The two of them thought of the same thing and smiled at each other.

After picking up their luggage, Xiao Li drove them to the train station. This was the first time that Li Xia and An An rode in a military vehicle at night.

Mrs. Tao and her family came out to see them off: "We were supposed to go back, but you left before we set out. Xiao Li, Chief of Staff Gu, drive slowly, and we'll see you after the New Year."

Ma Aidang couldn't bear to leave An An, so he held An An's hand and said, "An An, I don't plan to bring my winter vacation homework back home to do it. I want to do it after you come back..."

Mrs. Tao gave him a sugar-roasted chestnut: "You dare!"

Li Xia smiled, and Gu Weicheng said to them, "Captain Ma, sister-in-law, it's cold outside, you should take the children inside."

When they arrived at the train station, Xiao Li helped to take down the luggage. Gu Weicheng patted Xiao Li on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Li, thank you for your hard work."

He stuffed another pack of cigarettes into his pocket. He asked people to drive back and forth late at night because of his personal affairs. Even if Gu Weicheng was the leader, he could not take it for granted.

Xiao Li refused several times, but Gu Weicheng ordered him to take it. Gu Weicheng didn't smoke, and this pack of cigarettes was originally bought for him.

"Goodbye Uncle Li, drive slowly on the way back." An An waved to Xiao Li and said.

Xiao Li was reluctant to leave An An, and said, "An An, uncle is waiting for you in the army."

After entering the train station, I waited for about twenty minutes before the ticket check began.

This time there was a lot of luggage. In addition to a huge backpack, there were also two rattan suitcases. At that time, Li Xia thought the rattan tables and chairs were good, so she asked the man to customize them. They were both light and beautiful.

Li Xia wanted to help carry a suitcase, but Gu Weicheng took them all in one hand.

"Wife, I'm strong enough to carry it. There are many people on the train, so you keep an eye on An An."

Li Xia recalled that half a year ago, An An was almost kidnapped by human traffickers, and she held An An's hand tighter, while An An's little hand was holding Ji Feng's.

But luckily, Gu Weicheng was with them this time, so even if they needed to go to the toilet, they could take turns taking An An with them. And Ji Feng was also with them, so if the human traffickers dared to come again, they would be arrested and sent to the police!

At that time, some people brought chickens and ducks on the train, but not many people brought dogs on the train.

In particular, the unique shape of Jifeng attracted a lot of attention.

Someone said: "How come this dog has one eye blind? I've never seen a dog take a train before."

Someone immediately said, "It looks like a military dog. Didn't you see there was a soldier following it? Its eye must have been injured when it was catching bad guys. This is an honorable injury and it's respectable. What do you know?"

An An heard it and immediately said, "Yes, Ji Feng is a hero dog!"

Ji Feng held his head high and chest puffed out, looking very proud.

The sleeper car is much cleaner than the hard seat car, and even the air feels much fresher.

Not long after getting on the train, Gu Weicheng asked Li Xia and An An to go to the toilet first, as the toilet would get dirtier as they got further along in the train.

During this train journey, Li Xia did not encounter the human traffickers and thieves that are often described in period novels, but she heard several people discussing "Zhao Di".

"Have you finished reading it? Show it to me if you're done."

"Haven't you already seen it? Why do you want to see it again?"

"I have only read it once. How can one read a good book enough? You need to read it several times to savor it carefully. The article "Zhao Di" is really well written. The author's words are not gorgeous but you can see that the vocabulary is rich and there are many golden sentences in it.

Just like this sentence: 'The weak Zhaodi was harvesting rice ears with difficulty. The afterglow of the sun shone on her body. The moment she lowered her head, she saw her own shadow. Her shadow was so powerful that she would become more powerful than her shadow.' And this sentence..."

"Little Zhaodi used her frail body to resist the words thrown at her, just like a bamboo shoot in spring, using all her strength to break through the soil, and one day she will grow into a thriving green bamboo."

"You are also following Zhao Di? I am following it too! This article is so well written. Since I read it, I must buy every issue of New Evening News. But New Evening News sells so well that sometimes I can't buy it if I get up late in the morning.

One time I didn’t get it, so I went to three newsstands before I finally got it, and it was the last copy. The owner told me that if I had come a little later, I really wouldn’t have been able to get it.”

"Everyone naturally likes to read good stories. The only bad thing is that the author updates too slowly. How can he only serialize twice a week? He should serialize 10,000 words every day!"

When Li Xia heard this, she felt tremendous pressure.

Ten thousand words a day? This comrade is really bold!

She has to work during the day, and it is considered good enough if she writes four or five thousand words every day when she comes home. Even then she still has to write for several hours.

Ten thousand words a day...

Might as well kill her...

When An An heard what these people said, she pulled her mother's sleeve and whispered, "Mom, they seem to be talking about the novel you wrote."

"Shh." Li Xia put his index finger to his lips and made a gesture to silence An An, stopping her from continuing.

If these people knew that she, the author, was here, they would definitely rush over to ask her about the next plot!

Even Gu Weicheng, the reader who is closest to her and can see the latest plot every day, tries every means to get her to reveal the spoilers. How can these people bear it?

Moreover, she had interrupted the story so well last time that Qiao Ran couldn't help but send a telegram to ask her about the next plot. She said that if she didn't know, she would be worried and anxious every day and lose her appetite.

Thinking of this, Li Xia couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

She didn't dare let these readers know that she was the author of "Zhao Di".

An An didn't understand why his mother said 'hush', he asked in a low voice: "Mom, why can't I say it?"

It’s such a happy thing that the articles written by my mother are liked by so many people. Why should I do it secretly?

Li Xia smiled and reached out to touch An An's nose, saying, "Because Mom doesn't want to be urged to submit her manuscripts by these readers in person."

Li Xia felt a headache when seeing the various ways of urging readers to submit manuscripts in their letters, not to mention urging them to submit manuscripts in person.

In order to make her write faster, someone even stuffed money into the letter, saying that it was to give her money so that she would write faster. Li Xia was so ashamed that she sent the letter back to the newspaper and asked Qiao Ran to return the letter.

Gu Weicheng went to get some hot water and came back. He checked the time and found that it was already past ten in the evening. Usually, they would have gone to bed at this time.

"It is estimated that we will arrive at the station the day after tomorrow morning. Wife, you and An An should get some sleep first." Gu Weicheng said.

Li Xia nodded and urged An An to go to sleep. An An was very excited on the train, but after he lay down, he fell asleep soon. His sleep quality has always been very good.

Li Xia couldn't sleep, and Gu Weicheng saw that she hadn't said anything yet, so he asked, "Are you unable to sleep?"

"I'm a little worried about grandpa, and also about you." Li Xia said truthfully.

From Gu Weicheng's usual words, Li Xia knew how important Grandpa Gu was to Gu Weicheng. As for why Gu Weicheng cared so much about his grandfather but had not returned to his hometown to see him for so many years, Li Xia believed that there must be a compelling reason.

It’s just that this reason is too heavy, and it’s a memory that Gu Weicheng doesn’t want to recall, so Gu Weicheng never told her about it.

Li Xia knew it very well, so she would not ask. If Gu Weicheng wanted to talk to her, she would be the best listener.

Gu Weicheng looked at his worried wife and couldn't help but hold her hand. He sighed and said, "Wife, let me tell you about my family."