Chapter 301 Kind Child

Xia Zhizhi was eating a burger. Knowing how much she ate, Ah Ju took out three cans of homemade fruits from his backpack.

They are canned pears, canned apples and canned hawthorns.

Xia Zhizhi glanced over and raised her chin towards the canned pears.

Ah Ju picked up the can, his facial expression remained unchanged. He moved it slightly, and with a slight sound, the can seemed to be loosely fastened, and it came off with a slight twist.

After placing the can in front of Xia Zhizhi, Ah Ju sat back in his seat.

Everyone made their own burgers.

The taste is unquestionable, the bread is very soft, the beef is very flavorful, and the shiitake mushroom sauce is also very fragrant.

Others only know that it tastes good.

Yang Yingxu's eyes lit up while he was eating the chicken congjun. He curiously asked Xia Zhizhi, "What is this made of? It smells delicious!"

Xia Zhizhi explained: "It's a sauce made from chicken mushrooms. That kind of mushroom is not found here, but it's common in Yunnan, Guizhou and Guangxi."

Yang Yingxu nodded. No wonder, it was the first time he ate this kind of mushroom.

After the meal, the group of people played cards to kill time. When the train arrived at the station, it was already late.

After discussing it, they decided to find a place to eat first and then a guesthouse.

Xia Zhizhi has been to Harbin and recommended several places to everyone.

In the end, because Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong strongly wanted to check out the March 8th Hotel, everyone went directly to the March 8th Hotel. After all, it is the first mechanized modern restaurant in the country. Since we were already there, how could we not go and take a look?

Everyone came in and found a table to sit down.

Several people couldn't help but look around. It was quite amazing.

Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong had naturally seen more advanced machines than this, but they did not expect that the country had started mechanization so early.

The most surprised person among them was Yang Yingxu, who couldn't help but stand over and watch the machine production up close.

Guests often do this, and the hotel staff are used to it. If the guests stand for a long time, they will remind them.

After Yang Yingxu finished reading it, he whispered to Xia Zhizhi, "It's quite convenient, but I think the taste of the one made by the machine might not be as good."

Xia Zhizhi nodded: "Indeed."

Xia Zhizhi ordered a few signature dishes: "I've eaten these dishes before, and they tasted good. I haven't eaten these before. Since there are a lot of us, we can order them to try. You can order the rest."

Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong felt that they had eaten enough, but Cui Zijin and Tang Mingli, two country bumpkins, wanted to try the machine-made dumplings, so they ordered an extra portion of dumplings.

After the dishes were served and they started eating, Cui Zijin was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look, and then stood up and said to everyone, "I ran into an acquaintance. I'll go say hello."

He left his seat and walked over there.

Who did Cui Zijin see?

See Xia Zhizhi’s mother.

This is not an insult.

Xia Sihua and Pan Wenjun had just got off the plane. Pan Wenjun was worried about her daughter whom she had never met, and she had no appetite for food all day.

After getting off the plane, Xia Sihua asked someone to arrange a car and took Pan Wenjun directly to the hotel: "I have discussed with Xiao Song that we will walk at night tonight. Tomorrow morning, when my daughter wakes up, you will be able to see her."

"Let's eat before we set out. Even if you're not hungry, Xiao Song should have a bite too."

"Besides, after dinner we can buy some food for our daughter."

Xia Sihua winked at the driver, Xiao Song, who nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Chief and Madam. Comrade Gao and I will take turns driving tonight, and we will definitely be there tomorrow morning."

Xia Sihua, Pan Wenjun and two other comrades had a meal at the March 8th Hotel and ordered a few dishes which tasted pretty good.

After dinner, everyone walked out. Pan Wenjun said to Xia Sihua: "Let's bring our daughter here to try it later. We don't know if it suits her taste."

Cui Zijin happened to see it, and he thought he was dazzled.

Cui Zijin knew Pan Wenjun.

Cui Zijin's mother and Pan Wenjun were old acquaintances, but because of the war, the two had not seen each other for a long time.

Later, Cui Zijin's mother fell ill, and the attending physician happened to be Pan Wenjun.

Cui Zijin was quite filial and took care of his mother by her bedside, and that’s how he got to know Aunt Pan.

But it is only limited to an acquaintance elder. The two families are not very familiar with each other. They will say hello when they meet, but they don’t visit each other on purpose.

Cui Zijin walked over and greeted politely.

Pan Wenjun couldn't remember who this child was for a moment. After all, she had met this child so many times before and didn't interact with him much on a daily basis.

Cui Zijin introduced himself, and Pan Wenjun just remembered: "Oh, it's Xiao Cui. Where is Xiao Cui working now? We haven't seen each other for two or three years, right?"

"I am now an educated youth, working in the countryside in Mudanjiang."

"He went to the countryside. No wonder I didn't see him. How come..." Pan Wenjun wanted to ask him why he went to the countryside, but then she thought of her daughter who was also in the countryside, so she immediately changed her words: "It's good to go to the countryside. I can experience the hard work of the farmers firsthand. It's also good for me."

Pan Wenjun asked casually: "Where in Mudanjiang? My little daughter is also working in Mudanjiang."

Cui Zijin said: "In the central brigade of Xinglong Commune, the autumn harvest has just ended, and I and a few educated youth invited each other to come to Harbin for a visit."

"Oh, Xinglong Commune. It's very nice, very nice." Pan Wenjun was being polite. She felt that this commune seemed a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard of it.

After hearing this, Xia Sihua frowned and took out the piece of paper with Xia Zhizhi's address from his shirt pocket.

Pan Wenjun took a quick look and suddenly realized that this was the place where her daughter went to work in the countryside.

No wonder it looks so familiar!

I couldn't help but smile: "What a coincidence, my little daughter is also queue-jumping in Zhongxing Brigade."

Cui Zijin quickly thought about it in her mind, but she really couldn't imagine who her daughter could be.

Except for these few people, the conditions of everyone else in the educated youth center are average.

Cui Zijin heard from his mother that Pan Wenjun's current family was quite prominent.

She doesn't get along well with the other female educated youth in the brigade. Of course, it is not ruled out that her daughter really wants to experience life.

As for Xia Zhizhi, Cui Zijin really didn't think about it, because everyone knew that Xia Zhizhi was from the south, but Pan Wenjun's family had been working in Beijing since the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

If you put Xia Zhizhi's face next to Xia Sihua's, people might say, "Hey, this is your daughter, Old Xia. She looks a lot like you."

But they didn't think of simply pasting and copying it, after all, there are gender differences, and Xia Sihua wears glasses.

If you can’t think of it, just don’t think about it. This will save you some time.

Cui Zijin asked directly: "Isn't this a coincidence? What is your little daughter's name?"

Thinking of Xia Zhizhi, whom she had not met yet, Pan Wenjun couldn't help smiling: "She is called Xia Zhizhi. She is a beautiful, smart, kind and well-behaved child. She is also very brave, clever and has good literary talent..."