Chapter 7: Set off for the Northwest, and the people traveling with me are either embezzlers or adulterers
The only woman was about thirty years old, plump and charming. When she looked at people, her eyes were like hooks that could hook people's souls away.
Luo Xinxin was quite curious. Being sent to the Northwest Farm for reform, the hat on his head must be very heavy, right?
"Master, what's your problem?"
A man in his forties came over with a smile and started chatting with Luo Weian.
The man was of medium height, with a fat head and big ears, which was very rare in that era. His hair was combed neatly, and his shirt and pants were ironed straight, but he gave people a slicked-back feeling.
"Walking style!"
Luo Weian smiled bitterly. Ever since he came to the train station, his brows had never relaxed, as if he had lost his parents.
The man's eyes immediately turned disdainful, and he retracted the cigarette in his hand that was about to be handed over.
Luo Weian saw this and his smile became even more bitter. In the past, people would beg him to see patients, but now anyone can step on him. Alas!
"What crime have you committed? Hooliganism?"
Luo Xinxin asked directly.
"Oh, don't say anything careless. I'm a well-behaved person."
The man was very angry and rolled his eyes at her unhappily.
“Good people will come here?”
Luo Xinxin sneered and rolled her eyes even more.
The man looked embarrassed and whispered, "I used to be a department store manager. I...didn't stand the test of time and made some small financial mistakes."
"It's just digging into the socialist camp. You've been sent to the northwest, so you must have taken a lot of bribes!"
"No, no, it's just a little bit, not a big problem. I could have stayed in Shanghai for the rehabilitation, but I took the initiative to go to the northwest for rehabilitation."
The man was very stubborn and refused to admit it, but no one believed him.
Luo Weian and Old Lady Luo straightened up their bent backs immediately. "Ada, don't laugh at A'er. There's nothing to be ashamed of."
"It's not a big deal. Why don't you go to the Northwest? You can't fool a three-year-old with that kind of talk!"
Old Mrs. Luo was very angry and was not polite to the man at all.
The man kept smiling apologetically, took out the cigarette from his pocket and handed it back to Luo Weian.
"Thank you, I don't smoke."
Luo Weian refused.
The man was not sincere in offering the cigarette. He was taking out a cheap cigarette from his shirt pocket. In the past, people had offered him high-end cigarettes hidden in their trouser pockets, at least Peony cigarettes that cost 5 cents a pack.
"Master, my name is Huang Jinxiang. Although we didn't know each other before, we will be working together in the future. I will definitely take good care of you, right?"
Huang Jinxiang had been a manager for more than ten years and had developed a keen eye. He recognized at a glance that the clothes worn by the three members of the Luo family were all made of high-quality materials. It was obvious that their family was well off. Making friends with wealthy people was a habit he had developed over the years, so he came over to socialize with them involuntarily.
"That's right. I'm a doctor. If you have a headache or fever, come to me!"
These words touched Luo Weian's heart. He nodded continuously and revealed his identity.
Huang Jinxiang's eyes lit up, and he wanted to ask more questions. Luo Xinxin came over, pointed at the charming woman, and asked, "What did she do wrong?"
Although this kind of person is snobbish, he is definitely well-informed and knows the details of this group of people.
"She's a widow, and she's been having affairs with several men."
Huang Jinxiang spoke with disdain, but his eyes were fixed on the widow, and his thoughts were obvious.
"Bah, how shameless!"
Old Mrs. Luo spat loudly.
"Grandma, Luo Wanqing's wife said that you used to..."
Luo Xinxin only said half a sentence, successfully shutting up Old Lady Luo. She angrily cursed, "She's talking nonsense. Sooner or later I'm going to tear her mouth apart!"
"Let's talk about it after you can return to Shanghai alive!"
Luo Xinxin stabbed her again, and Old Mrs. Luo was so angry that she was about to collapse. Luo Weian skillfully took out the cooling oil and applied it on her philtrum.
Huang Jinxiang looked at the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren in surprise, thinking they were enemies. How interesting!
He was quite talkative and told Luo Xinxin all the details about the others without her asking.
"That pretty boy with the wavy hair is an art teacher. He's crazy. His girlfriend wanted to eat braised pork ribs, so he drew a meat ticket. The restaurant caught him, and he broke up with his girlfriend. He lost his job and has to go to the northwest to suffer!"
"That gloomy-looking old man is the factory's accountant, and he's also a fool. The factory couldn't balance an account of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, so the factory director asked him to take the blame and promised to arrange formal jobs for his son and daughter. He actually believed it!"
Huang Jinxiang looked down on these two idiots. They were stupid and naive. He had no interest in making friends with them.
"Do you know who the grandfather of that handsome young man is? You know Longsheng Bank, right? His grandfather is the boss. But his father's mother was a concubine, and when the first wife ran away, she didn't take their family with her."
Luo Xinxin looked over. The young man was far away from the crowd, like a small tree isolated from the world, lonely and melancholy. He was indeed very handsome, but still a little inferior to the soldier from the Liu family.
It’s a pity that such a good soldier has a poisonous mouth.
"That guy with glasses is mentally ill. He doesn't want to be a good teacher, but insists on writing reactionary poetry. You better stay away from him!"
"That old man is a retired soldier. He's not very smart, and he's always talking and doing things in a clumsy way. He's offended a lot of people. A batch of cables went missing from the factory, and they found out he stole them."
Huang Jinxiang sneered. He could see through this clumsy frame-up at a glance. It was because this big brother was so inflexible that he insisted on confronting the leader head-on. If he didn't turn against the boss, who would?
Perhaps out of respect for Dr. Luo Weian, Huang Jinxiang did not hide anything and even shared what he had learned about the situation in the Northwest.
"It doesn't rain all year round. The wind and sand are blowing outside, and every time you open your mouth you get a mouthful of sand. People there value water more than their lives. They wash their faces with half a basin of water before washing dishes. After washing dishes, they have to let the water sit clean before drinking. Forget about bathing. I heard that people there only take three baths in their lifetime: with amniotic fluid when they are born, with clean water when they get married, and just wipe themselves after they die. The lice on their bodies are bigger than cockroaches..."
Huang Jinxiang spoke vividly and emotionally, and used gestures to attract others to listen.
"I have to take a shower every day. I can't live without it for a day."
When the art teacher heard that he couldn’t take a bath, he immediately became as listless as a frost-bitten eggplant.
The others also sighed. They could still endure a little hunger and hardship, but they really couldn't stand the lack of water.
"I'm afraid this will be our last farewell!"
The middle school teacher who wrote reactionary poems said something in a low voice, which instantly made everyone's mood plummet to the bottom. Old Mrs. Luo even burst into tears.
The widow was very calm and looked indifferent.
"It's not that exaggerated. I spent a few years in the northwest, and while it was indeed dry, there were pressurized wells, so drinking water was no problem."
Brother Gengzhi shared his real experiences and dispelled a lot of the haze in everyone's hearts.
Everyone kept pestering him to talk about the Northwest, wanting to know more. Brother Gengzhi was warm-hearted and explained things in great detail.
"We're going to the foot of the Helan Mountains, where the water resources are quite good. As long as we work hard, we won't have a problem with food and drink."
Brother Gengzhi is full of confidence in the future. He is tall, speaks with a southern Anhui accent, and is about forty years old. He introduced himself as Tu Zhigang, who used to be the security chief of the motor factory.
Seeing his positive and optimistic attitude, everyone felt more at ease.
"Roll call!"
Two uniformed staff members came over, one in his early thirties and the other in his forties. Both had serious expressions and didn't look easy to get along with.
After calling the roll, the two introduced themselves. The younger one's surname was Guo and the older one's surname was Yang. It seemed that the one surnamed Yang should be the leader.
"Take off the mask!"
Comrade Yang pointed at Luo Xinxin and scolded her harshly.
"I'm afraid I'll scare my boss if I'm ugly!"
Luo Xinxin answered loudly.
"Just pick them when I tell you to. Why all the nonsense?"
Young Comrade Guo shouted angrily.
Luo Xinxin immediately took off her mask, revealing a sinister face.
Everyone gasped. They thought the girl was being modest, but they didn't expect her to be so sincere. Even a ghost looked three times more handsome than her.
Comrade Guo's mouth twitched and he glanced at Comrade Yang inquiringly.
"Put it on!"
Comrade Yang frowned, his eyes filled with disgust. He felt disgusted at the sight of such an ugly face.
I thought she was pretty based on her figure, but I didn't expect she was really ugly. It's a waste of such a good figure.
"Boss, wearing a mask is too stuffy, why don't you take it off?"
Luo Xinxin asked deliberately.
"Just wear it when I tell you to, don't try to be so cunning!"
Comrade Yang roared impatiently, "He's just an ugly freak. He has no patience at all."
Luo Xinxin obediently put on the mask and rolled her eyes a few times behind his back, but she was already sure that Comrade Guo was more upright, while Comrade Yang was a lustful and sinister villain.
[The host cleverly figured out the details of his companions, opened the cucumber in the mall, and was rewarded with 30 points]
The system's tone was very relieved. Although the host was sharp-tongued, everything was moving in a good direction. There would definitely be no problem with its year-end performance appraisal!
Luo Xinxin opened the mall and bought two cucumbers for 1 point. After going to the northwest, she no longer had to worry about replenishing vitamins.
"There are PLA soldiers. What are they doing there?"
Huang Jinxiang pointed forward, his voice excited.
Luo Xinxin looked up, and Li Rong, who was walking behind her, also looked up, and their eyes met.
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