Wang Jingtao took the file handed to him and began to read it in front of Liu Chunyang.
Soon, the message paused briefly in the "former name" field.
Finally, my attention fell on the other person's ancestral home!
Xiangnan, Loushi, Fengxian, Taohua Town, Gaotang Brigade, Group 1.
Wang Jingtao wrote down the address, glanced at it briefly, and then returned the file to Liu Chunyang.
"Alright, thank you for your help, Uncle Liu!"
Liu Chunyang was a little curious about Wang Jingtao's actions, but he didn't ask directly.
He tentatively replied, "Of course, of course, as long as it doesn't delay your mission!"
Wang Jingtao looked at Liu Chunyang with a half-smile, without giving a direct answer, "Alright, Uncle, I'm leaving now. If you run into Xiaoming, please tell him."
"You're leaving already? Won't you stay a little longer?"
"I won't sit down, thank you for the tea!" Wang Jingtao waved his hand with his back to Liu Chunyang and strode away.
On the other side, Li Ruide stood with his hands behind his back by the endless floor-to-ceiling window, frowning as if he were thinking about something.
"Knock knock knock~"
"Commander!"
"Come in!"
Zhao Dong pushed open the door and strode in, handing the documents in his hand to Li Ruide.
"Here is the file you requested!"
Li Ruide turned around and took it, "You didn't let anyone else know, did you?"
"No, this is a backup from our General Armaments Department!"
"Okay, I understand. You can go out now!"
"yes!"
Zhao Dong tiptoed out, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.
After Zhao Dong left, Li Ruide opened the file bag and took out the documents inside.
The file bag contained a personal file.
Name: Song Jingzhou.
Former name: Song Yaozu.
Gender: Male
Date of birth: xx year xx month xx day
Family members:
Father: Song xx
Mother: xxx
Ancestral home: Loushi, southern Hunan Province…
Li Ruide carefully reviewed the file several times.
There were no flaws whatsoever.
He has his own biological parents and many sisters; he is a native of southern Hunan.
Even his entire life experience listed on the form was perfectly accurate.
The ages don't match either.
It seems I was just overthinking things.
Li Ruide seemed to have put down a great responsibility, letting out a deep breath.
There are so many similar people in this world; maybe I'm just too nervous.
Even after all these years, he still can't forget that person's arrogant and condescending face in front of him.
His eyes were fixed on me as if I were some filthy ant.
He made it so easy for himself to lose everything, even though they were the closest people in the world to him.
For so many years, every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he could still recall those eyes that looked down on everything.
So cold, arrogant, disdainful, and filled with intense hatred!
It's so similar, it's uncanny!
The moment he saw Song Jingzhou, he was instantly transported back to that time!
Li Ruide put the documents back into the file bag, slowly tightened the rope around them, and placed them in the drawer next to the table.
In an instant, he looked as if he had aged many, many years.
He was not even fifty years old, yet he carried an aura of decay brought on by declining bodily functions.
if.
If he hadn't been blinded by hatred back then, perhaps things would have turned out differently for him and her...
**
As dusk settled, Wang Jingtao lit a cigarette and slowly smoked it in the dimly lit office.
Years of privileged living did not make him lower his guard against his surroundings and the things around him.
Within their circle, he is universally recognized as the most hardworking child of a military officer.
He got to where he is today not just because of the Wang family's influence.
If someone is inherently hopeless and incapable of improvement, no matter how much the Wang family tries to promote them, it won't help. You must understand that in the military, what matters is ability!
Your birth may have some influence on your development, but if you are not strong enough, someone can bring you down in no time. In the military, fairness and justice are valued, and the most common people are those who are not afraid to die.
In the compound, there are many people like him who were born at the top of the pyramid, but he is the only one in the entire circle who has achieved what he has.
Many of his childhood friends didn't understand why Wang Jingtao worked so hard.
Because Wang Jingtao knew from a young age that what the Wang family had given him might one day be taken back.
Only when you become strong will the power in your hands truly belong to you!
He harbored a secret that no one knew.
He already remembers that incident from back then.
His father and mother hid him and the young master in a cave on a rocky reef by the sea, trembling with fear as they listened to the dense gunfire mixed with thunder and rain outside.
They didn't sleep a wink all night. His mother held him tightly in her arms, telling him not to make a sound.
The father held his son close, covered his ears with his hands, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's alright, don't listen, it will pass soon!"
Until the sky above the sea turned a pale white, and sunlight refracted through the thick, colorful clouds, everything calmed down.
Only then did the mother dare to gently move her numb feet and stand up.
"It's alright now, it's all over..."
The mother seemed to be comforting herself as well as everyone else.
The father handed the gold and silver valuables he was carrying on his back to the mother, and slowly stood up, leaning on the rock. "You two wait here. I'll go out and check the situation."
"My lord, my lord!"
The mother anxiously called out to the father, and watching his departing figure, she subconsciously pulled the young master, who was leaning against the rock, into her arms as well.
Just as he was anxiously trying to snuggle into his mother's arms, he heard her scream.
Why is it so hot?
"I have a fever! I have a fever!"
"Yaozu, hurry up and chase after him, call your father back, the young master has a fever."
He was startled and immediately ran out of the cave, but he could no longer see his father.
Following his mother's instructions, he took off his clothes, soaked them in seawater, and repeatedly brought them into the cave to apply a cold compress to the young master.
Sharp stones cut his foot, and his mother's expression grew increasingly anxious.
He saw that the young master's face was as red as a steamed shrimp, his lips were rapidly peeling and cracking, and beads of blood were coming out.
Just as he and his mother were carrying the young master out of the cave, preparing to put him in the seawater to cool him down, they suddenly heard pattering footsteps from the side.
The mother was terrified and immediately dropped the young master she was carrying. She heard a loud thud as the young master's head hit a rock.
Before she could even turn around to look at the young master, his mother grabbed his hand, picked up the bundle of gold and silver valuables from the ground, and hid in a crevice behind the rocks.
He stumbled along with his mother, instinctively looking back.
The young master's head struck the sharp stone, and a large amount of blood gushed out.
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