"That's not necessarily true," Yuan Jiahui said. "My husband doesn't like to worry. If we don't tell him a word about the things at home, he won't remember them."
As they were talking, the bus had already started. Yuan Jiahui could only secretly hope that her husband, Lao Qi, would be more helpful this time. Otherwise, she had a bag full of chicken, fish, and big bones, which weighed dozens of kilograms and was too heavy for her to carry back home.
It gets dark very early in the Great Northern Wilderness in winter. It was not yet 4:30 when the bus arrived at the regiment headquarters, but it was already starting to get dark.
Yun Qiao and Yuan Jiahui got out of the car one after another, turned around and were about to go out when they suddenly heard someone calling their names behind them.
"Yun Qiao."
"Jiahui."
Yun Qiao turned around and saw He Tingjun and Qi Wu coming out of the small shop behind the platform one after the other.
Qi Wu had a cigarette in his mouth, but he stopped smoking the moment he saw Yuan Jiahui, threw the cigarette on the ground, and stepped on it.
"You still have some conscience and come to pick me up." Yuan Jiahui glared at Qi Wu happily, and didn't mind his little mistake of smoking behind her back.
"You are my wife. If I don't come to pick you up, do I come to pick you up from outside?" Qi Wu had a smile on his face. He was embarrassed to say that he didn't remember that it was He Tingjun who knocked on the door and dragged him over.
On the other side, He Tingjun walked up to Yun Qiao, took the bag from her hand, and tied it to the eight big bars in front of her: "Let's go, go home."
The two people's bicycles were parked outside the convenience store. Yun Qiao and Yuan Jiahui each got on their husband's bicycle. There were four people in the group, two bicycles, and they headed towards the base under the cover of night, relying on the faint light of flashlights.
Back home, at the dinner table, Yun Qiao said to He Tingjun, "Wen Jing will be returning to Beijing on the 17th. I'm going to get some mountain products and ask her to bring them back home to my parents. I'll have to trouble you to take me home on the morning of the 17th."
The rural railway leaves at 8 o'clock, and the bus doesn't leave that early, so He Tingjun can only borrow the logistics car to take her there.
He Tingjun agreed: "Okay, I'll take a day off on the 17th. My family hasn't bought anything for the New Year yet, so I'll buy some on this trip. I won't have to go to the commune before the New Year.
On the 17th, Yun Qiao got up before dawn and went to the train station early.
She asked He Tingjun to wait for her in the car for a while, and she got out to find Zheng Wenjing.
When Yun Qiao went to look for Zheng Wenjing, she was sitting on a bench in the waiting hall with a bag of fertilizer in her arms. Qi Chunhui and her brother Qi Bin were sitting next to her. They were also holding luggage filled with fertilizer bags. It seemed that they were not there to see Zheng Wenjing off, but to return to Beijing with her.
Qi Chunhui saw Yun Qiao and smiled awkwardly.
Yun Qiao didn't have a good relationship with the two of them, so when they met, he just nodded coldly.
Zheng Wenjing pulled Yun Qiao aside and explained, "Qi Chunhui is my cousin, and Qi Bin is my cousin. They heard I was going back to Beijing this year and wanted to go with me. They wanted to keep me company, so they bought tickets for the same train."
Yun Qiao nodded and said, "That's good. Having them with you will help you along the way."
Kidnappers are rampant these days and it is not safe on the train. With Qi Chunhui and Qi Bin, brother and sister, accompanying Zheng Wenjing, Yun Qiao can feel a lot more at ease.
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