A Girl Traveling Through Troubled Times

Chen Zhongyu comforted him, "Don't worry, it's very simple. There's a set of movable type stamps inside. You just need to arrange the information on it and use the stamps to print it like a stamp. I'm short-staffed here. I have to receive the cadres and ensure their safety. Some of them live in collective dormitories and can't operate. You should have your own study, right?"

After hearing this, Gui'er knew that there was no other way and that she had to give it to him, so she nodded and said, "I promise to complete the task."

When she returned to the villa, she pretended to be excited and told Dingxiang about the part-time job she had brought back, which included writing advertising slogans and birthday announcements.

Ding Xiang said worriedly, "Miss, will finding so many things to do affect your studies? Don't let it become a waste of time. We should have enough money now, right? In fact, I brought some with me."

Guier quickly said, "I'm just preparing for a rainy day, and my studies are not too stressful right now, so don't worry, it's okay." Then she finished her meal early and went back to the study in her bedroom to start working.

Gui'er locked the study door and dumped the contents of the manila envelope. Inside were the documents for each cadre's new identity document, along with the special paper used to create them, and small seals with inscriptions. She now understood why Chen Zhongyu had asked her to do this. She had previously worked with Xu Wenjie in the school's printing room, and she knew all the steps involved. Although she had never done it herself, she knew it shouldn't be difficult.

Gui'er suddenly gained confidence. She spread out the information given by Chen Zhongyu, and with the help of the warm light from the desk lamp, she first found a piece of paper to test it. She first arranged the seals of several cadres' names in order on the cardboard, tied them tightly with a thin hemp rope, and then found ink and ink pad, and tested it. There was nothing wrong with the printed words.

He took a blank piece of identity paper, dipped his fingertips in ink, and evenly applied it to the beginning of the characters. He held his breath and concentrated, placing the cardboard over it, pressing it firmly with a paperweight, and gently pressing the corners. When he peeled it back, the black characters were clearly printed on the paper, the strokes square and strong, giving it a somewhat official appearance.

After printing all the names one by one, the rest of the content is almost the same, so it is much simpler.

Finally, she stamped the "Hong Kong Residence Permit" square seal, the largest of which she had ever stamped. She held both ends with both hands and pressed down three times to ensure the edges were sharp. After printing everything, she let the document air dry on the table and gently dabbed tea stains along the edges of the paper, simulating the yellowing effect of old objects.

After a busy night, the five identity documents were finally ready. She carefully wrapped the seal and hid it back in the bottom of the box. She folded the documents into small squares and stuffed them into her purse. She then picked up the dried documents and examined them under the desk lamp again. Only after confirming that there were no flaws did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, Guier took out the part-time jobs Chen Zhongyu had given her at the newspaper. Two advertisements and a birthday announcement were spread out and she began to write. Only after completing these jobs would she have an excuse to take back the identity documents she had just completed, so she had to finish them quickly.

At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Miss, Miss, why are you still locking the door?"

Guier hurried over to open the door, and it was Dingxiang who came up with milk.

"Miss, I thought you were asleep. Why is the door still locked?"

"Oh. I was working part-time on the newspaper I got today, and I wanted to be quiet, so I locked the door."

"Brother Cheng told me that we originally wanted to come and take care of you, but we didn't expect that we would become a burden to you. If it weren't for the two of us, maybe your life wouldn't be so difficult."

Gui'er said quickly, "What are you thinking about? You and Brother Cheng came with me because our family arranged it. I was a little scared coming here alone, but I feel much more at ease if you follow me. I do have some money from my brother, but the situation is unclear right now, so we still have to increase income and reduce expenditure. If I could find a part-time job that brings in some income, wouldn't that make my life more fulfilling? You've always known that I'm different from those rich girls. I've never liked their hobbies. Being able to write for a newspaper is a very new thing, and I did it because I was interested in it."

Dingxiang felt a little relieved after hearing this. She put down the milk, told her not to work too late, and then went downstairs.

Gui'er picked up the stack of newspapers that Chen Zhongyu had given her for reference, and specifically looked for some birthday and congratulatory announcements. Then she wrote the birthday message in a very eloquent manner. In fact, the routines were all similar.

After that, he thought about the two advertising slogans again, and also changed the words and phrases by referring to the similar advertisements in the newspapers that Chen Zhongyu gave him. It was done in two or three steps.

After finishing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the milk, drank it all, and saw that it was almost time to go to bed, so she went to wash up.

After finishing, I was ready to go to bed, but I was still worried, so I went back to pack my things again and planned to take them to the newspaper office to give to Chen Zhongyu after school tomorrow.

While sorting out the newspapers, she noticed that one of them had an article about half a page titled "Eight Hundred Warriors Fight to the Death, Thousands of Citizens Scramble to Offer Consolation", with the subtitle "Our national flag has been raised on the top of a high-rise building in Zhabei, but the isolated army still held the Sihang Warehouse yesterday", and it was accompanied by a large photo of the Sihang Warehouse.

Gui'er felt her temples throbbing. She was impressed by the photos she saw in the newspaper because she had also seen them in modern times. History was ultimately moving towards the same result.

She felt powerless, yet she couldn't just stand by and do nothing. After much deliberation, she opened the safe, took out a few gold bars, hid them in her schoolbag, and prepared to hand them over to the organization when she went to meet them tomorrow.

She should have gone to bed, but all of a sudden she was awake. She looked outside through the window and suddenly wanted to go for a walk in the yard.

I opened the door and walked towards the stairs. After taking two steps, I heard someone talking.

"When I chose to follow the young lady here, I thought that after leaving the Marshal's Mansion, I would have more freedom. The young lady would be easy to talk to, and life would be better. I didn't expect a war to break out. Now I don't know if your brother Qiang can get the money back. If not, will the young lady kick us out when we run out of money?"

It was Dingxiang's voice. Guier quickly stopped and hid behind a pillar.

"Don't say that. Over the years, we have been much more comfortable with the young lady than with others." This was Ah Cheng's voice.

"I know, so I am very grateful to you, Miss. However, in this foreign land, we have to spend money. In this situation, if we run out of money, we will become a burden to you. I know you won't sell us out, but if you can't save yourself, then we..."