Jiang Mengning really didn't know where Huo Jinyan's hometown was.
There is not much description of him in the original book, and there is no mention of his hometown at all.
In addition, Huo Jinyan did not tell her about the situation at home.
If you want to find Nian Nian, you can only ask for the address of Huo Jinyan’s hometown first.
The only people who knew about his family's situation were the military. Jiang Mengning didn't delay any further and followed Grandma Zhao back to the military region that night.
"Political Commissar, I want to go to Jinyan's hometown and ask you where his home address is?"
In the office, Jiang Mengning stood in front of the table and asked.
The political commissar looked at the female comrade in front of him suspiciously, not understanding what was going on.
"Why are you two so distant?"
"Ah?" Jiang Mengning's face showed great confusion.
The political commissar smiled and said, "You've been married for so long, and you don't even know where he lives? How come you're treating him like strangers?"
He really wanted to ask, why don’t you sleep in the same bed?
Jiang Mengning: "...He said it before, I didn't remember it. Oh, hurry up and tell me! Don't be so long-winded."
When the young lady gets anxious, she ignores everyone.
The political commissar didn't dare to offend the eldest daughter of this capitalist, so he immediately gave her the address.
After getting the address, it was already late.
I had to stay in the staff quarters for one night and leave the next day.
I was so worried about things that I couldn't sleep well at night.
I woke up before dawn the next day. Grandma Zhao cooked me a bowl of noodles. I ate a few bites and then prepared to leave.
"Grandma Zhao, when Jinyan comes back, you must tell him that I went to his hometown. Also, Haowen should be back soon in the next few days, so I'll trouble you to take care of the house."
Grandma Zhao responded repeatedly and asked Jiang Mengning to be careful on the road and she would take good care of the family.
Jiang Mengning packed two sets of clothes, picked up her luggage, and went out.
"Comrade Jiang, are you going to the city again?" A military wife saw her on the road and greeted her with a smile.
"Yes, I'm going to the city. I have something urgent to do. Let's talk another day."
She exchanged a few perfunctory pleasantries and passed the man by and left.
"Okay, then drive slowly and we'll talk later."
Huo Jinyan's hometown is Huojiagou, Niujiao Town, a very remote mountain village.
It is six or seven hundred kilometers away from Qingyuan City, and you have to take a train to get there.
Jiang Mengning first arrived in the town, then took a bus to the city, and finally, took a train from Qingyuan City to Niujiao Town.
Considering that she was unfamiliar with the place, she bought a train ticket for 6 p.m., which would arrive at 6 or 7 a.m. the next day, so she wouldn't be blind and it would be safer.
At around five in the afternoon, Jiang's father carried a suitcase and sent his daughter to the train.
In this era, transportation is very inconvenient and trains are considered a very high-end means of transportation.
There are a lot of people on the bus, there is no order, and it is common to see people squeezing into each other.
There were even those who didn't buy tickets who climbed in through the small window, each of them looking very agile.
Mr. Jiang is not a very tall man, and if he is squeezed in the crowd, people might ignore him.
But when he protected his daughter, he was more majestic than any other man.
"Ningning, follow daddy, don't get lost."
He walked in front and even wanted to hold his daughter's hand and lead him.
But now my daughter is older, so holding hands isn’t appropriate.
Jiang Mengning looked at her father's back and felt like laughing, but more importantly, she was moved.
She is so old now, but the old man still treats her as a child. The old man is so cute.
If possible, she would be his daughter forever.
After squeezing left and right, I finally got on the bus, but the environment on the bus was not optimistic.
There was garbage all over the ground, orange peels, plastic paper, toilet paper and so on.
In addition, due to the hot weather, the carriage was smelly and the ground was wet, so I didn't even know where to step.
Jiang Mengning had no experience riding the green-skinned trains of that era, and she was wearing a white top today. One could imagine how embarrassed she must have been when she got off the train.
The seats on the train are those army green leather seats, with three seats on one side and two seats on the other.
Jiang Mengning's position was exactly in the middle of the three people.
Before she even got on the bus, the seat was already occupied.
It was a couple with a child.
The child was about five or six years old, a little boy who had been spoiled and became lawless. He stepped and jumped on the seat with his shoes on, and his parents did not say a word and just let him do whatever he wanted.
The seats were originally made of leather, but now they are greasy and look disgusting.
Jiang Mengning really couldn't stand the smell in here. She covered her mouth and couldn't help but retched.
Knowing that his daughter was a germaphobe, Mr. Jiang quickly put the suitcase on the shelf and asked the little boy to come down.
"Excuse me, this spot belongs to my daughter, please don't step on it."
The child's parents looked at each other, curled their lips, and were not very happy.
In the end, the fat woman, the child's mother, pulled the child down and held him in her arms.
At the same time, I couldn't help but mutter to myself, "I'm already on the train, why am I being so pretentious? If I can, I can take the sleeper. It's much more comfortable there."
Mr. Jiang believes in the principle of less trouble is better when you're out and about, and generally speaking he doesn't argue with others.
He squeezed over, took out the towel he had prepared long ago, and wiped his daughter's seat over and over again until the white towel turned black, and then he was satisfied.
Such an action made the people sitting on both sides blush.
What does that mean!
Just because you think they are dirty!
No one feels good about being insulted.
The fat woman said sarcastically, "What era is this? You're still acting like a capitalist. If you think it's dirty, just buy a sleeper ticket! If you can't afford it, don't pretend!"
Mr. Jiang paused, feeling very embarrassed.
With his current social status, he really can't buy a sleeper ticket for his daughter.
In this era, sleeper tickets could basically only be booked by officials.
Ordinary people really don’t have the ability to do it.
He wouldn't allow anyone to say that about his daughter, and retorted, "We just like to be clean. It's okay to wipe it off! How did that offend you?"
The fat woman yelled again.
"Hey, why are you so anxious? Did I tell you? You don't have any ulterior motives towards this woman! You guys are not..."
That meaningful look is really disgusting.
Even Mr. Jiang was angry.
"How do you speak? Why does it sound so unpleasant?"
He was no good at quarreling and it was hard to deal with this fat chick.
Jiang Mengning was feeling irritated at the moment. She took over the fat woman's words and said, "What is it? He's my dad, what do you think it is? Looking at your dirty face, I know how dirty your mind is. If you can't speak, shut up."
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