Transmigrating to the 70s, Taking My Younger Sister to the Countryside

Apocalypse overlord Yang Baiyi, while leading a team to clear out zombies, perished along with the zombie king.

When she awoke again, she found herself in a mourning hall, surrounded by relat...

Chapter 385: The Naughty Kids of the 1970s

There are two soft sleeper carriages, each with four beds. The group of people rest in two carriages, divided into men and women.

Sitting on the berth below, sipping tea, and looking at the scenery outside the window, this feeling is more comfortable than a hard seat.

There were no children or pregnant women in the carriage, and Xiao Qingyang leisurely lit a cigarette.

"Dad, all the cigarettes you smoked have gone up to the bunk."

Xiao Fuxing poked his head out from the upper bunk and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"You little rascal, I think you have developed bad habits from having too many good lives.

A few years ago, when we were on the farm, every winter, the shed was freezing cold, and there was a fire on the ridge that blackened our faces, but I didn't hear you complain about choking!

Xiao Qingyang glanced at his son.

Now you can't even stand the smell of smoke. Look how capable you are.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Xiao Fuxing retracted his head in embarrassment.

The little girl was a restless person. After staying in carriage No. 2 for a while, she ran to carriage No. 1.

"Grandpa, does this bus go directly to Su City? When will we arrive?"

The little girl walked around the table and squeezed into Xiao Qingyang's arms.

"My dear granddaughter, once we get to the capital, we have to reverse the car before we can go to Sucheng. It may take four days to get to Sucheng."

When Xiao Qingyang saw his granddaughter coming, he quickly put out his cigarette and held the little girl to sit on his lap.

Seeing his father treating him differently, Xiao Fuxing silently turned over, thinking, out of sight, out of mind.

"Uncle, this pork jerky is delicious, come down and eat with us!"

The little girl picked up the dried meat on the table, took a bite and her eyes suddenly lit up.

This one is different from the pork jerky she had eaten before. It is more fragrant and chewy.

"This isn't pork jerky, it's beef jerky. Of course it tastes better than pork jerky."

When they were in Chenjiatun, Yang Baiyi never took out the beef jerky because he was afraid that the little girl would take it out to show off.

These days, except for the ranches in Mongolian Province, cattle in most other areas are used for draft and are not eaten.

Moreover, there are no bison in the mountains and forests of Northeast China, so it would be difficult for Yang Baiyi to explain why they were brought out.

Now, in the soft sleeper car, there were only his family members. Yang Baiyi took it out from the space and let everyone have it as a snack to pass the time.

“Here I come!”

When his niece called him, Xiao Fuxing got down from the upper bunk without thinking.

He finally realized that he, lying on the upper bunk, was an air filter. None of his father's cigarettes were wasted; they were all smoked by him.

Xiao Fuxing decided that he would never go to the upper bunk to hide for no reason. He would not go back to the upper bunk until his father went to sleep.

"I'm going to tell grandma that this isn't pork jerky, it's beef jerky. She doesn't know yet."

The little girl ran back to the second soft sleeper car noisily.

Children who know how to play can always find their own fun in various environments.

In the small space of the two soft sleeper compartments, the little girl kept running in and out, eating a bite here and a bite there.

It was clearly the same thing divided into two portions, but the little girl tasted different.

The soft sleeper car and the hard seat car at the back, although on the same train, are two different worlds.

Those who can sit in the sleeper car, even if it is a hard sleeper, are people of a certain status.

The safety and privacy here are incomparable to those in hard seat carriages.

Especially since He Zhenhui personally sent Yang Baiyi's family to the train and vaguely told the conductor and the conductor about Yang Baiyi's family's background, they became even more concerned.

There are always more than two crew members on duty in the aisle, serving the soft sleeper cars No. 1 and No. 2.

So even though the little girl was running in and out, Yang Baiyi's family was not worried about her safety.

"What are you eating? Can I have a bite?"

A little boy walked out of the third soft sleeper car. He was plump and well-dressed. It was obvious that he was not a child from an ordinary family.

"Beef jerky is delicious."

Yang Xiaoxiao directly gave the fat boy a piece of beef jerky.

The little girl was not a stingy person to begin with. After being raised in the countryside for more than two years and making a group of friends, she became more generous.

"Yeah, it's delicious. Do you have any more? I can ask my dad to buy some."

The little fat boy took a bite and was conquered by the rich aroma of the beef jerky.

"I won't sell it. My brother and my grandfather also have money."

From birth to now, Yang Xiaoxiao has never had the concept of lack of money.

Especially after I followed my brother to the countryside, the New Year’s money I received in the past few years alone amounted to several hundred yuan.

Even the piggy bank that the little girl uses to store her money is made of porcelain from Jingdezhen.

"My father is a high-ranking official. If you don't sell me the dried meat, I'll have him arrest you."

The little fat man threatened arrogantly.

"You're bragging. Just like my sister said, the police only arrest children who don't obey and don't do their homework."

The little girl curled her lips, and her impression of this impolite little fat boy became worse.

"Grandma, grandma, I don't care. I just want to eat beef jerky."

The little fat boy ran to the door of soft sleeper car No. 3 and twisted his fat body vigorously.

"Golden grandson, what's wrong? What beef jerky?"

An old woman with a mean face walked quickly out of soft sleeper car number three.

"This little girl has beef jerky, but she won't give it to me or sell it to me."

The little fat boy pointed at Yang Xiaoxiao and complained to his grandmother.

"Little girl, do you have any beef jerky left? My grandson wants to eat some, please sell us some!"

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