Early the next morning, the car sent by Yang Hongxun drove into the cadre school.
The Song family’s entrance was already crowded with people coming to see them off.
Having lived together with Li Yuetang through thick and thin for half a year, Lin Wanjun had done many good deeds to save lives and heal the wounded, and the Song family father and son had a passionate love for their country.
The Song family is the pride of everyone in the cadre school and deserves their long farewell.
This scene moved Li Yuetang to tears.
She shook hands and said goodbye to every comrade she had been with day and night, and even those with whom she had quarreled over a bowl of porridge and half a steamed bun, she was now particularly reluctant to leave.
"Sister Yuetang, remember to keep in touch."
"What are you contacting? Yuetang, forget about your life here, move on and live a good life!"
"Yuetang, have a safe trip."
…
Song Lingyi was following her mother and experienced such a scene for the first time.
She was shocked and moved. She was proud of the Song family, and she also secretly vowed in her heart that she would make the Song family proud of her in the future.
When she walked all the way to the gate of the cadre school, Lin Wanjun was stunned when she saw the familiar faces of the commune.
Wu Hongxia and her husband, Du Jianwu...
The simple and kind people brought eggs that they were reluctant to eat and fragrant fried cakes, and stuffed them into Lin Wanjun's arms.
"Dr. Lin, thank you for treating us."
"Doctor Lin, take these eggs with you on the way."
"Doctor Lin..."
People gathered around and, with overwhelming kindness, gave Lin Wanjun the things they thought were most precious.
In these difficult times, taking boiled eggs and fried pancakes with you on a long journey was the ultimate treat, a privilege that only the closest and most important people could enjoy.
Kind people gave this special treatment to Lin Wanjun. This is the highest recognition for her and the greatest affirmation of her as a doctor.
At this moment, Lin Wanjun felt it was worth it.
Wu Hongxia walked up to Lin Wanjun with tears in her eyes and stuffed a bulging handbag into her hands.
The bag was steaming hot and exuded the unique pepper aroma of fried dough sticks.
There was also a round egg, even a little hot, rolling in Lin Wanjun's palm.
"Girl, I heard that college life is tough, with little food and clothing. If you run into any problems, come back and tell us, and we'll definitely help you!"
"Just think of this place as your mother's home. We are all your family members."
Lin Wanjun was deeply moved and nodded repeatedly, her eyes couldn't help but become moist.
Song Zhanjin on the side laughed and joked.
"Your family is becoming more and more powerful. I won't dare to bully you anymore. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll suffer the consequences."
Lin Wanjun was amused and rolled her eyes at him.
"It's good that you know! I have the support of the cadre school and the commune now, so you'd better behave yourself!"
People laughed and agreed, and urged Song Zhanjin to treat Lin Wanjun well, and Du Jianwu even made a "threat".
"Zhan Jin, if you dare to bully Dr. Lin, I will not forgive you!"
As the sun rose higher, it was time to set off.
"Get in the car!"
Qin Sijun opened the car door for Lin Wanjun and looked at the girl in front of him with relief and reluctance.
The scene of my first meeting with her is still vivid in my mind. The pretty girl was straightforward and generous, giving them cigarettes with a bit of cunning and shrewdness.
Later, after spending a long time together, he liked her very much because of her integrity, her righteousness, and her honesty to the people around her.
"Your mother's family includes more than just the commune and the cadre school, and more than just Minister Yang, there's also me."
Qin Sijun smiled and said, "Although I am temporarily imprisoned, perhaps there will be a turnaround soon."
Hearing this, Lin Wanjun was overjoyed.
"Any news? Are you heading back to the city soon?"
Qin Sijun smiled and nodded.
"The ice and snow have melted, and spring has arrived."
Just as Lin Wanjun was about to get into the car, she heard several clear calls from afar.
She looked through the crowd and saw several female educated youth including Wu Biyun and Min Zhiwei rushing over, holding a bunch of crocheted flowers in their hands.
"Wanwan, this is a gift for you!"
Wu Biyun was panting, her pretty face flushed pink.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and gave Lin Wanjun the woolen bouquet that they had spent the whole night making.
"Have a safe journey."
Lin Wanjun looked at the bouquet of flowers in her hand and vaguely remembered her childhood in that world.
She had many happy times.
For example, in the entire kindergarten, she was the only one wearing a sweater knitted by her mother and crocheted with beautiful and delicate flowers, which made other children envious and jealous.
At that time, she was happy and proud, and she showed off in the class with her hands on her hips.
"Look, this is the sweater my mom knitted for me!"
Later, her heart seemed to be occupied by her mother's crazy side, and she gradually forgot all the good things and forgot that her mother once loved her deeply.
"It looks great."
Lin Wanjun held the wool bouquet in her arms with great care, looking at Wu Biyun's youthful face.
"I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to meet your fiancé."
The man named Lin Zhe, the man who might be able to bring happiness to Wu Biyun.
Wu Biyun smiled brightly.
"It's okay. When he and I get married in the future, I'll definitely let you know. Others don't have to come, but you must come to our wedding."
Lin Wanjun also laughed.
After chatting for a few words, Wu Biyun looked at Song Zhanjin.
"Comrade Song Zhanjin, can I trouble you for something?"
Wu Biyun said, "My fiancé is also at the front. If you can meet him, please pass this letter to him."
"It's just that I don't know the unit number he belongs to, so I might have to trouble you."
She took out a thick letter from her schoolbag and handed it to Song Zhanjin.
Song Zhanjin was a little surprised.
"Your fiancé is on the front lines? Isn't he in the construction corps?"
Logically speaking, people from the Construction Corps would not go to the front line, so why did Wu Biyun's fiancé go there?
"He signed up on his own initiative."
Wu Biyun was not sad or angry because of her fiancé's broken promise. She was just full of pride.
"If I were a man, and if female comrades were needed on the front lines, I would definitely sign up. Every citizen has the obligation to protect our national territory."
But she still secretly hoped that her fiancé would come back alive and wait for him to marry her.
Song Zhanjin put the thick envelope into his bag and said solemnly, "Your name is Lin Zhe, right? I will do my best to find him and pass on your letter and your thoughts to him."
Wu Biyun thanked him repeatedly.
Qin Sijun looked at the watch on his wrist and urged Lin Wanjun to get in the car and leave again.
After traveling thousands of miles with you, we must finally say goodbye. Lin Wanjun is really leaving this time.
She got in the car, rolled down the window and looked at every familiar face, looking at the land where she had lived for several months.
Vast, barren, yet warm, it is the unforgettable ink and color in her life.
The car started up with a rumble.
In a bumpy ride, the familiar buildings gradually faded away, and the people who were seeing them off turned into small black dots and eventually disappeared from Lin Wanjun's sight.
This farewell is not the end, it is just the beginning.
This will be the true starting point of her life. She will set sail here and start a more splendid life.
Next stop, the provincial capital.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
