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Time passed slowly, and the six men drove their truck towards Changfeng County.

It was already afternoon, and the snow outside had become noticeably heavier.

He also let out a long sigh, clearly not expecting the sky to become even uglier and the temperature to drop even further.

Sitting inside the car, the group huddled together to keep warm, as it was too cold otherwise, making them shiver.

The only one who was somewhat better off, or rather, not so cold, was Zhang Tianhao.

The temperature around him always seemed to stay constant. The five women all liked to squeeze around him, and even when they were hugging him, they felt so comfortable that they didn't want to move.

If you move more than half a meter away from him, the effect is gone.

So, in the small driver's cab, which only had two seats, only one driver remained.

Everyone else squeezed into the back carriage and then squeezed next to him.

Fortunately, the entire truck was covered by a tarpaulin, so no one could see what was going on inside. Otherwise, it might have been even more obvious that Zhang Tianhao was enjoying the pleasures of having two women by himself.

The four women almost all fell asleep leaning against him, completely ignoring Nurse Lü in front of them.

And so, the group took turns driving, and four hours later, as darkness fell, they finally arrived in Changfeng County.

A thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, making the roads quite slippery. If it weren't for the fact that the drivers were quite skilled, the return trip would have been even slower.

He only unloaded his things after the car stopped in front of his own courtyard.

The five women also carried their belongings downstairs, and then someone specially drove a truck out to take them away.

As for Zhang Tianhao's bicycle, they borrowed it, and the two of them rode it back.

When Zhang Tianhao returned home, he saw Song Wen standing there smiling to greet him, and he couldn't help but smile as well.

"Xiaowen, I'm back!"

"Yes, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

"Look, I bought you a gift! Come and see! I don't know if you'll like it!"

As he spoke, he directly picked out the gift he had prepared for her from the pile.

"Aunt Wang, this is a gift for you. Do you like it?"

"Xiaoyu, Xiaxia, Qiu, come here, I have gifts for you, your school supplies, and a new set of clothes."

As he spoke, he distributed gifts to everyone, even to three-year-old Xiao Qiu. Song Wen received the most gifts, which also looked to be the best.

The people who received the gifts looked at the pile of gifts still on the ground and were a little puzzled, but no one said anything.

"Wang Ma, these are gifts for your parents-in-law. You can take them over in a bit. Here's a fur scarf; it looks quite warm."

"Also, this is the tea that Dad likes. We don't have it here, but I saw it in Hefei and bought it right away."

"This is face cream, this is..."

After saying that, he put the gift aside and took Song Wen back to the room.

The three children looked at their gifts and smiled as they put them in their rooms. Then they took the other gifts to Wang Ma's place.

Inside the room, looking at Song Wen's flushed face, he couldn't help but smile.

He hugged her and kissed her, clearly in a really good mood.

"This time you've been gone for three days! You didn't even miss me or call me."

"Oh, that's where I was. The first day I arrived, I went to the hospital and then had surgery scheduled. It took six or seven hours. I was exhausted, so I went back to the hotel and fell asleep."

"The next day I went to pick out some gifts for you. I know what you like, so I bought these gifts based on my observations of you. I don't know if we'll like them or not, really."

"This morning, I went to see my teacher, but I couldn't remember her at all. Yet, she still remembered me! I never expected that after all these years, she would still remember me. It's amazing!" "Your teacher remembers you? Really?"

"It's true. I was supposed to come back this morning, but I asked Xiao Sun and the others to go to school with me, and then I came straight back."

"Humph!"

Why do you smell like a woman?

"Xiaowen, aren't you overthinking this? We were all sitting in the train carriage on the way back, we were so tired, we were all crammed together, how could we not smell their fragrance?"

"How can this be false!"

He immediately assured her, clearly not expecting Song Wen to be sour.

But he still felt something was off. After all, this woman's attitude towards him in the past, especially in their later interactions, showed that she had someone else in her heart and was lukewarm towards him. It seemed that she was only fulfilling her responsibilities as a wife and had not let him into her heart.

And now she's making this expression again? What does it mean? It's clearly different from her public persona.

However, once inside the room, Song Wen's expression improved considerably after he coaxed her.

"By the way, Song Wen, yesterday when I was eating out, I heard that martial law was declared the day before yesterday, and it seems that two or three thousand prisoners of war were going to be sent to the mines in Shanxi."

"Are you aware of this?"

"Prisoners of war? No way, two or three thousand? How can there be so many?"

Song Wen, standing to the side, was also somewhat puzzled, after all, the Japanese really dared to do this to prisoners of war.

"It's true. I overheard people whispering about it. After all, these people have already been sent over, and it's probably impossible to change anything now."

"That's absolutely right!"

Song Wen also had a bold idea in her mind: what would happen if these prisoners of war were rescued by others?

But I haven't thought about it much yet; instead, I'm cooperating with Zhang Tianhao to do something big here.

"Xiao Tian, ​​can you please let me go? I'm so tired!"

"No way! I haven't been back for two or three days. Don't you miss me?"

"Think about it!"

"My back, my body, my throat!" she screamed inwardly, for every time she shared a bed with him, she felt a sense of fear.
Who would have thought things would turn out this way?

Time flew by, and it was past midnight when Zhang Tianhao finally lay down to rest.

While he was supposed to be resting, he was actually circulating his internal energy to continuously attack the blood clots in his brain, allowing his body to fully recover.

He simply shook his head as he looked at Song Wen, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and didn't think much of it.

A faint smile appeared on his lips, after all, Song Wen would probably pass on the message she had spoken about last night this morning.

If such news gets out, someone will investigate and try to rescue these people.

As for who rescued him, that's not important. He was a trained veteran. If he could be rescued and joined the army, the army's combat effectiveness would be directly improved, and the benefits would be significant.

However, he had already guessed this, but he didn't do much about it.

His troops are still too numerous. Expansion should be paused for now.

"I wonder who you'll report this to tomorrow, Old Liu or the Military Intelligence Bureau?"

He had already ascertained Song Wen's last remaining power, but this time, he was quite curious as to whether to tell her.

Of course, this matter is no longer his concern.

Holding her in my arms, I gently closed my eyes.
A moment later, the sound of soft snoring could be heard. (End of Chapter)