Hulin Railway Station.
Zhang Hongcheng sighed.
When I first came here and jumped onto the platform, I was alone.
And there are quite a lot of people coming to see me off today.
Chen Beilei, Lu Yan and Zhao Ganmei all came.
However, the three female classmates ignored Zhang Hongcheng and instead surrounded his good-looking girlfriend, looking at her curiously.
Jian Yong and Yu Kai were stuffing things into the train windows on the platform, while Zhang Hongcheng and several fellow villagers were waiting above to receive them.
At the end of April, the entire Northeast is busy with farming.
So today's train was very empty, with only seven or eight passengers in the entire carriage, including Zhang Hongcheng.
There are still many people who have not come to see Zhang Hongcheng off.
When there were few people, the female train attendants were too lazy to take care of things and just stood together chatting and eating melon seeds.
These fellow villagers that Zhang Hongcheng had never met before rushed to the platform today and said they were there to see him off, but in fact they wanted him to help bring some things back.
Zhang Hongcheng did not refuse.
He happened to be able to rest for two days at home on his way to Yunnan Province.
In this era, it is an unwritten custom to carry letters or things for fellow villagers.
Although it will definitely be tiring on the road, his fellow villagers and his family will always remember this favor.
The old saying "A letter from home is worth a thousand pieces of gold" also implies that one owes a favor to the person who delivers the letter.
When the whistle sounded, Chen Beilei and the others finally let Chu Miaohong go.
Chu Miaohong looked at Zhang Hongcheng through the window without saying anything. She had said everything she needed to say last night.
She waited for news from Zhang Hongcheng after he returned home.
Zhang Hongcheng looked at her and smiled, telling her not to worry.
Chen Beilei, Lu Yan and Jian Yong all sent letters and things home, repeatedly telling Zhang Hongcheng not to lose them.
However, Zhao Ganmei didn't bring anything to her family, and even secretly asked Zhang Hongcheng not to contact her family.
Zhang Hongcheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Ganmei's slightly dark circles with a hint of thought.
The train drove out of the platform, and Zhang Hongcheng retracted his head into the window until he could no longer see the scenery behind it.
For a moment he wanted to jump off the train and run back….
The two aluminum lunch boxes given by Chu Miaohong were opened, and inside were a portion of lion's head and stir-fried chili peppers that she had made herself.
Zhang Hongcheng devoured it in one gulp while it was still hot.
It’s true, my future daughter-in-law’s cooking skills are really amazing.
The only thing that could be improved is that there was too much sugar in the stir-fried chili peppers.
The dark soup at the bottom of the lunch box is full of sugar.
Why is there sugar in stir-fried chili peppers?
Hey, how can a girl from Hangzhou cook without adding sugar?
Green train.
In the spacious carriage, the spring breeze blew in, bringing with it the scent of sunshine and a hint of lingering ice and snow.
Colorful lights wander leisurely on the floor of the carriage.
People can stare at the scenery outside the window, or lie down on the three-seater and take a nap in the sun.
This is the ultimate enjoyment of riding a green train.
The pleasant time was short, and the train arrived in Harbin after a day and a night.
Zhang Hongcheng, who had to change trains with a lot of things, was not panicked at all because the group leader Li Guangjin helped him find someone to pick him up in advance.
Several security guards of the group leader's friend helped him check in his luggage and find a seat, which went quite smoothly.
He even took time out to do a set of radio gymnastics on the platform.
Harbin is the starting station of the train. Seeing that it was still early for the departure, Zhang Hongcheng strolled to the People's Shopping Mall near the station.
He has several discount coupons issued by the Corps, which can only be used in Harbin.
Zhang Hongcheng took a walk around, bought some Northeastern specialties and was about to leave when he saw an interesting item at a counter in the corner at the exit of the mall.
Mousetrap in Heilongjiang Province.
Made of a small wooden board and some wire.
Why does he think this thing is fun?
Because of the size of this thing, if it were put on the body of a Hunan mouse, it could still fly away even if two of them were clamped on it.
People from the south probably thought it was a toy when they saw it.
There's no way. When Zhang Hongcheng first came here, he thought the house mouse from Heilongjiang Province was a juvenile...
In fact, the Northeast house mouse is only five or six centimeters in size.
Zhang Hongcheng bought two and planned to take them back to broaden Zhang Yumin's horizons.
The state-owned restaurant near Harbin Railway Station was much bigger than the one in Jixi. Zhang Hongcheng used the two aluminum lunch boxes given by Chu Miaohong to grab two servings of sweet and sour pork.
This dish is a famous dish in Northeast China, but Zhang Hongcheng has been here for almost two years and has only eaten a relatively authentic one once at Captain Tao's house.
The sweet and sour pork made by Sang Chunhong is very Huaiyang style, and it is light enough to compete with Hangzhou cuisine.
The train departed in the middle of the night, and when Zhang Hongcheng opened his eyes, he had already arrived in Jilin Province.
He was a little craving for sweet and sour pork, so he took advantage of the bus stop at Changchun Station to get off and get one.
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Of course, each has its own merits...
When he arrived in Jinzhou, he couldn't help but order a dish with Liaoning Province flavor.
Before he finished eating, the older brother sitting opposite him couldn't help himself.
"Brother, which do you think is better, the sweet and sour pork from Jilin Province or the one from Liaoning Province?"
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The old passengers from Jilin Province and the passengers from Liaoning Province who had just boarded the train in the carriage all looked over.
There was a sense of confidence in almost everyone's eyes.
Zhang Hongcheng's chopsticks froze in the air.
So should I say that the food from Jilin Province is more delicious, or the food from Liaoning Province is more delicious...?
Zhang Hongcheng pretended to be dumb and kept his head down all the way, allowing several big brothers in the carriage to argue with each other about whose sweet and sour pork was more authentic.
They are all 1.8 meters tall, so a 1.7 meter tall loser like him should just stay out of it.
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