Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

To go to the toilet, she had to go through many obstacles. Fortunately, her rich second brother arranged her in the conductor's rest compartment.

If she bought her own ticket and got on the train, not to mention the extremely dirty and messy environment, there were all kinds of smells in the carriage, and just going to the toilet would cause one to damage the bladder, and the aisle was too messy!

Brother Han arranged for her to sleep with two female train attendants. When they took turns to rest, they would accompany her to the dining car to buy food and go to the toilet, and were very enthusiastic towards her.

Sister Lai Di is tall, and Sister Xiao Jiang is slightly shorter. Han Zhaozhao observes carefully, but doesn't know which sister will become Qian's second wife?

The tall one is a bit dark, the short one is a bit fat. Each has its own shortcomings and advantages.

Han Zhaozhao shook his head. It’s not a easy choice. It’s not a easy choice!

If she were Second Brother Qian, she would definitely be wavering and unable to make a decision.

Haha, it’s in vain that Aunt Qian is still worried at home every day that her second son will remain single. Look, second brother Qian is surrounded by many young girls. If he wants to get married, it’s just a matter of minutes!

However, Han Zhaozhao had a clear mind. She was just a little neighbor girl, and it was none of her business whether Qian Zhonghao liked someone or not.

The young lady took good care of her, and she remembered the kindness. They were so enthusiastic about her because of Brother Qian, so when the two girls wanted to ask her questions, she kept her mouth shut like a clam, not revealing a single word.

She put on a cute and innocent face every day and acted silly, which made Qian Zhonghao laugh so hard that his stomach hurt, and he called her a little cunning person.

The green train is slow and stops at almost every station. It takes more than ten minutes to get to a small station, and half an hour or even an hour to get to a big station.

During the three or four days of driving, Han Zhaozhao also followed Brother Qian to get out of the car to take a walk. When they passed Goubangzi, the two of them got out of the car and bought five roast chickens.

Han Zhaozhao rushed to pay the bill, and asked Qian Zhonghao to share one with a male colleague in the car, and shared the other with two young ladies, Xiao Jiang Laidi.

The further northeast you go, the lower the temperature. In the villages and towns beside the railway, there are no pedestrians, only smoke rising from cooking. (It may not be cooking smoke, but just smoke from the kangs used for heating!)

On the third day, we finally arrived at our destination, a small station in Heilongjiang Province.

Brother Qian walked her off the train. The station here was not really a station. It was a simple platform of more than 100 meters with a signboard, and there was not even a shelter from the wind and rain.

There are two red brick houses next to it, one is the ticket office and the other is the waiting room. They are very simple, but fortunately they are quite sturdy.

I had already sent a telegram to my grandfather before leaving, so someone should have come to pick me up at the station.

Han Zhaozhao was worried because her grandmother told her that her grandfather's home was more than thirty miles away from the train station.

If no one picked her up, she would have to go to the town two miles away to catch a ox cart and then go back to the village where her grandfather lived.

It's quite strange that the train passes through the town where my grandfather lives, but not the county town. The county town is farther away from the station, more than 60 miles away.

Qian Zhonghao handed her over to the railway staff in the duty room and told them that if no one picked her up, he should ask them to find someone they knew to take her to her grandfather's house. He confirmed the time to go back again and again, and then got on the train and left.

At this time, a tall and thin fellow villager stood at the door of the duty room and asked her, "Are you from Beijing? Your name is Han Zhaozhao? Are you going to visit relatives in Mopangou?"

Han Zhaozhao stopped and asked, and found out it was really her uncle Liu Fengming. Looking closely, this man looked about 60% similar to her mother in the photo. Haha, now it's a connection!

Her uncle took her luggage, and the father and son thanked the old man in the railway duty room, turned a corner, and went to the back of the house to pull out a ox-drawn cart.

"Hurry up and get in the car. Wrap yourself in the quilt. Don't mind it being dirty. This quilt is from our home. Your aunt just put it there before we left.

It's very cold here. If you don't pay attention, you can easily get frostbite. Zhao Zhao, how is your grandma? "

"Very well, uncle. Is my grandpa in good health?"

The wind was blowing hard and it was difficult to speak. I had to shout at the top of my lungs so that the other person could hear me clearly.

The father and son said no more. They stuffed Han Zhaozhao in, and really stuffed her in. They laid thick straw on the cart floor and wrapped Han Zhaozhao tightly with a quilt. They also tied the luggage tightly around her. Now, she wouldn't fall out even if the cart overturned. It was too secure. The uncle whipped the ox cart and hurried home.

Han Zhaozhao was half lying and half sitting on the ox cart, feeling excited and nervous.

I don't know if my uncle's family is easy to get along with or not? How is life in the countryside?

My uncle looks to be about thirty-five or thirty-six, but he looks like he's in his forties or fifties. I guess he hasn't had a good life.

In this era, the hardest-working and most exhausted people are farmers. During the busy farming season, they work on the land. During the slack season, they have to respond to calls to volunteer to dig ditches and canals for infrastructure construction. They really do more work than animals!

Originally, he wanted to remember the way, but the heartless Han Zhaozhao fell asleep in a cradle after a while.

When she woke up, the oxcart seemed to have reached the village entrance. Many trustworthy villagers came with a group of children to watch the fun.

It's the slack season now, and no one is keeping warm by the kang in such a cold day. The villagers in this village are really gossipy.

After getting off the car at the village entrance, Han Zhaozhao was still confused!

"Come on, come on, let's go to the village!" The children put their hands in the sleeves of their cotton-padded jackets, their faces were covered with yellow and clear snot, but they still did not forget to make a noise loudly.

"Da Mingzi, is this your sister's daughter? She's as white and tender as a doll, and she looks so beautiful!"

"Hey! It's my niece, hehe, she came from the capital to see my dad.

Third Aunt, Fifth Aunt, it's so cold, please take the children home quickly! I have to return the ox cart to the cowshed quickly, it's still early and the cows can still eat some grass. "

"Okay, we're going back too. Let your father know if there's anything. The strong men are all at home and are available!"

"Gee, gee!" The uncle waved a beautiful whip, drove the cart, led his niece out of the encirclement and walked home.

When we arrived at an open space in the center of the village, which seemed to be a courtyard, an old man wearing a dog-skin hat and a sheepskin coat came towards us and asked, "Fengming, did you pick up the child?"

"Hey! Got it, Dad, why are you out here? Take the child home quickly.

Zhao Zhao, this is your grandpa, do you recognize him?"

Han Zhaozhao ran over and took the old man's hand without shyness. "I know him. He looks exactly like the one in the photo. Grandpa, I'm here. How are you? My grandma misses you so much."

The old man laughed so hard that his eyes were invisible. The child was as sweet-talking as her mother. "Zhao Zhao, are you tired from the journey? Come home with me. Your aunt is waiting for you at home!"

Han Zhaozhao was surrounded by people and went back to his grandfather's house, followed by a large group of children and adults who were watching the fun.

There were not many entertainment options in those days, so it was a big deal if a relative from another place came to the village.

After entering the house, my aunt hurriedly helped to move the luggage from the ox cart to the house. This time, Han Zhaozhao brought a sack and a large backpack.

The onlookers all opened their eyes wide, wishing they could get in and take a look.

My uncle went to return the ox cart, and my grandfather did not disperse the crowd of onlookers. It seems that this is the way it is in the countryside, and people have long been accustomed to it.

My grandfather and uncle lived in the same courtyard, which had five rooms in the north, one room in the east which was the kitchen, and one room in the west which was a warehouse for grain and sundries.

I didn't see the toilet, it looked like it was in the backyard. The yards in the Northeast cover a large area, her grandpa's house has at least one mu and eight fen of land.

It’s still more spacious to live in the countryside!