"Okay, I really don't want to stay here any longer. I'm really afraid that Bai Mei will come and cause trouble for us again today."
Song Ziqing wasn't afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Bai Mei would stop at nothing to meet the two of them.
After all, they have different identities.
On one side were the cadres of the Revolutionary Committee, and on the other side were just educated youth sent to the countryside.
She has connections and money, while she has no power or influence.
The contrast between the two sides is too stark!
She has a ring space, so she could easily take Lin Chengyu inside without any problem.
But she still has her parents, who have just been sent to the countryside.
If she commits a crime and is wanted by the police, her parents' situation will definitely worsen!
Having weaknesses, Song Ziqing could only reluctantly avoid their sharp edge.
The two of them carried their luggage and pushed their suitcases downstairs to the hotel entrance in just over ten minutes. They checked out of the hotel and then ate a simple boat congee at a nearby state-run store.
The two of them had a lot of luggage, so Song Ziqing simply called a two-person pedicab.
She and Lin Chengyu each took a tricycle and headed directly towards Taikoo Wharf.
The two arrived early and waited quite a while before boarding the Hongwei passenger ship, which belonged to Yu Tingting's parents' company.
Even the ferry tickets were bought for the two of them by their father. Early this morning, the two picked up their tickets by name. Only then did Song Ziqing realize that they were sleeper tickets. Just like on a train, there are different types of tickets on a ship: standing tickets, seated tickets, and sleeper tickets.
It takes more than 30 hours to get to Xiuying Port in Haikou, Hainan. When the two of them got off the ship, Song Ziqing felt dizzy. Even after getting off the ship and standing on the ground, she still felt like the whole world was swaying.
Seeing that she wasn't feeling well, Lin Chengyu quickly took the suitcase from her and handed her a glass of water, saying, "Ziqing, how are you feeling? Have some water first. I made you a White Rabbit candy; drink it to soothe your stomach."
Song Ziqing took a sip and immediately felt nauseous, vomiting up all the water.
"Ziqing, how are you? Why did you throw up?" Startled, Lin Chengyu threw his luggage on the ground and went over to examine her.
"My stomach is upset. This water with White Rabbit candy tastes so greasy and makes me nauseous! Do you have any plain water? I want to rinse my mouth."
Seeing how concerned Lin Chengyu was for her, Song Ziqing felt much better.
The words he spoke were also much gentler.
Seeing that she didn't mind that he had drunk from the water bottle, Lin Chengyu handed it to her. She didn't stand on ceremony and drank a few mouthfuls of water to quickly wash away the bad taste in her mouth.
After that, she drank two mouthfuls of boiled water to suppress the nauseating milky smell in her stomach.
After a while, she felt her stomach recover. "Xiaoyu, what should we do next? Should we go straight to the bus station or to a hotel? It's not too early now."
"It's getting late. Let's go straight to the long-distance bus station and see when the buses to Wenchang usually depart."
Before Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing came to the countryside, the street office gave them a route map, but the map was only a rough one, and many people who didn't know the way might get lost.
Lin Chengyu is different. He walked these paths in his previous life, and although it was a long time ago, his memory of them is still very vivid.
“Otherwise, I’ll just call back and ask our clan elder to send someone to pick us up. After all, we have a lot of luggage, and the car can’t go directly back to the village; we’ll have to transfer several times, which is really exhausting.”
Song Ziqing was still familiar with the route back to his ancestral home. In his memory, every time he returned to his ancestral home, people from his hometown would come directly to the dock to pick up his family.
Do you have cars in your hometown village?
Lin Chengyu vaguely remembered that Shengang Village was very poor, with only oxcarts available, which were not suitable for traveling long distances.
If he really had a car, why would he want to suffer the pain of squeezing onto a crowded bus?!
You have to understand that buses in the 1960s
“We can borrow one in town. Our village isn’t far from town, and there are tractors there. We can just pay for the fuel.”
Song Ziqing spoke with conviction. After the two left the dock, they found a nearby phone booth and called Shengang Village directly. The village phone was provided by Song's father, who paid for it for the villagers.
At that moment, the village chief received a call from Song Ziqing and was overjoyed: "Xiaoqing, you finally called! A few days ago you said you were going back to the village, so I took some people to do a thorough cleaning of your old house. The village used to take care of the vegetable garden in the backyard, so you'll have fresh vegetables to eat when you come back. Where are you now? By the way, do you have a lot of stuff? Do you want us to come pick you up?"
The village chief's sentence was extremely long, making even Song Ziqing, a usually generous person, feel a little sorry for his wallet.
After a while, she quickly stopped him, saying, "Grandpa Village Chief, I'm in the phone booth now. There are people waiting to make calls. Let's get straight to the point. My fiancé and I brought a lot of luggage with us to the countryside this time. I'm calling to ask you to send someone to town to borrow a tractor to pick us up in Haikou. We'll pay for the fuel."
When she came out of the phone booth, she could still imagine the surprised looks on the faces of the people guarding the booth and those waiting to make calls, as if she were an extremely spendthrift girl.
A single phone call costs ten or twenty yuan, which is about the same as many workers' wages.
Lin Chengyu stood by the roadside, obediently watching the luggage. After waiting for a while, she returned and asked, "Ziqing, how did it go? What did the village chief say?"
"Grandpa Village Chief has already agreed. He'll send someone to town to borrow a tractor later, and he'll send someone to pick us up in the tractor first thing tomorrow morning."
Song Ziqing was overjoyed at the thought that she would no longer have to squeeze onto the bus.
After all, she and Lin Chengyu had just gone to the bus station and found that all the long-distance buses were packed with people, with people squeezing chickens, and there were even piglets on the roofs, which terrified her.
Song Ziqing simply couldn't accept the idea of her having to squeeze onto such a crowded bus.
Having transmigrated, she didn't want her life to become too bad, since she lacked everything except money!
Ever since the original owner stole Wang Dagang's savings and obtained tens of thousands of yuan in cash, she had a feeling that she had an endless supply of money.
In this day and age, several hundred yuan is a large sum of money.
Wang Dagang, having joined the Shanghai Revolutionary Committee, became one of those who ransacked homes, confiscating property from many families and stealing a considerable amount of cash, which has now all ended up in Song Ziqing's pocket.
Thinking only of this ill-gotten wealth, Song Ziqing was a spendthrift from Shanghai to Guangzhou, wanting to squander it all.
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