There is still a lot of preparation to be done before returning to Beijing.
The village elementary school will have its winter vacation in a week. Lin Nianhe has given final exam questions and winter vacation homework. Principal Wu will take her place for the remaining week of classes;
Reassure the children and promise to come back in two months;
When the villagers heard that she was going back to the capital, they all sent her the dry goods they had stored at home for her to take back to her family. Lin Nianhe exchanged some with the villagers for sugar and cloth coupons, but refused to send them again on the grounds that they could no longer carry them;
He reassured the villagers and promised that he would come back in two months;
The textile factory delivered the first batch of goods to the provincial capital and they were sold out half a day later. Director Zhai didn't need to be fooled this time. He came and signed a supply agreement for another year, and increased it to 50,000 flower heads per month. Lin Nianhe left the textile factory with new head flower patterns for the next two months and finalized the sample details with them;
Appease the leaders and promise to come back in two months...
Lin's father didn't buy Lin Nianhe's sleeper ticket back to the capital. Wang Xiao got it for her.
On the day she left Shili Brigade, the villagers came to see her off early in the morning. Wang Shumei and Wen Lan got up early to make dumplings for her and boiled ten eggs for her to eat on the way.
Xie Yufei took over the task of sending Lin Nianhe to the station. He rode a bicycle and pulled the sled made by the village to deliver matches after Lin Nianhe fell into the snow while skiing. He dragged Lin Nianhe's luggage and sent her all the way to the train. .
"Xiaohe, please be careful and look after your things. I just gave the conductor two packs of cigarettes. If anything happens, just ask him. Don't talk to strangers. Don't forget to call when you get home..."
Xie Yufei was lying outside the car window, chattering to Lin Nianhe.
"Okay, tell me in advance when you and Sister Qingqing go back, I will pick you up." Lin Nianhe waved to him, "Go back quickly, there are only a few people in my car, it will be okay."
"Anyway, be careful...remember to call!"
"good!"
The train started slowly, and Xie Yufei followed for a while, then ran for a while, until he reached the end of the platform and had to stop.
It was not yet the time when a large number of educated youths returned to their hometowns for the New Year. There were not many people on the train, and even fewer people in the sleeper cars.
Xie Yufei's two packs of cigarettes played a big role. The train conductor took good care of Lin Nianhe and would come to her side from time to time.
During the three-day train ride, Lin Nianhe was shaken so much that he almost fell apart.
"Comrade Lin, we will be in the capital in ten minutes. Let me help you get your luggage!"
The conductor came over to help Lin Nianhe get his luggage.
Lin Nianhe still had too much luggage, and she couldn't carry it all by herself. But it's not a big problem. Xie Yufei will see her off when she gets on the bus, and Dad Lin will pick her up when she gets off the bus.
Lin Nianhe smiled and thanked the conductor. When the train began to slow down and enter the station, she opened the window and looked for Father Lin.
Before Lin Nianhe saw Comrade Lao Lin, Father Lin and Mother Lin waved to her from a distance: "Girl! Girl!"
Lin Nianhe quickly stretched out his hand and waved to them: "Dad! Mom!"
As soon as the car stopped, Lin Nianhe stuffed the large and small bags out of the window.
Father Lin expected that Lin Nianhe had a lot of luggage, so he came with the security guard. The two of them put it in one after another, and they cooperated quite well.
Lin Nianhe carried all the luggage out and checked the bunk one last time. When he saw that nothing was left behind, he hurriedly got off the train.
She stepped down the last step and was immediately hugged by Mother Lin.
"Oh, I'm back!" Lin's mother pinched Lin Nianhe's little face and looked at it carefully, frowning and saying with distress, "I've lost weight!"
Lin Nianhe really lost weight this time. After hanging around on the train for three days, she couldn't eat or sleep well. She felt dizzy and bored when reading.
All in all, it was uncomfortable.
Lin Nianhe stepped on the ground, his steps still a little weak, and he always felt that he had not stepped on the ground.
Father Lin and the security guard came over with their backpacks and large bags: "Let's go home, the car is parked outside!"
When Lin Nianhe heard "car", he instinctively felt sick to his stomach.
Seeing that her face was slightly pale, Mother Lin reached out and touched her forehead: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you go to the hospital directly?"
"It's okay, Mom," Lin Nianhe shook his head, "I just didn't sleep well in the car. Just go home and have a rest."
"Okay, let's go home first." Mother Lin put her arm around her shoulders and helped her out.
Lin's father's jeep was parked outside the train station. They loaded their luggage into the trunk, and Lin's mother dragged Lin Nianhe into the car.
Mother Lin took Lin Nianhe's hand and looked carefully, and found some thin calluses. Her eyes turned red: "My daughter has suffered..." Before she could finish her words, tears fell on Lin Nianhe's palm.
Lin Nianhe held her fingers and said with a smile: "That's right, Mom, I never thought that being a teacher could be so tiring... Look at my hands, they are all calluses from giving homework to students, oh, And writing chalk calligraphy is so tiring... I deeply reflect on the hard work of teachers who I didn’t understand before.”
As Lin Nianhe spoke, he leaned softly into Lin Ma's arms, holding her and acting coquettishly.
Mother Lin knew that her daughter was trying to comfort herself. She held back her tears and touched her head and said, "No matter how tired you are, you have to teach the students well. When you become a teacher, you can't be lazy. You have to take responsibility."
"I know..." Lin Nianhe changed the subject, "Where is my brother? When will he come home?"
Lin's mother's face stiffened and her brows furrowed a little. She held Lin Nianhe's hand and said softly, "He is at home now."
"Huh? Are you back now?" Lin Nianhe was very surprised.
"Yeah." Mother Lin nodded, her eye circles getting redder.
Seeing her expression, Lin Nianhe knew something must have happened to Lin Huaizhou. Just as she was about to ask, Lin's father and the guard got into the car.
"Daughter, are you tired? Dad bought you a lot of food. We'll have dinner when you get home! You rest at home for a few days. There are movie tickets at home. When you're bored, you can go and watch. Wait for your mother to rest in two days. She accompanies you to buy clothes..."
Lin Nianhe saw that Lin's mother was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any more questions and started chatting along with Lin's father's words.
The train station is not far from home, it only takes about ten minutes by car.
The Lin family lives in a two-story building. The first floor is the kitchen, living room and dining room. Lin's father and mother Lin's room is also on the first floor. The second floor is the two rooms of the brother and sister, and there is also a study room.
Lin Nianhe stood at the door of his house and subconsciously looked at the Su family next door.
Brother Yun Cheng has been away for more than 20 days, he should be back soon, right?
Just as she was thinking about it, Mother Lin took her hand and walked home: "Don't be stunned. Come into the house quickly and let your dad carry the luggage."
She said and opened the door to her home.
Lin Nianhe saw Lin Huaizhou at a glance.
Probably Lin Huaizhou.
The left side of his face was covered with gauze, and his neck was also wrapped with gauze. His left arm was in a plaster, hanging from his neck with gauze, and his right leg was wrapped with gauze, with a trace of redness oozing out. The areas not covered by the gauze were full of bruises, and there were some slightly superficial scratches, which had been smeared with medicine but not bandaged. He was thinner and paler than ever in Lin Nianhe's memory, his lips were bloodless, and there were some traces of frostbite on the exposed right side of his cheek.
Lin Nianhe didn't even dare to recognize him for a while.
With such an appearance, he could still laugh: "Xiaohe, you're back."
Lin Nianhe was dumbfounded and his voice was trembling: "Brother, you... what did you do?"
