As she spoke, Ding Ling took out a color photo from the inside pocket of her black uniform.
The subject of the photo is a man in his twenties, thin, slightly dark, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his hair visibly combed and neatly thrown back.
"This is a photo from almost ten years ago, he is more mature now, and his hair is not so neat." Ding Ling added seriously.
She handed the photo to Shang Jianyao, who took the initiative to stretch out her hands, and paused for a moment:
"If you can meet him somewhere in the ice field, remember to tell him that someone is still waiting for him to come back."
At the end, Ding Ling's tone unconsciously became quite gentle.
"No problem!" Shang Jianyao replied categorically.
He looked at the photo carefully, as if he wanted to imprint the person on it in his mind.
"Okay." Jiang Baimian also agreed.
At the same time, she sighed secretly.
Based on similar things she had heard and experienced, she actually knew very well that if she didn't come back for two years and had no news, there was a high probability that she would never come back.
However, Jiang Baimian did not break Ding Ling's expectations and let her accept the reality, because living on the gray soil and having some hope and illusions about the future is not a bad thing.
Jiang Baimian can also understand why Shang Jianyao is so excited.
She was sure that the other party remembered her father, who had been missing for many years.
Shang Jianyao's father was also out on a mission to investigate the cause of the destruction of the old world, but he never returned and never heard from him.
Since joining the "Old Tune Team", Shang Jianyao has been looking for traces of his father, and now he has a little bit of an eyebrow, knowing that there are certain clues about the city that was destroyed by "heartless disease" after a certain new calendar.
Therefore, Shang Jianyao most of the time he felt the same way about Ding Ling asking someone to find a husband and bringing him a message.
Now should be the one who values feelings...... Jiang Baimian took Ji Qiang's photo from Shang Jianyao and took a serious look:
"We'll keep an eye on that."
Ding Ling did not leave the photo to the "old tune team", but took it back and carefully put it back in the inside pocket of the black uniform.
Bai Chen felt that she might only have such a photo left for various reasons.
"Where's your wedding photo?" The honest Shang Jianyao obviously thought of a similar question.
Jiang Baimian wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Ding Ling, who was still smiling politely when talking about Ji Qiang just now, said in a trance:
"Last year, when I withdrew into the mountains and was pursued by the people of the 'First City', I fell into a fierce battle and fell into the mountain stream."
At this moment, her sadness seemed a little difficult to contain.
I always carry it with me...... Jiang Baimian deliberately changed the topic:
"Do you have a photocopier in this settlement?"
"Not this year." Ding Ling shook her head, "When I gave up the settlement last year, it was taken away by the people of the 'First City', and this year I have been applying, but it has never been approved, as if the materials are a little tight, otherwise I will directly copy a photo for you."
"It's okay, she has a good brain and a strong memory." Shang Jianyao did not help Jiang Baimian to be humble at all.
After exchanging a few more words, Ding Ling took Zeng Ping'an to the gate of the settlement.
On the way, Zeng Ping'an glanced back at the "Old Tune Group", his expression was a little complicated.
When they passed through the gate and entered the settlement, Bai Chen retracted his gaze and said in a low voice:
"That one surnamed Zeng likes Captain Ding."
"No, right?" Long Yuehong blurted out.
This age difference is a bit big, it feels bigger than Yang Zhenyuan and Zhou Qi, at least ten years apart!
Moreover, Yang Zhenyuan and Zhou Qi became husband and wife by relying on the company's unified distribution, and under normal circumstances, it is unlikely to become a couple.
Jiang Baimian laughed when he heard this:
"Isn't it normal for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man to like his eldest sister?
"Besides, such a border settlement is isolated, Zeng Ping'an can come into contact with very few people every day, and the ratio of men and women here is not balanced. Ding Ling looks okay, right?"
"You understand so well!" Shang Jianyao almost applauded.
"To expand it, it's all a professional psychology paper." Gnawa echoed the words of the merchant.
yes, yes...... Long Yuehong agreed in his heart.
Jiang Baimian smiled modestly:
"Actually, I am hindsight, Xiaobai doesn't say anything, I don't think there is any big problem, I thought it was a comradeship who lived and died together."
Do you think we will believe your words? Long Yuehong muttered silently.
Bai Chen nodded:
"I'm quite sensitive to this matter."
Belch...... Long Yuehong was nervous and uncomfortable.
The honest Gnava then said:
"I didn't notice this, but I analyzed another problem."
"What?" Long Yuehong took the initiative to ask.
Gnava moved the neck made of metal:
"Ding Ling and her husband have been married for almost ten years, and they didn't mention their children just now.
"In most of the large-scale forces of the gray soil, encouraging fertility has always been the basic policy at the forefront, and the 'Salvation Army' is no exception."
Jiang Baimian looked around, sighed and said:
"It may be that you gave birth and did not support it, or it may be that you did not find out immediately after becoming pregnant, and when someone broke through the level or the 'First City' attacked, you accidentally miscarried.
"There are many reasons, the outside is not as good as the inside of the company, and the fertility environment is not so good."
"Okay." Jiang Baimian clapped his hands, "Prepare dinner."
Just as the "old tune team" was cooking the new variety of canned sauerkraut pork that had recently been traded, a potted green jeep drove from the east of the creek and stopped at the entrance of the settlement.
"Captain Ding, let's update the data!" A head poked out from the passenger seat of the jeep.
He has thief eyebrows and rat eyes, wears a thin felt hat, and his whole body is dusty.
Ding Ling knew him, but still sent his subordinates to search the two people opposite him as usual, checked the vehicle, and then let him in.
"Why is it so late? Didn't you say you could arrive in the morning?" Ding Ling went down the wall from the wooden stairs and asked the man with a thief's eyebrows.
Different from the gentle restraint when communicating with the "old tune group" just now, she is now spicy and strong.
"Oh, it's unjust! Captain Ding, our car broke down on the road and it took a lot of time to repair it." The man with a thief eyebrow quickly explained.
His name is Zhang Chenguang, a staff member of the Northern Wubei Hunters Guild, and together with his companions, he is responsible for regularly updating hunter information to settlements and border posts in a large area around to ensure that the data can be unified.
Ding Ling didn't say much, led Zhang Chenguang and his companions into a two-story building with traces of fire in the depths of the settlement, pointed to a portable computer and said:
"By the way, let's see why it's so stuck, I wanted to check the information of a few hunters for a while before it was displayed, and it was not displayed completely."
"Okay!" Zhang Chenguang is a professionally trained technician.
Of course, he also works part-time as a relic hunter, because he usually runs around like this, and some tasks are completed naturally, such as helping soldiers from certain outposts deliver letters home.
After some cleaning, Ding Ling's computer returned to normal, and then, Zhang Chenguang plugged in the USB flash drive and imported the latest hunter information from all over the gray soil, covering the original.
Ding Ling nodded slightly:
"Help me check the four hunters Xue Shiyue, Zhang Qubing, Qian Bai, and Gu Zhiyong, I didn't see why they were wanted by the 'First City' before.
"The hunter numbers are ......."
Ding Ling picked up a piece of paper placed next to her and read out the numbers on it.
"Okay." Zhang Chenguang hit the keyboard quite hard.
Soon, he brought up the information of Jiang Baimian and others.
"Bounty of 20,000 Ore?" Zhang Chenguang stood up as suddenly as if there was a nail under his buttocks.
How many pounds can you buy, no, how many tons of pork!
How dangerous is a team of hunters who have been rewarded with such a large amount of money!
"I know this." Ding Ling said with a disgusted face, "Help me see why they are wanted."
If it weren't for the high bounty of the "Old Tune Team" and going to the ice field on the way, she wouldn't have asked them for help.
Zhang Chenguang sat down tremblingly, as if there were several monsters lurking outside the room.
"Planning, uh......" Zhang Chenguang was stunned, "planning a big conspiracy against the 'First City'."
Ding Ling doubted her ears:
"Big conspiracy? For the 'First City'?"
Just four people outside plus a robot?
Zhang Chenguang nodded mechanically:
"That's what the information says."
"Well, the reason for the wanted in the 'First City' may not be true, sometimes, they will find an excuse to cover up the real reason." Ding Ling quickly regained her composure, "However, being valued by them so much, those people outside must have done great things, I have to report it to see if I want to make further contact."
Her gaze fell on the radio transceiver placed in the corner of the room.
(End of this chapter)