"Okay. Do you have anything you like to drink?" Qin Zheng asked.
"As for me, I can drink anything. I'm not picky." Ruan Mianmian really didn't have any special hobbies in this regard.
She is actually OK as long as she can eat and drink.
"I'm full. There's still a wall near the window in your room that hasn't been swept yet. I'll go and sweep it." Qin Zheng put down his bowl and prepared to wash it before going. But he was stopped by Ruan Mianmian.
"I'll do it, you go sweep the roof." "How can I let him do it all the time? It's better to do this kind of small thing yourself."
"Okay. I'll go then." Qin Zheng said and went into the room. He first moved the bed sheet to another place, then moved the chair to the side of the window, stood on it, and started cleaning.
The house is an old-style structure with a gabled roof.
There is a large beam in the middle and two smaller beams on each side.
What Qin Zheng is cleaning now is a small beam by the side.
In fact, cleaning is very simple. Just put the feather duster in and sweep down the dust.
However, when Qin Zheng reached in for the second time, the feather duster seemed to be caught on something and he could not pull it out.
"Aruan, Aruan, come here!" Qin Zhengchao shouted twice outside.
Ruan Mianmian was suspicious when she heard the call, but she put down the work in her hands, dried her hands, and walked into the house.
"Ah Ruan, please pass me another stool."
Qin Zheng pointed to the small bench in the room and said.
Ruan Mianmian handed over the stool and asked, "What's wrong?!"
"There's something up there that's got the feather duster caught on it. Let me try to raise it a little higher."
A feather duster is made of processed chicken feathers tied together layer by layer with thin ropes. If you pull it violently, it may be torn apart.
"Then you should be careful and watch your step." There is a stool stacked on top of the chair. If someone stands on it, it is really dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall down.
"Yes, I will be careful." Qin Zheng did not take this height seriously, but A Ruan's concern for him made him feel very comfortable.
Ruan Mianmian held the stool with both hands, trying her best to hold it steady.
Qin Zheng went up very skillfully and soon found the place to hang the feather duster.
It was a small wooden spike protruding from the outermost beam.
Qin Zheng carefully untied the hook and threw the feather duster down.
Just as he was about to come down, he suddenly discovered that the small wooden thorn seemed a little different.
"Aruan, hand me the knife," Qin Zheng said from above.
"Okay, I'll get it. Be careful."
As she said that, Ruan Mianmian ran to the kitchen, took out the small knife she usually used to peel fruit, and handed it to Qin Zheng.
After Qin Zheng got the knife, he carefully picked out the small wooden splinter.
As a result, a small gap was seen on the beam.
Qin Zheng used a small knife to carefully pick open the small gap.
A gap immediately appeared on the beam, and inside it was a package tightly wrapped in oilcloth.
Qin Zheng took it out, and then installed the part that had been opened before. Finally, he slowly came down from above.
"What is this?!" Looking at the tightly packed package, Ruan Mianmian had an idea.
There shouldn’t be any gold or silver in here.
In the past, when there were big campaigns, many people would hide their valuable gold and silver items at home.
It turns out that this house belonged to the blind grandma. Could this be something that the blind grandma hid?
However, she quickly denied her thoughts.
This blind old lady's eyesight is so poor, how could she be able to hide things on the beam?
"I don't know what's in here, but it looks like it has been hidden for a long time. The place where the things were hidden was tight. It must have been too long, and the wood of the beam has naturally cracked. Maybe a mouse or something crawled on it, and their claws grabbed some small wooden thorns. If the feather duster hadn't been caught, no one would have noticed it." Qin Zheng put the things on the table. He didn't rush to open it.
"This should be something from the blind mother-in-law's house, but I don't know what it is."
Since the house was built, only the blind grandma's family and Ruan Mianmian have lived in it.
"Open it and take a look?" Ruan Mianmian was still quite curious. It was hidden so secretly, and she didn't know what was inside.
She was just purely curious and had no greed for what was inside.
"Okay, let's open it and take a look." Qin Zheng also thought that he should open it and take a look.
Even if you want to hand it over, you have to know what's inside.
Qin Zheng carefully used a knife to pry open the outermost oil paper bit by bit.
Because it has been so long, the outermost layer of oil paper has stuck together.
Ruan Mianmian watched the whole process and even slowed down her breathing.
The package was wrapped very tightly, even with three layers of oil paper.
After tearing off all the oil paper, I found that it was wrapped in cloth.
After opening the cloth cover, I could see clearly that there was a leather-bound notebook inside.
It is rolled into a barrel shape, with two gold bars wrapped in the space in the middle.
Qin Zheng put the gold bars aside and opened the notebook carefully.
It had been rolled into a barrel shape for a long time, making it very difficult for Qin Zheng to open it.
If I used less force, I couldn't open it at all. If I used more force, I was afraid that the notebook would be damaged. Later, with the help of Ruan Mianmian, I successfully opened the notebook and saw what was written inside.
This is a work notebook. To be more precise, it is a work notebook behind enemy lines.
The person who wrote this notebook is called Jiang Asheng.
Ruan Mianmian tried to recall, but she really couldn't remember what the blind mother-in-law's name was.
It seemed that ever since she could remember, everyone had called her "blind old lady" and she really didn't know her last name.
What is the relationship between Jiang Asheng, who is writing notes, and her?
Ruan Mianmian and Qin Zheng flipped through the notes page by page.
The more I look at it, the heavier my mood becomes.
It turns out that this man named Jiang Asheng was a spy lurking among the enemy during the Anti-Japanese War.
He used his identity to reveal enemy intelligence to our officers and soldiers time and time again.
Because of his intelligence, our comrade won many victories, but the more such victories he won, the greater the danger of being exposed.
The end of this notebook is his last words. He knew he was about to be exposed, so in order not to implicate other comrades, he chose to die together with the enemy.
"This notebook wasn't put there by Jiang Asheng, was it?" Ruan Mianmian looked at Qin Zheng and asked.
If there is time to put down the notebook, then there is still a chance to escape directly, right? !
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