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Chapter 232: Chapters 217-223 Who Moved My Chicken_3
"Hello, I am Li Hongjun’s comrade-in-arms. You must be Comrade Shen Yunfang’s uncle," Wu Guoqiang became even more certain that this person was a relative from Li Hongjun’s wife’s side when he heard his surname.
"Yes, yes, yes, I am," Uncle Shen excitedly gripped the telephone.
"Haha, Uncle Shen, Hongjun is currently out participating in exercises and won’t be back for a while, and I wasn’t in the military area yesterday. I only got back today and heard from the soldiers that you were looking for Hongjun. Do you have something you need to discuss? If it’s convenient, can you tell me about it? If it’s a small matter, I’ll see if I can help you out, and if it’s a big issue, I’ll convey the message when Hongjun gets back," Wu Guoqiang said politely.
Uncle Shen on the other end nodded vigorously, then realizing the other party couldn’t see, he repeatedly agreed over the phone, excitedly explaining the family’s situation,
In his heart, Li Hongjun’s comrade-in-arms would surely be as reliable as his own squad, believing that whatever Hongjun could resolve, he could handle just the same.
Wu Guoqiang frowned as he listened to Uncle Shen’s somewhat incoherent description, but eventually understood the gist of the matter. Over the phone, he assured, "Uncle Shen, don’t panic, I will make a call right now."
Upon hearing the assurance, Uncle Shen’s anxiety that he had harbored all night finally dissipated. He was so moved that he became a bit choked up, "Alright, I’ll leave Yunfang’s matter entirely in your hands. May I ask your surname?"
"My surname is Wu. Uncle, I’m going to hang up now; I need to make a call to understand this situation better," said Wu Guoqiang.
"Alright, go ahead, hang up, hang up," Uncle Shen said, nodding and bowing. He only reluctantly hung up the phone after hearing the dial tone, feeling a sudden relief overcoming his body and a renewed sense of vigor.
Meanwhile, Wang Dashuan, after being told by the gatekeeper that he would not divulge the address of Captain Xing’s home, had no choice but to stay with the gatekeeper overnight, preparing to catch someone at the entrance early in the morning. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Around 6:50 a.m., people began to trickle in to start their workday. Wang Dashuan squatted at the entrance, stretching his neck to look out.
When he finally saw Xing Zhonghua riding his bicycle to work, Wang Dashuan nearly stumbled and fell to the ground, his squatting legs numb.
"Xing, Captain Xing..." Fearing that the person would enter and he’d still be unable to find him, he shouted from the top of his lungs.
Xing Zhonghua, hearing the shout, swiftly got off his bicycle and scanned the direction of the noise with vigilant eyes.
By this time, Wang Dashuan had already run over, "Captain Xing, I’m so relieved to have found you."
"You are?" Xing Zhonghua was certain he did not recognize the man, but it seemed the man knew him.
"I am from Gaijiatun, and I am a neighbor to Yunfang," Wang Dashuan quickly explained.
Once Xing Zhonghua understood, he asked, "Hello, what’s the matter?"
"Captain Xing, here’s what happened." Wang Dashuan hastily recounted the events of the previous day.
After listening, Captain Xing frowned, then patted Wang Dashuan on the shoulder. He appreciated the young man’s spirit in braving the wind and rain for a friend. He could tell that the young man had waited for him at the door all night.
"Alright, I am aware of the situation now, and I will go handle it immediately," said Xing Zhonghua, who also had a good impression of Shen Yunfang. Of course, his readiness to help was partly in consideration of Li Hongjun’s face.
Shen Yunfang placed the cold rice brought by Dashuan’s wife into her space and took out a bowl of warm millet porridge from the space, which she drank steaming hot, accompanied by three big buns filled with pork and cabbage.
No sooner had she finished eating when the main door was opened from the outside.
The man with the glasses swaggered into the room, twitching his nose around and sniffing the scent of pork.
"Heh, not bad, the food seems quite good," knowing that someone had just brought her porridge and buns, he licked his lips, not expecting them to be pork-filled.
Shen Yunfang inwardly sneered, likening him to a dog’s nose.
"Alright, now that you’ve eaten your fill and had your drink, come with me, it’s time to take care of proper business," the man with the glasses haughtily lifted his chin,
Shen Yunfang felt that speaking a single word to such a person was a waste, so she silently walked toward the door.
A man stood at the entrance, and the two of them escorted Shen Yunfang one in front and one behind.
After turning a corner, they arrived, and just as Shen Yunfang had settled in, a man entered like a star surrounded by a moon, a middle-aged man with a slight balding head.
The man with the glasses obsequiously said, "Mr. Zhao, please take a seat here," as he pulled out the chair in the middle.
Could this man be Shen Yingxue’s father-in-law?
After the conversation ended.
