After Jiang Cheng left the machinery factory, she walked alone on the night road, without her small copper gong today.
But she prepared... an electric shock baton.
The current security situation wasn’t as good as expected.
While walking, Jiang Cheng keenly noticed someone following her.
The sky was too dark for her to see who it was.
Jiang Cheng had a thought and suddenly spoke up.
"I already told you, stop following me all the time."
The person behind her paused, had they been discovered?
"Pick up your intestines."
Jiang Cheng suddenly moved after speaking abruptly.
Bending down, both hands picking up something from the ground, standing up, and forcefully shoving it in a direction.
"Although you got hit and died, you should still pay attention to your image outside. Others even remember to wrap their heads."
Jiang Cheng turned sideways, raised her hand as if supporting something in midair.
The crescent moon covered by dark clouds peeked out, casting a cool moonlight onto Jiang Cheng.
The follower felt a chill when Jiang Cheng spoke the second sentence and sobered up a bit at the third.
Under the moonlight, Jiang Cheng suddenly turned back.
A gaping mouth occupied half of her face, with a long tongue fluttering in the air.
"Ghost!"
The drunken man who had been tailing dropped everything and ran, staggering into a lamppost in his panic.
"Brother—-let’s play together!"
"Play what! Hurry and catch him, he already saw us!"
Jiang Cheng’s sudden change scared the drunk man struck by the lamppost, making him crawl away in fear.
Crawling and shouting: "I don’t want to play! No!"
Jiang Cheng shook her head, biting into a bit of the hawthorn roll she had in her mouth.
"Pretty tasty, tangy and sweet."
As she ate the hawthorn roll, Jiang Cheng took out a wet wipe to clean off the lipstick around her mouth.
"With nerves like that, why even bother following people around!"
"Two shots of liquor, and he doesn’t know what his own name is."
Jiang Cheng turned around and headed towards the police station.
As a good comrade, of course, she would report to the police.
Not long after, two policemen found the trembling drunkard in a filthy ditch.
The drunk man kept shouting about ghosts, about ghosts.
"Comrade, you need to believe in science, there’s no such thing as ghosts in this world."
"That’s right, please don’t spread superstitious beliefs."
After hearing that, the drunkard clung tightly to the policeman’s arm.
"You’re full of positive energy!"
A somewhat deranged and half-drunk man was taken into custody with a thud.
Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng had returned to the courtyard.
Inside, Grandma Shen was sewing clothes, surprised to look up after hearing the door open.
"You’re back?"
"I missed you too!"
Jiang Cheng replied evasively, and Grandma Shen smiled at Jiang Cheng as usual.
"You haven’t eaten, have you? Shall I cook some noodles? There’s still quite a bit left from last time."
"Add a poached egg and some cabbage leaves."
Grandma Shen put down her work and got up to busy herself.
"Grandma Shen, I ate at the machinery factory, they provide food."
"Really?"
"Of course! Director Sun was so enthusiastic, insisted on covering all three meals and a midnight snack for me, I couldn’t refuse!"
Grandma Shen twitched the corner of her eye, that didn’t sound like she was going hungry.
So she sat down again, picked up the unfinished clothes and continued.
The two chatted softly, sharing details of the day.



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