Chapter 4 Are you staring at the girl?

"Xiaojiu, is he the eldest son of the Zhou family?"

[Yes, sister.]

Then wouldn't he be dead soon? Wen Zhile's expression was a little out of control.

As a person with good luck, Zhou Jihuai was much more miserable than me. I at least lived until 1996, but he only lived until 1989, which is this year.

Fortunately, Zhou Jihuai was concentrating on eating dry food and didn't look at her. Wen Zhile realized that she had lost her composure and quickly lowered her head to adjust her expression.

His expression was very restrained, but the surprise in his heart lingered for a long time.

After Zhou Jihuai finished eating, he continued driving.

After about an hour, Wen Zhile saw the city gate of Jingzhou City from afar.

The city gate was built in ancient times and has never been demolished. It is a landmark of Jingzhou.

Zhou Jihuai stopped the car on the side of the road, glanced at his watch, reached into the pocket of his military uniform, and spoke calmly: "In less than half an hour, a bus will pass by to the city. You wait for the bus on the side of the road. When you see the bus, wave and get on."

He pulled out his wallet from his pocket and quickly took out a wad of change: "Remember to get off at the bus station and give the conductor only one dollar. Don't give more."

After saying this, he counted out the change and handed it to Wen Zhile: "The ride was five dollars, and here's your ninety-five dollars in change. The food is free."

Wen Zhile thought he was such a nice person. He only took five yuan for a two-hour drive, gave her dry food for free, and yet he still gave her so many instructions.

If he was given money to express his gratitude, he would definitely not accept it. Wen Zhile looked at his cold features, thought for a moment, and thanked him sincerely.

Zhou Jihuai: "You're welcome."

The girl then put away the change and opened the car door.

Zhou Jihuai watched her get off the bus, glanced at her thin back, and said, "Put your backpack on your back, there may be pickpockets on the bus."

Wen Zhile was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I know, thank you, I'll treat you to a meal after I'm settled."

Zhou Jihuai pursed his lips, watched her walk to the side of the road and started the jeep.

Ten minutes later, a bus drove up and she waved.

The bus stopped beside him, Wen Zhile stepped into the bus and handed the ticket money to the conductor.

There were only a few empty seats in the car. Her face was dark yellow and she was wearing coarse linen clothes. She looked like she had just run out of the slums. She did not attract anyone's attention and the passengers just glanced at her and left.

The little girl sat down in an empty seat in the last row, with her schoolbag slung across her body and holding it with one hand. Her other hand fell on the window handle and she tightened it unconsciously, not relaxing even though she felt pain in her palm.

She stared out the window and only breathed a sigh of relief after the bus drove into the city gate.

Finally back.

This was Jingzhou City where she had lived for twenty years in her previous life.

Every small stall outside the window looked familiar, and only now did Wen Zhile feel a sense of relief and groundedness.

She let go of the handle and began to think about her next move.

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"Brother Huai!" The door of the jeep was opened, and a young man in police uniform carrying a black bag got in the passenger seat, grinning with eight big white teeth: "I knew it was you when I saw the license plate."

"When did you come back? That's so mean. Why didn't you come to see me when you came back? Are you waiting here for someone?"

The bus drove away, and Zhou Jihuai looked away: "Just got back, where are you going?"

"Let's go to my grandma's house, Mudan Hutong." Shu Cheng'an fastened his seat belt unconsciously. "This is the first time we meet after I changed my job, we must have a good time!"

"Wait for me to send these few pounds of shrimp to my grandmother's house, and then we can go to a restaurant!"

Zhou Jihuai was relieved to see that he was so lively. "Okay."

"Brother Huai, how many days do you have off? What are you doing back home? Did your family introduce a girl to you?"

When it comes to introducing girls, Shu Chengan looked at them jokingly: "Are you parking your car here to stare at the girl?"

Zhou Jihuai raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really."

"!"

Shu Cheng'an wanted to make a joke on him immediately, but Zhou Jihuai didn't give him a chance.

"I'll take a week off to celebrate my grandma's birthday. From what I heard on the phone, I want to celebrate her birthday at home this year."

After hearing this, Shu Chengan put away his teasing expression and felt happy for his brother: "It's not easy, Grandma Zhou is finally back."