"Aren't you afraid that I will tell the Lu family your true identity?"
Jiang Yan said indifferently: "You tell me, and then we'll see whether the Lu family believes you or me."
"knew."
Jiang Mo clenched her fists tightly. Seeing how happy Lin Meixiang was yesterday, she knew that they definitely believed in their daughter-in-law, not her.
The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but Jiang Yan heard it. She smiled and glanced at Jiang Mo, but it didn't sound very sincere!
Jiang Yan took the ticket and letter of introduction from Jiang Yuan and said, "We will never meet again. I have a message for you. If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."
"Never again."
Holding her snakeskin bag, Jiang Yan turned around quickly and stepped briskly onto the green train.
"She, she, she..."
Jiang Yuan's eyes were wide open, and he looked in surprise at Jiang Yan who was getting on the train. The words he had just heard seemed like an illusion.
Seeing Jiang Yuan's shocked expression, Jiang Mo suddenly realized that his father's majestic filter had disappeared, and sighed, "You heard it right, she said she would never see him again, she has nothing to do with the Jiang family anymore, and she hates the Jiang family."
Jiang Yuan was silent.
…
In this era, one needed a letter of introduction to travel, and coupled with the widespread extreme poverty, not many people took the train, unlike the exaggerated Spring Festival travel rush in previous lives.
Of course, with the population base here, there are also many people taking the train.
Dragging the snakeskin bag, Jiang Yan walked into her carriage, and then she was dumbfounded.
Hard seat?
Oh my god, she remembers that this train ride takes three days. She must be exhausted just sitting there!
The carriage is made of wood, and even the seats are rows of yellow-painted wooden chairs, a bit like the lounge chairs in rural homes in the south, except that these wooden chairs look more textured.
This is pure solid wood decoration. Jiang Yan doesn't know what to say.
Sighing, she quickly found a seat by the window and sat down.
Although it was inconvenient to get in and out, the three-day journey was long and she was so beautiful. What if she encountered a lewd grope? She had better be careful.
Not long after we sat down, a middle-aged couple wearing clean patched clothes came over carrying a large bag.
Seeing that there was a young girl sitting in the seat, the wife took the initiative to sit in the middle, separating her husband and Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan's impression of the two people soared. It has been three days since she came to this world. She has been fighting wits and courage with the Jiang family every day. Except for her future mother-in-law and sister-in-law yesterday, this couple is the only two people who make her feel the simplicity and kindness of this era.
So she took the initiative to say hello, and his wife responded with a smile.
"My name is Wang Lin. I am an educated youth who went to the countryside. My wife and I are going home to visit our relatives. Why are you taking the train alone, little girl? Didn't your family accompany you?"
As the saying goes, one must be on guard against others. Jiang Yan rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "I am going to join the army. My fiancé is an officer. He will pick me up at the station."
"officer?"
Before Wang Lin could respond, a young voice came from the other side.
There were five young people dressed as students. Each of them was carrying large and small bags, and many of them were gasping for breath due to exhaustion.
The person who spoke before was a girl with short hair and a round face. She looked like she came from a well-off family.
She sat opposite Jiang Yan, looked her up and down, with a somewhat disdainful expression, and deliberately showed off: "To be able to follow the army, your fiancé must be at least a battalion commander. Generally, officers at the battalion commander level are in their thirties. If they are deputy regimental commanders or regimental commanders, they are even older."
"You are only about 17 or 18 years old. There is a big age gap between you and your fiancé."
Speechless, really.
Jiang Yan's mood, which had just gotten better, instantly fell to the bottom. Why are there always people who are so bad at talking?
She wanted to beat the other person up in her heart, but she still fought back with a smile.
"You are wearing such nice cotton clothes and you look plump. Your family must be well off."
"But you're carrying so many bags, you're not an educated youth sent to the countryside, are you? With such good conditions, your family didn't even try to find you a job. You don't have a younger brother, do you? Your parents abandoned you and chose your brother."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other people who came with the girl all held back their laughter, and the girl's face instantly turned dark, obviously her sore spot had been touched.
She looked at Jiang Yan hatefully, "What does it have to do with you? It's just marrying an old man, what's there to be proud of?"
Jiang Yan smiled faintly, "Hey, I don't have to go to the countryside. My fiancé is a soldier who has dedicated himself to the country, and I am also a military wife who is favored by the country. It's an honor!"
"snort."
The girl glanced away, and another boy asked, "We went to the countryside to respond to the call and support national construction, so we should get some preferential treatment, right?"
Jiang Yan watched quietly without saying anything, but Wang Lin next to her gave a bitter smile.
"You'll understand when we get there. If I hadn't met my lover, I would have starved to death."
"Ah! Will I starve to death?"
The young educated youth were terrified. Having grown up in the city, they, like the original owner, had no clear understanding of the countryside and thought it was similar to the city.
Farmers have land, so they can have as much grain as they want.
Looking at everyone's surprised expressions, Wang Lin shook her head and said nothing more. The educated youth went to the countryside to support national construction, and if she said too much, it would undermine their confidence.
What if someone with ulterior motives hears it and accuses her?
She didn't want to go to the cowshed or the farm.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
A unique whistle sounded outside the window, and Jiang Yan curiously stuck her head out of the window.
In front of her, white smoke was spewing out from the locomotive, and she suddenly had the illusion of traveling through time.
“Is this a steam train?”
Later high-speed trains and EMUs are powered by electricity, while ordinary cars use gasoline or diesel, and new energy vehicles also use electricity.
Coal-fired steam locomotives like this one are something that only existed during the Anti-Japanese War or the Republic of China. I didn't expect that such a thing existed in the 1970s.
But if you think about it carefully, the country had only been founded for more than 20 years at that time, and it was not far away from that cruel era. On the contrary, it was separated from her era by more than half a century.
Jiang Yan's surprising and novel words puzzled the young educated youth, and the fat girl took the opportunity to make fun of her.
"What a bumpkin. What else could a train be if not a steam train?"
At this moment, Jiang Yan was immersed in the new world, her mind full of thoughts, this is the steam engine that boils water, and she didn't hear what the fat man said at all.
Steam kept gushing out, and the train slowly started moving towards the distance.
During this process, Jiang Yan had been observing the operation of the train and found that the speed was not high, only fifty to sixty kilometers per hour.
The speed is indeed a bit slow. Trains in later generations can easily run 200 kilometers per hour, and high-speed trains can even reach 300 kilometers per hour.
No wonder this train ride takes three days; it’s so slow.
Seeing that Jiang Yan ignored him, the little fat boy felt very embarrassed. He rolled his eyes at her, took out some snacks from his bag and started eating slowly.
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