The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

Zhou Laiying was already urging people to help. Hua Rendong ran over to help carry the chicken, but Zhou Laiying dodged her and said, "You were scary just now. Don't tire yourself out. We can carry this little thing."

After saying that, he handed her the biscuits that Hua Ai Dang had brought back earlier, "Take this. It can fill your stomach if you get hungry on the way."

Hua Honeysuckle had no choice but to take the biscuits, take Hua Aidang’s hand, and follow the family out the door.

After waiting for a while at the station, the bus arrived. We boarded the bus, got our tickets, and arrived at the station in just over ten minutes. We returned to the state-owned restaurant where we had eaten in the morning.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon and there were no customers in the restaurant. The woman who had been taking out tickets in the morning was dozing off behind the desk with her head supported by one hand.

Hua Jianshe put down the rice on his shoulders and went to buy some food. He called out to the female comrade twice before she woke up. She recognized Hua Jianshe and said, "Comrade, why didn't you come here at noon? The rice and braised pork are all sold out. We only have some vegetables and noodles left."

Hua Jianshe was not picky. He ordered a plate of spicy and sour shredded potatoes and a plate of scrambled eggs with sauce. He also asked the female comrade to help him arrange two dishes. Each person also ordered a bowl of noodle soup.

After sitting down, Hua Honeysuckle left the restaurant on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

When she walked to the door, she saw a suggestion book hanging by the door with a pencil hanging next to it. Hua Rendong picked up the pen and wrote a paragraph on it praising the waiter for his good attitude, making customers feel at home, and the delicious cooking by the chef. It was considered the best evaluation in the world.

He took the opportunity to tear a piece of paper from the middle of the back, wrote down the address of the yard where Baga lived, and finally wrote the words "basement, there are spies".

As she was leaving, she saw out of the corner of her eye the waiter walking towards the door, obviously wanting to see what she had just written.

After leaving the state-owned hotel, there was a public dry toilet just a few steps away, and next to it was the station front police station. Hua Rendong observed for a while, turned and went into the dry toilet, tearing off the part with the information in the state-owned hotel's opinion book.

When he came out again, he pretended to tidy up his shoes, held on to a big tree next to him, and with the help of his supernatural powers and space, he delivered the note into the police station and threw it at the feet of a bearded police officer who was walking out in a hurry.

I watched the bearded man step on the note, then look around as if he was trying to find the person who threw it. When he didn't find the person, he picked up the note and checked it. However, after taking a look, his pupils widened and he ran back in a hurry. He threw the note to a young man, called him to call someone, and shouted to more than a dozen people to run outside.

When they returned to the state-owned restaurant, the chef just happened to shout from the food delivery window that the dishes were ready, and the family hurried over to serve the dishes.

In addition to the two dishes ordered before, the chef also arranged a stewed potato, which was made with the leftover soup from the braised pork. There were a lot of braised pork scraps in it. The other dish was stir-fried shredded pork with garlic sprouts. Although there was not much shredded pork, the garlic sprouts were a rare treat.

It was the same noodle soup I ordered in the morning, with a spoonful of meat sauce added to it. It was obvious that the good review written by Hua Honeysuckle had worked.

The food here is pretty good, and the waiters aren't as arrogant as the legend says. If I move back to the city in the future, I might come here more often.

After dinner, the family rushed to the train station, Hua Dahua bought the tickets, and waited for more than half an hour before the commuter bus back to the county began to check tickets.

The train back at night was also crowded, but much better than in the morning. Zhouxian is a small station, and we were afraid that it would be difficult to get out after getting off the train, so we stayed in the sink next to the bathroom. We met several acquaintances and talked for a while before the train arrived.

It was past five thirty when they got off the train. It was already very dark. They vaguely saw a familiar man and a woman getting off from another carriage in front of them. Zhou Laiying spat on the ground and said, "Bah, you shameless things." The two people in front heard her voice and hurriedly quickened their pace.

Hua Rendong then realized that the man was the original owner's ex-fiancé Li Dongfeng, and the woman who walked with him was obviously Guo Aihua.

But it was dark and she couldn’t see clearly what happened to their faces after being scratched by Zhou Laiying, which made her feel itchy.

Because Zhou County Station was built on high ground, there were two roads after exiting the station, both of which were downward slopes. Hua Honeysuckle stood next to a big poplar tree, put his hands on the tree, and used his supernatural power to activate the roots.

The next second, the two people who were walking quickly in front were tripped by the tree roots and their bodies jogged forward uncontrollably.

Looking at their arms waving in the air, it is obvious that they are trying to control their body balance, but there is no way out as the slope is downward for dozens of meters ahead, and their bodies are rushing forward uncontrollably, and they are only running faster and faster.

In the end, his steps couldn't keep up with the speed, and he fell face down on the ground. His body slid forward several meters due to inertia until he stopped at the bottom of the slope.

The fall was quite severe, and when the people who had gotten off the bus rushed over, both of them were in so much pain that they couldn't get up and lay on the ground groaning.

The Hua family members walked down the slope slowly. When they passed by, Zhou Laiying even said with a sigh, "You are so old but you still can't walk properly. What great things can you accomplish with such a fussy attitude?"

When I returned to the family compound, I just saw Xu Xiangfeng hurriedly walking out with the person who came to report the news. When she saw the Hua family, she lowered her head and walked around them.

The Hua family was in a good mood. Before going to bed at night, Zhou Laiying cooked a pot of noodles and laid an egg for each person.

At around nine o'clock, while the two sisters were asleep, Hua Rendong took her diary, took a pen, and entered the space in the outer room.

There was no night in the space. Hua Rendong squatted on the ground, put the diary on her legs and wrote a letter. The letter was full of questions about the situation of the people she was doing business with: What year is it now? What national events have happened recently?

She didn't dare to ask someone to call Xu Xixi directly, for fear that the person on the other end might not be a good person and might do something bad to Xu Xixi.

But she was really worried that Xu Xixi would be sad because of her leaving. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she wanted to tell Xu Xixi that she was still alive and well. Shi Neng could only test her a little bit like this.

After finishing writing, he tore off the page, ripened a batch of strawberries with honeysuckle, and put the letter and the strawberries on the screen together.

The first row of squares was always gray, so the honeysuckle moved to the second row of squares. The strawberries disappeared, but the letter was still there.

Could it be that letters are not considered commodities and cannot be smuggled across the border?

Hua Honeysuckle did not give up and pushed the letter to the third row. This time the letter went into the grid smoothly.

It seems that no matter what it is, only the same kind of item is allowed to appear in one grid.

Xu Xixi moved the lounge chair from the balcony into the space and was sitting in it, drinking soy milk and crying.

The soybeans she traded for were so good, and the soy milk made from them was the most delicious she had ever tasted, but she was still very sad!

Even after drinking soy milk, my confused brain after crying for a few days became clear, and I wanted to spend more. What should I do?

Suddenly, the big screen that had been suspended in mid-air after the transaction, except for the first row of grids where transactions had been made during the day, which was gray, the two rows below it all lit up.