Chapter 231 Return to Shanghai
The next afternoon, after Fu Jinglan finished her work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, she quickly bought some things and went to the Beijing Railway Station.
She did not elaborate on the specific situation, but only told Lin Siqiao to rest assured.
Lin Siqiao nodded. It was the peak period of the winter vacation and the train station was full of people.
After the two chatted briefly, Lin Siqiao let Fu Jinglan go back.
She didn't have much luggage, and she was willing to spend money, so she bought a soft sleeper this time, so she had nothing to worry about.
After all, in addition to having fewer people and a good environment, soft sleeper trains also allow you to board the train early through a special channel.
So, when everyone else was frantically cutting in line and rushing to get on the bus, Lin Siqiao had already laid down on the bed with his eyes closed to rest.
Not long after, the train blew a long whistle and clanged out of the platform.
After a good night's sleep, the train arrived at Shanghai Railway Station at almost 5 o'clock the next afternoon.
The last picture was not clear, this one is clearer. When leaving the station, Lin Siqiao immediately went to the side and bought a copy of today's newspaper.
Before I could even look, I heard the passenger next to me curse out loud.
"Fuck these bastards"
Lin Siqiao glanced down at the newspaper in his hand. No wonder this man was out of control.
It turned out that just yesterday, the other side successively occupied two islands and openly destroyed the Chinese national flag.
Who in China would not be angry after seeing such a shameless act?
"Think Qiao"
Just as Lin Siqiao was concentrating on reading the news in the newspaper, a familiar voice came from behind him.
It’s Grandma Lu!
"Grandma Lu, why are you here?"
It was such a cold day, and no one knew how long she had been waiting here. Lin Siqiao quickly folded the newspaper and went to meet her.
Grandma Lu did the same as last time. She came up and looked her up and down for a while before patting her little face and said.
"Si Qiao, you've really lost weight this time. Have you not been eating well recently?"
"Have you lost weight?"
Lin Siqiao reached out and pinched her cheek. She couldn't tell even though she looked at this face every day.
But I am really tired.
Lin Siqiao stepped forward and took Grandma Lu's arm, saying with a smile.
"Maybe I didn't get enough rest recently. I'll be fine after coming back and resting for two days."
When she heard that she didn't get enough rest, Grandma Lu patted Lin Siqiao's hand with an expression that said I understand.
"It's all Chuan'er's fault. When he comes back, I'll help you teach him a lesson."
Lin Siqiao was about to say that it was not Lu Jianchuan's fault, but Grandma Lu didn't give her a chance to speak.
"Let's go, it's too cold here, let's go back and talk."
Lin Siqiao nodded, and the two of them quickly got into the car.
When she got home, Lu's mother had already put the food on the table. She had planned to take it, but she couldn't leave the kitchen.
"Grandpa Lu, Aunt Lu, Uncle Lu"
Lin Siqiao had just finished greeting everyone when Lu's mother came forward and took her luggage.
She said exactly the same words as Grandma Lu.
"You've lost weight. You've lost weight."
"I worked so hard to gain some weight, but now it's all gone."
Seeing the distressed look on Lu's mother's face, Lin Siqiao was afraid that she would put the blame on Lu Jianchuan again, so she quickly changed the subject.
"Aunt Lu, what did you do? It smells so good."
When Mother Lu heard this, she didn't bother to say anything else and hurried to the kitchen to get a bowl of pickled pork with preserved vegetables.
"Pickled" refers to salted meat.
"Du" in Shanghai means slow cooking over low heat.
"Fresh" means putting fresh meat, bamboo shoots, bean curd sheets and other ingredients into it, and the combination of the three makes Yan Du Xian.
The older generation is particular about this, so they must choose spring bamboo shoots, and bacon must be the southern pork from the time-honored "Wanyouquan" cured meat shop.
However, spring bamboo shoots are not on the market yet, and southern pork will not be available until June next year.
It doesn’t matter if we eat at home.
Just early this morning, Lu's mother saw fresh winter bamboo shoots available in the state-owned vegetable market.
Thinking that her future daughter-in-law particularly liked local cuisine and soup, Mother Lu bought some more.
Anyway, winter bamboo shoots are thick and mellow, while spring bamboo shoots are refreshing and fragrant, and the pickled bamboo shoots made from them have their own flavors.
"Have a bowl of soup first, and I'll stir-fry some pear and bamboo shoots, and then we'll have dinner."
After saying that, Mother Lu went to the kitchen. Lin Siqiao was holding a full bowl of pickled pork with preserved vegetables and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The soup is thick and white, and just the smell of it makes one's mouth water, but the problem is, there's too much of it!
Soon, Mother Lu came out of the kitchen with the dishes, and the whole family sat down at the table.
"Si Qiao, try this."
Grandma Lu picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her. Seeing that she was eating it with great relish, she felt indescribably happy.
"By the way, Siqiao, have you decided when to go back?"
"Um."
Lin Siqiao nodded and swallowed all the food in his mouth before speaking.
"I called my uncle a few days ago and he said he had already bought the boat ticket."
"It's the ferry ticket for tomorrow evening at 6:30."
Originally, Qiao Zhiping didn't want to book a boat ticket because the journey from Shanghai to Ancheng is through Sheung Shui.
Sheung Shui refers to the cruise ship sailing upstream along the Yangtze River from east to west. ）
The fastest flight takes nearly 40 hours.
That is to say, if they set out tomorrow, they will not be able to get home until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
However, there are not many trains going to the provincial capital at this time, and they are all slow trains. They depart at around six in the morning and arrive at around five in the afternoon.
By the time they arrived in Heshi, there were no more trains back to Tongcheng, so they had to stay overnight near the train station.
If you calculate it, the time is about the same.
In addition, Wang Xiaofei's belly is now big and she has two children at home.
Thinking of this, Qiao Zhiping simply stopped bothering and bought the boat ticket in advance.
Mother Lu originally wanted to keep Lin Siqiao for a few more nights, but after hearing what she said, she felt it would be a bad idea to delay her from going home for the New Year.
"Si Qiao, I'll go with you to the dock to pick someone up tomorrow."
"How about having a simple meal at home at noon?"
Lin Siqiao knew that Mother Lu valued her, but she still shook her head.
"Aunt Lu, maybe next time."
"I have already made an appointment with my uncle and the others to meet at Pier No. 16 tomorrow afternoon."
"Besides, I have to go to the Friendship Store tomorrow morning, and I also have to go visit Master."
When she heard that the nephew and uncle had already made an appointment, Lu's mother didn't know what to say.
"Then wait until after the New Year when you return to Shanghai. Chuan'er should be back by then, and we can have a good reunion then."
Having said that, Mother Lu put down the chopsticks in her hand and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Lu's mother also read the news in the newspapers these days, and she was really worried about her son.
Mother Lu has no other thoughts now. She just hopes that her son can come back safe and sound.
Otherwise she would feel sorry for Siqiao.
When Father Lu saw his daughter-in-law like this, he knew that she was having wild thoughts in her mind again.
At this moment, the phone in the living room suddenly rang, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
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