"That won't do. My boss told me before I came here that time is of the essence and you don't need to worry about me. I just have diarrhea, it's not a serious illness."
Deng Chen here did not recommend the three people to stay, because the military district over there had already informed them that they only had two days to visit, and the troops could not wait for them forever.
In the end, there was no other choice but Ying Han found a caregiver for his master through the nurse's introduction.
Before leaving, the master told Ying Han many things to pay attention to, where to focus on and what he needed to know.
Ying Han wrote everything down. They got off the train at around 3:00 p.m., and after making arrangements with their master, it was already past 7:00 p.m. when the two of them came out of the hospital.
"Comrade Deng, let's not eat anymore. Let's go straight to the train station and get on the train first." Ying Han had only bought some food for the master, and the two of them had no time to eat.
Deng Chen nodded and said, "Let's go quickly. There should be a train to Shanghai passing by here at 8 o'clock."
As Deng Chen spoke, he hailed a tricycle at the hospital entrance and the two of them hurried to the train station.
Fortunately, they caught the 8 o'clock train, but they couldn't buy a sleeper berth, so they had hard seats, and there were quite a lot of people. Fortunately, their seats were by the window, and Deng Chen sat next to her.
The two people opposite are an elderly couple with a child.
"Comrade Deng, are you hungry?"
Deng Chen touched his belly and smiled, "A little bit."
"I don't know if there's food in the restaurant right now. Let's go check it out."
The two put their things away and went to the restaurant. When they arrived, there was only a little porridge and two steamed buns left, which was better than nothing.
Hot and chewy handmade big steamed buns, 50 cents each, although expensive, but they look good. Maybe it’s because I was hungry, just smelling them, they sound very delicious and very solid. An average person cannot finish such a steamed bun in one meal.
Most people find it hard to swallow food without vegetables. Ying Han eats steamed buns as snacks, and the simple wheat aroma is very memorable.
"Not bad, it would be nice if there was a pickle."
At this time, Deng Chen took out a small can from his pocket like a magician.
Ying Han was curious, "What is this?"
"I make my own homemade soybean paste."
Ying Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Comrade Deng, I didn't expect you to do this."
"It's not difficult. I learned it from my grandfather. I take the soybean paste made by others, boil some soybeans myself, and then mix it with the soybean paste made by others. Then I seal it up."
"Is this okay?"
"It tastes the same as other people's soybean paste. Try it."
Ying Han broke off a small piece of steamed bun and dipped it in the soup. It tasted okay.
The two of them ate dinner together with soybean paste.
From a distance, the two of them looked as intimate as a couple in love.
The autumn night was still very cool. Ying Han opened the window slightly, mainly because the smell in the car was not very pleasant. She would rather be blown by the wind than smell it.
It was too noisy. Yinghan was very sleepy but couldn't fall asleep. Oh, it would be great if he had headphones. He would see if there was a small tape recorder over there. One with headphones would be even better.
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