Li Xiangdong happily took the ninety yuan, picked up his bag, and left the supply and marketing cooperative.

Pan Jiwen looked at the smug Li Xiangdong with deep resentment, like a deflated pufferfish.

Are you still going to buy it or not?

The salesperson, surnamed Chen, tapped on the glass.

"Buy my ass! They've already ripped me off!"

Pan Jiwen's chubby face turned red and then pale as he vented all the anger he had suffered from Li Xiangdong on the sales clerk.

The sales clerk, surnamed Chen, immediately lost her temper. She was also short-tempered. "Get out if you're not buying! What the hell are you doing dawdling here if you don't have money?!"

The two were about to fight!

At this moment, a young man with a side-parted hairstyle, crescent-shaped eyes, and of medium height walked over and stopped the two.

He grabbed Pan Jiwen's arm. "Young man, let's talk in private!"

Li Xiangdong was unaware of what had happened at the supply and marketing cooperative after he left. He hummed a song as he walked back to Lijiapo.

He just told Aunt Lan that if the supply and marketing cooperative sends out bicycles, she must save one for him.

Once we have bicycles, we won't have to rely on our two legs to go everywhere!

Seeing Li Xiangdong so happy, Li Yan clapped her hands and started singing along with him.

Passersby who saw the brother and sister couldn't help but admire them, saying, "These two children are so good-looking!"

The older one is handsome and tall with thick eyebrows and big eyes, while the younger one is like a glutinous rice ball, soft, chubby, and super cute.

Li Jinjia!

Zhao Sufang busied herself packing. Apart from her eldest son joining the army, none of her other children had ever traveled far from home; they were all under the watchful eyes of the couple.

Her second son's sudden departure to the city left her feeling uneasy and restless.

"Alright, Mom! I'm almost done packing. I'll only be gone for a few days, so you don't need to pack my thermal underwear in my bag, right?"

Li Xiangdong was both amused and exasperated.

In the middle of summer, why did his mother put his autumn clothes inside?

Zhao Sufang came to her senses and took out her thermal underwear.

She was still uneasy. "Xiangdong, why don't we just not go to Dongfang City? What kind of books don't we have in our county? Or how about we send a letter to your older brother and ask him to look for them for you?"

Li Xiangdong stood up, pressed down on his mother's shoulders, and helped her sit on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Mom, don't worry, nothing will happen. I'm 14 already! My dad joined the army at 15 too!" Li Xiangdong gently comforted Zhao Sufang.

A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles!

This is what a mother is like!

Zhao Sufang looked at her second son, who was now a head taller than her, and saw his unusually calm and reliable demeanor. She couldn't help but nod.

"Mom, here's a thousand yuan. Please keep it. When I'm not home, spend it as you like. Don't let your younger siblings suffer, and don't let yourself suffer either."

Li Xiangdong pulled out a stack of brand-new "Big Unity" bills, bound together in the middle with white paper strips.

Zhao Sufang's eyes widened. This, this, this one bill is ten yuan?

It's still a huge stack!

Zhao Sufang instinctively waved her hand to refuse, but Li Xiangdong wouldn't let her refuse and forced it into her hand.

The next morning, before Li Ping and Li Jiabao woke up, Li Xiangdong grabbed his bag and secretly ran to the county bus station!

Ever since they found out that Li Xiangdong was going to Dongfang City, these two have been pestering him to go with them.

At eight o'clock in the morning, there weren't many people at Huichuan County Bus Station.

Li Xiangdong, carrying a bag in his left hand and a bag of meat buns in his right, sat on a bench in the waiting room, eating as he waited.

The clock in the waiting room struck 8:20, and Feng Yucai was still nowhere to be seen in the crowd!

Li Xiangdong wasn't in a hurry. He sealed the paper bag containing the buns and prepared to go for the ticket check.

Just then, a figure rushing over appeared in his sight.

It's Feng Yucai!

"Damn it, I ran into an old lady on my way here. She bumped into me first, but she insisted on making me pay her two cents!"

Feng Yucai was panting heavily, his face covered in sweat. He was relieved to see that he wasn't late.

Li Xiangdong looked at Feng Yucai, who was leaning on his knees and panting heavily, and handed him a train ticket. "Get on the train first!"

Feng Yucai pressed Li Xiangdong, asking, "Aren't you worried I won't come?"

Li Xiangdong didn't even turn his head, "You wouldn't dare!"

Feng Yucai's next words were choked in his throat, and he snorted defiantly.

There are quite a lot of people going to Dongfang City!

The entire red minibus was full, and the two of them found their seats in the crowded throng.

Once the two were settled, Li Xiangdong handed the paper bag in his hand to Feng Yucai.

What is this?

Feng Yucai muttered to himself as he opened the package, and a strong aroma of wheat and meat wafted out.

"Hey! Meat buns!"

Feng Yucai excitedly picked one up and started eating.

Don't let his thin appearance fool you, he has a huge appetite. In no time, he had finished seven or eight meat buns.

Feng Yucai let out a satisfied burp, feeling that the two cents he had spent on the way were nothing to worry about.

Just consider it as buying steamed buns for myself!

The roads now are far inferior to those during the later large-scale infrastructure construction; they are full of potholes, and buses frequently have to stop to pick up and drop off passengers.

Li Xiangdong was so dizzy from the jolting that a wave of acid gushed up into his throat.

Yes, Li Xiangdong got carsick!

In his past life, he drove cars worth over a million, as smooth as a high-speed train. Even his experience driving off-road vehicles in the mountains was much better than it is now!

Feng Yucai was much better in comparison. He glanced at Li Xiangdong and felt a strange sense of pride rising in his heart!

Wild boars really can't eat fine bran!

A peasant is just a peasant; all they deserve to do is walk!

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!