[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio":3,"chapter-rich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio-rich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio-chapter-94":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},891058,1166,"Chapter 94: I’ve Got Your Back","rich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio-chapter-94",94,"\u003Cp>While Principal Wang was internally griping, Jiang Cheng came over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Principal, Jiang Cheng is back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is the mud on you getting worse?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Cheng’s hand seems to be injured.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The keen-eyed night school students spotted a wound on Jiang Cheng’s hand. Principal Wang, who had been joking a moment ago, immediately rushed over and asked with concern:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened? Did those foreigners bully you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, how dare they bully our night school people!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang rolled up his sleeves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several teachers and night school students stood up behind him, united against the enemy, all looking ready to avenge Jiang Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng quickly explained to calm them down: \"A rock fell on the mountain, hit me. When have I ever been bullied? I’m so kind; how could they bear it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang: Familiar antics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Student: Jiang Cheng is right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Cheng, let me clean it up for you. It’s seriously infected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurse Zhou Lan walked over and poured some clean water from a kettle, washing Jiang Cheng’s wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she washed, Zhou Lan asked, \"Does it hurt?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng was caught between laughter and tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did she feel like the night school students were treating her like a little sister?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the concerned classmates and teachers, Jiang Cheng laughed and said, \"Saying it doesn’t hurt would be a lie, so it’s a little painful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone couldn’t help but laugh at Jiang Cheng’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her wound cleaned, Jiang Cheng was surrounded by the night school crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a distance, a group cheered loudly and occasionally gasped in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outsiders were curious about what they were doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told them our great nation is a land of etiquette...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And said our night school develops in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty, and labor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told them we deeply love our country, and I’m proud to be from Hua Xia!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng spoke with fervor. Thus, a lively patriotic education session was completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was fantastic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang watched Jiang Cheng in the center, speaking and thought: If every night school teacher were like this, it would be great!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Principal Wang looked at the equally excited night school teachers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never mind, these teachers weren’t clear-headed either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, Jiang Cheng finally finished speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She found Principal Wang and mentioned she was planning to go to the provincial capital with the group of foreigners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing, Principal Wang whispered his advice: \"Jiang Cheng, you’re smart, so I’ll say this once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be careful, as they’re foreigners. Handling things poorly might affect international relations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng knew Principal Wang meant well, and she playfully asked, \"What if I earn foreign exchange?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foreign exchange?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that, Principal Wang’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People of that era were honored to earn foreign exchange for the country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang steeled his heart and whispered even softer: \"Go ahead! If anything happens, blame me, and say I told you to do it. Got it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng was momentarily stunned, feeling warm inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feigning disdain, she said: \"You make it sound like I’m going to do something bad! I’m telling you, they insisted on discussing my pretty bag with me, and I just couldn’t refuse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang stared at Jiang Cheng for several seconds, built confidence in what he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re right! Exactly like that! We’ll say that to anyone!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t we stop deceiving ourselves?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the lack of sentimental words, Principal Wang was ready to back Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng knew his words were sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides would go the length to help, establishing deep roots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After communicating with Principal Wang, Jiang Cheng first met with the pregnant woman who wanted to thank her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pregnant woman was named Ma Chunhua, traveling alone with her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng didn’t ask what exactly she was doing, but they exchanged contact details and addresses because her little girl Lan Hua wanted to write Jiang Cheng letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing chatting with the pregnant woman, Jiang Cheng reconfirmed with Principal Wang that they would meet at the provincial drama troupe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the rescue trucks would take them to the provincial capital, the night school people had been invited to stay at the provincial drama troupe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Jiang Cheng needed to return to the vehicle transporting the foreigners to go to the capital with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon returning to the foreigners, staff member Xiao Zhao reacted as if seeing a long-lost parent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Cheng—you’re finally back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you hadn’t returned, he’d have gone mad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could understand the feeling of a chicken talking with ducks, and not just a duck, a whole flock!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outnumbered and overwhelmed, Xiao Zhao couldn’t stand it anymore!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng rescued Xiao Zhao, who, full of gratitude, quickly retreated to stand beside the dazed-looking Pan Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Cheng was staring at Jiang Cheng, now with a washed face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Cheng asked. Xiao Zhao noticed something unusual and said, \"That’s the translator who picked up your shoe earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Pan Cheng’s awestruck face blushed with embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone like Pan Cheng, who cares about face, Jiang Cheng was a witness of his shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pink bubble that hadn’t yet risen popped in Pan Cheng’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Cheng averted his gaze, turned around, and left without a pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Zhao quietly basked in his accomplishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of passengers boarded the trucks, and the dozen army-green trucks roared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng sat with the foreigners, and to prevent them from griping about the trucks or making any unpleasant comments, she taught them songs instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tune known in almost every country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A song everyone could sing without dispute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trucks rumbled onward, and a cheerful melody floated from the truck beds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sang the birthday song for nearly an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour in, even the toughest foreigners couldn’t take it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, they leaned on each other or fell asleep against boxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the trucks wobbled into the provincial capital, night had already fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The foreigners were to stay at the city’s best hotel, approved to host foreign guests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng followed to organize accommodations for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once settled, it was already past eleven at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Director Leng had approved a room specifically for Jiang Cheng to rest well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng took a refreshing shower and immediately fell asleep on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Jiang Cheng still woke up early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She went straight to the restaurant on the hotel’s second floor, had a free breakfast, and asked about the location of the post and telegraph office—she planned to make a few calls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she finished eating, a waiter walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse me, are you Ms. Jiang Cheng?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, that’s me. Is something the matter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The waiter nodded with a smile, handing her a note: \"This was passed on by a female comrade. She’s waiting outside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Female comrade?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng searched her mind but couldn’t recall any female comrades connected to her in the provincial capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened the note, and the bold, strong handwriting read, \"Hello Ms. Jiang Cheng\" caught her eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say you can tell a person from their writing—who’s this strong female?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Cheng scanned down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heard of a nearby train accident, hence called to inquire about your train. Made a bold visit today, hope you understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Signed: Shen Xing Shen Yue.\u003C\u002Fp>",1239,"2026-06-03T05:46:21.787Z",1,"novelbin.me","bd6e449ed6c534bea9ed18ea1febe898ed1c07866770b585fe24fdbe19866709","rich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio-chapter-95","rich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio-chapter-93",340,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frich-in-the-70s-i-made-a-rugged-veteran-a-millio-cover.jpg"]