Chapter 82
Minzhen.
The arched stone gate serves as a boundary; inside lies Minzhen, and outside are the mountains and fields, as well as roads leading to various villages.
Standing at the stone gate, Hu Tianlan glanced worriedly at the bustling town entrance. "Girl, what if your parents aren't in town?"
“I will go to the field hospital. I can hire a car to get there. I have gold.”
Hu Tianlan frowned as she looked at Fu Le, her unease written all over her face.
"Okay, Uncle will give you an address. A friend of mine lives at this address. His surname is Lu, Lu Tianheng. He's in his twenties and works at this address. If you can't find your parents, just go to him. He'll arrange a car to take you there. Got it?"
“Okay.” Fu Le nodded seriously and took the note that Hu Tianlan tore off from the notebook.
"Here you go, little girl. We'll meet again someday. On behalf of everyone, thank you for those medicines." In the sunlight, the fair-skinned little girl was clever and lovable, yet this young girl possessed a great sense of righteousness.
Hu Tianlan sighed inwardly, "If everyone were like Fu Le, how could the country not prosper?"
"goodbye……"
Qian Xiaofeng patted Fu Le's head and handed him a tooth pendant tied with a black rope. "This is a tiger tooth, used to ward off evil spirits. I've had it since I was little. Lele, I wish you well, and I hope we meet again someday."
Fu Le gripped it tightly in her hand and nodded vigorously, "Brother Xiao Feng, you must survive!" In the morning, when they found the mountain spring, she went with them and poured nutrient solution into each water bottle. As long as they drank it, their physical condition would definitely be greatly improved, and in the future, their combat power would certainly be enhanced.
"I will." Qian Xiaofeng hugged the little girl, stood up, his eyes a little red.
"goodbye……"
Fu Le didn't watch everyone leave; instead, she left first. She hated farewells; she always had.
The little child skipped and hopped away, gradually disappearing at the city gate. Qian Xiaofeng felt lost and turned around, only to find everyone looking at him.
"I'm a little reluctant to part with her. She's such a good girl." Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Qian Xiaofeng lowered his head and walked forward.
Hu Tianlan and the others sighed. They were also reluctant to part with her, but in times of war, separations were inevitable. The little girl had just gone to find her parents. If they were destined to meet again, they would surely meet again. Besides, they were all out fighting the Japanese, and it was uncertain whether they would even have a tomorrow. Taking a child with them was not practical.
Upon entering the city, Fu Le wiped away her tears, feeling a pang of sadness. She was a rather sentimental person, and the thought that they might become the cornerstone of history, only to vanish into nothingness in the near future, caused her a dull ache in her heart.
Fu Le wandered around the city alone, stopping occasionally in crowded places to gather information. By the end of the day, she had actually heard some useful things.
The Japanese soldiers needed food, and several well-known merchants in the town were discussing how to help procure it. In the next few days, large quantities of grain would be brought into the city as soon as it got dark. Everyone saw this but dared not speak out. So when they discussed it, they were inevitably filled with righteous indignation, but they would immediately lower their voices after attracting attention.
Fu Le frowned, confirmed the names of the three grain merchants that everyone was talking about, and secretly memorized them.
If you send grain and money to the Japanese devils, she won't be polite and won't leave you bastards a single penny!
It was quite common to see little girls wandering around the city. This area hadn't been cleared out by the Japanese yet, and everyone was still living in peace. There were many children walking around the streets and alleys, and Fu Le wasn't particularly noticeable.
She wanted to buy something, but she needed silver dollars, which she didn't have, and that was a real hassle.
In those days, rice and flour were considered high-quality goods—clean, hygienic, and without any additives. She had to stock up on enough for her family to eat for a lifetime.
Fu Le went to the pawnshop and exchanged one tael of gold for thirty silver dollars. The shopkeeper looked at her like a wolf looking at a sheep, his beady eyes gleaming.
Fu Le pretended not to see anything and ran away in a flash.
The old man at the pawnshop chuckled, making no move. "Little bean, quite cunning, but in these chaotic times, being cunning is a good thing, haha..."
"Boss, what did you say?" a cleaning worker asked upon hearing this.
"Get to work, stop talking so much."
"Oh," the waiter said, sounding aggrieved.
The city where Fu Le was at this time belonged to Beihe Province, in the north.
Even in a large town, the landscape is barren at first glance. There are many workers squatting at the street corner waiting for work, and porters and laborers are everywhere. Street vendors sell trinkets, crop seeds, and vegetables. The area around the candied hawthorn stall is mostly filled with children, and there is only one meat stall.
Tired from shopping, Fu Le sat down to rest in a corner outside a small restaurant. His mind was full of thoughts about how to make money. In this era, the most valuable things were not silver dollars, but antiques.
When the country is in chaos, most of the antiques are lost. She could have easily collected them, and it would have been better for her to take them with her than for them to end up abroad.
But she doesn't know anything about antiques, so how can she collect them?
She didn't know if it was because she had shrunk, but many of the thoughts and ideas in her mind were mixed up and chaotic, coming from different places at different times.
No, she needs to find someone to help her; she can't just mess around on her own.
"Hey, kid, are you hungry? Here's some steamed buns, brother."
Fu Le looked up and saw a boy of about ten years old holding a blackened, fist-sized steamed bun in his hand. Compared to the other people who were pale and thin, his complexion was much fuller. Judging from the steamed bun in his hand, his family was probably well-off, neither rich nor poor.
"Thank you, but I don't want any. Little brother, would you like some candy?" Fu Le handed over a piece of crystal candy with no words on the packaging. The colorful, reflective candy wrapper shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
"Wow, what beautiful candies!" The little boy saw the pretty candies, stuffed the steamed bun into Fu Le's arms, picked up the candies, but didn't eat them; he just looked at them over and over.
Looking at the little boy's joyful expression, Fu Le suddenly had an idea.
"Young man, do you know where there are antique shops around here?"
"Yes, it's right next to my house," the little boy replied without turning his head, showing impressive multitasking skills.
"How old are you, young man?"
"Eleven years old. I'm already in school." He patted his chest. The boy was wearing a dusty gray long gown, which was covered in dust. He was obviously a rough guy. He was quite tall when he stood up, and Fu Le only reached his chest.
"Little sister, which family are you from? I've never seen you in this town before," the little boy asked, looking down at the chubby, adorable little girl.
"My mom and dad went to run errands, so I'm just wandering around the streets by myself. Brother, can I come to your house to play?" Kids can be a little shameless and won't be disliked.
"Dad and Mom? Does that mean Father and Mother?" the little boy asked, tilting his head.
"yes."
"What the book said is true! I'll call them Mom and Dad from now on too. Come on, you gave me such pretty candy, so I can let you try some of my family's beef jerky." The little boy happily took Fu Le's hand and walked home.
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