Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Soon it was the sixth day of the New Year, and several things happened during that time.

The captain of the third grade team took Xi Jinqian to live in a brand new one-and-a-half-brick house. Two cows lived in the outer half, and in the next half there was a cooking area and a table and chairs on the left, and a kang and a kang table on the right.

It was much sturdier than the previous thatched house, and there was half a pound of brown rice sent by the brigade, and Ye Ping brought a large bowl of dumplings under the cover of night.

On the fourth day of the New Year, people would come to see a minor ailment from time to time, and would subtly ask if the relatives who had left on the sixth day had returned.

"Comrade Zhou has to bring some food with him when he catches the train. This is the oil tea noodles my mother made. It's really delicious when you rinse it with water."

"Oil tea noodles are not filling, so I'll go with dried tofu."

Everyone feels like they will never come back once they leave.

Xiao Liu stood outside and watched. After a while, the kang table was full of food. It seemed that Comrade Zhou was more popular than Commander Ye.

He went out at first light, and by the evening Ye Ping and Ye An were home for dinner.

"Gone?" The captain was wearing a robe. These old ladies were really too sentimental. It's not like the person won't come back.

"We'll be at the station soon. How many hours do you think it will take to get to Beijing from here?" Aunt Cuihua asked while cutting radish strips.

"It's quite far anyway. It will probably take two days. The ticket is not cheap. It's not easy to go back." He stood up.

"Can't sleep? Go get the noodles you bought and let's go to your aunt's place this afternoon. I'll make some radish for dinner."

"Why go to her place? I haven't been there for several years."

"Didn't my third daughter-in-law see it a few days ago and say that plums can stop morning sickness? My aunt can make this every year, let's change it."

"Okay, I'll go check on the bicycle to get some air pumped up. Do you have enough eggs at home? Do you have any egg coupons left? Go exchange some more."

"That's enough. One bowl of egg custard a day is enough. I sent some tickets three years ago and exchanged them with people in the team."

The station was filled with cotton-padded jackets and coats, a sea of ​​gray and blue.

"Commander Ye used his ID to buy you a sleeper berth. You can go in directly later. Let me tell you not to worry about anything on the train. The sleeper car can accommodate fewer people and is safer."

Xiao Liu spoke through the car window and asked his good friend Dayu, who had transferred to the railway transportation industry, to help watch over it.

"That's my leader's child, please keep an eye on him."

"Who am I? Are you still worried about me? We have been brothers for many years," Yu Da agreed firmly. That was a must. The child of the old leader must be taken care of.

Xiao Liu waved his hand and drove back home. Then Dayu turned around and faced the girl who was dropped off at the station, his face full of surprise.

The military green coat reaches down to the calves, and he wears small leather shoes. The cuffs reveal a little bit of a white shirt, which is just the right length.

Carrying a suitcase in her hand, her eyes and eyebrows were delicate and bright when she looked back.

"I booked a train for the afternoon at 5: pm, soft sleeper No. in car . There is still some time left. Where can I eat?"

Her face was as calm as ice, and she was calm and composed. The sense of oppression that came over her was gentle but not easy to mess with. That was Yuda's first impression. This was probably not the daughter of a leader, but the leader himself.

"Yes, there is a lounge inside the station. You can go in and eat. It's over here." It took him a long time to find his tongue.

"Thank you for leading the way." He nodded and followed.

"Do you want me to help you carry the box?" Yu Da asked softly.

"No, you can't lift it." He glanced at it.

"Sorry," I immediately felt that I was wrong.

Those who can afford sleeper berths are either government officials or foreign guests, and they cannot afford to offend any girl.

Guiding me to sit by the window, Dayu called a flight attendant.

"What do you have to eat? Don't worry about the smell." He slowly shook the hot water in the cup and asked.

"Stir-fried dishes, steamed buns, or noodles, are all right?"

"Noodles with a poached egg. I know how to take the bus. I'll go straight there when the time comes. Sorry for the trouble."

Polite yet unfamiliar, Da Yu just responded and went out to work.

"Da Yu, is that your leader's child?" He heard it all, why didn't you tell him earlier about this relationship?

"There's nothing to say. It has nothing to do with me."

"You said you would suffer here? People can change your position with just a few words. You have to be a regimental commander to wear that military coat."

"He must be a family member. He doesn't look young."

The chef who received the order for plain noodles for the first time was stunned for a moment, but when someone reminded him that it was Yangchun noodles, he came to his senses.

The bright yellow poached egg, emerald green onion and thin noodles are delicious enough without any embellishment.

The waiting hall was packed with people with no place to sit, and many of them were carrying luggage, New Year's goods and children.

"Master, you can take a nap first. It's still early. The station always arrives at 2:30 in the afternoon," Ling Ling said with a flash of inspiration. "Master, do you want me to play a movie for you?"

"No need, just put down two medical classics and read them. You have to be good at what you do." She needs to learn more and can't rely on external forces for everything.

"Master, I will always be with you," he clenched his fist, "We cannot have any medical skills that are too advanced, such as marrow cleansing pills or potions."

"Let's play technology stuff after that." Pretending to read the newspaper.

"Okay," he said, not knowing his master's tactics.

I found a lot of technology that the technology system needed to play, and the battle between laser weapons and particle weapons was truly thrilling.

I spent the whole morning happily watching movies. I didn't go to the soft sleeper waiting hall until 2:30. It was much quieter than the previous hall and there were hardly any people there.

The service staff are all young people who are about 1.8 meters tall.

"Miss Zhou, the train will arrive in more than 20 minutes. You can sit here and rest for a while," one of them said after looking at the ticket. "These sunflower seeds and peanuts are free."

"Okay, thank you." He thanked politely, sitting aside with the box in his hand, not letting the box out of his sight the whole time.

They got on the bus through a special channel. While others were arguing over seats, Jiuli was already sitting in her seat, a single room with a toilet, and a flight attendant standing outside.

You can drink coffee while waiting for the departure, and there is basically no one in the soft sleeper.

"Ms. Zhou, the train will arrive in Beijing at 7 a.m. on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. The dining car is in carriage number 4. You can order your favorite dishes. This is today's menu."

"My name is Beauty, which is bigger than the object." She said the name.

"I remember, Meili, please get me a glass of water."

I put the box under the bed and casually picked up the newspaper, looking outside. I saw people coming up with their families. It was very lively, and there was even more crying in the carriage.

Meili poured a cup of hot water and put it on the table, then went out, unconsciously imitating every move in her mind, which was very elegant.

I took off my coat and hung it behind the door, then lay on the bed with my legs crossed. The soft sleeper bed was quite comfortable and worth its price.

"Zero, start from the beginning."

"Okay, master," he also lay there and watched.

The beauty outside thought that the person was asleep. In the Beijing Military District compound, Zhou Qishen went downstairs and looked at the calendar and stopped. Yes, today was the sixth day of the first lunar month, and his precious granddaughter would be back in two days.

"Dad, what are you looking at me doing?" Zhou Qianhua rubbed the back of his head. He hadn't been anywhere in the past two days.

"Go see if the supply and marketing cooperative has any fruit. Yuan Qing loves to eat it."

"Okay, so Yuan Qing is the treasure and I am the weed?"

"Nonsense, you're already an orange peel and you're still competing with a good kid?"