Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work-Chapter 157: The Reason for the Matchmaking

The memories in Yi Roujing’s mind resurfaced. At the age of seven, Yi Weiliang was already swimming in the ponds of the production team, as agile as a fish. But when he was ten, and she was eight, Yi Weiliang went swimming in the Huaixi River.

There is a difference between a pond and river water. During his first time swimming in the river, Yi Weiliang was overpowered by the swift current and drowned. Fortunately, the only officer of the Wan Tang Production Team was home visiting his family and rescued Yi Weiliang, taking him to the health center, where it so happened that Yi Weiliang’s grandfather was on duty that day.

Yi Weiliang’s grandfather immediately recognized the military officer, as both of them belonged to the Wan Tang Production Team. To express his gratitude, he specially invited him to a meal at a state-run restaurant. Liu Huilan heard about this afterward and wanted to personally thank him, but the officer had already returned to his unit for an emergency assembly.

Later, Yi Weiliang found out that his classmate, Liu Molin, was the officer’s real niece, so he was very kind to her in elementary school, occasionally bringing her food. Food was especially precious back then. However, after graduating from elementary school, they lost contact, as Yi Weiliang didn’t go to middle school. He wasn’t academically inclined and started working early.

In fact, this time Yi Weiliang agreed to meet with Liu Molin partly because he had secured a job and could offer better security to his future wife, and partly because he wanted to be close to that child.

This wasn’t the first day Yi Weiliang saw that child. His lifesaver had sacrificed himself for the country, and when the ashes were returned last year, his comrade also brought back his son.

When Yi Weiliang heard the news, he secretly went to Wan Tang Production Team. The child was of a silent and introverted nature, but his clothes were still neat and tidy. Yet he would always sit alone on the hillside grass, staring aimlessly into the distance. Yi Weiliang didn’t know what this child was thinking, so he often went to find him, occasionally giving him some food.

Gradually, he noticed that the child’s clothes were becoming more ragged, and he was getting dirtier and thinner. After moving to the county, he hadn’t gone back there.

Yi Weiliang was talking to his younger sister, his gaze heavy. "Little sister, I want to take care of that child. If I marry the Liu family’s girl, I might be able to bring the child over. If I don’t marry, there’s no way I can take him."

"That child won’t have a good future if he stays with that family." Before, Yi Weiliang had maintained a composed demeanor, but now he couldn’t hold it any longer, his eyes gradually reddening.

"Liang..."

The "Liang" in Yi Weiliang’s mouth was that soldier. It was the first time Yi Roujing had seen her third brother like this. Before, he always seemed carefree, and she hadn’t realized he had kept this matter in his heart all along.

"Before Liang left, we had always been in correspondence. That’s also why, even though I only graduated from elementary school, I know quite a few words. It’s all from reading books to write letters, to reply to Liang."

"In Liang’s last letter to me, he said he would help me find an apprenticeship job where I could learn a skill when he returned..." Yi Weiliang’s voice was low. "Now Liang’s gone, and only Youning, his son, is left. I want to look after him more."

Yi Roujing could understand this emotion, but... "So the child was called Youning."

"Yes, when Youning was born, Liang wrote to me about it. His nickname is Gouwa, because a humble name guarantees a good life."

"Third brother, you can’t use your marriage as a trade to help that child," Yi Roujing said seriously. "Besides, you don’t really know what kind of person Liu Molin is. You’ll be at work half the time, can you take care of things at home? Outsiders might have concerns, but Liu Molin is Youning’s own cousin."

"I’ll ask Ding Ancheng about this, see if he has any way. If possible, it would be best to transfer Youning’s registered residence to our family," said Yi Roujing.

"Is that possible?" Yi Weiliang suddenly perked up, his expression slightly excited.

"We should at least try." Yi Roujing said. "But before anything is finalized, we should let someone intimidate them a bit, so Youning’s life can be better afterwards."

Yi Roujing immediately headed for the Huaixi County Public Security Bureau, with Yi Weiliang following behind, a bit apprehensive. "Little sister, little sister, why are we going to the Public Security Bureau?"

"To file a complaint, of course. How can the State ignore the abuse of a military martyr’s relatives?" Although Yi Roujing’s mind was calm, her tone was a bit explosive, making Yi Weiliang realize she was still the same sister, as volatile as a firecracker.

"Wait, let me talk. I know the situation better. You wait outside, I..."

Before Yi Weiliang could finish his sentence, Yi Roujing quickly rushed out, and he hurriedly followed her in a panic.

"Little sister, do you know where the Public Security Bureau is?" Yi Weiliang calmed down a bit after regaining his composure.

Yi Roujing let out a snort and headed in the direction of the County First Middle School. She passed by there every day on her way home, so how could she not know?

The Huaixi County Public Security Bureau was in a residential alley next to the school, adjacent to the Subdistrict Office. After weaving through the streets for a quarter of an hour, Yi Roujing stood in front of the Public Security Bureau’s entrance.

Short of breath and puzzled by his sister’s stamina, Yi Weiliang caught up, "Little, little sister, I just remembered, today’s Saturday, they’re not, not open..."

Just as Yi Weiliang finished speaking, a female police officer in a green uniform walked out of the Public Security Bureau’s entrance.

"The Public Security Bureau has officers on duty even on weekends. What can I help you with?" The female police officer in her thirties, brisk and lively, asked kindly.

"It’s like this, I need to..."

"Comrade Yi Roujing." Yi Roujing had just begun to speak when Lou Wenjian, emerging from the Public Security Bureau, called out to her.

"Mr. Lou." Yi Roujing, seeing Lou Wenjian also in a police uniform, was a bit surprised. It seemed Hu Ailing had changed him, leading him out of darkness and back on the right track.

"You know each other?" The female police officer’s attitude became friendlier. "Wenjian, then you handle these two comrades; they seem to have an urgent matter."

"Sure, Wang." Lou Wenjian nodded, then invited Yi Roujing and Yi Weiliang into the Public Security Bureau, directly taking them to his office and personally pouring them tea.

Though a bit anxious, Yi Weiliang felt a bit relieved to see his sister knew the officer and sensed a kind attitude.

"How should I address this comrade?" Lou Wenjian placed a ceramic mug in front of Yi Weiliang, extended his hand with a smile, and introduced himself, "I’m Lou Wenjian."

"Yi Weiliang." Yi Weiliang instinctively stood up, reached out, and shook hands with Lou Wenjian.

"My third brother," Yi Roujing explained.

"What can I help Comrade Roujing and Comrade Weiliang with?" Lou Wenjian, sitting down, asked congenially, "I will do my utmost to help resolve the issue."

Yi Roujing hadn’t missed the sign hanging at the office door when she came in: Security Administration Corps.