Rebirth in 1963, starting from escaping from the bridal chamber

However, Feng Baoliang didn't dare to stand at the door for much longer, because he was afraid of being spotted.

So he stood for a few minutes to calm down, then returned to his seat, holding the newspaper and pretending to read it.

But at this time, his mind was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

The medicine has been put in, but what next?

Can it be successful?

If successful, he still has a chance to turn around.

But what if it doesn’t work?

If it fails, will Zhao Heping know that he did it?

Will he be fired by then? Will he be unable to turn over for the rest of his life?

When Zhao Heping came back, he saw Feng Baoliang holding a newspaper in a daze when he entered the door, not knowing what he was thinking.

So he asked casually: "Master Feng, the people from the commune below haven't come yet, right?"

"Huh??" Feng Baoliang was startled and almost tore up the newspaper in his hand.

He had a guilty conscience to begin with, but when he suddenly heard Zhao Heping's voice, he was even more frightened to the point of death.

However, he also knew that this reaction was wrong, so he quickly came to his senses and answered calmly: "No... no one from the commune is here, but they should be there soon."

"Peace, have you finished checking the equipment? Is there anything wrong?"

"If you have any problems, remember to call me to help you."

When people feel guilty and panicked, they often subconsciously pretend to be nice to cover up.

Usually when Zhao Heping goes to screen and inspect the equipment, he has never been so enthusiastic.

Several times, I wanted to help.

Such abnormal behavior made Zhao Heping more and more suspicious of him.

However, he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, so he could only wait and see what happened.

He remained calm on the surface and said with a smile: "The screening equipment has been checked and there are no problems. Thank you, Master Feng."

"As long as it's no problem, that's fine." Feng Baoliang smiled apologetically, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, Zhao Heping would notice something was wrong with him.

Fortunately, Zhao Heping didn't seem to suspect anything. He went directly into the room and returned to his desk to sit down.

Then he took out his notebook and recorded the process of repairing the projection equipment.

Feng Baoliang used newspapers as a cover and had been secretly watching Zhao Heping's every move.

Seeing the other person reach out from his satchel, his scalp was numb with shock.

Fortunately, Zhao Heping just took out his notebook and started writing.

No abnormalities were found throughout the process.

This made Feng Baoliang's heart rise in his throat and settle back into his stomach.

As long as Zhao Heping can't find it now, then when people from the commune come and Zhao Heping starts to get busy, he won't be able to find it anymore.

Feng Baoliang is now looking forward to the people from the commune coming soon.

Zhao Heping was not in a hurry and was still writing about the passing of maintenance equipment.

But when he finished writing and closed his notebook, he found a pill lying on top of his desk next to the magazines "Movie Shows" he had placed.

This made Zhao Heping frown slightly.

He is in good health and has never taken any medicine. Why is there a pill on his desk?

So I reached out and took it over to see carefully what kind of medicine it was.

But looking at the pills, you really can’t tell what kind of medicine they are.

Zhao Heping was confused, but Feng Baoliang was so frightened that he almost died.

He lowered his head and pretended to read the newspaper for three seconds. During this time, where did Zhao Heping get a pill?

Could it be? Was it the piece that he didn't pour into the medicine bottle and rolled to the ground and disappeared?

Just as I was wondering, I heard a knock on the door. Someone from the commune came down below.

"Feng Movie, Zhao Movie, which one of you is going to our place to show the movie today?"

These are two militiamen from the commune who came to pull the projection equipment. Firstly, they are physically strong, and secondly, they have the ability to protect public property.

Both of them were very young, and when they saw Zhao Heping, they looked at him with eager admiration.

They are a rural area on the outskirts of the capital. After such a long period of publicity, Zhao Heping's name has spread throughout their area.

To rural people, Zhao Heping is an outstanding hero if he can appear in newspapers many times in a row and win many honors.

In this era, the most worthy of admiration are heroes like Zhao Heping.

Seeing these two people, Feng Baoliang seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and quickly replied: "It is Comrade Zhao Heping who is performing the screening task today."

Then he immediately stood up and said to Zhao Heping: "Heping, someone from the commune is here."

"Will the equipment be loaded on the truck soon? How about I come with you? Anyway, I have nothing to do."

He was now afraid that Zhao Heping would see clues from the pills, so he used people from the commune to try his best to distract him.

Zhao Heping was [-]% sure at this time that there was indeed something wrong with Feng Baoliang, it was too abnormal.

Being courteous over and over again is definitely not normal.

"Okay, Master Feng, since you want to help, let's come together."

He wanted to see what Feng Baoliang wanted to do.

Feng Baoliang successfully diverted Zhao Heping's attention. He breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, no problem."

"As long as I can help you, just say it and I will definitely help."

"Come on, let's move the equipment."

He is very positive.

At this time, Zhao Heping was not sure what was wrong with Feng Baoliang, so he nodded, closed the notebook in his hand, and put it into his bag.

Then he turned around and found Feng Baoliang looking at him nervously.

When the two people met their eyes, Feng Baoliang immediately changed his gaze and said, "Let's go then."

After speaking, he walked out first.

Zhao Heping frowned slightly, was Feng Baoliang nervous?

What is he nervous about?

Are you really going to tamper with the projection equipment?

With this thought in mind, he stood up and left the screening room.

The militiamen from the two communes were a little excited. When they saw Zhao Heping coming out, they kept talking to Zhao Heping.

However, Zhao Heping's attention was quietly focused on Feng Baoliang.

He found that after he came out of the screening room, Feng Baoliang's nervousness disappeared.

I just don’t know if it’s true or if it’s a cover-up.

Zhao Heping was not in a hurry and took three people with him to install the projection equipment. During the whole process, he focused on Feng Baoliang.

He found that Feng Baoliang didn't have any idea of ​​tampering with the projection equipment, and he helped move the equipment politely without even having to do anything.

Throughout the whole process, the other party was honest and didn't make any small moves.

And, I was never nervous again.

This is very strange.

So, where did Feng Baoliang's nervousness come from just now?

Zhao Heping was confused in his heart but remained calm on the surface.

After moving the projection equipment, Zhao Heping said to the two militiamen: "You two, wait a moment. I will go back to the projection room to get some things and come out immediately."

The two militiamen naturally agreed.

So Zhao Heping and Feng Baoliang went all the way back to the screening room.

On the way, Feng Baoliang had nothing to say and said: "Heping, this is your first screening since the Chinese New Year. Please be more careful. I wish you all the best and a successful screening."

"Thank you, Master Feng." Zhao Heping replied with a smile.

Although he still didn't know what Feng Baoliang was going to do, he discovered an interesting phenomenon.

That is when Feng Baoliang was moving the equipment, everything was normal.

But on the way back to the screening room with him, Feng Baoliang felt a little nervous.

why?