Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Technology Failure
Fortunately, He Junxia's wish came true.
After the fifth hour of the phone screen going black, everything returned to normal and the train wobbled towards its destination.
At three o'clock in the morning, the train finally arrived in City C. Before He Junxia walked out of the station, he saw He Chengcai waiting at the gate.
This dark-skinned, hunched-backed man was waiting at the exit, his eyes searching the crowd. The moment his eyes met his, a happy smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
He Junxia stepped forward and said, "Let's go back."
He really couldn't call a strange man "Dad", even though his eyes were full of care and joy.
He Chengcai didn't notice that his son had omitted the address he was given. He naturally reached out to take the suitcase and several plastic bags from his son's hands.
He Junxia subconsciously dodged: "It's okay, I can carry it myself."
"I'll do it."
He Chengcai forcibly took the things in his hands. These things weighed at least 70 or 80 kilograms, but he lifted them as if nothing had happened.
He Chengcai walked in front and He Junxia lagged behind.
He looked at the man's slightly thin back, his eyelashes trembled, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
He Junxia followed He Chengcai to a semi-enclosed tricycle and watched him use both hands to put the suitcase and plastic bag into the back of the tricycle.
He Junxia also threw the backpack that had weighed down her shoulders and made them red.
The electric tricycle started and merged into the traffic not far away. Together with some illegal taxi drivers who had picked up passengers, it slowly drove out of the train station and headed towards the lights of thousands of homes in the distance.
He Chengcai asked, "Your mother has been nagging about you all day. She killed chickens and fish, and even bought beef, just waiting for you to come back and eat. But your train was late, and she was furious."
He Junxia smiled and said, "You can eat it now."
He Chengcai said happily: "Okay, your mother will definitely be happy."
The tricycle rattled its way home. In the dark fields, an old bungalow stood out so conspicuously, like a lighthouse guiding the way at sea, illuminating the way for the wanderers to return home.
A middle-aged woman with wrinkles on her face came forward happily and said, "You're back. Are you hungry? The food at home is warm."
He Junxia got off the car hesitantly.
He looked at the strange woman and the strange bungalow in front of him, and silently encouraged himself in his heart. He raised his face and smiled and said, "Okay, I must try it."
A girl of about sixteen or seventeen poked her head out, yawned loudly, and said happily, "Brother, you're finally back."
Zeng Xiuping turned around and said, "Alright, go back to sleep."
He Junqiu smiled and said, "No, I want to chat with my brother."
She ran forward and enthusiastically helped He Junxia move the luggage, but she failed to move the luggage and stumbled and almost fell.
Zeng Xiuping was helpless: "You are already a grown-up girl, and you don't know how to be careful when you walk. If you fall later, you will be hurt."
"Alright, alright, go inside, we'll talk later."
He Junxia pushed her luggage towards the room that was "hers" in her memory.
The room was very spacious, estimated to be around twenty square meters. The floor was clean and dust-free, and the pillows and quilt on the bed were all emitting the scent of sunshine. It was obvious that they had been carefully cleaned in advance.
He Junxia put down her things and went out. The meal was already served on the table in the living room. The dishes were steaming hot, and the aroma of the glossy golden chicken soup was tempting, filled with the scent of home.
"Brother, what are you standing there for? You don't recognize your home anymore. Come and eat. This is the meal your sister served herself."
He Junqiu gulped down a large mouthful of chicken soup and gave Zeng Xiuping a thumbs-up: "Our mother's cooking skills are simply amazing."
Zeng Xiuping: "Even eating midnight snacks can't stop you from talking."
He Junxia sat down, picked up her own bowl and chopsticks, and began to pick up the dishes with some restraint.
He Junqiu stared at him suspiciously: "Brother, after not seeing you for a few months, you've become more refined."
"Hey, hey, let me guess, do you have a girlfriend?"
There was a glint of curiosity and inquiry in the girl's eyes, and He Chengcai and Zeng Xiuping also looked at him expectantly.
He Junxia: ...
He Junxia narrowed her eyes: "What place did you get in the monthly exam?"
He Junqiu instantly withdrew his curious gaze and became as quiet as a chicken. Zeng Xiuping's tone changed and he cursed, "She only got 60 points in English. I don't know what to say to her."
"It's a good thing you're back now. If you have time, please give your sister some tutoring. Otherwise, I'm afraid she won't even be able to get into a junior college."
He Junqiu curled his lips and couldn't help but defend himself: "That's because the school radio suddenly broke down during the English listening program."
He Junxia smiled: "What's the highest English score in your grade?"
He Junqiu glared at him angrily, and Zeng Xiuping replied for her: "135."
He Junqiu whispered: "He is a great god, how can we mortals compare to him?"
Zeng Xiuping glared.
To avoid family conflict, He Junxia quickly changed the subject and said, "I have something important to tell you."
The other three immediately fell silent and waited for him to speak.
He Juanxia recounted the strange situations he encountered in City B and on the train, frowning and saying, "I feel something is very wrong and a little uneasy. I want to buy some more food to store at home."
Since he had decided to return for refuge, he had to be prepared to keep his "whole family" alive. Four people needed much more food for two years than one person, and the food he sent back was far from enough.
He Junqiu seemed to think of something bad as he spoke, and his little face wrinkled like an orange peel.
She looked around, rushed forward and closed the door, and said mysteriously, "Actually, I encountered this situation too. It was the night after my monthly exam..."
"Isn't it miraculous? About half an hour later, the water and electricity came back, and all these things suddenly worked."
He Juanxia: "Is this situation only happening in your dormitory?"
He Junqiu shuddered. "No, I asked around later, and everyone in our building was like that. Some people said it was the senior who jumped off the building a long time ago..."
"Mom, Dad, Brother, you guys don't think there are really ghosts in the world, do you?"
When he said the last two words, He Junqiu lowered his voice infinitely, and his mysterious look made He Junxia feel uneasy.
Don’t ask him why a medical student is afraid of ghosts. Haven’t you seen that doctors and nurses in the hospital don’t like to eat mangoes and dragon fruits?
Zeng Xiuping and He Chengcai were a little at a loss.
He Junqiu has a great talent for storytelling. He described what happened after the power outage in a way that was so miraculous and full of twists and turns that even they didn't believe it, they did.
He Junxia took out his mobile phone at the right time to show the two of them the comments under the news about the train failure. This time, not only did the train he was on break down, but there were also problems in several counties around the railway.
Although most of the comments from those who had personal experiences have been deleted, some traces have been left. Someone in the building within the building laughed and said that the end of the world was coming, and someone else said that the factory where he worked suddenly started to operate in two shifts, and the machines worked 24 hours a day without stopping.
The problem is that he has worked in this factory for six or seven years and has never seen such a situation. Moreover, last month the factory was preparing to lay off employees due to low efficiency.
Many people echoed this comment, saying that the same situation had occurred in the factory where they worked and they didn't know what was wrong with their boss.
Zeng Xiuping murmured, "What should I do? I finally had a few years of good life, and now this happens again."
He Junxia sighed, "I was just worried, so I thought of buying more food to keep at home. I'll always be able to eat so I don't starve to death."
Zeng Xiuping: "Yes, yes, yes, we should buy more food to keep at home, otherwise what will we do in the future?"
Even though they lived in the countryside, no one in the village had grown crops for a long time. Growing that kind of food wasn't profitable and was time-consuming and labor-intensive, not as cost-effective as growing vegetables or fruit.
Now people in the village all buy rice to eat.
After a long while, Zeng Xiuping said, "You are a college student and have a lot of experience. We will listen to you."
She stood up and took out a few passbooks from the cabinet.
"We have 50,000 yuan in savings at home. 30,000 yuan is the money you usually send home, and the remaining 20,000 yuan is what your father and I saved. You can take 40,000 yuan, and the remaining 10,000 yuan is for your sister's tuition and living expenses."
He Junxia breathed a sigh of relief.
He said, "Okay, by the way, Mom and Dad, tell the villagers about this."
He is a common surname in Hejia Village, and the villagers are more or less related. He chose to return because of this clan factor. When disaster strikes, the He family can help each other.
If they don't spread the news and get the villagers on board, it would be disastrous if they were the only ones with food by then.
Zeng Xiuping and He Chengcai did not think as deeply as he did. They had been fellow villagers for decades, and when something like this happened, they had to tell everyone and could not keep it secret.
Zeng Xiuping murmured, "I have to call your aunt. You may not know this, but Xiaofeng is pregnant again. What should I do in this situation?"
Aunt?
He Junxia searched through his memories and soon found a corresponding face.
This aunt is He Chengcai’s younger sister He Chengfeng. She is thirty years old this year and only six years older than “He Junxia”.
He Chengcai's mother gave birth to He Chengfeng, but unfortunately she died of illness not long after. Two years later, He Chengcai's father died in an accident.
At that time, He Chengcai was 20 years old, He Chengfeng was only 5 years old, and Zeng Xiuping was 18 years old. The newlyweds were forced to take on the responsibility of taking care of a five-year-old child.
If you really count, He Chengfeng is the first child of Zeng Xiuping and his wife.
Good bamboo produces good bamboo shoots.
Even after becoming successful, He Chengfeng never forgot the kindness of her brother and sister-in-law. If she couldn't come back to visit them during festivals, she would send many gifts back, and each of the four members of the He family would receive a share. He Junxia and He Junqiu would also receive large red envelopes from her on their birthdays.
If Zeng Xiuping and his wife had not been reluctant to let their daughter go too far away from home and did not want to affect the lives of his sister's family, He Chengfeng would have planned to transfer He Junqiu to the city to attend high school.
Zeng Xiuping said nervously, "I'll call her now."
He Chengcai stopped her and said, "Call in the morning. It's so late, and all the shops outside are closed. It's not a big deal to wake them up by calling."
Zeng Xiuping: "Yes, yes, Xiaofeng is still pregnant."
He Chengcai sighed: "Go to bed first, Xiaoxia. I will take you to the village chief's house at six o'clock. We will tell the villagers about the situation."
He Junxia nodded.
He Junqiu suddenly said, "Brother, I'll go to the county with you tomorrow."
He Juanxia shook her head: "No, you stay at home, it's not safe outside."
He Junqiu rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, brother, can you buy some more of the egg yolk pastries you brought back last year during the Spring Festival? They're delicious."
He Junxia didn't understand why He Junqiu suddenly mentioned egg yolk pastry. He searched his memory and asked in confusion, "Aunt bought the egg yolk pastry. You forgot. You asked me to find the same one online. When you found it, you said it was too expensive and wouldn't let me buy it."
He Junqiu chuckled: "I forgot, I'm going to sleep, bye."
He Junxia smiled helplessly.
He Junqiu's personality is very similar to his cousin, quirky, lively and cute, which makes him always have hallucinations.
He Junxia returned to her bedroom and sat down, her mind suddenly coming to its senses.
Was He Junqiu testing him just now?
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