Chapter 145 Two-in-One Departure
After scaring away the reluctant tourists, Song Ruan went back to the house to pack her things.
A "hero tiger" who was reported in the People's Daily emerged, a bunch of villains were caught, and a batch of treasures were found. This gave Dingyang County, which has always been on the margins of the political map, a good opportunity to gain attention. I heard that the leaders above are expected to move up one step further.
Leaders are in high spirits when good news comes, and of course they are lenient and generous to their subordinates. Especially for a "tiger hero" like Jinhua, they specially allocated an 80% new truck to escort Jinhua to Beijing.
Hey, in ancient times, this could be called tribute.
We are all proud of it.
Those who could pay tribute all had certain strength. Otherwise, if you just offered two pieces of broken copper, rotten iron, and coarse linen cloth, that would not be called paying tribute, that would be called hanging.
As for why we didn’t take the train - just kidding, should we arrange a hard seat or a hard sleeper for Jinhua? If we arrange it, what about the other seats in the same carriage and the next carriage? Can we tell the passengers -
Oh, hello, there is a special guest sitting next to you, yes, it's a tiger.
Do you think the guests would agree?
Even if the passengers agree, the train attendants will not agree. Their jobs are stable, but they are not iron men. If a tiger bites them, they will become useless.
And with Jinhua's big mouth, big teeth and big claws, who wouldn't be scared?
It's not an option to put it in a cage, as there are too many people and it will be bumpy all the way. What if it gets locked or something happens? Wouldn't that be terrifying?
It is better to take a truck, with a single compartment and independent packaging. If there is any damage, it will only cause a little damage, not as much as a train that can cause a lot of damage.
It is thousands of kilometers from Heilongjiang Province to the capital. The traffic conditions were not very good back then, and many roads were not as smooth as those in later times. Not to mention that the ice and snow in this season have not melted yet, and it is very likely to snow again. Taking into account various factors, a one-way trip may take four or five days.
It was okay for her to say so, but after all, Jinhua was such a big bird, and the amount of food and drink it consumed on the road was not a small amount no matter how you calculated it, so Song Ruan had to continue packing.
All the wild boars and roe deer in the cellar were disassembled and packed into boxes, and a circle of ice bricks were placed around the edges. In fact, they would not go bad even without ice bricks in this weather, but they would be placed on the truck bed after all, so it would be cleaner if there was an extra circle around them.
There was no other way. If she was the only one taking Jinhua on the journey, she could just put the meat and other things in the space and take them out when she wanted to eat. But there was a truck driver on the side of the road this time, and he was arranged by the higher-ups. If she took out a large piece of meat out of thin air, it would not be like sending Jinhua to the zoo, but like sending herself to the palace.
Song Ruan quickly shook her head to get rid of the terrible consequence and continued to check her luggage.
There were also the rabbits she had raised specifically for Jinhua in the backyard. Jinhua had been eating almost all of them, three a day, in the past few days. The remaining three were killed this morning and hidden in the kitchen to prevent tourists visiting the zoo from noticing something was wrong. After all, people were not allowed to raise too many chickens now - Song Ruan was still very cautious on this point.
She didn't want to fail at the last minute, that would be too humiliating.
In addition to food, there were also other miscellaneous things to collect - after all, Jinhua had lived in her place for so long, and there were quite a few small cushions, small pillows, big balls and the like, as well as hats and socks sent to her by her fans, a bunch of odds and ends, and all kinds of things for her white scarf. Song Ruan took a large sack and cleaned them out one by one.
"We don't want this little pillow anymore. You almost bit it to pieces..." Song Ruan explained as she tried to put the little pillow aside.
Jinhua cried out and rushed over, bit the small pillow and put it into the sack.
It wants it! It wants it! !
Song Ruan tried to reason with it: "This little pillow has been bitten to pieces by you. It's so troublesome for you to carry it from such a long distance. If you like the little pillow, can I buy you a new one when I get there?"
Jinhua paused, and her round tiger eyes revealed a human-like thoughtful expression.
Song Ruan thought the communication was successful and reached out to take the small pillow away.
Jinhua suddenly came to her senses, leaned over and pressed the small pillow under her belly, "No! !
Song Ruan:? ? ?
Jinhua's belly covered the small pillow tightly, and she let out a righteous howl from her throat.
Buy me a new one, I want this old one too!
Song Ruan: ...
Song Ruan: …………
I just have to say this for nothing!
She reached under Jinhua's belly in a bad mood and pulled out the small pillow. "Okay, I got it. I'll put it on you!"
Jinhua stood up happily, rubbed against Song Ruan in a flattering manner, and swept his tail across Song Ruan's calf flatteringly, looking very tiger-like.
Hehehe, you vicious woman, you two-legged beast can be quite nice sometimes.
Song Ruan slapped him in annoyance: "Stop getting in the way here."
Jinhua walked away with happy little steps, making a "pa pa pa" sound.
Over there, the white scarf that witnessed everything also imitated its mother, ran over with its little ball in its mouth, and looked at Song Ruan with eager eyes.
this! It's going to take this!
Song Ruan had already started. She took the small ball from the white scarf and placed it in a small box to avoid it being crushed.
The older ones would throw tantrums and the younger ones would follow their example. Birds of a feather flock together. So, she was a magnanimous person and didn't bother with them.
Although the things were not big, it took a long time to pack them up piecemeal, and it was no different from moving house. Song Ruan took a lot of effort and packed up three sacks in total.
"Look at you guys, how much stuff you have! It's killing me to carry it all!"
Song Ruan pointed at Jinhua and her son.
At this moment, Jinhua, who had just been sharp-eyed and able to communicate with Song Ruan almost seamlessly for a small pillow, became mentally retarded again.
It blinked its clear and stupid glass beads and looked at Song Ruan stupidly, as if it didn't understand what she was saying.
Private Marseille Soft Sauce, Vadasi doesn’t understand what you are saying.
Song Ruan: ……………………
Really, she really wanted to give this thing a sinus.
She thought so and did so.
Comfortable.
Jinhua shrank back into the corner, whimpering and moaning, with plaintive howls rising and falling one after another.
Everyone is about to leave, and you are still fighting the tiger like this!
Song Ruan had a heart of stone and left without any hesitation.
Even though the things have been packed up, the work is not done yet.
The zoo only said they were taking in Golden Flower and White Scarf, but didn't say they were taking in the good ones - after all, donkeys weren't rare in that day and age - and it would be too troublesome to bring the good ones with them. There wasn't even a blade of grass outside in this icy and snowy place, and we had to bring food for it. Wouldn't it have to carry at least 20 to 30 kilograms of food in such a long round trip? Forget it, it’s too troublesome.
Song Ruan took her spare key, took Haoshi by the hand, and knocked on the door of Ning Yuan's house next door, intending to entrust the donkey to him temporarily.
Ning Yuan's family didn't have a donkey shed, so Haoshi still lived in her yard. She kept all the hay and fodder in the woodshed, and Haoshi would go there to eat when she was hungry. Song Ruan mainly asked Ning Yuan to help Haoshi light two charcoal fires every night.
After all, Good Things is still just a little donkey and can't resist the cold.
Her main purpose now was to recognize people with good intentions, so as not to kick Ning Yuan, who started the fire for her, as a thief.
I don’t know if it’s because birds of a feather flock together, but after spending so much time with Jinhua, Haoshi seems to have acquired some of the temperament of a ferocious beast. Looking at the cute little donkey, it kicks people accurately and gets more and more excited the more it kicks.
In a fight, he is more powerful than the white scarf, he is so agile and flexible.
Song Ruan grabbed the donkey's ears, opened its eyes and asked it to look at Ning Yuan.
"I'm going to send Jinhua to the zoo these days. This comrade will come to our yard every night to light a charcoal fire for you. He's here to help you, so you're not allowed to kick him, pester him for candy, or make a scene to pester him to play with you. Do you hear me?!"
Haoshi let out a puff of air from his nose, and looked up and down at the male biped in front of him with his big eyes, his eyes rolling around.
"Stop spitting and speak!" Song Ruan pulled the nosy boy's ear and asked again.
This thing is very cunning. If we don't shock it now, who knows what it will do after she leaves.
Good things: ...
It reluctantly let out a "hmm" sound from its nose.
Its normal call is "hmm hmm", so at first glance it sounds very human.
Forget it, that stinky tiger is going to leave soon, and the house will be its own world soon. It is in a good mood, so if she refuses, then she won’t give in. It won’t bother with her.
Good things shook the donkey's ears.
Ning Yuan looked seriously at the little donkey paddling its hooves in front of him, and there was actually a bit of indescribable kindness in his look.
"Okay, I'll remember to light a fire for it every night."
He agreed readily.
Ning Yuan agreed of course, and he was even secretly happy because this was the first time Song Ruan seriously asked him for help and gave him a spare key to his house.
He carefully took the key. Song Ruan's white fingertips pinched the round handle of the key. Her fair skin and the color of the metal formed a sharp contrast. Just one glance and Ning Yuan's heart began to pound.
The key was not big, and although he was very careful, it inevitably brushed against her fingertips during the handover.
Song Ruan came out in a hurry and didn't have time to put on gloves. Although she kept her hands in her sleeves along the way, her fingertips were still cold, like a piece of jade that had been left alone in the snow.
Ning Yuan, who was already nervous, certainly would not ignore it. A blush suddenly rose from behind his ears and spread to the tips of his ears.
But he was also a little worried. Would Song Ruan think that he was deliberately being a hooligan and that he had moral problems?
He tried hard to keep a straight expression on his face and glanced at Song Ruan with some treacherous fear.
Song Ruan didn't notice at all that Ning Yuan's thoughts were so complicated in these few short seconds.
She was mentally reflecting on her rash behavior of coming out without gloves.
It was winter in the northeast, and it was still night. The temperature was already low, and the north wind was howling, blowing her paws like icicles. Now she couldn't feel the rice-sized snow particles hitting her hands, let alone Ning Yuan's speed, which was faster than a dragonfly skimming the water.
She didn't feel a thing.
Moreover, the sky was getting darker and the light was dim, so she didn't notice Ning Yuan's ears were turning red.
She handed over the key, quickly retracted her hand, put her hand to her mouth and blew two breaths of warm air, rubbing it to warm it up, while expressing her gratitude to Ning Yuan.
"Thank you so much. I'll bring you some local specialties when I return from the capital."
Song Ruan said this sentence skillfully again, and then she paused unconsciously - it seemed that she had said this to many people. Well, how should I put it, it felt like a scumbag was using the same pie in the soup but not the substance to coax different girls.
But Ning Yuan was just like those innocent and easy-to-please little girls. She pursed her lips shyly, but couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. Her eyes were sparkling with anticipation: "Really?"
After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips sharply, as if he had made a very greedy request. He was a little embarrassed and a little anxious to explain: "I, I'm not asking you for anything. Don't spend too much money. You can bring me anything..."
He stammered as he explained, trying to prove that he was not the kind of person who coveted other people's money.
But he was not a man of sharp tongue. When he got anxious, even his speech became inarticulate, and his face turned red like a white rabbit that had eaten tomatoes and had tomato juice spray all over its face.
The more Ning Yuan spoke, the more he felt that he had said nothing, and he felt extremely annoyed. If Song Ruan hadn't been in front of him, he would have wanted to hit his stupid head hard for not being able to think of anything clever to say!
Song Ruan looked at Ning Yuan, whose face had turned as red as a balloon, and found it amusing. She wanted to tease him, but a gust of north wind blew, and Song Ruan shivered on the spot, and the words she had originally intended to say were frozen back.
She sniffed and said quickly and sweetly, "Don't worry, I know, I will definitely bring you a specialty that is different from others."
With a bang, Ning Yuan's face really turned into a tomato.
He tried hard to stay calm and promised earnestly: "Thank you, thank you. Don't worry, I will definitely keep the charcoal basin well lit every night and will never let it freeze."
Song Ruan was so cold that he shrank his neck and head like a dog. He couldn't hold on any longer and nodded randomly: "Thank you very much, I will take the donkey back first."
Ning Yuan said goodbye to her obediently.
Song Ruan walked out for a long time and didn't hear the door closing behind him. He was amazed in his heart.
Look at this young man, he is so strong. She is almost frozen to death, but he is still calm and composed. This must be due to his pine and cypress nature.
After a good sleep until the next morning, Song Ruan squatted beside the sack and took a final count of the things she was going to take to see if there was anything missing - in fact, she felt that she had brought everything, these were mainly Jinhua's things, and Jinhua was always around her, and if she missed any one, Jinhua would cry out.
This thing is very clever.
Just as she was thinking about it, a furry and warm thing reached out to her neck. Song Ruan turned her head slightly and, as expected, she was facing Jinhua's big face.
She tilted her head and raised her shoulders, and clamped Jinhua's big head like a guillotine.
"What are you doing here again?"
Jinhua made a gurgling sound in her throat and stared at the sack motionlessly.
Song Ruan was convinced: "Your little pillow is in there, I didn't throw it away secretly."
Jinhua was snoring and not moving.
Song Ruan wanted to slap this shameless and troublesome tiger to death. She opened the mouth of the sack, pulled out a yellow corner of the small pillow, and showed it to it: "Look, I've put it on you!"
Jinhua stretched her neck curiously and tapped her tail on the ground with satisfaction. Only then did the tiger leave with peace of mind.
"Look at your behavior."
Song Ruan cursed and tied the bag again.
As I was packing, I suddenly heard the rumbling of an engine coming from the door, followed by the cheers of children.
"Big truck, big truck coming!"
“How impressive!!”
"Wow, we're heading to Sister Xiao Song's house!"
The children screamed and ran, and while the truck was still parked, they rushed to Song Ruan's door and knocked on it: "Sister Xiao Song, Sister Xiao Song! A truck is here to pick you up! Come out quickly!"
Song Ruan quickly put the leash on Jinhua and then opened the door - just like those people in later generations who take their dogs out to play, it is a matter of attitude, and it can also give passers-by some psychological comfort.
The children knocked on Song Ruan's door, but they didn't go in like they did before. Instead, they stood by the door, staring at the still moving truck with their fingers between their teeth, their eyes wide open.
The truck's wheels turned skillfully, and half of its body was driven out of the village road and pressed onto the ridge of the field. The wheels turned again and drove out, completing the reverse operation smoothly.
The children exclaimed in amazement again.
"Wow!!!!"
“How amazing!”
Tiedan looked at the majestic truck with bright eyes and swore: "When I grow up, I want to drive a truck!"
The other children were not to be outdone, and they argued, "I want to be one too!"
"And me!"
The villagers who came to watch the fun listened to the children's childish chatter with encouraging smiles on their faces.
The status of drivers in those days was different from that in later generations. There is a saying that goes, once he could turn the steering wheel, he would not change it even if he was given a county magistrate. This shows how high his status was.
A sturdy man with a broad back got off the car. He looked to be in his thirties or forties. Even though he was wearing a thick cotton coat in the middle of winter, you could vaguely see the bulging muscles on his arms.
The car manufacturing technology of that time was certainly not as advanced as that of later generations, including the various parts and equipment, which were all relatively backward. The steering wheel was extremely difficult to turn. If this continued for a long time, even a grasshopper could become Baldy Wang.
The sturdy man strode over, with such a ferocious aura that it seemed as if he could kill every child in his mouth.
Little did he know that the sturdy man was also trembling in his heart at this time - when they heard that this trip was to transport a tiger, everyone was nervous. The leader asked who would go, and the group of damn bastards in the convoy were not doing anything. They all took a step back. He didn't react, and he didn't know which bastard pushed him, so he volunteered!
absurd!
absurd! ! !
What's the difference between a truck with tigers in it and Longtan Tiger Cave!
The sturdy man roared in his heart, but tried to remain calm on the surface, looking steady and stylish: "Are you Comrade Song Ruan? I'm the truck driver who will take you and... Yingxiong Hu to the capital. You can call me Lao Zhang."
He swallowed and tried to stay calm: "So, where's the tiger?"
When Jinhua heard someone calling it, it actively moved over, raised its head, wagged its tail, and almost raised its paw: Here, the tiger is here!
The strong man was caught off guard and had a close contact with Hu Hu. His pupils shrank and he jumped back suddenly like a grasshopper that was flicked by someone's finger. It was called a catapult start and took off from the spot.
Before Song Ruan could react, he saw this big ball of stuff suddenly slide over like a spring, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, accompanied by an earth-shaking scream.
"Ahhh! Tiger!!"
Jinhua stopped walking in confusion.
ah? ?
Weren't you just looking for it?
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