He Daqing, do you know how I've lived these past years?

"Yi Zhonghai, what are you doing here? I've already escaped back to Baocheng, what more do you want?"

The white widow opened the door and angrily said to Yi Zhonghai, whose curly hair was covered in white snowflakes, standing at the door.

Yi Zhonghai also exhaled a puff of white breath and said:

"Why are you shouting so loudly? It's broad daylight, people will think something's wrong."

The white widow rolled her eyes and let Yi Zhonghai enter the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai casually put his arm around her slender waist and chuckled:

"Little Bai, where's Da Qing? He's probably still asleep in this heavy snow, isn't he?"

The white widow snorted coldly and slapped away the hands that had begun to grope her.

"I'm already a daughter-in-law of the Qing Dynasty, and he has a family to support. Tell me what's wrong, otherwise you wouldn't have come all this way to see me."

Yi Zhonghai also pulled the white widow over and said:

"Oh? So that means Da Qing has gone out to work. I have something important to tell you."

The white widow helplessly shielded herself from those hateful hands, but as it grew colder, she angrily let go.

"What is it? Tell me quickly, then let's go."

Yi Zhonghai spun around in a hoop and said:

"Da Qing's son, Sha Zhu, is already on his way here with his sister."

I delayed him a bit. According to the train schedule, they would arrive in Baocheng in two hours, and then they would be at your doorstep in 15 minutes.

Upon hearing this, the white widow became anxious and immediately turned around to say:

"What can we do? My two children and I are all dependent on the Qing Dynasty for food now."

Yi Zhonghai, caught off guard by the White Widow's grip, slapped her several times on the nose.

After a moment, he said weakly:

"After Daqing finishes work, go buy some yellow wine and heat it up. He'll definitely drink it. I'll add some sleeping potion to it, and once he's passed out, we'll wait for his son and daughter to come and demand payment."

The white widow clapped her hands in approval upon hearing this. After tidying up, she went to the school early to pick up her two sons and send them to a relative's house nearby.

Then he hurriedly went to a nearby restaurant and bought a cup of Shaoxing wine.

Led by a beggar, Yi Zhonghai bought several packets of sleeping pills from a dilapidated courtyard.

Then he bought some cooked food and rushed back to the White Widow's house.

After everything was ready, he hid in the room of the white widow's son.

Half an hour later, He Daqing came in carrying a vegetable box.

"It smells so good! Xiaobai, what's the occasion today that you're spending so much money on yellow wine?"

The white widow frantically poured a packet of sleeping pills into the yellow wine and said:

"Now that you're in charge, it's so cold outside, warm up some rice wine to warm yourself up."

He Daqing gave the widow an ambiguous look, then happily sat down and drank a cup of the poured yellow wine.

"Great! It's been so long since I've had Shaoxing wine. This tastes just right!"

The white widow laughed and continued pouring, then unfolded the oil paper and picked up the cooked food, saying:

"Da Qing, let's eat some food first; drinking alone will make you drunk too easily."

He Daqing also shook his head and said:

"Hmph, you probably don't know my alcohol tolerance. This wine is just..."

Wait... I feel a little dizzy..."

"Boom"

With a thud, He Daqing collapsed onto the table.

Just then, the door nearby opened, and Yi Zhonghai, beaming, wafted out a bottle of liquor from his pocket, puffing out white breath as he walked over.

Then he grabbed the white widow next to him, made her sit on his lap, poured her a bowl of white wine, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating the cooked dishes on the table.

After a few drinks, both of them had flushed faces.

"Tap tap tap"

At that moment, a loud knocking sounded at the courtyard gate, followed by several angry shouts:

"He Daqing!"

"He Daqing, you son of a bitch, get out here right now!"

Yi Zhonghai and the White Widow exchanged a glance.

The white widow went out, opened the courtyard gate halfway, and began to curse:

"That bastard's asking for it! He Daqing isn't here, get out of here!"

He immediately closed the courtyard gate and hurriedly bolted it shut.

He Yuzhu was also stunned by the appearance of the white widow, but upon hearing the following words, he woke up and knocked hard on the door, banging it against the door with his shoulder:

"So you're that widow? Tell He Daqing to get out here right now, or I'm not leaving today!"

He Yushui also cried out:

"Dad, it's me, Yushui! Open the door!"

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai saw the White Widow close the door and come out.

Looking at the white widow, bent over with both hands on the door latch,

My heart fluttered.

"He Daqing, He Daqing, this beautiful woman is useless to you. Let me take care of her for you. You probably know that Xiaobai can't have children, but I still made her get an IUD, haha."

After speaking in a low voice, Yi Zhonghai leaned closer, pretending to open his trouser pocket.

The widow, who was still cursing He Yuzhu, suddenly stopped cursing, covering her mouth with one hand and holding the door bolt with the other.

"It's so cold...it's freezing!"

Yi Zhonghai also grabbed the white widow's hair with one hand and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at Da Qing, who was slumped over the table, Yi Zhonghai felt a surge of energy coursing through his body.

The white widow was also biting a rolling pin she had grabbed at random.

After an incense stick had burned, at Widow Bai's request, Yi Zhonghai carried He Daqing back to the room and placed him on the kang (a heated brick bed).

He then carried the white widow up with him.

On a quiet, snowy day, besides the angry shouts and cries outside the door, there were also muffled sobs from inside, a sound of care and concern.

The next morning, a reluctant widow opened the door, only to see two thin patches of snow on the thick snow. Not finding He Yuzhu and the other woman, she sighed and said:

"Don't blame me."

If I let He Daqing go, my son and his family will be finished. I'm getting old, and no decent family will want me, especially since I have an IUD."

A moment later, Yi Zhonghai walked out of the courtyard gate, looking refreshed.

Then He Daqing called out wearily from inside the room:

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, quickly bring me some hot water so I can wash my face. I haven't had a good drink in ages, I didn't expect to get drunk after just a few drinks!"

……

Meanwhile, Leyou, who was holding out at Lion's Mouth, also heard that in October, the neighboring North Korea, with the support of the Soviet Union, launched a unification campaign.

Just when success seemed imminent, the United States also sent troops to South Korea to attack North Korea.

Meanwhile, the Great Xia also sent troops to its aid and to attack the Beautiful Country.

However, during the crossing of the river, they charged under enemy artillery fire and suffered heavy losses.

With the recommendation of a few generals, a letter of appointment was placed on Leyou's desk.

He will lead his troops northward in a day to capture the United States' positions.

After lighting a cigarette, Leyou leaned back in his chair, his mind drifting back to the battle of the Nu River, where they stormed the Japanese positions. It was funny, really; back then, much of the ammunition was supplied by the United States.

So the communications soldier reported to his superiors, requesting the return of all the mortars, grenade launchers, and rocket launchers previously belonging to his unit, and that the arsenal behind the Lou's Steel Plant resume ammunition production.

Half an hour later, a response was received. That night, Leyou only saw the delivered shells and sighed.

He ordered the entire division to assemble and march rapidly northwards...

……