Even though his men, alerted by the situation, were outside the secret room, and even though they were armed with various weapons.
But having experienced war and the life-and-death struggles in the torrent of history, Uncle Liu instinctively felt that the terrifying shadow behind him could take their lives.
The other party even expected him to open the door and let them in.
Just like a hunter anticipating a killing game, longing for the taste of blood, waiting for those who walk right into his trap.
Uncle Liu's lips trembled, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll do whatever you tell me to do."
Upon hearing this, the shadow behind him sighed slowly, seemingly with a hint of regret: "Ah... what a pity."
Uncle Liu dared not utter another sound, and bowed his head tremblingly: "Just give me your orders, and I'll do whatever I can."
This night will be a nightmare for him for a long time to come.
...
When Manhua came out of the county public security bureau, it was already completely dark.
She still felt like she was dreaming.
"Um... can we supply the police station's canteen from now on?" Manhua pinched her arm, wincing in pain.
Ning Yuan chuckled and rubbed her arm, saying, "Don't pinch me, it's true. The section chief who received us from the secretariat just said that we'll send over any mountain produce we have every two weeks."
Actually, they can't send much; it's just enough to supplement and improve the food in the staff canteen.
But this is still a big improvement. If there are enough mountain products, the Guangxian County Public Security Bureau canteen can earn at least a hundred yuan in gross profit per month.
Manhua was overjoyed, clutching the list in her hand: "I'll go back and tell my husband and father-in-law!"
Ning Yuan delivered a bouquet of flowers to Hua Zi's oxcart and saw that it was piled high with bags of fertilizer.
She smiled at Hua Zi with her big, round eyes and said, "Brother Hua Zi, you and Sister Man Hua should go back first. My husband seems to have gone into the city too. I'll go with him to buy some things before we go back."
Manhua was taken aback for a moment, then winked at her and smiled, "Dr. Rong is here too. Okay, then we'll be going now. We won't disturb you two, but you should head back early, it's dangerous on the road."
Ning Yuan was a little embarrassed. She lowered her eyes and waved to her, "It's getting dark, Sister Manhua, Brother Huazi, be careful on the road."
After Manhua and Huazi's oxcart left, Ning Yuan calmly looked around.
Chen Chen watched Ning Yuan stand there, head still, eyes darting around, ears perked up like a wary rabbit.
He watched for a while, puzzled, and then began to imitate Ning Yuan, keeping his head still while his eyes darted around.
Ning Yuan glanced at him sideways: "What are you doing?"
Chen Chen glanced at her sideways and said, "I'm imitating my sister-in-law. What kind of new way is this to exercise your eyes?"
Ning Yuan paused, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm checking to see if Uncle Liu's men are following us, or if they're following Sister Manhua."
Chen Chen stopped glancing sideways and said seriously, "Don't worry, once we leave the police station, no one will be watching us."
With his scout skills, he was quite certain that no one was following him anymore—although he didn't know why Uncle Liu's men had all left.
Ning Yuan was stunned: "Really? Why didn't you say so sooner!"
Chen Chen was puzzled: "But you didn't ask?"
Ning Yuan looked at him with a forced smile: "Then why are you copying my moves? Has your captain ever said you have a kind of beauty that comes from a brainstem deficiency?"
Chen Chen touched the back of his head, not understanding, and wondered, "My brainstem isn't missing, is it?"
Ning Yuan rolled her eyes and turned around: "Let's go, let's go wait for your captain."
These days, if you insult someone without using swear words, they won't understand!
Chen Chen followed Ning Yuan innocently, feeling puzzled. Women are such strange things; they get angry so easily.
Women are all like that, he should just stay a virgin!
When Ning Yuan and Chen Chen arrived at the post office, it was already closed.
There were hardly any people on the streets.
Under the dim streetlights, a handsome and upright figure wearing a liberation cap stood there, his shadow reflected on the wall like a beautiful silhouette painting.
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, then ran over with a smile: "Rong Zhaonan!"
Today's ordeal was so thrilling. Escaping from the crisis and seeing familiar faces filled her with a sense of security.
The man turned his sharply defined profile to look at Ning Yuan and said calmly, "Slow down, or you'll fall flat on your face."
Ning Yuan stopped in her tracks and looked at him: "..."
How come a perfectly normal person has a dog's mouth? Seriously, that dog is dead!
Ning Yuan took a deep breath and decided not to argue with this dog: "Dog, you ate... uh, Rong Zhaonan, have you eaten?"
She made a fortune today, but also encountered so many unpleasant things. She couldn't wait to talk to the dog about it, since she might need his help to guard the house and protect herself in the future.
Rong Zhaonan never imagined that he had become Ning Yuan's dog, watching her run towards him, asking if he had eaten.
He was in a fairly good mood: "Not yet, all the shops around here are closed."
Ning Yuan smiled and patted his shoulder, saying generously, "It's okay, come with me, I'll take you to eat something delicious. It's been many years since you've been to the county town, hasn't it?"
As she spoke, she suddenly looked Rong Zhaonan up and down as if she had discovered something.
Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow: "What are you looking at?"
Ning Yuan smiled and tugged at his sleeve: "Hey, isn't this the work clothes I brought back for you from the city last time? You have a narrow waist and long legs! It looks really good on you!!"
Most work clothes are ready-made, loose and limp, but Rong Zhaonan's outfit is so sharp and tailored that if she hadn't bought it herself, you would have thought it was made of some good quality suit fabric!
She looked at his hat again: "The new Liberation Cap looks good too!"
Wearing a liberation cap gave his fair face a handsome and aloof look.
Although Boss Rong is a dog, he's a beautiful dog!
Her frank and straightforward praise made Rong Zhaonan cough lightly, his fair face slightly flushed with unease: "Yes, Mr. Tang helped me revise it."
In the past, the girls in those compounds would chase after him, and most of them admired his skills and fists.
These days, using the word "good-looking" to describe a man is an insult.
She was the only one so generous and unrestrained in praising his face and body, yet strangely, he didn't find it annoying; in fact, he felt quite comfortable.
Ning Yuan was a little surprised: "Grandpa Tang can alter clothes? I thought it was Grandma Xia who did it."
Altering and making clothes are now essential skills for many women, since ready-made clothes are still expensive, and it's normal for adults to alter clothes they no longer wear for children.
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "There are more men than women who are tailors in Europe. When Tang Lao was studying at Oxford, he learned to make Western suits in a tailor shop in his spare time. Later, when he was a professor in Shanghai, he also opened a Western-style suit shop."
Ning Yuan was taken aback: "You know quite a lot."
Rong Zhaonan acted as if he knew Europe very well, as if he had been abroad before.
But were the older generation of intellectuals really that versatile? They were good at reading, practicing traditional Chinese medicine, and even making Western suits!
She tugged at his sleeve again to look at it: "I knew it, the cut looks a bit like the neat lines of a Zhongshan suit."
It's clearly just ordinary, soft material, yet it's produced such a striking and upright effect. Mr. Tang is amazing!
"Hey, there seems to be a stain on your sleeve, dark red... is it blood?" Ning Yuan suddenly noticed a few dark red stains on the cuff of her sleeve.
Rong Zhaonan paused, then pulled his sleeve back: "No!"
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