“…I understand.” Lan Jiaojiao lowered her eyes, looking very obedient.
Grandpa Lan nodded in satisfaction: "Good boy. As long as we can leave, you'll have plenty of good days ahead of you."
Lan Jiaojiao hummed in agreement, messed up her hair, and walked over to a staff member, asking pitifully what had happened.
Perhaps because she was the original female lead in the book, her confident and blunt questioning was full of bugs.
The staff member blurted out, as if possessed, "They said they're going to arrest the capitalists who have fled. They said they'll definitely come to the train station, and they told us to keep a close eye on them."
Lan Jiaojiao's expression changed. She thanked him and returned to Grandpa Lan's side to tell him about the matter.
Lan Xingwang frowned and asked, "Dad, what do we do now? Can we pretend to be poor and get on the bus?"
These days, the only way to get to other places is by plane, train, or large truck.
They shouldn't even think about flying; people of their status aren't qualified to travel by plane.
Large trucks are very dangerous in today's world. Although everything seems peaceful now, there are many hidden dangers.
Therefore, these days, trains are generally the safest mode of transportation for general travel.
Grandpa Lan: "Let's leave here first."
Lan Xingwang and Lan Jiaojiao didn't say anything. They followed Grandpa Lan out of the train station and rode their bicycles all the way to the outskirts of the city. Once there, they bought some old clothes from a farmer's house and heard from the farmer that trucks would pass by in the middle of the night.
Grandpa Lan made a quick decision: "We'll hitch a ride on a truck in the middle of the night. Jiaojiao is counting on you."
Lan Jiaojiao nodded and said, "Grandpa, I will try my best."
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