A young intellectual arrived in Zhoujia Village, delicate and beautiful, clearly not built for hard labor, making the old village head’s face turn black. Later, the young intellectual’s medical...
Jiang Qinghe instantly demonstrated what a cloudy day turns to sunny. "Hello, my daughter is alone. Her classmates have gone to other places. You are all girls and you have something to say. You should get along well with each other when you get to a new place..."
The broadcast announcing the train's departure rang out. Jiang Qinghe was reluctant to leave, but he had no choice but to get off the train.
Jiang Wanzhou said very little from beginning to end, but Jiang Nian noticed that his eyes were red.
"Jiang Nian, we are all going to the same place. We will see each other every day. Why don't we be so polite? Just call each other by our names." The seat opposite Niu Aixiang was still empty, so he called her, "Hurry up and take a seat. You can get on the bus here. You should be from Sucheng. We are both from Haicheng."
Li Rui also took his things and moved them over here, sitting down next to Jiang Nian. "What a coincidence, I'm from Haicheng too."
Niu Aixiang and Li Rui were both talkative people and soon started chatting. Jiang Nian didn't say much, and Zhao Heping didn't speak either. He sat in his seat looking a little decadent, his face pale, and his eyes revealed confusion.
Jiang Nian could tell at a glance that Zhao Heping must be injured.
But she didn't pay too much attention to the other person, because through the window, she could see her family standing outside.
As the train moved slowly, their pace also began to run.
Zhu Xianglan was the first to fall down as she couldn't hold on any longer, and Zhou Die turned back to help her up.
The speed of the train gradually increased. Jiang Nian waved at them through the window. The figures of Jiang Qinghe and Jiang Wanzhou could no longer be seen clearly.
Haicheng is the starting point of this train, and it takes three days and two nights to reach the terminal. They will have to wait two days and two nights before they can get off the train in Jianglin City.
Most of the people who had just boarded the bus recovered from their sadness and started to strike up conversations with people next to them who shared the same destination with them. Then they gathered in groups of three or five and talked about their future lives under all kinds of circumstances.
Jiang Nian fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. When he woke up, he saw that Niu Aixiang and Zhao Heping had switched seats. He was also drowsy at this time.
I woke up early in the morning and ate early, so I was already feeling hungry.
The lunch box in the bag was wrapped in a towel and still warm.
Jiang Nian opened it and saw white rice mixed with scrambled eggs with green peppers and two pieces of braised pork, which whetted his appetite.
The people around him were also attracted by the smell of food and took out their lunch boxes.
After all, the journey is thousands of miles away, and even the poorest families will prepare a sumptuous meal for their children.
Some people started crying while eating and buried their faces in their lunch boxes.
"I don't want to jump the queue, I want to stay at home, I want to go home, woo woo..."
"I don't want to go to the countryside either. I want to go home too."
At the beginning, I only dared to think about it in my heart but didn't dare to say it out loud. But once someone took the lead, it instantly resonated with everyone.
The whole carriage was filled with sobbing sounds, painful and suppressed.
Although Niu Aixiang and Li Rui didn't cry, their eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Jiang Nian finished his meal quickly, got up to wash the lunch box, and brought back a pot of tea.
The crying in the carriage had stopped, leaving only their red eyes, representing the reality of what had just happened.
Her seat was inside, so Li Rui had to stand up to go in. Li Rui wanted to sleep against the window, so she simply moved inside and let Jiang Nian sit outside.
Zhao Heping had a blank expression on his face the entire time, and he showed no empathy when others cried. He seemed even more heartless than Jiang Nian.
After Jiang Nian sat down, he took out his teacup from his bag, stood up and left.
Niu Aixiang felt distressed and nervous, "Brother Heping, do you want some water? Sit down and take a rest. I'll go get you some water, okay?"
"No, I'll go by myself."
Only then did I hear him utter his first words.
His hoarse voice sounded as if it had been pulled out by the teeth of a saw, and he walked with his arms folded across his chest and hunched over, looking weak and alert. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)