Chapter 57 The Moon of Yesteryear
Lin Zhishu's fate was quickly decided; he would be secretly executed three days later. Xie Ning knew very well that the biggest reason for this was not Lin Zhishu's betrayal and concealment, but that he knew too much.
As Xie Ning's student, Lin Zhishu, even if not the most outstanding one, still possessed many secrets. When things were going well, these skills were his ladder to success; when things were going badly, the things in his mind became his death warrant.
There were few participants in the meeting, all of whom were high-ranking officials from the arsenal. Xie Ning claimed to be of high status, but in reality, she did not wield much power. Whether she intended it or not, she could not change Lin Zhishu's fate.
When Zhang Mingyuan saw that Xie Ning had abstained from voting, he assumed that Xie Ning wanted to protect his student. Therefore, after the meeting, he specifically sought out Xie Ning to talk in the open hall, mainly to comfort her. After all, Lin Zhishu had been Xie Ning's student for so long, and it was understandable that she was in a bad mood. If she was in a bad mood and it delayed her work, that would be bad.
Xie Ning's mind was still filled with the calculations of the entanglement this morning. Suddenly comforted, she looked at Zhang Mingyuan with a puzzled expression. "Brother Mingyuan, good and evil will eventually have their consequences. That was his own choice. Lin Zhishu is not a child. No, even if he were a child, he would still have to bear the consequences of his actions. I abstained from voting because I did not want to participate in this life-or-death decision. I do not consider myself a judge."
These words left Zhang Mingyuan speechless. Clearly, Xie Ning was more insightful than he had imagined.
Taking advantage of the rare opportunity for conversation, Xie Ning coughed lightly and quietly asked Zhang Mingyuan if there had been any results in the investigation into the interception of that batch of military equipment. He had expected to be met with Zhang Mingyuan's stern face, but unexpectedly, Zhang Mingyuan glanced around and also whispered to Xie Ning...
"The internal investigation is still ongoing, but we have news about the whereabouts of that batch of military equipment. Like the mantis stalking the cicada unaware of the oriole behind, they intercepted our military equipment, but then another group intercepted it. That group sent the military equipment directly to the Northeast."
At this point, Zhang Mingyuan smiled slightly, a rare occurrence. "This news was personally delivered by Commander-in-Chief Feng of the Anti-Japanese Allied Army yesterday. He said that our military equipment has come in very handy, and all four counties in Chahar East have been recovered. I expect that this great feat will be reported in the newspapers in a couple of days."
"This is the first time since the Japanese invasion of Northeast China that the Chinese army has recovered lost territory from the Japanese puppet army. With this as a lesson, I believe that all sectors of society will be even more enthusiastic about the act of donation."
Xie Ning was also very happy. When she went to class that evening, she took a small jar of rice wine brewed by Aunt Liu and planned to share it with Cheng Youmin. What she was sharing was not the wine, but the joy.
Whether Teacher Cheng Youmin finds the rice wine too sweet is another matter.
As Xie Ning passed by the silly boy who was obediently waiting for Yun Ai'ai to get off work, she took out two candies from her pocket and then reached out to pat the boy's round head.
The little boy just opened his round eyes and let me pet him, he was so adorable!
When Yun Ai'ai came out, her face was full of exhaustion. She was on duty today and had spent a long time adjusting the machine. When she saw the silly boy waiting obediently at the door, Yun Ai'ai's heart softened, and she took his hand and was about to walk out.
The simple-minded boy tugged at Yun Ai'ai's clothes and stuffed the peeled candy in his hand into her mouth. "Sister, the candy is sweet. Will it make you feel sweeter if you eat it?"
Adults always say that people who shed tears are suffering inside. If they eat candy, will it taste sweet?
"sweet."
The simple-minded boy smiled. He also wanted to eat the candy, but he wanted to save it for his older sister. Seeing that the road ahead didn't lead to the dormitory, the simple-minded boy hesitated for a moment. "Sister, where are we going?"
"Go to the cafeteria. Didn't you want to eat wontons? I'll make them for you. My wontons taste just like the ones sold on the street."
As the only female student and technician in the factory, and also quite attractive, she had many suitors. However, she had always focused on her studies and ignored them. But it was still easy for her to find out what happened at the wedding banquet and what Lin Zhishu's fate was.
There are always people who, in an attempt to please her, tell her everything she wants to know.
Yun Ai'ai wasn't particularly familiar with Lin Zhishu, but as neighbors, they weren't strangers to each other. When she was little, she always saw Lin Zhishu carrying a cloth bag to school. As the eldest son in the family, Lin Zhishu's parents worked hard from dawn till dusk selling wontons to support his studies. Because his academic performance was quite good, the Lin family cruelly prevented the younger children from going to school and instead made them go out to work to support Lin Zhishu.
After all, their family couldn't afford to support a second one.
Lin Zhishu, who had studied a lot, was unhappy because he felt too much pressure. He felt that if he didn't have a good future after graduation, he wouldn't be able to face his family.
Yun Ai'ai could understand that Lin's mother always boasted about how well Lin Zhishu studied and how successful he would be in the future. Lin's mother was the complete opposite of Yun Ai'ai's parents, so even though their families were in similar circumstances, Yun Ai'ai didn't feel any pressure in life.
She loves reading because reading can make a lot of money. Just thinking about being able to buy her parents a big house and eat white flour, rice, and meat every day fills her with energy. Even if her father wants her to be a woman like the Heroine of Jianhu, she will work hard. But her first goal is to give her family a good life. She knows all too well the hardships her parents have endured.
My mother was so badly injured giving birth to our son that she could barely get out of bed. But when she was in good spirits, she would weave some embroidery for my father to sell. My father had his leg broken by Japanese ronin when he was young, which made him a cripple. Otherwise, how could my father, who was originally a scholar, have ended up writing letters for others to make a living?
Even so, her parents still gave her plenty of love and did not confine her to the old society. Instead, they sent her to a girls' school to learn new ideas.
They lived in two completely different families. Although Yun Ai'ai felt that Lin's parents were already biased enough towards He Zhishu, she could also understand the pressure Lin Zhishu was under. Therefore, when Lin Zhishu met He Nai, who shared the same ideals and could understand and comfort him, Yun Ai'ai was also happy. But why did she lie and say that He Nai had already surrendered when she learned that He Nai was a spy?
She, Yun Ai'ai, will never forgive Lin Zhishu.
Those who died because of Lin Zhishu's cover-up, unable to vent their anger, would only take it out on the Lin family. Therefore, even if Lin Zhishu died, his family would bear the consequences of his actions.
It is far from enough to simply suffer the consequences of one's own actions.
Watching the guard carry the food box inside, Yun Ai'ai held Hanwazi's hand even tighter. Lin Zhishu had always been a sensitive and thoughtful person, but also a coward. She wanted Lin Zhishu to clearly realize his sins, and that they would not end with his death.
Suddenly, I realized it was like knocking a stone; I fully regretted making the wrong choice back then.
Looking at the steaming wontons in front of him, Lin Zhishu's face gradually paled. In just a few days, he, who was not fat to begin with, had become so thin that he could no longer fill out his long robe.
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