Niu Xingwang looked at them with no good face, so he took them directly to the brigade yard, walked into a row of red houses at the back and spoke.
"This is the girls' dormitory. The four of you will live in one room. Clean up first. If you have any questions, ask others. Then come to my place to get food."
Then he took Li Dachui and the other man to the boys' dormitory.
Xia Wanwan and a few others pushed the door open and went in. They saw only a few small iron bunk beds inside, just enough for four people, one for each of them. People could live on the lower bed and put their belongings on the upper bed.
Xia Yuwei was also in a very heavy mood. She never thought about her parents doing such rough work. Fortunately, she and her sister came and they would definitely be able to take care of their parents' food.
She really hated her second uncle's family. How could they be so cruel to their own people?
Everyone here was packing their things. Huo Banyan looked very simple, and she didn't even bring the simplest bedding. Soon Xia Yuwei went out.
Because he went to ask the village chief, he found out that these things could be bought at the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. Then she came back to find Xia Wanwan and the others, asked if they needed anything, and invited them to dinner.
After all, the village chief didn't assign them any work today, so they only had some time today.
Actually, Xia Wanwan didn’t need much, but since she was here, she decided to take a look around and remember the route so that she wouldn’t be unable to find the place if she needed something later.
Xia Yuwei didn't want to go at first, but then she thought that they would have to cook here later and would need to buy a simple stove and pot.
By the way, I'll see if there's any place selling meat so I can cook some for my parents in the evening. So I decided to go there.
Three of the four girls in the room left immediately, leaving only Wang Dongmei with a sad face.
At this time, she really wanted to borrow money from someone, but the people in front of her would definitely not lend her money, so she could only cry in grievance.
Without money, she couldn't buy anything, and even if she had food, she couldn't eat it, so she was a little anxious.
Among the people here, she only knew one, Dang Guoan. At worst, they could cook and eat together, and then separate when family sent money.
When Xia Wanwan and the other two came out hand in hand, they saw their parents again. They glanced at each other and passed by each other without saying a word. There was also someone following her.
Even though I am not afraid of my identity being revealed, if others know that I am their child, there will definitely be a lot of trouble, so I'd better keep a low profile and meet them at night.
When she first came out, she already had a general understanding of the village and even remembered the location of the cowshed.
Behind this long mountain range is the military base. If nothing unexpected happens, that should be where the man is.
But Xia Wanwan didn't want to contact him. That man was too dangerous, so it was better to hide from him if possible!
The few of them quickly arrived at the town by following the route they took. In fact, this place was not far from the town, just over half an hour's journey.
It should be the nearest village to the town, but it seems that there should be many more villages if they go further into Dongninggou.
After they arrived, they began to stroll around slowly. In fact, there was nothing interesting to see in this town.
Because at that time all industries were state-owned, all were subject to quotas, and farmers were not allowed to do business privately, so it simply did not look very lively.
However, some people still exchange things on the black market, so if you were to ask where the busiest place is at this time, apart from the supply and marketing cooperatives, the black market would be the place.
However, the price on the black market is generally much higher, but many people don’t have tickets!
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