Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"We are lucky today. The train is not late. It will arrive in half an hour. Little girl, you are welcome to come to our Heilongjiang Province next time."

The old man at the train station still remembered the little girl who was in the care of his colleague and chatted with her uncle for a while.

"Brother, are you from Mopan Village? Speaking of which, we are all relatively new here. My sister married in your town. You may know my brother-in-law. His last name is Zheng. He works in a restaurant in town. If you have any problems in town, ask him to help me."

The day before yesterday, my uncle was a little timid when he met railway workers in work uniforms for the first time. But when they met again the day after, he was very relaxed and able to chat with them freely.

"Manager Zheng, I've heard of him, but I've never dealt with him before. Now that I hear what big brother said, it turns out he's our brother-in-law.

Isn't there no outsider here? Brother, my family lives in Mopan Village. Whenever you go to my sister's house, remember to come to my house for a drink. My house is only five miles away from the town. I will definitely treat you well when the time comes."

His uncle thanked him for helping take care of his children, and the two were already chatting animatedly before the train arrived.

If you don’t know, you might think they are just close brothers!

Han Zhaozhao was listening to their conversation and felt deeply moved. People from Northeast China are really good at chatting. She might not know about others, but how could she not know when her uncle's family had wine for others to drink?

Now everyone eats in the cafeteria, so there is not even a grain of food at home? (There are dozens of kilograms of food, which she and Xiao Shitou just dug out from the rat hole yesterday!)

She thought her uncle was an honest man, but it turned out that she had a narrow vision and didn't realize that her uncle was actually a social expert. He really dared to brag!

He is not afraid that people will believe it and really go to him for a drink. Then let's see what he will use to entertain the guests!

For fear of missing the train, they waited for the train at the platform early in the morning in the whistling north wind.

There seems to be a large courtyard opposite the train station, facing the train station across the railway.

My uncle told me that it was the purchasing station in the town, which mainly purchased local specialties such as mountain products, furs, and medicinal herbs.

There is almost no business this season, the door is closed and no one can be seen coming in or out.

The railings on both sides of the railway track had long been down, and a wooden sign saying "Beware, Trains Are Not Allowed to Pass" was erected next to it.

The old man on duty at the station had an iron whistle around his neck and was waving a small red flag on the platform, using flag language that she could not understand to signal the train running in the distance.

"Woo!" A long whistle sounded, and the steel behemoth with a green front slowed down and entered the station from a distance.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!" The wheels made a rhythmic and particularly pleasant sound as they passed over the rails, and the ground beneath their feet seemed to be shaking slightly.

"Step back, step back, the train is coming into the station, passengers, please be careful!" The uncle on duty blew the whistle and shouted loudly.

The remaining five people on the platform dragged their luggage back, and the cold wind brought by the train made them squint their eyes.

When the train slowly stopped in front of Han Zhaozhao, she couldn't help but admire the professional skills of the uncle on duty. He instructed her to stand in the place where the carriage she was going to take was parked.

The car door opened, and Brother Qian's smiling and friendly face appeared.

"Come up quickly! How are you? Are you cold? Are you used to staying here?" He reached out and pulled Han Zhaozhao onto the train. The three steps were half a meter high in total, so it was still a little difficult for her to get on the train with her luggage.

"It's fine. I'm wearing thick clothes, so I don't feel particularly cold!"

The people were pulled onto the train first, and my uncle quickly handed the luggage up, while thanking Brother Qian, "Zhao Zhao's brother, please take care of the child.

Sorry for the trouble. Thank you!

Zhaozhao, listen to your brother, stay in the car and don't run around, be careful. Don't forget to write a letter when you get home!"

Han Zhaozhao got in the car and waved his hands, "Got it, uncle, I'm leaving now, don't worry!

Thank you, Uncle Yang. Goodbye!"

Second Brother Qian also waved, said goodbye to his colleague at the station, Uncle Zhaozhao, and closed the car door neatly.

The green train in the small town whistled long, "clang clang!" and started moving, gradually accelerating out of the station, leaving the two people on the platform far behind.

The airplanes and high-speed trains of later generations carry poetry and distant places, while the green trains of this time carry longing and hometown!

He went back to the berth he came from, helped Han Zhaozhao put away her luggage, told her to lock the door, and then Brother Qian continued to work.

Han Zhaozhao sat down in front of the window and looked back. Her uncle and Uncle Yang at the station had turned into small black dots and slowly disappeared from her sight.

Listening to the cheerful sound of the train, Han Zhaozhao felt relieved. He could finally go home! It is said that you don’t know how good home is until you leave. It is true!

Visiting relatives is visiting relatives. No matter how warmly her grandparents and aunts took care of her, there was always some restraint between them.

It was their first time meeting each other, and getting along with each other was always a bit unnatural. The conditions were not good, and everyone was carefully trying to accommodate her.

This made her feel touched but also a little uncomfortable. Alas! It was because they were far away and had little contact, and they lacked a sense of intimacy.

Han Zhaozhao leaned against the window, admiring the scenery outside and thinking about her trip.

Seeing that her grandfather's family was safe, she was finally relieved. Mopan Village is a united and harmonious village. The villagers are kind and simple, without any bad people. The future will definitely be safe.

There was only one moderate snowfall in Heilongjiang Province that winter, and the fields were desolate and bleak. Only in the distant mountains were there patches of green, which were magnificent primeval forests.

The rivers froze into ice, like winding silver ribbons. Everything seemed so quiet and lonely, indicating that the drought was getting closer.

She thought of her grandmother and childhood friends at home, wondering how they were doing these days.

Is there enough food supply in the capital? How can we find a way to feed people without their knowledge?

Thinking of food, her stomach started to growl. Yes, she was hungry. Before she left, her aunt cooked two eggs for her and made a bowl of fried noodles to see her off.

It had been more than three hours, and she was already hungry.

I opened the door and looked into the corridor of the carriage. The stewardess was not outside. She was probably working in the carriage behind.

Han Zhaozhao locked the door and slipped into the space.

"Oh, this space is still the best! The fresh scent of flowers and fruits goes straight into my heart when I breathe, it's so comfortable!"

Ever since she left the capital, she has not dared to enter the space again. The fruit trees have bloomed again and the crops have grown a lot taller.

She took out some dates, pears and buns, sat at the dining table and started eating them with big mouthfuls.

Oh my god, these big buns with cabbage and pork filling are so delicious. She has been eating slop for the past few days and it has really messed up her stomach.

There was always someone following her, and she was almost discovered when she was hiding in the quilt to eat secretly. She was so scared that she would rather starve than enter the space again.

She said that in her situation, it would be more suitable for her to live in a small family. Thinking of this, she missed the old lady even more. What should she do?

Han Zhaozhao was enjoying her meal when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. She was startled and quickly put the remaining food into the space, drank some water to rinse her mouth to get rid of the smell, then tidied her clothes and opened the door.

A middle-aged man stood outside the door. He was wearing a Zhongshan suit and glasses and looked very gentle. He smiled and asked, "Little girl, are you traveling alone?"

While talking, he tried to peek into the door.