Chapter 521: Escape at Night

Mumu and Xiaomeizi came back from paying respects to their ancestors and picked a bag of myrtle.

Chenchen really likes to eat myrtle. There used to be some on the mountain in the base. When the myrtle was ripe, they would go up the mountain to pick it.

He hadn't eaten it for many years.

It was the first time for Chen Zigui to eat it. He fell in love with it at first bite and loved it very much.

They had almost finished the myrtle and left some for Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang.

Chenchen had almost finished his complaints, and finally concluded:

"Uncle Mumu, my mother and uncle are indeed the top scholars, and they are so foresighted. If we really were to be regarded as mascots when we return, we would have been lucky not to have revealed our identities, otherwise we would have been doomed."

Xiaomeizi heard this and smiled: "Just now someone asked if we went to the wrong grave."

"Then what did you say?" Chenchen asked curiously.

"Mumu said that he had picked the myrtle from someone's grave, so he had to help him deal with the weeds to express his gratitude."

Xiaomeizi thought of the villagers' eyes that were hard to describe and found it particularly funny.

The villager carrying the hoe replied: "You city folks have a very special way of expressing gratitude. You can bury people."

Chen Chen and Chen Zigui couldn't help laughing.

"There are a lot of people gathered at my door. Remember, we can't reveal our identities later, otherwise it will be troublesome." Chen Chen said.

Mu Mu wiped his face: "It's almost time. Let's go quickly. If they find out our identities, we may not be able to escape."

The four of them thought together and hurried back to the tractor to reserve seats.

Going back was the same as coming in. The tractor would leave when it was full. When they arrived, they squeezed in and found a seat.

The tractor operator this time was not Uncle Niu. It was estimated that he was not very busy alone and there were many tractor masters in the village.

The tractor had just started when several villagers chased after it.

In order to communicate with his "Grandpa Fu" without any obstacles, Chenchen learned some sign language and lip reading.

He clearly saw the villagers chasing after him and said, "Stop, Xiaomeizi and Mumu are on the tractor!"

Chenchen and Mumu looked at each other, and Chenchen said in a whisper, "You have been recognized."

Mumu held his forehead and turned his head away, not looking at the villagers chasing after him.

Why do people say "as loud as a tractor" when describing a loud sound? Because the sound of a tractor is really loud.

The villagers shouted at the top of their lungs, but the people on the tractor could not hear them and waved their hands to persuade them to leave:

"There is no room, wait for the next bus!"

...

The four of them returned to the guesthouse safely.

Chenchen drank half a bottle of water to calm down. Chenchen

used the simplest language to explain the situation in the village, and finally suggested:

"Mom, let's hurry up. I feel like they're going to catch up with us soon. There are only a few guesthouses in the county, and we might be discovered soon."

Su Taotao laughed so hard that she almost couldn't straighten her waist: "Silly Chenchen, what can they do if they know we're here? At most, we'll just say a few words to them. Anyway, we're leaving tomorrow, so there's no rush."

​​Su Taotao instructed Fu Yuanhang: "Ahhang, go down and tell the front desk. If anyone asks about us, just say we don't live here."

Fu Yuanhang also thought of this and nodded: "Okay, sister-in-law."

Fu Yuanhang found that the receptionist at the front desk became particularly enthusiastic and excited:

"Are you Fu Yuanhang? Fu Yuanhang from Zhuangyuan Village, who won the top spot in the imperial examination last year, right?"

After the aunt finished speaking, she took out a comic book and a candy bag from under the table:

"This and this were also drawn by you, right? Oh my, my son likes you so much, and finally

he can see you in person! It's a pity that my son has gone back to his grandmother's house in the countryside, otherwise I would have asked him to come and see you. By the way, how many days will you stay?

Will my son be able to come back the day after tomorrow?"

Fu Yuanhang: "…………" If he knew that he was so famous here, he would not have come and would have stayed in the city directly.

Fu Yuanhang shook his head calmly: "No, I'm not, maybe we have the same name."

After Fu Yuanhang finished speaking, he turned around and walked back.

The aunt at the front desk called him from behind: "Hey, Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang, how could you not be one? One or two of them have the same name?"

Fu Yuanhang ran back to the room: "Sister-in-law, let's leave early tomorrow morning. We may not be able to leave if it's too late."

Su Taotao: "What's going on?"

Fu Yuanhang told her what had just happened: "I don't know what the county did. They can match us up just by knowing our names. We

may not have realized it when we registered during the day, but now we know everything." As

soon as Fu Yuanhang finished speaking, someone knocked on the door:

"Comrade Su, we are here to bring you some watermelons. Please open the door."

Everyone looked at each other.

Su Taotao walked to the door and said to the people outside:

"No, thank you. I need to rest. If anyone comes to look for us, please tell them that we don't live here or have checked out."

There was more than one person outside. After hearing Su Taotao's reply, another person was particularly excited. He lowered his voice and said in what he thought was a very low voice:

"It was her voice. I said it was her. You didn't see her in person. She looks so beautiful."

"Then I must see her."

The knock on the door sounded again, startling Su Taotao who was leaning against the door.

"Comrade Su, we won't disturb you. We promise to leave after putting down the watermelon."

Mumu walked over: "Sister Taozi, let me do it."

Su Taotao pinched her swollen and painful eyebrows and motioned Mumu to open the door.

Chen Zigui also came over and said, "They don't know me, so I'll go too."

Xiao Meizi also stood up and said, "I'll go too."

...

The three of them sent the people outside away, but they still had a plate of watermelons in their hands.

Mumu wiped his face: "No, I have to go wash my face first. These people are too enthusiastic. They spit on my face!"

Su Taotao looked at the plate of watermelons. Even her face was spit on them. Is this watermelon still edible?

Chen Zigui has had a bit of a germaphobia since he was a child. Seeing the saliva spitting on the watermelon, he couldn't eat it and didn't recommend everyone to eat it:

"I'd better send the watermelon down."

Su Taotao: "Don't worry, let's discuss what to do next."

If they continue like this, they might really be blocked at the door of the guesthouse early tomorrow morning.

Chen Lechen thought for a moment and said, "I looked at the train schedule. I remember there's a train passing by at five tomorrow morning. Can we change our tickets to that train?"

Su Taotao thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Let's go to the train station early tomorrow and continue to go south. We'll change our tickets to any city that has tickets. Let's leave here first."

Fu Yuanhang raised his hand, "I agree."

Chen Chen also raised his hand, "I agree too!"

Their family is used to democratic voting.

Others had no objections.

Mumu came out after washing his face and reached out for the watermelon.

Chen Zigui stopped him: "The watermelon is all saliva."

Mumu didn't take it seriously: "I lifted it to the side, the one here is not sprayed, you can eat it."

The carefree Mumu took a big bite and said: "Don't mention it, it's quite sweet, you don't want to eat it."

Everyone said in unison:

"No!"

"No!"

...

The next morning, Fu Yuanhang and Mumu went downstairs to check out.

The front desk was replaced by a man, who was still dozing off when they woke him up and helped them check out in a daze.

Just after four o'clock, the six people yawned and dragged their tired bodies to the train station.

In the early morning of the midsummer in the 1980s, the streets were empty, with only the sound of sanitation workers sweeping fallen leaves with brooms in the distance, and the dim street lights were a few points darker than the residual shadow of the moon in the sky.

The train station at four o'clock in the morning was the first time Su Taotao had seen it in her two lives.

Fortunately, they were lucky and got on the train in advance. They successfully changed their tickets and got off three hours later. They had never even heard of the city.

Their next stop was supposed to be the provincial capital, and they were quite satisfied with this "blind box".

Traveling, all the people and things you meet on the road, the unexpected and the unknown... are all an experience and part of the journey.

The only thing Chenchen regretted was that he couldn't eat another bowl of pork offal and sauerkraut rice noodles.

...

As expected, when the sky was slightly bright, the front desk aunt who delivered watermelon to Su Taotao last night had brought the nephews and nephews of the aunts and uncles to get a taste of the "number one scholar's spirit".

What's the point of going to the number one scholar village? The number one scholar lives in their store. Isn't it better to see him live?

At the same time, Uncle Niu, Little Black Charcoal, and the villagers of Qinglian Village also arrived.

Everyone was talking about the "Zhuangyuan" and the entrance of the guesthouse was a mess, even busier than a vegetable market. They

learned that they had checked out before dawn and now the room was empty.

The sleepy receptionist was almost spit to death by everyone's saliva.

The County Hotel struck while the iron was hot and immediately changed its name to "Zhuangyuan Building".

It is said that from then on, guests came in droves, and the daily flow of guests was full, especially the room where Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang stayed, which had to be booked a month in advance!

Regardless of the off-season or peak season, it is only when their guesthouse is full that people will consider staying in other guesthouses. Within a year, there is a trend of expansion!

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