After coming out of the tube building, Chen Guoxing asked Xiao Chen to drive the car to the state-owned hotel.

"Uncle Factory Director, there's no need to go to such trouble. Just send me directly to the guesthouse."

I have already troubled him a lot today. It feels a bit unreasonable to go to eat with him again. After all, he is the factory director and a very busy man.

"It's okay, we have to eat too."

Since everyone said so, Song Fuyu had no choice but to compromise.

She just ordered a bowl of vegetable and egg porridge.

This body has been malnourished for many years and has not eaten good food for a long time. In addition, I am injured, so I have to eat light porridge and side dishes to nourish myself first.

"You just want to have a bowl of porridge? How can that be possible?"

"Don't worry about money. I have money, and I won't go broke."

Song Fuyu smiled.

"I don't usually eat much, and I have an injury on my head. If I eat too much all of a sudden, my stomach might feel uncomfortable."

Chen Guoxing looked at the gauze on her head, thought about it and decided to give up.

After Xiao Chen and I each ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles, the three of us found a table and sat down.

"You're going to Qin City, it's too cold there, do you want me to help you move to a place with a warmer climate?"

Qin City is about 2,600 kilometers away from here, and it takes two or three days by train. It would be too much suffering for the little girl to go to such a far place.

"No, the Youth League Office has already made arrangements. If we make any special arrangements, I'm afraid people will object."

"Although Qin City is cold, the land is fertile, the area is vast and the population is sparse, the grain yield is high, and rice is the main food. As long as I work hard there, I don't have to worry too much about having nothing to eat."

She thought it was pretty good there.

Being a little cold can be solved by wearing more clothes, but if you go to a barren and desolate place, you will have no place to buy food even if you have money.

Although she has a large amount of supplies in her space and can grow them herself, for the sake of caution in this era of hatred towards the rich, she often has to keep a low profile and at least look at the specific situation before making any considerations.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Chen Guoxing gave up the idea of ​​moving her to a place closer.

"Then I'll buy you a sleeper ticket so you can get some sleep on the train for two or three days."

"Uncle Chen, please don't treat me specially."

Song Fuyu smiled helplessly.

"If everyone else had hard seats and I was sitting alone in a sleeper, I'd probably be envied to death by the other educated youth who went to the countryside with me."

"I don't want to offend anyone before I even get there. If they isolate me, I won't have anywhere to cry."

Although she also wanted to take a sleeper berth, she still had to stick to the principle of keeping a low profile.

A three-day sleeper berth would cost at least twenty yuan in that era, which is half a month's salary for an ordinary employee.

If it is not a business trip and the company reimburses the money, most people cannot afford it.

She felt that Chen Guoxing was like an old father, who was overly enthusiastic in worrying about her affairs in the countryside. If you didn't know, you would think he was the original owner's biological father.

Seeing that he was of no use, Chen Guoxing sighed.

There are still a few days left, and he must take advantage of these days to prepare more things for the little girl.

Although it is only the beginning of October now, people in Qin City have already started wearing coats, and even have to wear thick clothes in the morning and evening.

With just the small half bag of luggage in her woven bag, she might be frozen to death before she even gets off the train, and would not be able to survive the cold winter in Qin City.

After dinner, Chen Guoxing took her to a hotel that had a cooperation with the steel plant.

If their steel plant has out-of-town customers coming to discuss cooperation, they all stay in this hotel.

Chen Guoxing knows almost all the people at the front desk.

"Xiao Li, this is my niece. Please arrange a quiet but safe room for her."

"No problem, Director Chen."

Xiao Li looked at the registration information of the guests who had already checked in, and finally chose a room for her that was located in the inner corridor, far from the stairs and very quiet.

There was a person living next door to the room who had checked in half an hour ago. She looked at the other party's letter of introduction, which was issued by the army.

Living across from the military, safety is absolutely guaranteed.

After registering Song Fuyu's information, Xiao Li led them to the second floor.

Chen Guoxing stood outside and looked around the room. It was indeed nice.

Stay away from the stairs and make less noise.

There is also a lamp above the door of the room, which is bright enough.

"You are exhausted today. Go in and have a rest. Remember to take your medicine. Make sure the doors and windows are closed before going to bed at night. If you have any questions or need anything, please find Xiao Li. I will tell her. She is a nice person."

It was not convenient for Chen Guoxing to go in, so he stood at the door and explained the precautions to Song Fuyu.

"Don't worry, Uncle Chen. I will pay attention to it. You should go back and have a rest early. Thank you for your help today. You have worked hard."

She bowed deeply to Chen Guoxing, thinking that she should thank him out of both moral and legal reasons.

Without him today, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

"Why are you being so polite to your Uncle Chen, kid? Come in."

After saying that, he went downstairs and left.

After closing the door, Song Fuyu went straight into the space.

She really wants to take a bath to relax her tired body.

The original owner's body was still too weak. After a whole day of fighting, she felt like she was about to collapse. Now that she was alone, she finally didn't need to pretend to be strong anymore.

She lay in the bathtub in the bamboo house, feeling the warm water wrapping around her frail body. It was so comfortable.

Except for the exterior of this bamboo house which comes with the space, most of the things inside were bought by her parents. Later, after the space became hers, she also bought some of her favorite things and put them in the house.

I have to say that her father is very capable. He studied business administration in college and after graduation, he and her mother founded their own company.

Not only did he manage the company successfully, but when he was 30 years old, he helped an elderly man who was about to die, and as a result, he unexpectedly got this space.

The couple renovated the bamboo house according to their own ideas. Her mother wanted the living environment inside to be the same as outside the space, so her father taught himself knowledge about water and electricity, and not only installed a generator but also a water circulation system for this original bamboo house which originally had a very ancient atmosphere.

That's why she can now lie in the bathtub and take a comfortable bath while watching the TV series she downloaded before.

After soaking for about forty minutes and adding hot water three times, Song Fuyu finally felt alive again.

Instead of taking the medicine prescribed by the hospital, I drank a glass of spiritual spring water.

Lingquan water has a better recovery effect, and it doesn't have any side effects. Most importantly, it's not bitter. She has never liked taking medicine since she was a child. She would avoid it if she could, and if she couldn't avoid it, she would just close her eyes and force herself to swallow it.

Song Fuyu was lying on the bed, playing with the worn amulet of the original owner. When the original owner's mother, Lin Yuanxi, made this amulet, she probably hoped that her daughter could grow up safely and healthily.

However, in the eyes of Song Fuyu, who had studied embroidery for more than ten years, the sewing level of this amulet was really poor, and the stitches were crooked. For Song Fuyu, who had a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, this was a kind of hurt that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Unable to bear it any longer, Song Fuyu got up from the bed, took her sewing box to the bedside, and prepared to take apart the amulet and sew the edge again.

She used embroidery scissors to carefully pick out the original needle and thread bit by bit. When she was taking out the cotton inside, the paper originally wrapped in the cotton attracted her attention.