Xia Xiao chuckled, "I haven't been home for several years, and I was afraid of running into bad people on the way. So I brought a brick in my luggage; it made me feel a bit more secure."
Dong Meihua said, "Then why didn't you bring a knife?"
Xia Xiao replied, "A brick is more effective—it's a guaranteed hit once you smash it."
Everyone was at a loss for words but still found Xia Xiao odd. Normal people wouldn't carry a brick around, but this was also in line with Xia Xiao's character—direct and violent.
"Is Educated Youth Xia here?" A voice called from outside.
People in the dorm paused, and Dong Meihua said, "It's He Xuebing." But as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered He Xuebing was there for Xia Xiao and felt annoyed again.
Xia Xiao hurriedly went outside and saw He Xuebing with a luggage bag on his back. She immediately asked, "Mr. He, are you going back to the army now?"
