The flight attendant shook hands with Wan Feng warmly and saluted him.
"Our society needs people like you who are brave enough to stand up for justice, especially since you are still a teenager. Please accept my highest respect here." After saying that, Kadi saluted Wan Feng, making Wan Feng flustered.
Liu Xiyuan followed the conductor and left. Before leaving, she kept her eyes on Wan Feng, as if she wanted to imprint Wan Feng into her bones.
Most likely, she will be handed over to the local public security department when the car stops at Changchun ahead, and the local public security department will send her home. As for Zhang Guolin, he will probably have to stay in prison for a few days.
This time Wan Feng had enough space to sleep. At least he could sleep on the small table in front of him.
The car stopped here in Changchun for more than ten minutes. Wan Feng guessed that Liu Xiyuan and Zhang Guolin must have gotten off here.
He had never been to the city of Changchun in his previous life, but he would definitely come in this life. In three years, he would definitely live in this city for a while.
His goal was to earn at least one million here during that time.
Taking a train is not a pleasant experience, especially when the train takes dozens of hours, it is simply a very painful experience.
It is more than 1,100 miles from Shenyang to Harbin. The train took more than ten hours to run and arrived at Harbin, the final destination, at around six o'clock in the morning.
The train has reached its final destination, but Wan Feng’s journey is far from over.
He also needs to buy a train ticket to Longzhen.
It is about 350 kilometers from Harbin to Longzhen, and he still has to take a few hours of train.
The train from Harbin to Longzhen departs at 8:15 in the morning and arrives at around 5:00 in the afternoon.
It's not seven o'clock yet.
Wan Feng left the train station and went out to find something to eat, and casually took in the scenery of Harbin.
In his previous life, Wan Feng had passed through Harbin several times, but each time was at night and he never passed by during the day.
In an alley outside Harbin Railway Station, Wan Feng was surprised to see two stalls selling soy milk and tofu pudding. What surprised Wan Feng even more was that the stall owner was an acquaintance.
As the saying goes, there is no coincidence in the world, but this is too damn coincidental.
"Uncle Jiang! How come I meet you here?" Wan Feng exclaimed in surprise.
The man in his thirties who was looking around vigilantly from time to time was confused by Wan Feng's shout. He looked at Wan Feng for a long time before he recognized him.
"Are you Xiaofeng?"
"It's me, it's me!"
"Oh my god! This is such a coincidence."
Uncle Jiang's full name is Jiang Ming. He is a Harbin youth. When he was at the fourth division of the Red Bianjiang Farm, he lived opposite Wan Feng's house. He returned to the city with his wife and children at the end of 1977-1978.
Back then, he had a very good relationship with Wan Feng's family, and Wan Feng often visited his home.
Jiang Ming shouted to a woman, "Xueqi, the boss of the Zhu sisters."
The woman responded with an "ah" and asked, "Who?"
"Do you remember Xiaofeng?"
"Xiao Feng, what about the child from Sister Zhu's family across from our house during the morning break?"
"Yes, that's him!"
"Where?"
Xu Xueqi, a famous beauty in the fourth division of the Red Bianjiang Farm, came running over in a hurry.
"It's really Xiaofeng. He's grown so tall already? Wasn't he only this tall when we left the 31st Company?"
Xu Xueqi felt depressed when she gestured to Wan Feng. Even if she was short at that time, she wouldn't be as tall as your hip axis, right?
"Jiang Ming, get Xiaofeng two pancakes and a bowl of tofu pudding. We'll talk after they finish eating. Xiaofeng, you eat first, and we'll talk after we close the stall."
Jiang Ming brought Wan Feng a bowl of hot soy milk and two white flour pancakes.
Wan Feng didn't act pretentiously and started eating with a slurp.
I guess Uncle Jiang and his wife took advantage of the fact that the government departments were not at work in the morning to come here to secretly make some extra money.
Sure enough, as soon as seven o'clock arrived, they hurriedly packed up their stall and loaded all the belongings onto a cart.
"Xiao Feng, come to my house and sit for a while. It's not far from here."
Wan Feng shook his head: "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Xu, I have a train at 8:15, so I won't go to your house."
Jiang Ming rolled his eyes a few times: "Then wait here for a while, I will be back in more than ten minutes, don't go anywhere!"
Wan Feng sat on the curb at the entrance of the alley and waited.
More than ten minutes later, Jiang Ming and his wife came out again.
"Uncle Jiang, Aunt Xu, aren't you going to work today?"
"Is your Uncle Jiang a working person?"
This is true. He was often not at work in the company during the morning rush hour. In winter, he would go hunting with a gun, and in summer, he would be sick every few days.
"Uncle Jiang, I think you guys came back at the end of 1978. It's been almost three years since we last met."
"Yes, I plan to go back this winter and ask Lao Jin to go hunting with me."
Lao Jin was a hunter in the original 32nd Company. When he was in the 31st Company, Jiang Ming often went into the old forest to hunt with Lao Jin.
"Company 31 is already bankrupt. We've all moved to the three-point field. If you want to go, you'll have to look for it along the river."
"Ah? It's a failure?" This news was very unexpected to Jiang Ming.
"It seems to have turned yellow last summer. My mother wrote to me saying that everyone from the 31st and 32nd Companies had moved to Sanfen Field. The Jins and I were in the same company."
Jiang Ming felt something was wrong: "Where are you from?"
Wan Feng recounted the story of how he returned to his grandmother's house for war preparations the winter before last.
Jiang Ming was surprised: "You came back to Longjiang by yourself?"
Wan Feng nodded.
"Oh my god, you're quite courageous, aren't you afraid that someone will sell you out?"
"Haha, I'm not a woman, why would anyone sell me out?"
The three of them started chatting without saying anything.
After Jiang Ming and his family returned to Harbin, they did not become unemployed. At least they were arranged to work in a small factory on the street.
But Jiang Mingtian was not born to work in a factory. He either took leave or pretended to be sick. A few days ago, he had a sudden idea and started selling breakfast secretly. At least the income was better than working in an office.
"Your aunt and I secretly sell things every morning and can make a couple of hundred yuan a month. It's better than going to work and more comfortable. It's great."
You said that opening a restaurant has some prospects, but Wan Feng doesn't think selling breakfast is very meaningful. It is necessary to guide them onto the right path.
So Wan Feng told everyone what he had done.
"What? You have a small garment factory now? You also have a shoe factory there?" Jiang Ming was so surprised that his front teeth almost fell out.
Wan Feng took out the clothes from his bag and said, "I made these for my parents, brothers and sisters when I got home. The shoes I'm wearing are made by our factory."
Xu Xueqi's eyes widened as she looked at the clothes Wan Feng took out, and she fiddled with them for a long time without letting go.
Jiang Ming also seemed to be lost in thought.
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