The 60s Island: The Daily Life of a Capitalist Young Lady with the Army - Chapter 9: Wait a Moment!

Chapter 9: Wait a Moment!

Xu Xiangsi frowned slightly.

Elder, you can eat carelessly, but you shouldn’t speak carelessly.

However, she looked at the old woman with a playful smile in her eyes, if you continue to be this unreasonable and troublesome… I might just have a slip of the hand.

Before the words fully faded, her wrist flipped deftly.

The fruit knife spun nimbly between her slender fingers, tracing a brilliant and beautiful silver arc.

The old woman’s wailing abruptly cut off, as if an invisible hand had suddenly choked her throat.

Her cloudy eyes stared fixedly at the still slightly trembling knife in Xu Xiangsi’s hand.

A bone-chilling cold surged violently from the soles of her feet straight to the crown of her head.

The old woman shuddered violently, no longer daring to throw a tantrum.

She scooped up her grandson from the floor.

Let’s go! We’re leaving! No point arguing with this little hussy!

Clutching her grandson, she practically scrambled away, fleeing the second-class cabin area.

Long Peiye’s gaze, however, remained thoughtfully fixed on Xu Xiangsi’s hand that had just sheathed the knife.

The ruthless decisiveness she had shown moments earlier was deeply etched in his mind.

He now realized that he seemed to understand nothing about her either.

She appeared to harbor far too many secrets.

The woman who had been fighting with the old woman earlier watched as Xu Xiangsi scared off the troublesome grandmother and grandson with just a few words and a flash of her knife. Her eyes lit up immediately, and her gaze toward Xu Xiangsi filled with admiration and warmth.

She walked over gracefully, wearing an intentional smile: Oh, sister, you’re truly remarkable! Thank you so much for earlier! Would you like to come sit with me? I can offer you some candy? I even have premium pastries brought from Shanghai!

No need, thank you. I’m feeling a bit unwell.

Xu Xiangsi replied indifferently.

Long Peiye gave the woman a slight nod as a greeting and followed Xu Xiangsi inside with a calm expression.

The door slammed shut decisively in front of the woman.

The smile on her face instantly froze, her outstretched hand still hanging in mid-air, thoroughly snubbed.

Hmph!

The next two days of the voyage passed with unexpected tranquility.

The grandmother and grandson never dared show their faces again, and the fashionable woman tactfully refrained from further disturbances.

Xu Xiangsi spent most of her time secluded in her cabin.

She either organized the various antique treasures she had relocated from the Xu family ancestral home within her Dimension using her consciousness, or retrieved assorted food and drinks from her luggage, living a leisurely and contented life.

Occasionally, she would pull out a book from who-knows-where to read.

Long Peiye didn’t pay much attention at first, since it wasn’t surprising for her to produce any manner of peculiar items.

But once, returning from getting some fresh air, he accidentally glanced at the cover of the book in her hand.

Given Xu Xiangsi’s fearless, bold nature—where she wouldn’t hesitate to brandish a knife at the slightest provocation—he had assumed she would be reading some currently suppressed banned folk books, or at the very least, romantic novels about talented scholars and beautiful ladies to pass the time during this boring voyage.

Yet, when he looked closely, the title emblazoned on the cover was On Protracted War.

Moreover, Xu Xiangsi was watching with great interest, occasionally furrowing her delicate brows and nodding thoughtfully, as if earnestly studying some important strategic deployment issue.

Long Peiye: …

He only felt as if several large, tangible question marks were slowly emerging above his head.

What kind of person was this woman? What was going through her mind?

Though the ship’s speed still seemed sluggish to Xu Xiangsi, the two days passed in a flash.

Soon, a long, loud whistle cut through the tranquility of the sea as the passenger ship, riding the wind and waves, slowly entered an important military port in the south.

Xu Xiangsi followed Long Peiye off the ship, setting foot on this land for the first time. The sea breeze carried a damp, hot atmosphere entirely different from that of Shanghai.

Her eyes held barely concealed novelty as she curiously looked around.

The dock was bustling with people—mostly plainly dressed workers and uniformed soldiers—filled with a rugged, vibrant vitality completely distinct from Shanghai’s.

Long Peiye didn’t let her linger long. After having her take her leather suitcase, he directly led her toward a row of vehicles parked on one side of the dock.

Finally, he stopped before a somewhat worn but still imposing military jeep.

Standing beside the vehicle was a spirited young soldier, his skin tanned dark by sea wind and sunlight, yet his eyes exceptionally bright and lively.

Seeing Long Peiye approach with a young woman, his eyes lit up, and he almost instinctively straightened up to salute and address him as Chief.

But Long Peiye subtly signaled him first with a glance, slightly shaking his head to indicate no need for formalities and to proceed as usual.

Though full of doubts—wondering what act his usually stern chief was putting on by bringing along such a beautiful… family member?—the young soldier immediately understood. He just grinned, revealing a set of neat white teeth with a simple, honest charm.

Xu Xiangsi didn’t notice the subtle exchange between the two.

She examined the military jeep before her; though somewhat old, it was polished to a shine and quite imposing.

Not bad, Long Peiye, she said with a curl of her lips, her tone carrying undisguised teasing and amusement. You’ve got quite the connections, having a military vehicle pick you up. Seems you have considerable face around here.

Hearing Xu Xiangsi’s teasing remark, Long Peiye showed no particular expression on his face, merely shrugging.

I thought you’d have more luggage, he clicked his tongue, his tone somewhat resigned. After all, coming all the way from Shanghai, and being a female comrade… Had I known you only had this small suitcase, we could’ve just hitched a ride back with a passing vehicle.

Xu Xiangsi raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond.

Just as the two were about to open the car door to get in.

Hey, comrade, comrade! Wait a moment! A somewhat shrill yet deliberately ingratiating voice called out from behind them.