Sure enough, when Mo Siming heard Ruan Mianmian's request, he immediately smiled and said, "This is easy. There will be a bus to Yangcheng tomorrow afternoon. I will arrange it for you in a moment. I guarantee you can get on the bus tomorrow afternoon."
"Thank you, Station Master Mo," Ruan Mianmian said with a smile.
"Don't call me Stationmaster Mo. I'm probably about the same age as your father. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Mo." Mo Siming liked this young comrade from the bottom of his heart. He was warm and kind-hearted.
If he and Tong Hua had a daughter, she would probably look like this.
Ruan Mianmian was just wondering how to get closer to him without being flattering. This is just perfect.
She immediately laughed and called out, "Uncle Mo."
"Okay! Then I'll call you Mianmian." At the train station, he had seen her letter of introduction and her ID, and knew her name. But before that, in order to show respect, he had always called her "Little Comrade."
But it would feel strange to call her "little comrade" now, so I just called her by her name.
Ruan Mianmian nodded. A name is for people to call. What's wrong with that?
"Tong Hua, you have to wake up soon. You have to take a good look at Mian Mian. You will definitely like her." Mo Siming excitedly took Tong Hua's hand and spoke to her softly.
Ruan Mianmian looked at the two people in front of her, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't envious.
However, she also understood very well that if she was asked to choose a life like Tong Hua just to get a man like Mo Siming, she would not be willing to do so.
Everyone has a different life. Don't envy others. Just live your own life.
Mo Siming sent Ruan Mianmian to the door of the ward, and asked with some concern, "Are you sure you don't need me to help you arrange a railway guesthouse?"
Considering Ruan Mianmian's age and gender, even though he knew that she was a very capable lesbian, he still wanted to take better care of her.
"No, Uncle Mo. I still have some things to do. I will find a place to live after I finish them." Ruan Mianmian refused firmly.
Although the Railway Guest House is very convenient to the railway station, it is far from the city. She is short of points now, and she wants to go around the city to see if there are any opportunities.
"Okay, then you must be careful and pay attention to safety. There will be a passing bus to Yangcheng at 3:20 tomorrow afternoon. You should keep an eye on the time and don't be late. If you miss this bus, you will have to wait another day," Mo Siming warned.
"Okay. I understand, Uncle Mo. I won't be late. You should go back and take care of Aunt Tong Hua. I'll leave first." After saying that, Ruan Mianmian waved at him and turned away.
As Ruan Mianmian turned the corner of the stairs on the first floor, she bumped into someone.
She was about to say sorry when she heard Hong Xia's voice, "Why is it you?"
Ruan Mianmian then saw that the person she bumped into was Hong Xia, who was holding Xiaotian's hand. Behind them were two police officers in uniform.
Come to think of it, this hospital is the closest to the train station. It's not surprising that they appear here.
The words of apology were on the tip of her tongue, but Ruan Mianmian swallowed them back.
She had done her best for this mother and son. There was nothing to be sorry about.
Ruan Mianmian turned sideways and tried to leave, but was stopped by Hong Xia.
"I admit that I was a little anxious when I was walking, but our collision was not just my fault. You didn't look at the road either. What? Are you going to ask me for compensation now? !" Ruan Mianmian really felt that Hong Xia, this woman, seemed to have a different aura from her.
"That's not the case." Hong Xia's tone changed, becoming a little anxious.
Ruan Mianmian had been listening to her on the train for several days, but this was the first time she heard her speak in such a tone, and she couldn't help but stop and wanted to leave.
"I just want to say thank you to you. Thank you for saving us." When Hong Xia was examined in the hospital, she had already heard what happened today from the police officer who came with her.
She was really scared. How did she meet a human trafficker?
If she hadn't met Ruan Mianmian, she and her son would have been close to death. She had heard about the fate of kidnapped women and children when she was in her hometown. It was so tragic that it was beyond description.
So she said thank you very sincerely.
So that's how it is. Ruan Mianmian looked at Hong Xia, "No need to thank me. I didn't mean to save you, I just didn't want to let the bad guys go."
She looked at Xiaotian standing beside her and said, "You should educate your child properly when you have time. It's not too late now."
That was all she could say.
As for whether to listen or not, it’s none of her business.
The police officer accompanying Hong Xia and her son saw that Ruan Mianmian had already walked away, so he urged them, "Hurry up and leave. We need to record your statement when we return to the police station."
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Ruan Mianmian asked passers-by about the general situation of the city, and then she spent thirty cents and took the bus to the city.
Now that she is already here, she doesn't want to miss out on this department store.
She had already planned to find a place to stay in the city first, and then try her luck in the department store here tomorrow morning to see if she could have the same good luck as in Jianghe City.
It takes at least one or two hours to walk there, but only ten minutes by bus.
After getting off the bus, Ruan Mianmian discovered that the overall architectural style of the cities closer to the south was quite different from that of theirs.
The most obvious thing is that there are more high-rise buildings. The mud houses are almost gone.
The tall buildings in Jianghe City can be counted on one hand. However, in this place called Lincheng, there are more tall buildings visible to the naked eye than in Jianghe City.
There are also more people riding bicycles on the streets than in Jianghe City.
People's clothes are also better, with basically no patches seen, and there are more styles and colors.
Many lesbians are wearing bras.
There were also some decorations on their hair, some were made of handkerchiefs, some were made of rubber bands wrapped with wool, and some were made of materials she couldn't tell. But what was certain was that these were all homemade.
It seems that her idea was not wrong. The further south you go, the better the overall environment will be.
The things in their factory should be brought to places like this so that they can be sold better~
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