Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

The woman followed his gaze and looked over.

Only then did he notice Zhou Tianyang standing behind Li Yunlong.

She looked Zhou Tianyang up and down a few times, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Oh, so this must be Commander Zhou of the new Second Regiment?"

"I've heard my husband mention it several times. He says that he's very young, brave and resourceful, and quick-witted when it comes to fighting."

"You really are young."

Zhou Tianyang stood there, staring at the woman in front of him, momentarily stunned.

Of course he knew who she was.

The brigade commander's wife.

In my past life.

He had seen this name more than once while reading historical materials about Eighth Route Army generals.

Wang Xiuying, a native of Shanghai, joined the Communist Party in 1925.

He worked in the workers' movement and underground work in the Kuomintang-controlled areas for a long time. He was once imprisoned by the Kuomintang but was later rescued by the organization.

After the outbreak of the full-scale War of Resistance against Japan in 1937, she traveled to Shanxi and reunited with Brigade Commander Chen.

He was in charge of logistics and women's affairs in the Eighth Route Army, and also served as the secretary of the Party branch of the brigade headquarters.

She is resolute and decisive in her actions.

She enjoys high prestige among the family members of cadres stationed at the brigade headquarters and is respectfully called "Big Sister".

But Zhou Tianyang remembered the last sentence about her in that biography very clearly.

In March 1939, Wang Xiuying was shot and killed while covering the evacuation of government offices and civilians during a counter-insurgency battle in Nangong County, Hebei Province. She was only thirty-three years old.

Looking at the woman with the gentle smile in front of him, Zhou Tianyang felt as if something had suddenly struck his heart.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he felt that all words were too weak.

He ultimately only took half a step forward, his voice unconsciously lower than usual.

"Big sister, do you know me?"

Wang Xiuying smiled, her tone carrying the warmth of an elder looking at a younger generation.

"Old Chen talks about you every day, saying how good Zhou Tianyang of the new Second Regiment is at leading troops, and how he gives the 386th Brigade Commander face."

"Even if I've never met you, I've heard so much about you that I'm sick of it."

"Upon seeing him today, he really is a spirited young man."

Li Yunlong, joining in the fun, chimed in:

"Big sister, don't just praise him!"

Wang Xiuying glanced at Li Yunlong, and said with a mixture of a smile and seriousness:

"That's because Commander Zhou is a skilled commander."

"If you, Li Yunlong, could put half of your verbal skills into leading troops, your New First Regiment would have already reached the gates of Taiyuan."

Li Yunlong was momentarily speechless, and opened his mouth to retort.

But seeing Wang Xiuying's expression, he swallowed his words.

After Wang Xiuying finished criticizing Li Yunlong, she looked at Zhou Tianyang.

"Commander Zhou, I heard from Old Chen that you're only twenty this year?"

Zhou Tianyang nodded.

"Just turned twenty."

Wang Xiuying's gaze lingered on him for a moment, her tone carrying an undisguised admiration.

"I've been in the rear for the past few years and have met quite a few Eighth Route Army cadres, but a regimental commander as young as you is truly a first."

Zhou Tianyang felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze and scratched the back of his head.

"Big sister, I was just lucky to have caught the opportunity."

Wang Xiuying chuckled.

"Old Chen told me that when you came out of the 772nd Regiment, you only had a company of men, and you couldn't even gather enough guns."

"It hasn't been long, and the new Second Regiment has already gathered more than a thousand people. This can't be explained by luck alone."

Li Yunlong chimed in from the side.

"Big sister is right, this kid is really capable."

"Old Li doesn't usually praise people, but I really admire Zhou Xiaogui."

Wang Xiuying glanced at him.

"Stop flattering me. Old Chen here didn't say a good word about you."

Li Yunlong's expression changed.

"Big sister, how could the brigade commander do this..."

"Alright, alright, I was just kidding."

Wang Xiuying waved her hand.

He turned his gaze back to Zhou Tianyang, his eyes now holding the look of an elder sizing up a younger person.

She looked it over several times, seemingly becoming more and more satisfied, and then suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"Commander Zhou, are you married?"

Zhou Tianyang was stunned for a moment.

"what?"

"I asked you, are you married?"

Wang Xiuying asked the question with a clear conscience.

"You're twenty years old, not young anymore."

"Back in our day, it was common for people to get married at eighteen or nineteen."

"You're out fighting with your troops all day, and there's no one around to care for you. How can that work?"

Zhou Tianyang was completely stumped by the question.

He never expected that the brigade commander's wife would ask this question.

He opened his mouth, his mind racing for a while, before finally managing to utter a single sentence.

"Big sister, I can't worry about these things right now..."

Wang Xiuying interrupted him, her tone carrying an unyielding force.

"You have time to fight, time to train, time to take down the Japanese strongholds, but you don't have time to settle down and start a family?"

"What kind of talk is that?"

"Let me tell you, the organization should care about young cadres like you."

"You can't just focus on fighting the war; someone has to take care of your daily life too."

Li Yunlong was laughing so hard he almost fell over, and his cigarette almost dropped to the ground.

He clutched his stomach, his face full of schadenfreude.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Zhou Xiaogui, you've finally met your match!"

"Your older sister is right, it's time for you to settle down and start a family!"

"I'll have my older sister introduce you to someone later; I guarantee he'll be even more capable than the soldiers in your Second New Regiment!"

Wang Xiuying glared at him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Li Yunlong, I haven't even said anything to you yet."

How much older are you than Jay Chou?

"How many girls have I introduced you to before? Haven't you liked a single one of them?"

Li Yunlong's smile froze on his face instantly.

He nearly dropped the cigarette he was holding, caught it hastily, and then coughed twice.

"Big sister, my situation is different..."

"What's the difference?"

Wang Xiuying retorted without hesitation.

Li Yunlong lowered his head sheepishly and smoked, muttering something indistinctly, his earlier gloating demeanor completely gone.

Seeing his expression, Wang Xiuying didn't say anything more.

He then turned his gaze to Zhou Tianyang, his tone softening once more.

"Commander Zhou, I've taken your matter to heart."

"I'll find you someone later. There are quite a few excellent female comrades in our Eighth Route Army, both literate and skilled in martial arts, who would be a perfect match for you."

Zhou Tianyang stood there, unsure whether to nod or shake his head.

Looking into Wang Xiuying's smiling eyes, he felt a complex mix of emotions.

The female revolutionaries of this era were different from those he had encountered in his previous life.

They possess an innate enthusiasm and sense of responsibility, as if it were only natural for them to worry about everything.

They must manage organizational matters, military affairs, and even the personal issues of lower-level cadres.

The time of her sacrifice flashed through Zhou Tianyang's mind.

June 1939.

There are less than ten months left.

Zhou Tianyang tried hard to suppress those thoughts.

He smiled, his tone softening slightly.

"I appreciate your kind offer, sister."

"However, as you know, the Japanese could come and sweep us away at any time. Our troops have just finished two battles and we still have a lot to do."

"Let's talk about getting married later."