Chapter 55: Save Me!

  Zhao Zhiqiang didn't think much when he bought the gift, but now seeing Lin Xue's face suddenly turn red, he realized that they had just met for a short time. Just as he was feeling embarrassed, Hua Xuemei took it from her son and smiled, pulling over Lin Xue's small hand, "Child, this is just a little token of affection from your mother-in-law, if it weren't for you today, I..."

  Talking while holding hands, walking forward.

  Zhao family brothers followed behind with things, younger brother Zhao Zhi Gang excitedly came to the edge of his brother's ear, "Hehe, old mom personally took action..."

  Zhao Zhiqiang was thinking about the plan, "Oh? What..."

  Zhao Zhigang shook his head, "Well, it seems I'd better not join the army..."

  Out of the door and into the parking lot, I don't know what Lao Niang and Lin Xue Rou said to each other, but that silk scarf didn't come back to my hands either. I took over twenty-four packs of Chinese medicine from her car, along with a medical note detailing the brewing method.

  Just as she was about to start the car, she suddenly remembered what Old Lady Zhao had said earlier about Zhao Zhiqiang running for village chief. That person seemed to have some grudge against him. "Zhao Zhiqiang, be careful of that Zhao Tiejun you met on the road the other day. He's been hospitalized with a swollen face since yesterday. One of his relatives might come after you, supposedly a county head surnamed Li."

  Zhao Zhiqiang smiled calmly and said, "I was the one who hit him in the face too. The surname Li is our street director, his uncle."

  "Oh, you know what I mean. Anyway, I'm off, see you later."

  "Haha, I'm giving you New Year's greetings in advance......" Zhao Zhiqiang waved goodbye, and Lin Xue Rou drove her small smart car out of the parking lot.

  Then went to the opposite China Mobile company to handle three mobile phones, turned back to the big market to buy things for New Year's Eve, by the time it was over five o'clock in the evening and already dark, Zhao Zhiqiang finished delivering the goods and rushed to the municipal guest house, arrived at Li Desheng's residence.

  Apart from Baomu's high guard, there is no one else.

  One side used acupuncture and moxibustion on the elderly, while the other conducted experiments with spiritual energy, and they chatted about family matters.

  "Third brother, I heard you're preparing to run for village head? Why do you want to be a village official?" Li De Sheng still had the dignity of someone who had held a higher position, his words were always interrogative and formal.

  "Oh, Brother Li, I just want to be able to do more for our fellow villagers." Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, his hands not stopping their work, as he sewed a stitch that was slightly off.

  "Ah, this is a bit of a pain... but it's okay, being the village head is quite special. Haha, didn't Liu Bang start out as a village head back in the day?"

  "Big brother, you can't compare me with him. I just want to do more things, and I don't have any ambition for official position at all!"

  "Well, in that case, it's actually a waste of your talent to be an official. You shouldn't have to learn medicine from Old Man Lin."

  "Doctor? I don't want to be one either! If learning this acupuncture technique can cure you and Mother's illnesses, that's all that matters!"

  "Ah, that's not... but it makes sense, Qigong. But really, it's not something you can just use whenever you want to. Is this martial art difficult to practice? How did you learn it?"

  "It's hard. Too hard. Uh, how did you learn this...?"

  "Haha, I won't ask anymore. One teacher, one way. I understand... As long as you can let me sleep well from now on, haha."

  After a while, the old man felt much more relaxed than last time, "Hehe, I hope this time it will be effective for seven days."

  "No need, I'll come back during the New Year to pay my respects and do it again. Hehe, this time I really learned something new, using acupuncture is stronger than massage." Zhao Zhiqiang was busy for an hour before finally guiding the spiritual energy onto the silver needle, his excitement not much less than Li Desheng's.

  One is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit; they look at each other and burst out laughing.

  "Right, you said you're an armorer, I have a few old antiques here, take a look..." He led Zhao Zhiqiang into an inner room with the air of presenting a treasure.

  A dozen or so Type 38 Arisaka rifles, Hanyang-made and Wang's eight-sided ones... were placed on the wooden table, polished to a shiny oil finish. Although some had been worn out for a long time, they were spotless.

  Zhao Zhiqiang's eyes lit up like he had found a treasure!

  "This is a 1935 Han Yang made... " He said the origin, power and manufacturing year of these firearms equipment, even the possibility of maintenance, and then picked up that turtle box, like a magic trick, disassembled and reassembled it, playing with relish.

  The old man's eyes were shining brightly!

  "Good! Good kid, haha, indeed a former armorer! These are my treasures, worth more than my son, all the guns I used back in the day! Sigh, looking at them brings back memories, how's your marksmanship?"

  "It's okay, though my marksmanship is amateurish..." Zhao Zhiqiang chuckled, "My main job is managing this, heh."

  "Humble, the armorer has no bad shooting skills! He's the company commander's right-hand man, the instructor's heart, haha!" The old man laughed with joy, this kid is really skilled, how did he get discharged? By the way, on the battlefield, saving comrades, as long as you don't make a big mistake, it shouldn't be grounds for discharge, right?

  Zhao Zhiqiang didn't eat at the old man's place, but instead went home to have a meal that his mother had spent a lot of effort making. Afterwards, he gave his father a call, as he usually turns on his phone after 8 pm.

  It really worked.

  "We'll be back tomorrow morning, and we can arrive home by noon." A simple sentence, but the tone was very depressing. I said a few words to my son, and it seemed that he also couldn't muster up any interest in his older brother coming home, and even asked why he was discharged from the army ahead of schedule.

  "Uncle, no matter what, just come back. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, family reunion is the most important." Huaxue Mei took over the phone.

  "The money hasn't been given yet! The boss hasn't paid our wages, how can we go back!"

  "Money? Ah, never mind, we're not short of money now. Da Qiang has become a consultant for a big company and his salary is very good. You can just come back first, there's nothing lacking at home, just waiting for you..."

  Zhao Zhiqiang listened on the side, although his heart was a bit stuffy, but he still wanted his dad to come back quickly. He took over the phone and comforted him, "Dad, maybe the boss is being stingy because of old age, let's talk about it after the new year. You should come back first and don't worry about this matter, the money won't be a problem. The government is taking care of the migrant workers' wage arrears now, isn't it? Don't worry, just come back for the new year first, we'll talk about it later."

  After talking for a while, he hung up the phone. It seemed that Dad's mood had improved somewhat. Zhao Zhiqiang also showed some concern, "Mom, if I hadn't gone to pick him up by car last night?"

  "No need. Your dad is indeed a bit stubborn and sticks to his principles, but he's not messing around. The whole village engineering team hasn't returned yet, is he waiting for them to return together?"

  After dinner, Zhao Zhiqiang made an excuse, drove the car up the mountain, came to that half-ruined resort, and soaked in the hot spring.

  The temporary guard here is also gone, and in fact, there's nothing to see. The door was locked, but it's still afraid that the locals who come to soak in the hot spring will smash it, so the door isn't even locked. Valuables have all been taken away, and even slippers are gone. Zhao Zhiqiang doesn't care about these things, he strips naked and dives into the water. Before long, he becomes immersed in slowly absorbing the sparkling spiritual energy.

  While soaking, he was chatting with Gu Quanyou on his mobile phone, who had been preparing for the design of the resort's initial plan all night. They discussed several main intentions and decided to send someone over tomorrow afternoon to observe and survey the terrain design. The two men talked for more than two hours. Zhao Zhiqiang discovered that as long as he lay in the water, the small light from the Lingspring would slowly absorb him, whether he was awake or asleep!

  Today, what makes him feel weird is that after arranging for Gu Quan to live a life of luxury and giving him 10 million, more than 20 times his energy was absorbed but nothing was produced? Not even a hint, could it be that copper coins still need to be taxed? Also, Lin Xue Rou's appearance made him very grateful to this girl, otherwise he would have had to bear the reputation of being good at arguing with women. Although he wasn't afraid of anything, his mom would definitely not be happy. It's really unknown how that girl is so close to his mom.

  Zhao Zhiqiang was transforming his spiritual energy while secretly complaining in his heart, as if his body was using more and more of it.

  However, fortunately, my body's condition seems to be getting better day by day. The Tongtian copper coin brought him more than that, but he got too few hints and before he knew it, the time had reached past two in the morning.

  No one. Zhao Zhiqiang's heart was undistracted, and the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual energy contained in the strange stone in the water also slowly increased. By two o'clock, the remaining ten unused divine thoughts were all converted into spiritual energy, one of which was used to nourish himself, and the excess actually gathered at the position of the Qihai acupoint below his navel.

  Zhao Zhiqiang was just about to study this new discovery when he suddenly felt a hint of abnormality.

  There is someone within thirty meters around.

  Isn't everyone gone? Even the gatekeeper has left, how can there still be people coming to take a bath?

  What's wrong with him? Is he a thief?

  Zhao Zhiqiang immediately became alert.

  It was late and extremely quiet, even with average hearing, Zhao Zhiqiang could hear it clearly, and it seemed that there wasn't just one person.

  "Oh no......"

  A shrill female voice came from a wooden house on the other side, about ten meters away.

  Vote for me, thank you.