No matter how much Zhao Dajun was persuaded, he was unwilling to leave. Lu Jiaxin had no choice but to pay a child to go find Lu Jiajie. She gave him two cents first, and then three cents when he found him.

The little boy was very happy. He took the two dimes and ran away like an arrow.

Seeing the child's back, Lu Jiaxin shook her head and said, "People nowadays are still not vigilant enough. What if we are bad guys?"

Zhao Dajun frowned and said, "Miss Lu, we are not bad people."

Lu Jiaxin was speechless. She just sighed that the child was not vigilant enough. However, after a few days of getting to know him, she knew that he was a stubborn person and didn't bother with him.

Soon the child came back, and did not ask for the remaining money. It was not until Lu Jiajie came over breathlessly that he looked at Lu Jiaxin.

Lu Jiaxin made a gesture, meaning for him to wait a moment.

Lu Jiajie walked up to Lu Jiaxin and explained, "Xin, Xinxin, I have been waiting since twelve o'clock. I just went to the toilet because I had to go to the bathroom. Who would have thought that I would miss the bus."

Seeing that he was still complaining about her, Lu Jiaxin said with a smile: "It's normal for people to have urgent needs, but you didn't ask someone to help wait at the exit. The other party doesn't know me, so why don't you find a piece of paper to write my name on it?"

Lu Jiajie was left speechless.

Lu Jiaxin pointed at the little boy and said, "Tell him that there are a lot of kidnappers out there now. Tell him to be more vigilant and not to do the same thing again."

Lu Jiajie talked to the little boy in a gibberish. At first, the boy was very unconvinced, but later he looked horrified. Obviously, he took Lu Jiajie's words to heart.

"Xinxin, he promised that if a stranger talks to him again, he will go find an adult first."

The little boy took the remaining thirty cents and ran away. As for whether he really took the words to heart, only he knew.

While carrying his luggage, Lu Jiajie asked, "Xinxin, why are you walking here? Have you forgotten the way home?"

Lu Jiaxin really didn’t know which direction Lujia Village was in. The last time she went there was a year before her mother passed away. “The last time I came here was five years ago. I followed my mother at that time and I didn’t remember the way, so how could I remember it?”

"You can ask, too?"

Lu Jiaxin was speechless: "Do I need you to tell me that? I'm carsick and vomited all the way. I vomited bile. I don't have the strength to walk anymore. I'm going to the guesthouse to rest for a night before going back."

Lu Jiajie looked at her gloomy face and thought that she was not feeling well but still didn't let him go. But it was good this way, so that she wouldn't be bullied in the future: "Then I'll go borrow a bicycle. This brother should know how to ride a bicycle, right?"

He came here by bicycle, so he just needed to borrow another one. But Lu Jiaxin didn't know how to ride a bicycle, and if Zhao Dajun didn't know how to ride a bicycle either, he would have to walk back.

Zhao Dajun said that he can not only ride a bicycle, but also drive and repair cars.

Lu Jiaxin was unwilling to ride a bicycle, saying, "The road to the village is very bumpy, and I will vomit if I ride a bicycle."

"Then I'll carry you back."

Lu Jiaxin glanced at him and asked, "I remember it takes more than an hour to walk from the county town to Lujia Village. Can you carry my luggage and carry me home?"

This doesn't seem to work.

Lu Jiaxin felt that she was getting more and more eloquent, and she couldn't stop her: "It's not that I don't allow you to stay in the guesthouse, it's that you can't get used to the food here. You're already feeling unwell, and if you can't eat well, it will be even more difficult to recover."

After thinking for a while, she said, "Go borrow a cart to take me back! Fifth brother, the cart must be clean. If there is a smell, I will vomit again."

In the countryside, only the sick or disabled people would ride in a cart. She was also a patient, so she met the criteria.

Lu Jiajie was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he couldn't help laughing. Seeing Lu Jiaxin glaring at him, he held back his laughter and said, "Then wait here for a while, I'll go borrow a cart."

After Lu Jiajie left, Zhao Dajun kindly reminded her, "Miss Lu, you should change your temper, otherwise everyone will dislike you."

Lu Jiaxin looked at him in surprise and said with a smile: "People who like you will like whatever you do; those who don't like you will find all kinds of faults no matter how well-behaved and sensible you are."

Zhao Dajun thought her words were perverse: "Adults like sensible and considerate children."

He felt that Lu Jiaxin was favored because she was the only child of her parents. Later, when her mother passed away, the daughter raised by her stepmother was well-behaved, sensible and considerate, so her father also favored his stepdaughter.

Lu Jiaxin felt that he was controlling her too much, but she didn't want to make things awkward because they still had to get along for a while: "I like to live my life according to my own wishes. I don't like being told what to do by others, even my parents."

Is it good to be well-behaved and sensible? Not necessarily. If you are too well-behaved, your life may be arranged by your parents. The reasons are ready-made. They are worried about you, so they arrange a smooth and flat road for you. If you are willing to follow the rules, there is no problem; but if you have ideals to pursue, you will feel that you are imprisoned in a cage.

Zhao Dajun thought she had a problem with her thinking: "Don't you think it's selfish to do this?"

If it were in the early years, he would definitely suggest Lu Hongjun to send this girl to ideological education class. But now the policy has been relaxed and there are no such strict requirements.

Lu Jiaxin was in low spirits, so her tone was not good: "Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself."

After returning to the ancient capital, he will be allowed to return to Sijiu City. What Lu Jiaxin can't stand the most is being lectured by others. Before coming here, she didn't know that Zhao Dajun had such a temper, otherwise she wouldn't have let him come with her.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, Lu Jiajie finally arrived with a cart. The cart was new, with thick hay and bedding underneath and a mat on top.

"Why is there no quilt?"

Lu Jiajie said with a smile: "Sister, it's so hot and you have to be..."

Before he finished speaking, he patted his head and said, "It was my negligence. I should have brought you a blanket."

For normal people, a blanket is really not needed in such a hot day. But Lu Jiaxin is weak now, and her hands and feet are still cold even in such a hot day.

Seeing that he realized the problem, Lu Jiaxin took out two pairs of clothes, pomegranates and other things from her luggage and tied them to the rear rack of the bicycle.

After putting the things away, Lu Jiaxin took off her shoes and lay on the cart. Lu Jiajie pushed the bicycle and Zhao Dajun pulled the cart.

Feeling the sunlight was too glaring, Lu Jiaxin took a piece of clothing to cover her face.

Seeing this, Lu Jiajie laughed out loud and said, "Don't worry, sister. People here don't know you and won't make fun of you."

Lu Jiaxin rolled her eyes at her: "You're not afraid even if we know each other! It's just riding on a cart, what's so funny about that?"

(End of this chapter)