An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 101 It's normal to be unknown

From the perspective of archival security and regulatory restrictions, the Panzhou City Archives only allows one person from the military to access the mountain of archival materials piled up in the room.

Meng Youyou has been spending several days in the archives reading room, and at one point she felt like she was going blind.

Going through thousands of files one by one was dizzying.

These materials contain many traditional characters, variant characters, cursive script, and illegible characters due to their age, which brought considerable difficulties to Meng Youyou's identification and screening work.

As time passed day by day, Meng Youyou gained nothing.

This result is not surprising, given the sheer size of the expeditionary force; it's impossible for a single reading room to record everyone's names and deeds.

It is rare for them to be known by the world; being unknown is the norm for them.

No one remembers their names, and they have never even been mentioned in historical records, even though they shed blood, were wounded, and even paid the price of their lives for the victory of the War of Resistance.

Meng Youyou finished reading the last volume of the file in her hand, but she couldn't find the name Yang Jianze at all.

She felt dizzy and disoriented; she was filled with regret and resentment.

Meng Youyou took a deep breath, patted her cheeks hard, and tried to cheer herself up. She planned to check again to prevent herself from carelessly missing any clues, although the possibility of that was very low.

She picked up the names written in the notebook and looked at them a few more times. In fact, she had repeated this action countless times in the past few days, as if she wanted to engrave these names deep into her mind.

Xia Jielin, Liu Jixing, Ding Guoxiong, Zhang Quansheng, Long Xingfu...

These were the names of the comrades-in-arms that Yang Jianze told Meng Youyou, whom he remembered. Unfortunately, Meng Youyou did not see these names in the piles of files in front of her.

The tedious and repetitive work has started up the progress bar again...

"Knock...knock knock, knock...knock knock," a familiar knocking sound rang out.

Meng Youyou stood up, stretched her back, and went to open the door.

Huo Qingshan stood outside the door. The door was pulled open from the inside, and a small head peeked out, looking aggrieved.

The girl pouted and blinked at him, "Commander Huo, I'm so tired."

Her tone was soft and weak, with a hint of coquetry.

Huo Qingshan couldn't help but chuckle, and reached out to rub her head. "Take a break if you're tired. I'll go in and cover for you for a while."

"Didn't they only approve me to come in? You'd better not come in, otherwise it will disrupt their normal management system."

His voice was still downcast when he said this.

"I left my military officer's ID with them and successfully obtained special permission."

Upon hearing this, Meng Youyou felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She immediately flung open the door and bowed in the same way as the messengers at the hotel entrance, inviting them in, "Welcome to Hell Mode."

……

Huo Qingshan sat down and immediately began flipping through the files without delay.

Meng Youyou sat opposite him and introduced him to the experience of her "senior": "I looked from the first column on the north wall, and went around clockwise. The one you have is the last book in the last column on the west wall."

The files also have serial numbers on the side; please look back in reverse order as I've described.

Huo Qingshan didn't even look up, his eyes fixed on the file in his hand. "Okay."

Meng Youyou rested her chin on her hand, admiring the man's handsome profile, but her mind was "dedicated" in thinking about other options.

She listlessly flipped through the notebook containing her conversations with the elderly Yang Jianze. It wasn't much, just a few pages long. She flipped from the first page to the last, and then back again.

She's practically worn out the notebook from flipping through it so many times.

Suddenly, her gaze drifted over "Tea Doctor" and lingered there for a long time. She called out his name: "Huo Qingshan."

The tone is moderate.

"Hmm," the man replied softly, his head still buried in the files.

“I asked Grandpa Yang to recall as many of his experiences during the war as possible. He mentioned that after he was wounded, a ‘tea doctor’ treated his wounds. Is it possible for us to start from there?”

Upon hearing this, Huo Qingshan finally raised his head and met her gaze, his expression meticulous. "The Cha clan is basically distributed within Nanyun Province, and this surname is very rare even in Nanyun Province. Military doctors usually register treatment records when treating wounded soldiers during their service. Logically speaking, this should be a breakthrough."

Meng Youyou exclaimed with delight, "Then quickly follow this line and feel your way down!" As she spoke, she walked over and pulled the man up from the chair. Before he could even stand properly, she hurriedly pushed him to the door.

She waved her hands rapidly in the air, as if shooing away flies, "Go quickly, go quickly, leave the work here to me."

The next second, he was about to make a move to close the door.

Huo Qingshan reacted quickly, extending his right hand to prop open the door, then quickly glancing left and right at the two ends of the corridor before lowering his head to peck the pink lips of the person in front of him.

He had rarely seen her in private these past few days. He had been lusting after her for a long time, and his "wicked thoughts" finally overcame his reason. He took action and got what he wanted, no longer just wishing for something he didn't want.

After realizing what was happening, Meng Youyou instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes widening in embarrassment and anger, and said, "What are you doing? We're outside! There are people everywhere in the archives!"

"Nobody's here," he said, suppressing a laugh, his smile resembling that of a greedy cat that had just successfully stolen some fish.

Meng Youyou kicked the man hard, not holding back, and slammed the door shut with a bang, looking fierce.

……

Once the right direction was found, things progressed rapidly, exceeding everyone's expectations.

On the day Meng Youyou set off from the camp, her backpack contained crucial supporting documents that could prove that the elderly Yang Jianze had once been an expeditionary soldier.

Before she got on the bus, Huo Qingshan came to see her off and gave her a hot roasted sweet potato.

She joked, "It's all thanks to Battalion Commander Huo's strong support that I was able to keep my promise."

Huo Qingshan calmly replied, "Then I won't get a reward?"

He leaned closer as he spoke.

Meng Youyou was so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth and turned to look at the driver's reaction. Fortunately, the driver did not turn around.

Huo Qingshan just smiled when he saw this, then calmly reached out and pinched the right side of Meng Youyou's head with his finger. "There's something in your hair," he said, and then made a near-parabolic motion with his right hand.

Meng Youyou looked in that direction, but there was nothing in the air.

He slowly pulled back from his leaning position, looked at her, and said seriously, "Have a safe trip and come back soon."

If we don't have enough materials, we can look for more; there's always a way.

That's on someone else's turf. Try to avoid conflict during negotiations. If any unexpected situation arises, contact the local embassy immediately. Don't be afraid, I'll come find you.

He could always easily sense her subtle emotions.

Just like now, he saw through her feigned ease to the deep worry and tension beneath her heart, and then calmed her chaotic mind with just a few words.

It's like magic.

Meng Youyou sniffed and whispered, "I know."

The man held out a clenched fist towards her, "Go for it!"

She clenched her fist and bumped it against his, smiling as she said, "I will!"