Wang Li checked out of the house the next day and asked the rickshaw driver where Sijiucheng was when she went out. The driver didn't answer. Unexpectedly, the driver said that Sijiucheng refers to the nine city gates of Peking. How could she find it?
Wang Li has been isolating herself recently, not thinking about anything else, just to find someone with the surname Dong. It's really hard to find him, harder than finding a needle in a haystack. If she doesn't look for him, she will be sorry to the old man. If she does look for him, she has never been to Peking. It's too difficult.
Wang Li had been wandering around for three days but still hadn't found the man named Dong. One day, she was eating noodles at a street stall when she saw a child across the street being beaten by a bun seller. Why did this child look so familiar? Wasn't this the kid who sold peanuts?
I helped out whenever I saw one, and then I bought ten steamed buns and said, "Stop fighting. It's not easy to be away from home."
When the child heard the voice, he jumped up and said, "Auntie, it's you, what are you doing here?"
"Stop talking and eat your buns," and handed him a bun.
The child looked at Wang Li and said, "Auntie, I have already eaten the eggs and steamed buns you gave me. I can't ask for your buns anymore."
Wang Li couldn't find anyone anyway, and didn't know where to go, so she asked him, "Where do you live now? Can you take me to see your home?"
"Okay, okay, I'll take you there."
The two of them walked and talked until they reached the outer city. Wang Li's feet were sore from walking before they saw a village with the word Dongjia Village written on it.
Wang Li thought she was seeing things. She had been looking for Dong for several days but couldn't find him. She followed the child selling peanuts to his house, but unexpectedly she saw Dongjia Village.
I really want to laugh. Wang Li has thought a lot these days. In fact, she feels that she is not young anymore and should not be affected by this body. This is not the later generations where thirty is still young. In this era, thirty is already an old woman.
That man doesn't like me, he just likes my care.
Wang Li herself didn't know it, but in fact she was subconsciously being nice to that man. She was used to being nice to her son, so she passed the feeling on to others.
Wang Li suddenly came to her senses. She thought that the Red Party would be in charge in the future and she would not need to make so much money. After returning home, she would transfer the business and the house to others, find a place where no one knew her, buy a small house, write stories during the day, and go out to collect things from traitors and Japanese devils at night. It would definitely be a good idea.
While Wang Li was daydreaming, the child brought her to a dilapidated temple and shouted "Wu" happily.
"Mom, I'm back, and Auntie is here too."
The woman ran out and looked at the child: "Tiger boy, come back and don't go out. Mother dug some wild vegetables, so we won't be hungry for the next day."
After saying this, he shut up when he saw Wang Li.
"It was this aunt on the train who gave us steamed buns and eggs, and also bought us five bags of peanuts."
The woman walked up to Wang Li and said, "Thank you so much, sister. I bought some cornmeal and some wild vegetables in the village today. We will have a good meal today."
Wang Li took out ten buns wrapped in cloth and handed them to her, "Heat this up and eat it."
The woman felt embarrassed and refused to agree.
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