Jiang Qiao noticed the change in Gu Zhixuan's expression and patted his hand. Although she didn't say anything, her actions were a way of comforting and encouraging her older brother.
The next step was a group discussion on what to do next and how to arrange personnel.
As the target of assassination, Jiang Qiao obviously cannot directly contact those people, not even follow them. They might already have photos of her, and if she shows her face, she will be exposed. However, Gu Zhixuan can, and Zhao Jian can take him along, so the two of them can take turns.
Jiang Qiao was frustrated. "Why can't I? I can go and follow Jiang Mei's man."
Zhao Jian shook his head in disagreement, "You're kidding me. I'm starting to suspect that Jiang Mei's old man is probably their intelligence agent."
Don't be skeptical. That guy's background is all about street life. He's dealt with all sorts of people. He'd help out and get a kickback. Why wouldn't he do it?
If something goes wrong, these people are cunning; they'll just say, "I don't know," or "I was deceived," and that'll be the end of it.
Jiang Qiao snorted, "This time, this old man won't be able to escape. He's audacious enough to help enemy agents. We'll treat him as their accomplice. If we don't beat him into submission, he'll still cause trouble even after he's released from prison."
Song Zhi smiled and said, "If you feel like you have nothing better to do, you can help out in between. If anyone needs manpower, you can disguise yourself and fill in, but you can't show your real face. Don't forget, you're their target right now."
After the discussion, Yang Yunqi left first, and Jiang Qiao chatted with them for a few words before following Gu Zhixuan back to their rooms to rest.
Entering the space again and looking at the lush green grass, Jiang Qiao felt envious. She would have to bring in some chickens, ducks, and even pigs to raise. Pigs raised by themselves would eat much better, and the taste of domestic pigs and wild boars is completely different.
As she thought about it, she started to miss her father. If Gu Zhengfeng were here now, she could bring him in to visit. But she didn't know if other people could come in.
To be honest, even though this thing belongs to her, she is still in the passive stage of learning about the space.
Sitting on the ground, eating fruit, he marked the relationships between these people on a piece of paper, pondering a question: What exactly was that woman doing here? Was it simply to infiltrate, or did she have some other purpose?
However, considering that the woman's identity still needed to be confirmed, she sighed again, thinking about how frustrated she was. She just wanted to live a quiet life, but now one after another, they all jumped out to oppose her. If she were alone, she wouldn't have to be so hesitant.
Feeling irritable, she first watered all the plants in the field, then, exhausted, went straight to sleep.
The next day, everyone was busy with their own things, and she was the only one with nothing to do. Feeling really bored, she dressed up a bit and strolled out.
Once she got to the street, she could already feel the strong festive atmosphere of the New Year. Wherever there were vendors, there were elderly men and women as well as some women.
Jiang Qiao was going to Xu Mingdong's mother's house. It was said that the two families lived very close to each other. She took a car there according to the address. When she was almost there, she found a secluded spot, put her cotton-padded coat inside out, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and then took out a basket of things.
Looking at her now, she's nothing like the city girl she used to be. Her red floral cotton-padded jacket is patched up, and she's wearing a green scarf—she looks every bit the country girl.
As she walked, Jiang Qiao surveyed the surrounding terrain. Following the address given by Yang Yunqi, she found Xu Mingdong's family home.
Of course, at this moment, she didn't dare to go up rashly, but instead knocked on the door of her neighbor's house next door.
A woman with sleepy eyes emerged; she looked to be around forty years old.
Presumably because her sleep had been disturbed, the woman's tone was far from friendly: "Who are you? What do you want?"
Jiang Qiao said apologetically, "Auntie, I'm sorry, but I wanted to ask if your family is the only one living in this courtyard? This is the address my uncle gave us."
"Your cousin? Are you kidding me? This is my house, I don't have any cousins here."
As the woman spoke, she suddenly remembered what had happened and looked at Jiang Qiao with a sympathetic expression.
Judging from the girl's clothes, she's obviously a poor relative from the countryside. The address they gave her was probably just to fool them, probably because they were afraid that a poor relative would come and they wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Young lady, you've come to the wrong person. I don't have any uncle here."
Just as the woman was about to close the door, Jiang Qiao blocked it. "Auntie, don't worry. Look, I was planning to visit some relatives. You know, I brought so many things with me; I can't possibly take them all back with me—"
Sigh, never mind, Auntie. I have some things here. Take a look and see if your family needs them. I can exchange them for some money so I don't have to take them back with me.
"It wasn't easy for me to make this long trip, so I had to at least scrape together the travel expenses. I was hoping to borrow some money from relatives to pay off my debts, but it seems that's out of the question."
The woman initially didn't take Jiang Qiao seriously; what good things could a country girl possibly bring?
However, when she saw Jiang Qiao take a bunch of green vegetables out of the basket, the woman's eyes widened. She thought to herself, "You can't judge a book by its cover. This little girl may not be dressed very well, but the things she takes out are so appealing."
How much do you plan to sell this for?
Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Auntie, I haven't been able to borrow any money, so I have to make up for it with this. It's two cents a bunch. Look at my greens, they're different from the ones sold outside, so fresh and tender, just cut this morning. If you don't like greens, I also have some eggs here—"
The woman was stunned by what Jiang Qiao had in his basket. Not only did it contain her favorite vegetables, but it also contained eggs. Although the price was a bit high, it was still within an acceptable range. The problem was that there were no such things sold outside.
"Little girl, do you grow this at home?"
Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "No, our team has greenhouses. Every household here is learning to grow some at home. In the countryside, there's plenty of firewood. The more fires we burn, the warmer the vegetables will grow. At least we can have some vegetables for the New Year. Auntie, why don't you have some?"
The woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young lady, look, you have so many things, my family can't possibly buy all of them. How about I ask my neighbor to come and buy them? Could you give me a discount then?"
Jiang Qiao hadn't expected the woman to be so understanding. "Sure, why not? I should thank you, Auntie, this way I won't have to go through all that trouble—"
The woman was afraid that Jiang Qiao would sell out everything, so she picked out what she wanted first. Jiang Qiao didn't care and directly took the eggs, giving away the bunch of chives as a gift.
The woman was overjoyed; she got a bunch of chives for free—she'd really gotten a great deal.
"Come on, let me take you next door. Our neighbor is an old lady. She's particular about food, so she'll definitely like the things you brought."
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