Chapter 97 The train arrives in Chang'an
The conductor wiped his sweat and said, "Yes! This group of people are vagrant criminals entrenched in the nearby mountains. They have committed several serious crimes on this line, including robbery and assault. I heard that they even took a life!"
This is extremely cruel! This time, it is all thanks to you comrades and this comrade! All of us passengers and staff thank you! "
Hearing that this group of bandits was so brutal and had committed murder, the passengers were in a state of fear again, and their eyes looking at Shen Yuchuan, the other two, and Shen Lingning were filled with deeper gratitude.
Shen Yuchuan and the other two didn't seem surprised by this, but their expressions became a little more severe.
Shen Yuchuan said to the train conductor, "This is what we should do. Please quickly stabilize the order in the carriage, reassure the passengers, and ensure the safe operation of the train."
"Of course, of course!" The conductor agreed repeatedly and hurried to get busy.
Shen Yuchuan then looked at Shen Lingning again, his eyes falling on the old wooden box and simple luggage that she was guarding tightly.
His tone softened. "Lingning, where are you going? Just you and the child?"
After recovering from the shock, Shen Lingning finally felt relieved when he met his family again.
She nodded: "I'm going to Chang'an to visit relatives and... do some business."
She patted the wooden box at her feet and said, "I brought some things I made myself and wanted to see if I could exchange them for some money."
Shen Yuchuan nodded in understanding, his eyes showing a hint of admiration and subtle heartache.
He looked out the window and saw that the train had returned to its normal speed.
"Just right,"
He said in a steady tone, "Our mission is over, and we're heading back to Chang'an to report. We'll be protecting you along the way. We absolutely cannot let anything happen to you and your mother again."
His words carried an unquestionable firmness and reassuring power.
Shen Lingning looked at his cousin who had been reborn and seemed to possess powerful energy. His tense nerves finally relaxed completely, and an indescribable sense of security and the sadness of meeting relatives in a foreign land surged in his heart.
The green train puffed white steam and slowly stopped at the huge platform of Chang'an Station.
The noisy voices, the broadcast, and the clanging sound of the carriages connecting instantly flooded into my eardrums.
Shen Lingning held Fubao in his arms and followed the crowd off the train. He breathed a sigh of relief when he stepped on the solid concrete floor.
Shen Yuchuan followed closely behind, easily carrying the heavy wooden box in one hand, his eyes habitually scanning the surrounding environment.
The platform was crowded with people, and those waiting for their turn stretched their necks to look around.
Shen Lingning spotted the conspicuous figure at a glance—a young man in a neatly ironed old military uniform, his posture as straight as a pine tree, holding a simple cardboard sign with the three words "Chen Lingning" neatly written on it with a brush.
He stood in the bustling crowd, like a green pine, steady and eye-catching.
It should be Zhao Xiangdong. Shen Lingning felt a trace of warmth in his heart. He held Fubao, freed one hand, waved in that direction, and raised his voice to tentatively call out: "Brother Xiangdong?"
Zhao Xiangdong, who was holding a sign, heard the sound and looked over.
His gaze passed through the crowd and accurately captured the waving figure - a young woman wearing a washed-out blue cloth smock, with a slender but straight figure, delicate and gentle eyebrows and eyes.
Although he was exhausted, he could not hide his calm and composed temperament.
Zhao Xiangdong immediately showed a bright and enthusiastic smile on his face and raised his hand high in response.
He quickly put away the sign, pushed through the crowd around him, and strode forward.
"Sister Lingning! You've worked hard on this journey! This must be Fubao, right? He's so handsome!"
His voice was loud and powerful, with the straightforwardness unique to soldiers. His eyes fell on Shen Lingning with the politeness of a first meeting and the concern of a brother.
He naturally reached out his hand to take the backpack from Shen Lingning's shoulders.
However, his movements paused slightly when he saw the man who was one step behind Shen Lingning.
The man was wearing a half-worn blue work suit. He was very tall and stood like a gun. He seemed to be carrying a heavy wooden box effortlessly.
The most striking thing was his eyes, sharp as an eagle, scanning the surroundings calmly, with the composure and vigilance of someone who had experienced many storms.
This person was definitely not an ordinary person. And the one in his arms was none other than Fubao, blinking his big eyes and looking around curiously. Fubao seemed to be very dependent on him, his little hands clutching the collar of his work clothes.
The smile on Zhao Xiangdong's face remained unchanged, but a hint of doubt and scrutiny flashed in his eyes. He looked at Shen Lingning.
His tone was filled with natural inquiry, and he subconsciously guessed, "Ling Ning, this is... Brother Zhou Weiguo?"
He thought that Zhou Weiguo was worried about his wife and daughter, so he came along temporarily.
Shen Lingning quickly smiled and shook his head, introducing: "Brother Xiangdong, not Weiguo. This is Comrade Shen Yuchuan."
She paused, and considering the complex environment of the station, she did not point out the cousin relationship for the time being, but only said implicitly that this was also what she and Shen Yuchuan had discussed.
"We encountered an accident on the way. Thanks to Comrade Shen's help, otherwise my mother and I would not have been able to reach Chang'an. Fubao also got along well with him."
Shen Yuchuan took a step forward, extending his free hand towards Zhao Xiangdong. His tone was calm and composed, neither humble nor overbearing, "Hello, Comrade Zhao Xiangdong. I often hear Ling Ning mention you and Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao. We just happened to meet on the road, so it's a small favor."
Zhao Xiangdong immediately understood, shook Shen Yuchuan's hand vigorously, and said gratefully: "It turned out to be Comrade Shen! Thank you so much! What happened on the road? Are you all okay?"
He looked at Shen Lingning and Fubao with concern.
"It was a false alarm, and it's been resolved."
Shen Lingning downplayed it and didn’t want to say more at the station.
“Thanks to Comrade Shen.”
Zhao Xiangdong was a smart man and didn't ask any more questions, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Shen Yuchuan was more serious and grateful.
"I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay! Let's go, the car is right outside. Mom has prepared a lot of delicious food at home and is waiting for you!"
He took the backpack from Shen Lingning again, and reached out to pick up the wooden box from Shen Yuchuan.
"Comrade Shen, give me the box. You've worked hard along the way!"
Shen Yuchuan lowered his wrist slightly, avoiding his hand, and said in a calm but unquestionable tone: "It's not serious, I'll do it."
The box contained Shen Lingning's hard work, and he felt at ease carrying it.
Seeing that he was determined, Zhao Xiangdong didn't force him. He smiled and led the way.
Shen Yuchuan was holding Fubao and carrying a wooden box, Shen Lingning was walking beside him, and the three of them walked out through the crowded platform.
As the crowd walked out of the bustling exit, there were two big words on the top of the station: Chang'an.
Fubao lay on Shen Yuchuan's shoulder, his big black eyes looking at the bustling crowd behind him. Suddenly, his eyebrows frowned and his little mouth moved close to Shen Yuchuan's ear.
In a whisper that only he could hear, he muttered, "Uncle...that uncle with the hat...is looking at us again..."
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