An Chengzong thought about it and agreed. Recently, all the black markets have been cracking down hard, so now is indeed not a good time to make contact.

We can only try searching as his father suggested for now, and if that doesn't work, we'll think of other ways.

"Let's do it your way for now, and we'll see what to do if we can't find it!"

An Tanli nodded and went to the restroom.

Zhuang Zhiwen took Pingping back to the carriage and then took An'an to the restroom.

Just then, he bumped into An Tanli, who was also heading to the restroom, and they passed each other.

Neither of them paid much attention to the other.

Zhuang Zhiwen had just brought An'an back when the train attendant came knocking on the door with the dining cart.

Zhuang Zhiwen and Wang Xiaoman bought a plate of stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and three servings of rice.

Meals on the train are all served in aluminum lunchboxes. Rice doesn't require ration coupons; the soft sleeper carriages come with their own meal tickets, so you can just pay directly.

Grandpa Zhuang and Grandma Zhuang decided to have dinner in carriage number 9, which is the dining car on the train.

Zhuang Zhijun and his bodyguard followed them, and the four of them exited the sleeper car.

The old man asked Zhuang Zhijun to tell Zhuang Zhiwen something, and then waited for Junjun at the door for a while.

An Tanli and An Chengzong were also going to the restaurant for a meal. When they passed by Zhuang Bingqian, Zhuang Bingqian glanced at the two of them as usual, but didn't pay any attention to them.

After Zhuang Zhijun finished speaking, he came out, and the four old men walked together toward carriage number 9.

Because carriage number 9 is located in the middle of the train, it takes several ordinary carriages to reach the dining hall.

The regular carriages were significantly noisier, with people chatting and eating sunflower seeds, all sorts of noises, chickens crowing, and a very unpleasant smell.

Grandpa Zhuang and his three companions walked through the ordinary carriages without changing their expressions and arrived at the dining car.

The dining car was much better; there was music playing, and no one was making loud noises. Everyone was eating and chatting normally.

The restaurant offers a wider variety of dishes, and sometimes even fish pieces.

During the meal, Zhuang Zhijun couldn't help but make a suggestion.

"Grandpa, let's eat in the sleeper car from now on. The restaurant here is so smelly on the way here, it's killing me!"

Zhuang Bingqian glared at him.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't that how it is on the train? You can eat wherever you want, but I'm still eating in the dining hall. You're not happy about the music playing?"

Cao Wenxiu agreed with Junjun's suggestion.

"Jun Jun and I are in the same boat. I'll eat in that carriage too. You and Xiao Zhang can eat in the restaurant!"

Zhuang Bingqian disagreed.

"No, I don't agree. There are only four of us, why should we eat in two groups? We'll eat with you guys then, I think it's all the same anyway!"

Seeing that the old man had given in, Zhuang Zhijun secretly smiled at his grandmother, and Cao Wenxiu also secretly winked at her grandson.

That afternoon.

Zhuang Zhimeng asked Hao Caiyun.

"Mom, if my grandpa and the others come to the village tomorrow, should we all go to the village entrance to pick them up? Wouldn't that be too much of a fuss?"

Hao Caiyun hadn't thought of this yet, but after thinking for a moment, she made a suggestion.

"How about you and Xiao An go to the village entrance to pick them up? But I reckon Sister Shi and Brother An will go to greet your grandparents!"

Zhuang Zhimeng thought it was likely.

"That works too. At least it's not like our two families and a whole bunch of us are waiting at the village entrance, like we're welcoming some leaders! That's not good!"

Hao Caiyun was amused.

"Hehe, there are only a few of us in total, how could it be as exaggerated as 'a whole bunch of people'?"

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled too.

"Hey, that's the gist of it! I'll go tell Qingbai!"

After saying that, he ran out of the house.

Hao Caiyun shook her head and continued sewing Zhuang Xingzhou's pants.

I don't know where he got the hole, but there's a hole in his pants. These pants were newly made when we came to the countryside, so I took the opportunity to sew them up for him.

Zhuang Zhimeng called An Qingbai outside to talk.

"Brother Qingbai, my grandparents and my older brother are coming tomorrow afternoon. We can just go to the village entrance to pick them up. If my uncle and aunt want to come, let them. We don't need to pick up the others!"

An Qingbai nodded.

"I understand. I guess my mom and dad will go to greet Grandpa and Grandma! Zhizhi is worried that too many people will have a bad influence, right?"

Zhuang Zhimeng told him.

"Yes, if we all go to pick them up, it'll make them look like some important figures, which would be a bad impression!"

An Qingbai also felt that it wasn't a good idea.

"Okay, I'll talk to my family later. We had already agreed that the whole family would go to the village entrance to pick him up! After all, Grandpa is a man of status, and it would seem disrespectful if we didn't go to pick him up!"

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled.

"Hehe, Grandpa won't care about those things. Uncle and Aunt represent the whole family, and of course, Brother Qingbai has to be there!"

An Qingbai looked at Zhuang Zhimeng with a smile.

"Ha! Zhizhi is right, I definitely have to show up. This is a great opportunity for me to shine, how could I miss it?"

Zhuang Zhimeng asked him playfully.

"How do you want to behave? Do you want to massage Grandpa's legs? Bow and scrape like a sycophant?"

An Qingbai angrily ruffled her hair.

"If I really did that, I reckon Grandpa would have kicked me flying, right? He'd probably be thinking, 'What the hell is this thing?'"

Zhuang Zhi couldn't help but laugh when he imagined that scene.

"Haha, Brother Qingbai guessed right, Grandpa is very likely to do that!"

An Qingbai sighed and ruffled her hair again, only satisfied when he had messed it up. He then laughed at his masterpiece.

"Hehe, Zhizhi, you look even better like this!"

Zhuang Zhimeng glared at him, let her hair down, smoothed it out, and then tied it back up.

"Brother Qingbai, how can you be so childish?"

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