"Uncle, don't bring those. The cans are too heavy and they break easily."

If Jiang Si hadn't been afraid of being suspected as a spy, she would have even wanted to stuff her suitcase into the space.

"Then bring the luncheon meat. It's made of iron."

There is no way. Qiongzhou Island is a place where material supplies are insufficient and many things cannot be bought.

Especially for special products like luncheon meat, it is not easy to buy even for black people.

Jiang Si said helplessly that this thing is not bad, but it is difficult to open.

"Uncle San, I won't bring any luncheon meat."

"You are not allowed to send them to me. Keep them for yourselves. Then who..."

It had been a long time since she had called this person's name. Jiang Si was still a little uncomfortable with it and paused for a few seconds before she spoke.

"Huo Tingzhou, he is the commander of the flight regiment after all, so he will definitely not let me down in terms of food and drink."

Jiang Si said this, but she had no intention of deceiving her third uncle.

You know, pilots of this generation are truly popular!

A regimental-level officer like Huo Tingzhou has a basic monthly salary of 141 yuan.

The Air Force is different from other branches of the military. Pilots all eat at the flight crew kitchen, and the standard food allowance per person per day is around 3 yuan.

Milk, soy milk, coffee, eggs, chocolate, Grade A cigarettes, special liquor, various cakes... these are all freely available.

For other branches of the military, for example, the first-class kitchen of the Army has a daily meal allowance of 0.45 yuan per person, and the meal allowance for ground crew is 0.9 yuan.

The point is that these all require personal payment, while the Air Force does not.

Because everything they eat, drink and use is paid for by the government.

In addition, pilots enjoy the highest treatment in terms of housing, troop support, medical care, material support and children's education.

Jiang Siyi knew all this thanks to Lin Yueru.

In the original book, Lin Yueru actually had the idea of ​​snatching her son-in-law long before, and she had no idea how many times she had said this to Shen Qingqing.

However, someone doesn’t buy it at all!

Since Jiang Si said so, Third Uncle didn't insist anymore.

"If you need anything, remember to call me."

"I know~"

After breakfast, Uncle San and Uncle Zhong found a turtle car to take Jiang Si to the train station.

At that time, the train station did not have the Little Red Riding Hood business, and the beds in the sleeper car were reserved for tickets. Jiang Si did not have much luggage, so it did not matter if she got on the train late.

"Si girl, be careful on the road, and remember to let us know when you arrive."

"Yeah, I remember that."

"Uncle San, Uncle Zhong, you should also take good care of your health."

"Don't worry, we are in good health."

"As for you, Qiongzhou Island is not like Shanghai. You will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable after you have been there. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, don't bear it. You must see a doctor as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

"Also, if Huo dares to turn his face away from you..."

Although the possibility is low, the third uncle said firmly.

"If he dares to give you the cold shoulder, Zhong and I will pick you up right away!"

Jiang Si smiled and was about to say something.

At this moment, the radio suddenly sounded.

"Dear passengers, the ticket inspection for Train T49 from Shanghai to Guangzhou has started."

"Passengers taking Train T49, please pack your belongings, go to Gate 4 for ticket checking, and board at Platform 6..."

Hearing the urging voice on the radio, Uncle San and Uncle Zhong quickly picked up their luggage and sent the person to the ticket gate.

"Girl Si, take all your things and come in quickly."

"Oh, it's so annoying..."

Hearing this, Jiang Si's nose suddenly felt sore and tears began to fall.

"Silly girl, why are you crying..."

"Come in quickly, we are also going back."

Fearing that Jiang Si would feel sad, Third Uncle and Uncle Zhong quietly wiped away their tears, waved their hands, and walked away, looking back every few steps.

Jiang Si stood there for a while, until their backs disappeared, then she picked up her luggage and strode onto this unknown journey of her own.