The Drama Queen Zhiqin Goes to the Countryside and is then Embraced by a Rough Cowherd

Setting: Fictional parallel universe, please do not reference historical events!

Bai Fumei Su Qingci, who managed a farm in modern times, was sent to the 1970s as a young educated youth by Ce...

Chapter 277 Escape from India

During the two-plus hours they waited for their train in Changsha, Song Jingzhou taught Su Qingci a very important lesson in life.

Various tricks have emerged: exchanging change, claiming kinship, lottery winnings, toddlers looking for their mothers, people crying and begging to morally blackmail others after losing money, petty theft, staged acts, and even outright robbery...

Song Jingzhou pointed to a pair of women arguing loudly not far away and showed them to Su Qingci, who was standing in a long queue.

"See that lady in the military green coat? She's arguing fiercely with that woman in front of her, but did you notice anything?"

Su Qingci looked in the direction Song Jingzhou was pointing and saw that the older woman was busy arguing with the aunt, and her luggage had already been taken away.

"You watch, the people who'll be trying to break up the fight are about to step in."

As soon as Song Jingzhou finished speaking, a kind-hearted woman rushed out from the crowd and tried to mediate the fight.

"Oh dear, sister, let's just leave it at that. When we're out and about, let's all keep our mouths shut."

...

Su Qingci clearly saw that the kind-hearted woman, under the guise of breaking up the fight, groped the older woman all over her body.

"This, this is too, too..."

Su Qingci swallowed hard. The original owner of this body had managed to reach Peach Blossom Town unscathed when she went to the countryside back then; it was simply incredible luck.

Alipay and WeChat in later generations have indeed cut off the livelihoods of many people, no wonder everyone has turned to online fraud.

Seeing that Su Qingci had clearly taken his words to heart, Song Jingzhou patted her head.

"Go ahead, it's your turn."

An older woman behind him said to Song Jingzhou irritably, "Alright, alright, everyone's inside. What are you doing here, a grown man?"

"It's really rare to see someone queuing up for the toilet with their wife."

Song Jingzhou gave a nonchalant, roguish smile. "Well, here you are."

"My wife is so beautiful, if she gets kidnapped by bad guys, where will I go to cry?"

"Alright, young man, what are you still standing there for?"

"See those big words on the wall? This is the women's restroom. It's really inappropriate for a man to be loitering around the entrance like this."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What's wrong with me standing here? I'm standing so far away, even with binoculars I couldn't see anything. Besides, isn't that door closed? Am I in your way?"

"I'm not leaving, my wife hasn't come out yet."

“If you think it’s unfair, you can go and squat outside the men’s restroom. Now men and women are equal.”

Su Qingci regretted entering the restroom as soon as she did. "Is this even a restroom?"

What comes into view is a row of big, white buttocks, with crisscrossing ditches at the feet, and nothing to cover them up.

Everyone was so open and honest with each other, face to face, farting together, excreting and chatting happily.

The sound of flushing water could be heard from time to time at the end of the ditch, and the excrement in the ditch kept floating past in front of everyone.

Su Qingci glanced at it twice and left with a pale face. This was even more terrifying than a rural outhouse.

Song Jingzhou stood guard outside the women's restroom like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, taking on seven, eight, nine, or even ten middle-aged women by himself.

As Su Qingci ran out, covering her mouth, she saw Song Jingzhou waving at her, "Here, here."

With her boyfriend Bao Nan by her side, Su Qingci didn't get a chance to go into the farm until she got on the bus.

After 4 a.m., the waiting room gradually became more crowded.

At five o'clock, the sky was beginning to lighten, and the announcements of train schedules were being broadcast repeatedly. Long queues began to form at the ticket gates.

Later, the waist-high iron gate fell apart, and the surging crowd squeezed inside.

Those two staff members were very experienced. When they saw that the situation was not good, they immediately took off running. Otherwise, they might have been trampled to death.

The train from Xingcheng to Kyoto only runs once a day, and it crosses six provinces along the way, so you can imagine how many passengers it carries.

At this point, Su Qingci stopped being coy and grabbed Song Jingzhou's clothes to squeeze forward.

With his luggage bags in both hands, Song Jingzhou charged forward like a bull, carving a bloody path for Su Qingci behind him.

The two rushed onto the platform without any regard for their image.

Looking at the scene before her, Su Qingci was stunned once again.

Last time, the original owner was put on the train by the neighborhood committee when he went to the countryside.

Going to the countryside to support national construction was a very honorable thing. When we left, we were even given big red flowers, and we entered the station through a special passage. It was never as crowded as it is today.

Furthermore, the original owner was in a daze the whole way and didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment. Later, she even developed a high fever and relied mostly on Li Li, Luo Song, and the other two, as well as another group of fellow villagers who went to the countryside with her, to take care of her.

Now.......

Looking at the scene before her, Su Qingci thought she was in India if she didn't know she was in China.

Goodness, it's like a scene from a movie about fleeing famine.

Everyone rushed to squeeze towards the train door, most of them carrying or carrying luggage and baskets. You pushed and shoved me, I stepped on you, shouts, screams, cries, curses... all alternating and never-ending.

Some people couldn't wait any longer and nimbly climbed over the train windows to get inside. Those with companions had it much easier because someone below was helping them push their buttocks up.

Everyone followed suit, and rows of windows were filled with a dense crowd of people.

After one person climbs in, they peek out the window and take the dolls or luggage handed to them by their family. Once everything is inside, it's the adults' turn. One person pulls upwards with all their might from inside, while the other climbs up with all their might using their hands and feet.

Next to the platform, old men and women were laboriously calling out, "Two cents for carrying one, two cents for carrying one, half price for children, only one cent."

"Go early to secure a spot. This journey takes more than half a day or a whole day, so don't be stingy with these two cents."

"Those who came up at the back didn't even have room to move their feet!"

At the aunt's call, a woman carrying two babies quickly stepped forward.

“Lift my man up, here’s two cents.”

"Big Ox, hurry up."

The older men and women were quick and efficient; as soon as they received the money, they hurriedly lifted the man and stuffed him through the window.

They quickly threw the man into the carriage.

"Da Niu, here, here, hurry up and get the child on board."

The woman with the doll hanging on her arm waved excitedly at the man, but several middle-aged women and men were shoving people up into the window one by one, so her man had no chance to get close.

The woman had originally intended to save four cents, but her husband was a disappointment. Seeing that there were more and more people behind him, he got anxious and quickly took out another two cents.

"Sister, it's my man, it's me."

"Please don't charge me for my two kids."

"No, rules are rules. How about you add another ten cents and I'll waive the cost of the other doll for you?"

"Okay, okay, hurry up, or there won't even be any room to stand, let alone a place to sit."