"What could possibly happen to me? It's about the land reclamation. The division commander is in charge of this. I heard some people have already used the backdoor."
"Through the back door?" Song Zhi looked at Zhao Yun in confusion.
"Why are you so stupid at this time? Of course you should go to the commander's house through the back door and give gifts! If you want a better share of land, you should give something." Zhao Yun said as a matter of course.
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"Don't be reluctant. Having the land closer and better is better than anything else." Seeing that Song Zhi didn't say anything, Zhao Yun continued to lobby.
"Aunt, are you planning to send it off?" Song Zhi asked tentatively.
"Of course. I thought we should go together and prepare something. It would look better if both of us prepared something of the same value." After all, their husbands were the regiment commander and the political commissar, so it would look better if the things they both brought were of the same value.
"Aunt, have you discussed this matter with Captain Qin?" Song Zhi thought for a moment and asked tentatively again.
She actually didn't approve of doing this. The army was different from other places. Although it also needed personal connections, it was not as serious as giving gifts. Moreover, the army was a place with strict discipline. If this matter was not handled properly, it would be like slapping a horse on the buttocks.
"Why would we even need to discuss this with him? He's always been clueless and doesn't understand these interpersonal relationships. By the time he thinks about it, it'll be too late."
Song Zhi understood that this meant there was no room for negotiation.
"Aunt, you'd better go back and ask Captain Qin. Although it's normal for us as family members to worry about the situation of these people, they are the ones who go to work after all. They know best what their leaders are like. Even if you want to give them gifts, you should ask them what they like so that the gifts will be valuable." Song Zhi could only ask her to go back to discuss it with Captain Qin in a roundabout way. After all, this kind of private gift-giving is a serious disciplinary issue, and the person to be given the gift is the highest-ranking officer in the army, so it is better to be cautious.
Even though Commander Li, as a leader, doesn't care about these trivial matters, he definitely has some thoughts in his mind.
"Xiao Song, what you said makes sense. I will go back and ask Commander Lao Qin's family what they like to eat, or what they like. Gifts really have to touch people's hearts, and it's not just our family that's giving gifts. If we give something ordinary, then there will be no difference to everyone, and the gift will be in vain." Zhao Yun convinced himself and said in agreement.
"Yes, aunt, you should discuss this matter with Captain Qin." Song Zhi reiterated to her, fearing that she would give the gift away secretly again.
At that time, not only will it be difficult for the division commander, but Commander Qin may also be very angry, which would be a waste of time and effort.
When Gu Huaijin returned home in the evening, Song Zhi told him about this.
"You did the right thing. The commander also came from a poor rural family and has never liked things like giving gifts. It's enough to just get along with each other normally, and it won't add any psychological burden to the other party." Gu Huaijin said seriously after listening to what Song Zhi said.
"I'm not doing this for your praise. I'm just telling you that it's up to you whether you need a gift or not." Song Zhi was cooking porridge and said nonchalantly.
Gu Huaijin was sitting on a stool picking vegetables. When he heard her say that, he looked up at her, then lowered his head and said, "We can just live an ordinary life. We plant whatever land we are allocated. It all depends on luck."
This meant that it definitely wouldn't be a gift, so Song Zhi didn't continue the topic. He cooked the porridge and then fried a plate of vegetables. After the two of them finished their meal, Gu Huaijin skillfully washed the dishes and boiled water, while Song Zhi continued walking around in the yard to digest his food.
The weather in December is extremely cold, and it is chilly even when you get into the quilt, so Song Zhi asked Gu Huaijin to take a shower first. After the shower, he could warm the quilt so that he would not be too cold when he slept.
In the middle of the night, Gu Huaijin suddenly felt something was wrong and called out softly, "Song Zhi." But Song Zhi didn't respond at all.
Gu Huaijin quickly turned on the light and looked at Song Zhi who was sleeping beside him. His face was pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He was holding his stomach and groaning in pain.
Gu Huaijin had an anxious look on his face and tried to wake her up, "Song Zhi, wake up quickly, Song Zhi."
Song Zhi opened her eyes drowsily, looking at the handsome face that was enlarged in front of her. She felt unconscious and could only feel her stomach aching. The pain made her curl up but could not get relief.
After several minutes, she regained consciousness. She stood up with some difficulty and looked at the blood on the bed sheet. She felt dizzy. Gu Huaijin also saw it. "Why is there so much blood?"
As he said that, he was about to pick up Song Zhi and prepare to go to the infirmary first.
"What are you doing? Put me down." Seeing him pick him up, Song Zhi became even more confused.
"Let's go to the infirmary to see how serious it is. We'll go to the hospital early tomorrow morning." Gu Huaijin's face was already anxious, and his words were barely understood. He stood up and put on his shoes, his steps staggering, and he was visibly panicked.
"You... idiot, you're having your period!" Song Zhi was so shocked by his behavior and words that he was speechless. A grown man in his twenties or thirties didn't even know about his period. It was unclear whether to call him a fool or a pure-hearted person.
The original owner's period had always been irregular, and the cold was made even worse by falling into the water. It was obvious from the fact that her period had only come now since she came here that it had been delayed for a long time.
When she was in modern times, her period was not regular, so she didn't pay much attention when it came. In the blink of an eye, it was almost two months before her period came. It was indeed a bit too irregular.
"Aunt?"
Seeing him looking at him with a questioning expression, he knew that this was another blind spot in his knowledge. Song Zhicai remembered that he couldn't call it "menstruation" at this time, so he held his belly and corrected it, "Menstruation, menstruation! You fool." I really don't know how he grew up like this, but he didn't even understand what women's menstruation was. He had a headache and didn't want to talk.
When Gu Huaijin heard the word "menstruation", his anxious expression turned into helplessness and his face turned red visibly. He knew what menstruation was. Women would have their period for a few days every month.
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