After sending the telegram from a secluded spot, an older man emerged.
He started shouting as he pedaled his tricycle.
"Sharpening scissors and knives."
At night, the man went to a state-run bathhouse to take a bath.
He met Lu Chenggong, who was soaking in the pool.
"Sent?"
"Sent, and the reply has been saved."
"I understand. I won't contact you. Just continue with your work, but be discreet. The Communist Party is cracking down hard."
"Understood."
Yu Huimin had just finished meeting with Lu Chenggong that day and returned home to find her husband had already come back.
Li Zhenhua, who was reading a newspaper on the sofa, glanced over.
"Where did you go? I haven't seen you for so long."
"I went to look for seafood, thinking you might come back, so I made it for you. Unfortunately, I had no luck and couldn't find any in several places."
Hearing that it was for his own benefit, Li Zhenhua's lips curled into a smile.
"I don't crave these kinds of culinary delights. Home-cooked meals are fine. Thank you for your hard work."
If it were before Lu Chenggong appeared, Yu Huimin would have been overjoyed if Li Zhenhua had suddenly given her such a kind look. But now, looking at her husband's face, she felt an indescribable annoyance and couldn't help but start comparing him to Lu Chenggong in every way.
That evening, Li Zhenhua, who hadn't been home for a long time, suddenly felt aroused, but when he tried to do something, his wife dodged him.
"Old Li, I'm not feeling well."
To be honest, this was the first time he had been rejected. Although Li Zhenhua was a little surprised, he was not so inhuman as to want to do something when his wife was not feeling well. After asking if she was alright, he went to sleep.
Yu Huimin, however, with her back to her husband, began to miss someone else.
In fact, once you have an idea, signs of it will appear.
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