"That woman has so much energy?"
Mo Yan expressed doubts.
"No matter what, she is that man's wife now, and others will always regard them as one. If she wants to do something, there is always a way..."
The more Qiao Nanhai talked, the lower his mood became, making Mo Yan's heart clench in pain.
Unable to bear to see Qiao Nanhai like this, she looked around and said to him:
"In other words, your mission failed, and the files of all participants were sealed. They nominally changed jobs, but in fact they still retained their military status?"
"Then we are not getting married in the invisible military? I am the wife of the invisible military?"
Mo Yan smiled because he could think of such a noble name.
These are not in the memory of the original owner, and the direction of things is completely different.
Mo Yan was already used to it, and now that he was here, he felt at ease.
"Do you like being a military wife?"
Qiao Nanhai also followed her words and said that he knew his wife's good intentions.
The man hugged the woman in his arms tightly, wishing that flesh and blood would merge and become one person.
"Of course, soldier, what girl doesn't have such a dream in her heart?"
Qiao Nanhai didn't say what their mission was, only that it was top secret. Mo Yan cleverly changed the subject quickly.
The two young couples, who were about to be separated for a short time, whispered for a long time, getting closer and closer to each other, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore.
Fortunately, the man knew that his wife was going to travel far tomorrow, so he tried his best to restrain himself...
The next day, Mo Yan woke up with a smile and a different kind of charm on his face, which made Qiao Nanhai feel passionate and wanted to hold her in his arms so that no one else could see her.
But no, his daughter-in-law is ambitious and wants to start a business. He not only supports her, but also supports her.
Carrying the luggage he had prepared long ago, Mo Yan waved goodbye to Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan and went to Qingxian Railway Station.
Looking at the bustling crowd, Mo Yan was filled with passion:
Her business has begun!
Set off!
"My comrade's sister is Wen Xiaomei. She will be waiting for you at the train station. Do you remember?"
Qiao Nanhai never knew that separation would make people so uncomfortable. He could only frown and look at the crowded train station, nagging and exhorting Mo Yan.
I wish I could accompany her on this trip.
"I know, don't worry, I'll be back soon!"
Mo Yan looked at Qiao Nanhai, who had longing eyes on him after he squeezed into the car, and his heart was full of reluctance.
He boldly shook the man's hand and urged him with a smile:
"Come on down, the car will be here soon, I'll be back soon!"
She emphasized again.
The train started, and looking at the figures getting further and further away outside, Mo Yan finally understood:
The further away we are, the heavier it becomes, because the thread of longing makes our hearts ache...
The green train was clanging. At first, Mo Yan looked curiously at this and that, but soon he became confused and wanted to doze off.
She was sitting by the window. Qiao Nanhai asked someone to buy her train ticket for her. The seat was good.
She forced herself to look out the window and scolded that stinky man for the first time in her heart.
As the tide of reform and opening up sweeps across China, changes are happening everywhere, the biggest of which is the flow of population.
For example, in the train carriage at this moment, or at the train station just now.
Qingxian County is located in a remote area and is not a big station. The flow of people is very large. In places with large populations, the population flow is even more evident.
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must not have the intention of guarding against others.
Mo Yan couldn't help feeling sleepy, closed his eyes slightly, and secretly made a secret gesture with his hands.
In this way, it was as if her soul had left her body. Her body had rested, but her spirit could still perceive external changes.
Once your body is well rested, your mind can also relax and rest.
It was like two Mo Yans taking turns.
Qingxian County is more than thirty hours away from Yangcheng.
For the first time, Mo Yan didn't think the technique taught to her by its original owner was useless.
She was even more curious about the original owner's grandmother, Jin Jiuyao, and whether that person was still watching her secretly?
Waiting for the right time to kill with one strike?
I heard that because of the huge flow of people, many industries have sprung up. Scammers, thieves and human traffickers are rampant on the trains.
To this end, the trains are equipped with police officers and plainclothes officers, which is also a deterrent to these criminals.
Mo Yan didn't have a sharp eye. She couldn't tell who was a liar, who was a thief, and who was a trafficker among the people in the carriage.
Even the plainclothes police officers couldn't tell.
Mo Yan looked around him and suddenly thought that in the eyes of others, he might be a liar, thief and human trafficker, right?
The journey went smoothly, and the people around her changed several times, and finally arrived at Yangcheng.
Mo Yan planned to go directly to the clothing wholesale market after getting off the train, finish selecting the goods and go home early.
Although she had just left not long ago, she felt a little homesick.
As the forefront of reform and opening up, Yangcheng can be summarized as follows:
There are many people, many cars, and many goods...
There are people everywhere, there is a lot of excitement everywhere, and there are different kinds of goods piled up everywhere...
Mo Yan used the bag in her hand to cover her chest and secretly touched her chest. All her entrepreneurial funds were sewn into her cotton-padded jacket by Jin Cuihao.
However, none of them expected that in the north where the ice and snow are biting and the wind is biting, it would be cold even wearing cotton-padded jackets.
Thousands of miles away in Yangcheng, it was more than 20 degrees, as warm as spring.
On the train, Mo Yan persisted and did not take off his cotton-padded jacket. Now, continuing to wear it would not only look out of place, but would also make people look like an outsider, and could easily attract people with malicious intentions.
Mo Yan decisively went to the women's restroom and tidied up inside. The most important thing was to move the money.
It doesn’t sound good to say it, but there’s nothing you can do about it. It’s better than losing money and failing to start a business.
Mo Yan rolled up his cotton-padded jacket and trousers into a roll, covered it with a scarf, and carried it on his back.
In fact, it is still different from the local people who wear short-sleeved and thin shirts.
Not to mention she was wearing big cotton shoes.
There was really nothing she could do about this.
Regardless, Mo Yan wanted to choose clothes and go home as soon as possible.
Fortunately, there were people coming and going at the train station, including people like Mo Yan who came from the north, and everyone was dressed similarly.
The locals are even more surprised by this.
Another group of old men who came here to hunt for gold.
It is best to lie to such people.
As soon as Mo Yan came out, she was stopped by several people. Some introduced her to hotels, some introduced her to jobs, and some asked where she was going and wanted to take her...
She was so noisy that she wanted to split her into eight pieces.
Mo Yan said nothing, sullenly squeezing out, covering his satchel tightly with his hands.
Some of the people who stopped her cursed and walked away, while others still persisted.
But there were still a little less people.
In the end, they saw that Mo Yan didn't seem to be easy to fool, so the last one left to look for the next fat sheep.
Mo Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt a chill on his thighs.
