On the car back, Su Yuncheng and Lin Nianhe were the only ones in the sleeper compartment, which was even emptier than when they arrived.
This makes it easier for them to talk.
"Then do you want to come to the provincial capital again?" Lin Nianhe asked, lying on the bed and looking at Su Yuncheng.
"Yes." Su Yuncheng nodded, "I have to keep an eye on Bai Bo and collect evidence."
What they want is Bai Bo alive. If killing him can solve the chaos in the provincial capital, someone will take action long ago.
What Su Yuncheng has to do is to sort out Bai Bo's network of relationships and catch all the blood-sucking things.
Lin Nianhe nodded lightly and said automatically: "I'm in the brigade and I won't run around. If anything happens, I will tell you."
"Yeah." Su Yuncheng leaned forward and rubbed her head.
He was silent for a moment and then said, "Don't worry about family leave. I'll help you find a solution."
Lin Nianhe was stunned.
She casually mentioned this once when she came, but she didn't expect that he would still remember it.
She pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for you."
"Um."
After a brief silence, Lin Nianhe brought the topic back to Bai Bo.
She said: "With Uncle Niu, I guess Bai Bo wouldn't dare do anything to me. If conditions permit, I will try to get him to come to Lan County. It would be too risky for you to catch him in the provincial capital."
"Nian He." Su Yuncheng frowned, "Didn't I already say that, no."
This was something the two of them had been arguing for a long time but could not reach a consensus on.
Lin Nianhe thought she could do it, but Su Yuncheng thought it was too dangerous.
Because it had been said too many times, both parties had already expressed their opinions and analysis, so this time, Lin Nianhe simply closed his eyes, pretended to sleep, and refused to communicate.
Su Yuncheng was helpless.
He could only cover her with his coat.
Lin Nianhe pretended to fall asleep.
In a daze, she also had a dream, dreaming that after Su Yuncheng was captured by the enemy, he suffered all kinds of cruel treatment...
It was the story he had not finished telling, and it was the process of making up the story in her own mind.
When she woke up from the nightmare, her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
She sat on the bed, breathing heavily.
"Nianhe?"
Su Yuncheng sat next to her and took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat: "What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"
Lin Nianhe was stunned for a moment, grabbed his sleeve, looked into his eyes and said pitifully: "Well, I had a nightmare... I dreamed that you were caught by them and tortured so miserably..."
Su Yuncheng's heart softened when she saw her. He patted her back soothingly and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, not real."
Lin Nianhe moved his little hand and held his finger: "Brother Yun Cheng, don't take risks, okay? Please."
The soft and waxy tone is mixed with the milky sound of just waking up, as soft as this year's newly harvested cotton.
The beauty test is difficult for a hero. If he can pass it, it must be because the beauty is not his favorite.
Su Yuncheng rubbed Lin Nianhe's head and nodded in agreement: "Well, I won't take risks, so don't worry."
Lin Nianhe: "Then we have decided to trick him into coming to Lan County!"
Su Yuncheng: "..."
…
When getting off the train, Su Yuncheng looked around and didn't see the two people who were following them.
Maybe he really didn't keep up.
Without thinking any more, he took Lin Nianhe to dinner, went home, picked up his bicycle, and sent her back to the Shili Brigade.
Neither of them knew that the conductor had caught two people trying to pickpocket the train.
When asked about the letter of introduction and the ticket, Wu Genmao covered Cao Shijian's mouth and bit him to death, saying that it was stolen by a thief. They wanted to go home and had no choice but to take the train back.
He also pointed at Cao Shijian's dyed face and said it was evidence of fighting a thief.
Seeing that they were half dead from exhaustion, the conductor moved with compassion and let them enter the conductor's lounge first and poured some hot water.
After running around for a day, he finally met a good man. Wu Genmao almost dragged Cao Shijian to bow three times to the conductor.
Taking care of you still needs to be reported.
As soon as the conductor got off the train, he took them to the guard room. A police comrade came over and asked which production team their home was in and wanted to make a phone call to verify the situation.
Wu Genmao was nervous, but he had to answer truthfully: "Sheng, Shengli Team."
The police comrade put down the phone he just picked up.
There is no phone number for the Victory Brigade.
It was obviously unrealistic to ask someone to notify them. The police comrades, adhering to the spirit of responsibility, found colleagues and sent the two back.
Cao Manfu was confused when he saw these two boys, but he quickly reacted. While mumbling that it didn't matter if things didn't get done, and that people could come back after nothing happened, he patted them to let them go inside first, and finally said Qian Eun The police comrades were sent away with great thanks.
With the brigade captain as a guarantee, the police no longer had any doubts and left.
Cao Manfu went back to the house full of doubts and asked them: "There has been no movement in these years. I thought you two died outside... You won't leave when you come back this time, right?"
Wu Genmao twitched the corners of his mouth and did not answer.
Seeing him like this, Cao Manfu raised his voice a little higher: "Still leaving? Is there a way to survive outside?"
Wu Genmao scratched his head and said: "Isn't it true that we have survived until now...Uncle Cao, we have a mission when we come back this time, we are not in trouble."
"Didn't you two pick up the train and come back from the situation?" Cao Manfu looked at their miserable appearance jokingly.
Cao Shijian drank two ladles of water, finally regained his breath, and said firmly: "Then you can't buy a train ticket without a letter of introduction."
Cao Manfu: "..."
Don't tell me, it's really a valid reason.
Looking at Cao Shijian, his head hurt a little.
Without realizing it, Cao Shijian wandered into the room and said, "Second uncle, can you give me a whole mouthful of food? I drank all the water in a day."
Cao Manfu glared at him. After all, he was his nephew after two years of separation. He endured his heartache and asked his wife to cook two bowls of corn mush for the two of them.
Cao Shijian looked at the corn paste, which was not much thicker than cold water, and was shocked: "How can you be so poor?"
Cao Manfu's face was hot, he turned away and muttered unhappily: "Eat it if you like it, or get out if you don't."
It was impossible not to eat. They had not eaten for a day and were starving to death.
After eating, they had to continue working and keep an eye on their eldest brother.
When they arrived at Shili Brigade, the moon had already hung on the treetops, and the village under the stars was asleep.
Cao Shijian swallowed and asked, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, should be asleep now, right? We should come tomorrow."
Wu Genmao glared at him, raised his chin and said, "Are you stupid? Boss always talks about things at night, so of course we have to come at night... If your brain is not good, just listen to me."
"Oh, that's okay."
The two of them were wandering on the road. The road of the Ten Mile Brigade was much smoother and wider than that of the Victory Brigade. The overall village was the same as two years ago, except for the addition of a brand new house...
Cao Shijian was a little curious: "Hey, who is so rich that they built such a big courtyard?"
Wu Genmao pulled him: "Let's go and ask if there is food. We have money."
"OK!"
In order to fill their stomachs, they headed towards the brand new yard without hesitation.
In the yard, Zhao Zhuangshi and his two younger brothers were catching crickets together.
The anxious footsteps scared away the cricket that screamed the loudest.
Zhao Zhuangshi was angry.
"Damn it, this is the end of you bunch of bastards, isn't it?"
