Chapter 333 The Bitter Wind from the North
The train entered the cave tunnel and darkness enveloped the carriage. After a moment, poplar trees and the Big Dipper could be seen flashing outside.
Zhang Hezong's cloudy old eyes blinked for a long time before he stuffed the donkey roll in his hand into his mouth, rubbed the bean powder on his beard, chewed it, his beard trembled, and the powder spilled on the ground.
After eating, he looked at Jiang Jun and asked, "Beiwang, where have you been?"
Shen Xingjiang: "Mr. Zhang has been under too much stress and cannot accept the news of Jiang Dad's death. He regards Jiang Jun as Jiang Dad."
Jiang Wanwan winked at Jiang Jun.
You pretend to be Dad and comfort Grandpa Zhang.
At other times, Jiang Jun would be very embarrassed to admit his shame, but he had just had an argument with Grandpa Zhang, and he felt the most guilty, so he didn't care about face. Jiang Jun frowned, making his young face look more serious.
He spoke unnaturally: "I want to accompany my daughter and son-in-law back to the military area."
After saying that, he shrank his neck.
It’s so hot.
Jiang Wanwan: “…”
You are quite brave, young man.
Grandpa Zhang's cloudy old eyes cleared up a little, and he nodded excitedly: "Good, very good."
Shen Xingjiang stood up and said a few words to Jiang Jun, who nodded.
"Master, is there anyone else in your family?"
Zhang Hezong sighed, tears welling up in his eyes: "There is no one left. Chuan Feng died while saving Dong Hejue. Your master's wife died of illness. They are all dead. No one in the family is here. Dong Hejue doesn't admit that Chuan Feng saved him..."
Another person from the Dong family.
Whenever I run into the Dong family, nothing good happens.
Jiang Wanwan gave some donkey rolls to Mr. Zhang: "Grandpa, eat some more."
Mr. Zhang was extremely hungry, and ate all the donkey rolls after he finished speaking.
Shen Xingjiang was afraid that he would choke, so he took out a white flour sugar triangle and placed it on the lid of an enamel jar filled with hot water. The lid was warmed by the hot steam from the water inside, and the sugar triangle was heated for a few seconds. The water was changed once in the middle and heated several times. It was not very hot, but it tasted warm. The white sugar inside was soft and the syrup was sweet.
Shen Xingjiang put the sugar triangle in Zhang Lao's hand without saying anything, and his action was natural and heartwarming.
After Mr. Zhang finished eating the sugar triangles, Shen Xingjiang tidied up the quilt and asked him to take off his dirty coat and rest on the bed.
The train attendant in the middle train was worried and came over to check.
The visitor was very surprised: "He always makes a lot of noise, but he is quite gentle in front of you. Since you know him, please help find his family. He doesn't have enough food or warm clothes, and it's not a good idea for him to come here to steal coal every once in a while."
Jiang Wanwan still doesn't know what happened in Beijing.
Leaving Grandpa Zhang alone outside, I don’t know where he can go or where to find him next time.
Shen Xingjiang put away the bags on the table and placed the perishable food by the window: "Take Grandpa Zhang back. When we get to Inner Mongolia, I'll call my eldest brother and ask him to help with the formalities."
It’s not something you can just say casually to raise one more person, not to mention that Grandpa Zhang was in an abnormal mood, and when Jiang Wanwan was hesitating, Shen Xingjiang took the initiative to accept Grandpa Zhang, so that Jiang Wanwan didn’t have to hesitate.
"Okay, thank you Jiangjiang."
The conductor was relieved when he heard that they could take Mr. Zhang back to take care of him: "It's great that you can take him back. He's all alone, running around, and we were worried that he would die outside."
If it weren't for the help from his comrades on this train, Zhang Hezong wouldn't have lived so long.
During the days in the car, Mr. Zhang was in a very stable mood. He mistook Jiang Jun for Jiang Beiwang. Perhaps it was for this reason that he tried to snatch Jiang Jun's food at the beginning.
Even after Jiang Jun got angry, he was still eating the food with such relish.
The train arrived at the Inner Mongolia Banner County Railway Station early in the morning.
In Inner Mongolia, where the four seasons change, the late winter looks the same every year.
At the beginning of a new year, last year's snow was still buried on the ground, and the buildings were obviously shorter than Beijing. Icicles hung on the eaves, thick on the top and thin at the bottom, and the early morning light shone through them, making the icicles bright and dazzling.
There is no sign of the ice on the lake melting. Some people have dug holes in the ice to catch fish. In Inner Mongolia, where the pace of life is slow, the sky is as blue as water and the air is crisp. With every breath, fresh cool air fills your nose, which is a bit dry but also very refreshing.
After leaving the train station, Shen Xingjiang put his coat on Grandpa Zhang. Jiang Jun looked at Grandpa Zhang while Shen Xingjiang carried the things and held Jiang Wanwan's hand.
Three people went there, and four came back.
It's quite dramatic too.
Fu Hansheng, who was cheated of his money and feelings, applied for a military vehicle to pick him up.
I was waiting at the entrance of the old and dilapidated train station before six o'clock.
Seeing people coming out, Fu Hansheng opened the car door to pick them up: "You're back. Is Beijing fun? Is it warmer than here?"
The accents of the two places were also different. Fu Hansheng asked a series of questions. The familiar accent and familiar people suddenly pulled them back here from the world of Beijing.
Jiang Wanwan felt that the ground she was standing on was becoming more solid.
"It was fun. I ran around Ma Xiaojuan's house many times, battled wits with her and her mother, stayed there for several days, and even watched an innocent adult man being deceived. It was so fun that I didn't even want to come back."
Fu Hansheng immediately showed a look of despair: "Old Shen, your wife is not a good person. I came all the way to pick you up, and she poked my wounds. You must control her."
Shen Xingjiang walked past him carrying his luggage.
The wind blew over Shen Xingjiang's sharp voice: "She helped you get all the money back."
Fu Hansheng immediately bowed: "Sister-in-law, come this way, sister-in-law, be careful with your steps, sister-in-law, are you tired, can you get in the car, do you want to step on little Fuzi's feet to get in."
Jiang Wanwan: “…”
"Come back and talk to me with your integrity and bottom line."
Jiang Jun helped Grandpa Zhang get into the car.
Fu Hansheng drove out and drove to the sandy road back to the military area before asking, "Who is this old man?"
Jiang Wanwan looked at the familiar scenery outside the window: "It's my father's teacher."
Although Fu Hansheng was quick-witted, he didn't ask any more questions when he saw that Grandpa Zhang looked and dressed a little strangely: "I lit a fire in your house a few days ago, and it's warm now."
"Jiang Yourou has come back several times with injuries on his body. You can go back and see what happened to this wolf cub."
"Injured?" Jiang Wanwan's heart was lifted.
Shen Xingjiang grabbed her hand: “Don’t worry, Yourou is very smart, nothing will happen.”
His warm palm brought a reassuring power, and Jiang Wanwan nodded: "Okay."
On the way back to the military area, I met a few middle-aged ladies who were walking towards the county town. They were holding their children in their hands and wearing patched clothes. When they saw the car, the adults and children would stop to take a few more looks.
The grassland was covered with snow, and crystal clear frost and snow formed on the dead grass.
Suddenly, a group of wolves ran out from the mountains, and the black shadows moved very quickly and ran towards the car.
The leading wolf had a tuft of white hair on its head and jumped even faster when it saw the car.
Jiang Wanwan sat up straight: "Stop the car, there's meat!"
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