There is a saying that goes 'When you take something from someone else, you are too soft-handed'. Hu Yi trusted his own subjective conjectures too much, and ended up taking something that belonged to someone else. He felt so embarrassed that he had to sheath his fangs.
"Are you from the Eighth Route Army? Don't you know how to read the uniforms?"
“I have never seen the Eighth Route Army.”
"Since you haven't seen it, why do you think I am it?"
"I saw you kill those people."
"The bandits could have killed those people, too."
"So I'm asking you? Are you the Eighth Route Army?" The woman showed a matter-of-fact expression.
"Then if I say yes, will you believe it?"
"Why don't you believe it? You have knives and guns anyway, is there any need to lie?" The woman was surprised.
“…” Hu Yi was speechless.
"Speak? Is that you?" the woman urged.
"You followed us here just to find out if we are the Eighth Route Army?"
"yes."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Zhou Wanping, Wan means morning and evening, Ping means duckweed. Oh, by the way, can you read?"
"What do you do?"
"I am a... Hey? You haven't told me yet, are you a member of the Eighth Route Army?" The woman finally realized that she still hadn't gotten a definite answer.
Hu Yi let down his guard. The mature woman in her thirties in front of him had a distinct personality just like her rare height. Her big beautiful mouth made her voice sound a little rustling, which made people feel abrupt and strange before seeing her real face. But now, she sounded particularly charming and not harsh at all. From the beginning to now, no matter her expression or tone, there was no trace of affectation, but she was frank.
"I am from the Eighth Route Army!" Hu Yi finally gave a positive answer: "Now tell me your purpose."
Phew—Zhou Wanping patted her full chest with relief: "That's great, I want you to take me to the base."
"I'm sorry, that's impossible!" Hu Yi replied expressionlessly.
"Why? Aren't you from the Eighth Route Army?" Zhou Wanping was puzzled.
"This is discipline. Not everyone can go to the base." If anyone could go to the base, then the base would have been sold eight hundred times. Hu Yi was too lazy to explain more.
"Hey, do you know how far I have come? Do you know that I... Oh, right." Zhou Wanping finally frowned, unhappily speaking halfway, suddenly remembering something, stopped talking, fished out a small envelope from the seam of her clothes, and handed it to Hu Yi: "If you can read, take a look at this."
Hu Yi did not say anything, but raised his hand to take it, opened the envelope and unfolded the letter: Ms. Zhou Wanping, a trauma doctor, is willing to devote herself to the great cause of fighting the Japanese invaders and saving the nation. She is now being specially escorted by the organization to...
You can't see the true face of Mount Lu because you are in it. Hu Yi looked up in disbelief, looking at the unusually tall, mature woman with a distinct personality, and asked in surprise: "So you are the cargo?"
Zhou Wanping was stunned by Hu Yi's question: "Huh? How can I be a commodity? What does it mean?"
"Let me ask you, were those people who died in the grove with you?"
Her beautiful face dimmed and she nodded gently: "Originally they could have rushed out, but in order to protect me, they deliberately rushed to the side with more people, letting one person protect me and escape, but that person, in the end..."
The mission order said to receive the goods, and I had always thought it was cargo, gold, silver, or guns and ammunition. Hu Yi only realized now that this "cargo" was really valuable, too valuable! No wonder the division sent a platoon to receive it, and no wonder the receiving location was extended into the enemy-occupied area. Traumatologists are a profession that can truly fight against fate. They are rare species in the Kuomintang, let alone the current Eighth Route Army.
Hu Yi folded the envelope again and handed it back to Zhou Wanping, saying solemnly, "I'm sorry!"
Zhou Wanping took the letter, but she didn't understand what Hu Yi meant. She frowned again, "Ah? This won't work? But I can't find it myself."
"Doctor Zhou, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant. From now on, your safety is our responsibility. We will escort you back to the base." Hu Yi added the title to show respect.
"Oh, I thought you were going to abandon me again!" Zhou Wanping sighed, slightly showing a row of white teeth, and then asked in confusion: "Then why did you say sorry?"
Hu Yi's forehead was covered with black lines. This woman was not only tall, but also seemed to be very smart. She should know why I was apologizing without thinking, right
"Well, actually, just now, I thought you weren't... I was too abrupt. I'm sorry." Hu Yi felt his face getting a little hot. Except when facing Su Qing, he had never been as embarrassed as he was now.
Zhou Wanping blinked her eyes and finally understood what Hu Yi was talking about. As an outgoing doctor and a veteran, she really didn't take it to heart. She smiled and said, "It's nothing. No need to apologize. Just consider it as you owe me two favors!"
"I owe you two favors?" Hu Yi thought he had misheard and was stunned for a moment.
Seeing this originally calm and resolute soldier become dumbfounded in front of her, Zhou Wanping felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. The corners of her beautiful and plump lips could not help but rise a little, adding a hint of mischievous pride to her mature smile: "Your urine is yellow, drink more water and stay up less late in the future."
Hu Yi was finally devastated by these words and became like a statue, unable to move...
Ma Liang stared at the back of the woman squatting by the river and washing herself, muttering, "No way! So she's the one we want to pick up. What's that? Brother, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Hu Yi lay on his back with his eyes closed, his head resting on a tree root that was exposed above the ground. He replied coldly, "Are you done yet, kid? If you are really bored, go and get a whistle. Don't bother me here."
Ma Liang looked at Hu Yi lying on the ground and wondered, he found the goods he was supposed to receive, wasn’t that a good thing? Why did the squad leader become even more depressed
Luo Fugui looked at Xiao Hongying busying herself at the side and said lazily, "Girl, I really didn't realize that you are actually a good material for being a maid."
Xiao Hongying carefully spread her own marching blanket on the ground, making it smooth and clean, then raised her pigtail and glanced at Luo Fugui: "You are just a stupid mule, you know nothing, go and cool off!" After saying this, she saw that the woman by the river had come back, so she quickly stood up and shouted crisply: "Auntie Zhou, come quickly, you can rest here with me."
Zhou Wanping liked this very special little girl from the first sight. She came to Xiao Hongying and looked at the neat marching blanket on the ground. She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Xiao Hongying's head. She smiled sincerely and said, "Girl, you are still young, you can't be left out in the cold. I'll just stay next to you."
Xiao Hongying didn't care about anything else. She swung her pigtail and started to pull and force the tall Zhou Wanping to sit on the blanket. Then she took off her water bottle and placed it next to the military blanket: "Auntie Zhou, drink water from mine. At least it's cleaner than theirs." Then she turned her shoulder bag to the front, took out a paper box from it, and handed it to Zhou Wanping with both hands: "This is for you, don't despise me!"
Luo Fugui, who was not far away, looked at the half box of Morinaga milk candy in Xiao Hongying's hand and couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. What happened? Did the sun rise from the west? Up to now, the little girl had only eaten one piece of the half box of milk candy and gave one piece to Su Qing. Luo Fugui was lucky enough to get one piece at the democratic meeting. Now this girl actually had the heart to take out all the treasures. My god, is she crazy
Luo Fugui couldn't understand, but Xiao Hongying knew it clearly; she had been playing in the mud in the army since she was a child, and had seen all kinds of people. Trauma doctors are very important, and they have to be polite to the regiment commander, brigade commander, division commander, army commander, and commander. In this day and age, doctors have great reputation in the army, and they are the real nobles. Xiao Hongying's natural speculative mentality made her put on a generous coat again!