It was already dawn when Chen Ye finally waited for Gao Fei and the other man to return: "Sent them off?"
"Well, you didn't sleep all night? Go get some sleep. We'll help you with the farm work. You can just rest at home today."
"Okay, then I'll go back."
She was really sleepy. People with normal sleep and rest schedules cannot stand staying up late. As for subsequent developments, her talkative fourth brother would tell her what she should know without her having to ask.
Chen Ye scratched her messy hair and looked up at the sun in the sky. She had slept for a long time and it was already afternoon.
I yawned and heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?"
"Little sister, it's me."
Chen Ye opened the door of her house in her slippers, and Cen Zixiang closed the door after he came in. This was her cousin, and even if someone saw them in the same yard, no one would say anything.
"Why are you here? Have you finished work?"
"You haven't gotten up yet, haven't you had breakfast or lunch yet?"
Ever since Chen Ye had stored more food, he would eat three meals a day whenever time permitted.
It would have been fine if I hadn't asked this question, but as soon as I did, Chen Ye's stomach started growling: "No, I forgot about it while I was asleep."
"Wait, I'll get you something to eat. Have a snack first. Are there any snacks at home?"
"Yes, you haven't told me why you are here?" Shouldn't this guy still be working in the fields at this time?
"I'll tell you after you finish eating." Cen Zixiang started to cook noodles skillfully. All the men in the Cen family can cook, but the taste is average and their cooking skills are not very good.
After eating a big bowl of noodles, Chen Ye burped: "Tell me, is there something wrong?" It was rare for this man to be so serious.
Cen Zixiang took a look at the front door with some concern before locking it. He then pulled Chen Ye into the main room. The two of them sat on the kang with a small table between them.
Cen Zixiang's expression was extremely serious. This was the first time Chen Ye saw Cen Zixiang, who was always laughing, so serious. She unconsciously straightened her back and looked serious.
What's going on? Did something big happen? Could it be that her stepfather was injured?
"Tell the truth to your fourth brother, do you have a wooden warehouse?" Cen Zixiang stared at Chen Ye closely, waiting for an answer.
Chen Ye's suppressed burp was choked back by this question, and his expression became a little stiff: "Why do you ask that?"
Cen Zixiang tapped Chen Ye's forehead from a distance and said, "You're quite brave. The wound is not the same type as the confiscated handgun."
If he hadn't been following the mop-up girl, he would have been questioned long ago: "You were careless too. There were three muzzle clicks in total, and there was only one bullet missing from that muzzle."
"Ah! What should I do? I won't be arrested for this, will I?" In later generations, possession of firearms would result in a criminal sentence, and she didn't want to cry behind bars.
You were careless... Chen Ye wanted to hit himself twice to show off.
"Where did it come from?" No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out where his little sister got that thing from.
As for suspecting that my sister is a spy or something, that is absolutely impossible. My sister was born and raised here. How could I be so careless in recognizing my relationship with her?
Chen Ye moved his mouth, not knowing where to start.
"Tell me the truth, and let me analyze it for you. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else." She is his own sister, so there is no need to make a big deal out of it.
This era was somewhat chaotic and the order was not so sound. Many old farmers or hunters still had wooden warehouses. Could it be that my little sister picked this up by accident?
But looking at the model of the bullet, it is a new type of wooden pistol, and it should be a very small one. The previous wooden pistol cannot use that kind of bullet.
"Well, okay then..." Chen Ye briefly described the process of obtaining the wooden cang.
Cen Zixiang gave Chen Ye a slap on the head. "You're so brave! You dare to do anything. Who are those people? They are trained spies. If they really find out, will you still be alive?"
Chen Ye shrank back and rubbed her forehead. This guy was really cruel. Now her forehead must be red.
"Hehe, let's agree that you can't tell anyone else about this." She really couldn't bear to part with her small and delicate hand.
"Okay, but you have to hide it well. Can you take it out and show it to Fourth Brother?" Who doesn't like Mu Cang? He likes it more. Even if he is not allowed, he will make one and put it on his body if he is allowed.
"Then wait for me to get it."
I put the wooden warehouse in a secret room when I came back this morning. I was too sleepy to send it in. Now it’s time to get it.
Cen Zixiang fiddled with the small hand-held wooden box in his hand: "This should be a women's hand-held wooden box. You are lucky. Why haven't I seen you wear one when you go up the mountain before?"
"I brought it with me, but I didn't let you find it. Fourth brother, are bullets like this easy to get?"
Cen Zixiang shook his head: "I can't do it, I have to trouble my third uncle for this matter," Your biological father, he didn't say the last three words.
Chen Ye felt somewhat regretful: "Okay, I'll save them for later use. When I run out of bullets, I'll keep them as a collection."
"What's going on with those two guys? How did they find the place with such a clear goal? Is there an insider in the village?"
"Not really. They say a couple from the neighboring village came to visit their parents, and the man was bribed to draw a map for them."
Chen Ye nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Cen Zixiang would tell her what needed to be said without her asking. If he didn't want to say it, it meant he couldn't say it, and she shouldn't make things difficult for Cen Zixiang.
"The autumn harvest is almost over. Do you still want to go hunting in the mountains this year?"
"Go, bring back some more meat to eat. You still have to send it back to the capital, so send more this year." She was not trying to please him, but just wanted to prevent people from saying she was petty.
"I see. Grandpa and grandma will definitely be happy to know. By the way, this is for you. Your third uncle sent it to you."
An envelope was placed on the small table. Chen Ye opened it and saw money and some bills inside. Her stepfather had only been gone for a few days, and he sent the money so soon. When he left, he gave her all the money and bills he had on him.
She didn't refuse, and nodded, giving half to Cen Zixiang: "Half each."
Cen Zixiang confiscated them: "You keep them all, and give them to me when I'm out of money. This is because your family doesn't know you exist yet. If they knew, you would be able to eat delicious food every day without having to lie down for a month."
"How's the investigation going?" Chen Ye didn't continue the topic.
"It's been too long, we need to take our time. We still haven't found out who told Aunt San that Uncle San had died."
At that time, many people who lived in the army nearby had been transferred, not to mention many retired people, making it difficult to investigate.
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