Wang Linyi was driving all night. In the dark wilderness, there was only one jeep driving on the road. Its dim lights seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.
They are located in the north of Luobei. They have to take a bus to Luobei Station. From Luobei Station, they take the bus to Jiamusi or Longzhen. From these two places, they reverse the train and take the train to Sankeshu, and finally take the train to Sankeshu. Only after reversing the train can I get on the train back to my home.
Many educated youths come from the south. No matter where they go, they have to go to Sankeshu to back up. Therefore, Sankeshu is also a hub station. From here, you can take a train and transfer to the south.
In the middle of the night, He Siwei arrived at a farm. When he got out of the car, he saw that the lights in the guest house were still on.
He Siwei looked up and saw a row of bungalows with the words bus station on them, and another one with the words guest house.
Before Wang Linyi got out of the car, he first picked up the bag next to his leg. Only then did He Siwei notice that there was a black bag next to him.
The driver didn't get out of the car. Wang Linyi handed the bag to He Siwei, "This is what Director Wang handed over to you."
Then he pointed to the guest house behind He Siwei, "This place has been arranged. Just state the name of the farm and your name when you enter. The earliest bus to the train station tomorrow will be at 8:05 in the morning. When you check in, Just ask the guest house attendant and ask her to wake you up."
He Siwei thanked him, but didn't know what to say. He thought he would wait until he saw Wang Jianguo when he came back and thank him in person.
Wang Linyi also said that he watched her go in and then leave. This small gesture could also show that Wang Jianguo must have told her to take more care of her at that time.
Entering the guest house, the waiter was a woman in her forties with a student haircut. After He Siwei showed her the letter of introduction, the waiter took her to a room for four people. Two people were already living in it. After turning on the light, the two of them woke up and just looked at each other, then fell asleep again with their heads covered.
He Siwei was also tired, so she told the waiter to take the earliest bus to the train station tomorrow morning and asked her to help wake her up. After the waiter left, she turned off the lights and went back to her bed to lie down.
In contrast, most of the guest houses nowadays have large bunks, which can sleep more than ten people in one bunk. He Siwei's room should be a high-end room, with only four people, and all of them are lower bunks.
As for the bag Wang Linyi gave her, she didn't look at it, guessing that it should contain some food.
After going to the countryside for nearly a year, He Siwei's germaphobia was completely worn away. Although she no longer paid attention to it at the beginning, she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. She slept with her clothes on, without even taking off her coat.
As soon as the door opened in the morning, she opened her eyes and sat up suddenly.
It was already broad daylight, and the waiter said it was half past seven and asked three people to get up and tidy up.
The bus station is right next to it and can be reached in a minute. The waiter called the three of them half an hour in advance, which also gave them time to eat and wash up.
Although He Siwei went to bed late, he woke up relatively late compared to when he was at the farm. He got up before dawn at the farm, but now he slept until half past seven, feeling very energetic.
At this time, He Siwei also saw clearly the other two women in the same room, who were about the same age as her. Judging from the dress, the girl with two short braids was wearing a green military uniform, and the shoes on her feet were also Very new, wearing a military crossbody bag, you can guess that someone in the family is in the army.
In comparison, she and the other girl were wearing ordinary clothes. He Siwei wore a blue plaid gown, cyan trousers, and rubber shoes, while the other girl had puddings on her clothes and trousers, and a pair of trousers. What he was wearing was not a bag, but a cloth bag that I remembered from the kerchief.
He Siwei glanced at it briefly and then looked away. At this time, she also opened the bag that Wang Linyi handed her last night. The first thing that caught her eye was a small white suit with short sleeves and a folded collar. He Siwei was stunned for a moment. I touched it with my hand and confirmed that it was indeed good.
The reason why He Siwei is so familiar with this fabric is thanks to Jiang Lifeng. Jiang Lifeng loves beauty. When indeed Liang became popular in his previous life, he always found ways to get the fabric.
Indeed Liang is a fabric that began to appear in the capital market in 1968. It was introduced from Guangzhou and Hong Kong. It is an imported fabric. The fabric is of good quality and bright in color. The first name was indeed Liang. People in the capital did not understand the meaning of Liang. , slowly pronounced it as "cool", and later the northerners slowly pronounced it as "zhenliang", because the fabric is not cool when it is hot, but it is strong.
It was not until a large chemical fiber factory was built in Liaoning in 1972 that indeed Liang began to be domestically produced.
After the cloth stamp supply was implemented in 1954, one person was limited to purchasing 3 meters of cloth each year, which could only be used to make one set of clothes. Under such a background, a piece of high-quality clothes was a high-end product, and only the children of high-ranking cadres could afford it. Yes, walking on the street wearing such clothes will attract a lot of envious eyes.
He Siwei was surprised that Wang Jianguo gave her such a valuable thing. Nowadays, a worker's monthly salary is more than thirty yuan, and this really good dress costs at least eleven yuan. He Siwei scrolled down and saw a red belt underneath. The skirt with white stripes and twill is too bright in an era when only blue, black, white and gray are worn, but it also represents how difficult it is to buy.
"Hey, where did you buy this dress?"
He Siwei was in a daze, and a woman's doubtful voice came from above her head. When she looked up and found that it was the woman wearing a military uniform, the woman's next sentence came over again.
"Are you selling this dress?"
He Siwei said, "Sorry, I brought it for a friend, not mine."
The woman was disappointed when she heard this. She took another look at the skirt, said nothing more, and left carrying her crossbody bag.
The value of the two pieces of clothing had already stirred up a storm in He Siwei's heart. Next, she saw an iron box of biscuits, followed by a handkerchief. There was something wrapped in the handkerchief. When she opened it, there was a train coupon inside. A full-price ticket from Longzhen to Sankeshu, with a piece of paper folded under the ticket.
It was a letter written by Wang Jianguo. It was not long. He first briefly explained what was in the bag, then said that it was his mother who thanked her for giving it to her, and asked her to keep it safely without any psychological pressure. He also mentioned the matter of approving fakes. He asked her to take care of things at home, and if there was not enough time, there was no need to rush back. Finally, he told her to get her a book and let her pass the time on the train.
He Siwei's eyes fell on the last sentence, and he did not look away for a long time.
'I chose the handkerchief. It's very plain. I hope you won't dislike it. '
Wang Jianguo's writing is very beautiful, and the last sentence is a separate line, and the handkerchief and the letter wrapped in it, a sentence flashed in He Siwei's mind: If you don't write love, you don't write poetry, just send it on a plain handkerchief. Know by heart.
Her ears felt hot, and she felt that she must have been thinking too much. She quickly folded the letter and stuffed it into her bag. She only put the train coupon in her pocket, put the bag away, and left the guest house without any further delay.
As I walked next door, I saw a figure that looked like Jiang Lifeng passing by in front of me and entering the courtyard of the bus station.
