I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 70 - Meticulously Planned
Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Meticulously Planned?
Chapter 70 -70: Meticulously Planned?
Such a serious and earnest Qiao Qingyu looked both innocent and adorable.
If it were any other day, He Xiuyu would have smiled, but today he was even more solemn than Qiao Qingyu.
He took the matches, examined them over and over, and then sniffed them in front of his nose.
He then asked Qiao Qingyu, with a cold and grave voice, “Do you have any more of these matches?”
Qiao Qingyu hurriedly shook her head, “No, I only received two packs from the base a while ago, and they are all here.”
Sister-in-law Li also interjected, “I’m a bit puzzled, how could these matches explode unless you threw them into a fire…”
But then Sister-in-law Li said with hatred, “Maybe it’s heaven helping those three. If that house hadn’t caught fire, how could Qingyu have escaped with the two children? The more I think about it, the more frightened I become. If anything had happened, even sacrificing my own life wouldn’t be enough to make up for it…”
Having said this, Sister-in-law Li lowered her head and started to wipe her tears. Xiao Hu usually dashed up and down, but today he was kneeling quietly by the kang table, looking repentant.
Xiao Hu didn’t know about his venture into the space, and Rongrong still lacked the ability to talk and communicate.
Nevertheless, He Xiuyu noticed that Rongrong seemed to be starting to grow fond of Qiao Qingyu.
Having not seen her tiny hand stealthily stretching out, she sneakily clutched the corner of Qiao Qingyu’s clothes.
Although Qiao Qingyu noticed He Xuerong’s little movement, she didn’t take it to heart.
First she comforted Sister-in-law Li, then pointing to the matches, she said with certainty, “These matches are definitely problematic.”
She then said thoughtfully, “Fortunately, I didn’t use them. If I had used these, do you think they could have set our house on fire too?”
He Xiuyu felt a jolt in his chest, a palpitation caused by the words “our house.”
He then looked towards Qiao Qingyu with sharp, piercing eyes.
Qiao Qingyu was also gazing back at him intently.
Sister-in-law Li was a bit nervous, and also confused, “I’ve used these matches too, and they were just like the ones before.”
He Xiuyu stood up, put the matches in his satchel, and said in a low voice, “I’m going to Shangpo Village, Sister-in-law Li, I won’t come back tonight, so you and Xiao Hu just stay here. It will be good company for the two of them.”
Sister-in-law Li quickly nodded her head, “Go on Xiao He, be careful on the road.”
Qiao Qingyu eyed his satchel, “I think it’s better not to carry them with you, in case they fall and explode, it could be dangerous.”
“Don’t worry, I will handle it properly,” He Xiuyu’s voice was calm, yet it possessed a reassuring strength.
“By the way, He Xiuyu,” she continued, “Xiao Hu’s incident seems like a coincidence, but sometimes coincidences might be carefully planned. There’s definitely a spy at the base. That mother and son’s accents were odd, not purely from Xichuan; there must be someone at the base working with them inside and out.”
At the same time, Qiao Qingyu turned to Sister-in-law Li, hinting, “Sister-in-law Li, you also need to be careful when Brother Li comes back. I hear there are quite a few beautiful female college students who’ve come to the base, and if any of them are spies trying to turn Brother Li, it could be dangerous. You have to constantly sound the alarm for him.”
Sister-in-law Li was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and her face grew dark.
But she said nothing.
Of course, He Xiuyu knew there was a mole, and this mole was not lacking in ability, having even managed to get hold of his keys.
Qiao Qingyu was right; what seemed like a coincidence could very well have been meticulously planned, or perhaps the opponent was always prepared, watching every move of both him and anyone related to him, ready to strike at any moment.
His eyebrows furrowed, and he emitted a sharp, icy chill.
He whispered a few instructions and then left quickly with the satchel.
At this point, Qiao Qingyu let out a long sigh of relief.
Her venture into the space, the issue of the base’s spy, and the warning to Sister-in-law Li to watch out for Brother Li were pretty much resolved.
All that remained was to see if they had the ability to root out the mole.
…
The torrential rain had poured for three days and nights, and the fierce wind had howled with equal persistence.
Initially, it was believed that the rainfall would nourish the crops and relieve the drought, but because the wind was so strong, most regions in Xichuan were still afflicted by disaster.
Among them, Xiaxi Commune suffered the worst.
In the Satellite Team, half of the families’ houses had collapsed. Although there were no casualties, disaster relief was necessary, as was organizing the leaders of each team to inspect the damage to the crops.
In just a few days, Mr. Qian had lost over a dozen pounds.
He staggered as he walked.
In the dead of night, Mr. Qian even began to entertain superstitious thoughts, questioning whether he should have aspired to do anything at all. Wouldn’t it have been better to continue scraping by, living without credit, as he had done before?
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Right after the rain stopped, early in the morning, he took two officers with him to the Satellite Team to assess the situation. By then, the storm had passed and the skies of Xichuan appeared as clear as sapphires.
Yet Mr. Qian’s face was overcast, and his mood far from beautiful.
The prospects of the 3,800 mu of Heavenly Silk Hemp and whether it had survived were uncertain, as the assessors had not yet returned. But he felt hopeless, knowing that the same area had been battered by a tornado.
Some commune members said that the tornado seemed to tear through heaven and earth, scraping the land bare wherever it passed.
This time, Qiao Qingyu was likely to lose money.
Those were tens of thousands of dollars just in seed money, a thought that pained him deeply.
And then there was Shangpo Village.
The entire village was sealed off!
A joint interrogation by the county public security and the Tenghai Research Base’s police department had unearthed the shocking revelation that out of 120 people, twelve were Japanese traitors, concealing their true identities.
Among them, Elder Gai was a pure Japanese.
They had concealed themselves well, for over thirty years, and they confessed that before the Tenghai Research Base was built, they had committed numerous atrocities, deceiving many children and women from other villages before trading them away…
Gu Jianchuan’s father had also been Japanese, though he had died early.
Remove the “Jian,” and that was his surname.
Beneath the warehouse of Shangpo Village lay a cellar filled with numerous human bones, among which were those of Gu Jianchuan’s wife.
She had discovered his and Elder Gai’s secret and had intended to report them to the commune, but Gu Jianchuan had intercepted her en route and beaten her to death.
Among the bones were those of several children.
Gu Jianchuan was an inhuman brute.
Thinking of this turned Mr. Qian’s face an ashen hue. Shangpo Village had been subsisting on relief grain because it was poor, with some families so destitute that several people shared a single pair of trousers.
They lived poorly, dressed poorly, ate even worse, and no one suspected they had money, and so everyone had been deceived.
However, inside the cellar of Elder Gai’s courtyard were hidden several hundred silver coins, over a hundred gold bars, and many cultural relics, with the currency alone amounting to over ten thousand yuan.
Especially the cultural relics, all were extremely precious and of historical significance.
The person they had been in contact with was known as Old Mountain Eagle.
He had promised that once their mission was completed, he would personally send them off to enjoy a splendid life of wealth and comfort.
So, enduring some hardship now was insignificant.
