport.
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