Traveling through 70's wine

After six months of diligent study, Wen Qing has completed all high school courses.

She now has more than 1 yuan in cash, and there is also gold, ebony, jade, and several antiques in her space. They are estimated to be worth a lot of money in the future. She is definitely a rich woman.

But she knew that in the next ten years or so, going to college would still be a shortcut to achieving class transition. If she wanted to go further and change her current situation, she had to get into college.

Wu Qing brought the final exam papers of each subject of the first semester of the second year of high school in the commune middle school back to the village and tested them on the study group. Wen Qing shocked everyone with a score of nearly full marks.

Wu Qing looked at her in surprise, "Xiao Qing, have you ever done these questions?

"No, but these questions are more direct and easier to do."

The level of the commune middle school is far behind the good schools in big cities, so even if she got full marks it wouldn't mean anything.

She recalled that the university admission rate was only about 5% in the 1980s. It was not until the mid-to-late 1990s that universities expanded their enrollment and it became easier to go to university.

Wen Qing: "Sister Qingqing, can you go get the exam papers from the Commune Middle School in recent years so we can do more questions?"

Wu Qing: "No problem, I'll ask the old teachers at school to help me find the test questions for Luchun County."

Luo Yixing also nodded and decided to write a letter to Gu Hua, asking him to find some test questions from the schools in Songjiang.

After New Year's Day, there was less work to do in the fields, so Wen Qing went to the mountain first to dig up the truffles she had found last time. They were indeed a lot bigger.

She selected the smaller truffles she found this time and planted them on the hillside in the space. In order to grow truffles, she also dug more than ten large pine trees from the mountains and planted them on the hillside.

He then collected the dried herbs and prepared to sell them in the city.

Wen Qing entered the space and checked the secondary fermentation of the wine brewed before the autumn harvest. Feeling that the fermentation was complete, she poured the wine into oak barrels, and then put the oak barrels into the warehouse to allow the wine to age for a while.

Wen Qing asked the team leader for leave and a letter of introduction, saying that she was going to Nankun City to visit her aunt. She carried a lot of bags, took the village tractor to Shangyi Town, and then took a bus to Luchun County.

When they arrived in Luchun County, Wen Qing went to the Chinese medicine store first and asked, "Is Master Li here?"

The guy at the door: "He's in the back, what do you want him for?"

Wen Qing: "I have some herbs to sell."

The clerk went to the backyard and called Lao Li out. Lao Li recognized the girl who had sold herbs before and asked, "Girl, what herbs do you have this time?"

Following Lao Li into the office, Wen Qing took out a few packets of herbs.

These are the smaller Ganoderma lucidum that Wen Qing picked out, a packet of Polygonatum sibiricum, a packet of Panax notoginseng and other herbs.

Old Li picked them up and looked at them carefully. They were all good quality medicinal materials, especially the two fire Ganoderma lucidum, which were of relatively high value.

He also checked the centipede, selfheal, Panax notoginseng flower, etc. in the backpack, weighed them and gave 2100 yuan.

Wen Qing thanked Master Li and handed him a bag of acorns. "Master Li, I picked these in the mountains. They taste pretty good."

Old Li took the acorn and said, "Girl, our pharmacy's bupleurum, isatis root and forsythia are almost sold out." He instructed her to find more herbs that the pharmacy needed.

Wen Qing left the Chinese medicine store and went to the county railway station to buy a train ticket to Nankun City.

She first avoided people and entered the space to change her makeup. This time she made up to look like a middle-aged woman, mainly because the gender written on the letter of introduction was female.

Now that her skills have greatly improved, it is not too easy for her to adjust the muscles on her face.

She bought a hard seat ticket. Only people of high rank and with good connections could buy sleeper berths. Perhaps because the Spring Festival was approaching, there were more people on the train.

This was a slow train that stopped at many stations, big and small, and the people around her kept changing.

When the train stopped at a county town, Wen Qing glanced at the backpack on the luggage rack. There were only some clothes and bedding in it, which were used for concealment. The better things were placed in the space.

She went down to the platform to buy a bowl of hot soup and steamed buns. After getting on the train, she found that her seat was occupied by a woman with a child. She took out her ticket and said, "Comrade, this is my seat. Please give way."

The woman pushed the man next to her, and the man stood up. The woman moved over and returned the seat to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing sat down: "Big sister, where are you taking the child?"

"Go back to the child's grandmother's house to celebrate the New Year."

After a while, the horn on the train sounded an announcement that lunch was available in the dining car. Wen Qing took out the hot soup and buns she had just bought and ate them bite by bite. The child in the woman's arms moved, as if he was about to wake up.

It was noon and everyone was eating. The woman asked the man to take out the food in the net bag, which was surprisingly good, including meat pies, pickles, and eggs. She also took out a military water bottle, and the two of them ate seriously.

The clothes covering the child in the woman's arms gradually slid onto the seat, revealing a child's face. It was a little boy, about 2 years old, fair and clean.

The little boy opened his eyes and started crying, muttering "Mom, mom" softly.

Wen Qing looked at the little boy, then at the two people who were eating. The woman took out a bottle of water and fed it to the boy. The child struggled and refused to drink the water. The man took the bottle, picked up the boy, and poured the water into the child's mouth. The little boy drank the water and slowly stopped crying.

The man said to Wen Qing, "The child has never been on a train before, so he is a little shy."

Wen Qing nodded and continued to eat her lunch. After the meal, Wen Qing dozed off against the window with her eyes closed, staring at the man with half-closed eyes.

After another four stops, the man stood up and picked up a backpack, and the woman followed him, holding the child, and squeezed towards the door.

Wen Qing took advantage of her inattention, snatched the child away, and shouted, "Catch the human traffickers!"

When the woman saw the child being snatched, she also shouted, "Someone is snatching the baby."

The carriage immediately became chaotic, and many people gathered around, asking what was going on. Someone reported it to the conductor, who immediately notified the police to come over.

The man pointed at Wen Qing and said, "She stole my son."

Wen Qing held the child in her arms, "Is this your son?"

The woman shouted, "He's my son, why do you say he's not?"

The police officer asked Wen Qing, "Why do you say they are human traffickers?"

Wen Qing said, "Look at the two of them, they are dark and old, and the child is fair and clean. It's obvious that they are not from the same family."

The police officer shouted: "Everyone return to your seats and keep an eye on your luggage."

He turned around and said, "You guys follow me to the dining car."

Pointing at Wen Qing and the two men and women, the three of them picked up their luggage and followed the police to the dining car. Just as they reached the connection between the two carriages, the train arrived at the station.

The door opened and the man quickly jumped off the train. Wen Qing only had time to grab the woman and yelled, "Don't let the human traffickers get away."

The conductor also got off the bus quickly and chased in the direction the man fled.

The woman caught by Wen Qing struggled desperately. It was inconvenient for Wen Qing to hold the child, so she kicked the woman. "Pa," the woman screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah, it hurts, I'm killing people." Tears and snot flowed out all of a sudden.

After a while, the conductor escorted the man back onto the train.

Now, without Wen Qing saying anything, everyone could see that there was something wrong between the two of them.

A few more police officers came and took Wen Qing and the others to the dining car. They asked Wen Qing, "Comrade, how did you find out there was something wrong with these two people?"

Could it be that Wen Qing had read too many reports about human traffickers in her previous life?

I just said: "These two people only care about themselves when eating and don't care about their children at all. Which parents are like this?

And when they opened the luggage and took out the stuff, I noticed there was nothing for the children in it.”

The conductor opened the man's luggage and found only a few adult clothes and toiletries, but nothing for the child. An older conductor praised him, "Comrade, you are very alert."