The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Wei Heng went to buy the ticket and handed the change and ticket to Jiang Furong: "Here you go."

Jiang Furong saw that she was benefiting from Wei Heng's help again. His ticket was free, and hers was half price. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you!"

It really solved a big problem!

Well, should I ask Wei Heng to buy the return ticket as soon as I get off the bus?

She thought that because she was wearing a mask, no one could hear what she was thinking.

Wei Heng frowned slightly and asked, "This bus arrives in the provincial capital around ten o'clock. After you get off the bus, buy a ticket for the two o'clock bus back to the county town. What are you doing? Are you familiar with the roads in the provincial capital? Will you make it in time?"

Jiang Furong pinched her thumb and index finger into a circle and flicked a chestnut on her forehead: "Hey, I'm going to the train station to pick up my grandma and aunt. After picking them up, I'll take the bus back directly. I'm not taking the bus back and forth for fun."

Wei Heng understood: "Oh! Do you know what time they will arrive?"

"The letter said they'll arrive at 8:30 in the morning," Jiang Furong knew Wei Heng was a sensible person, so she simply told him her plan. "I heard the train is always late. If I wait here, I won't know their situation, whether the train is delayed, or whether they have bought bus tickets to the county town. It would be better to take a bus directly to the provincial capital railway station to pick them up. If the train is not delayed, maybe I can run into them at the bus station."

Wei Heng raised his eyebrows: "You think very comprehensively!"

Jiang Furong said embarrassedly: "It's not very comprehensive. At least I didn't consider whether the car would be late."

Wei Heng laughed out loud: "Sometimes, the car breaks down on the way, and if it can't be repaired, you have to wait for the next bus."

Jiang Furong pointed at the two long-distance buses parked at the bus station and asked, "Will it be one of these two cars later? It's a diesel car. As long as the fuel pipe is not blocked and there is fuel in the tank, it will definitely have a smooth journey."

This time it was Wei Heng's turn to be surprised: "You also know cars?"

Jiang Furong was a little proud: "I don't understand, but I have seen it."

In the time and space she came from, diesel cars had long been eliminated. However, for an engineering girl like her, no matter how cars evolved, it was just the evolution of engines and fuels, and there was not much difference in essence.

The automatic energy storage battery for cars that she led the team to develop is actually just another form of diesel.

Wei Heng still felt quite impressed: "Most women don't care about this at all."

Jiang Furong squinted her eyes playfully: "I'm not an ordinary person."

If you tell the truth with a smile, others won't take it seriously.

She is no longer an ordinary person, but still a teenage girl. She has secrets in her heart, and she still wants to find a reliable opportunity to tell them out and release the pressure.

After saying this, Jiang Furong felt relieved and turned to continue studying the diesel long-distance bus with its rear cover opened in the distance.

Wei Heng was distracted by Jiang Furong's little blinking action, and his heart beat faster.

He was about to respond when he suddenly remembered something very important. He couldn't help but put away his smile and looked at the girl standing next to him calmly.

Wei Heng was half a head taller than Jiang Furong. He was looking down at her profile from above and could only see her nose bridge and long, straight eyebrows exposed outside the mask. Her two expressive eyes were blocked by her long eyelashes.

She was wearing a cotton-padded jacket that was obviously too big for her, and an old adult's clothes as a coat. Her bulky gray cloth pants were wrinkled, and the cotton shoes on her feet had been worn for who knows how many years, with a patch on the toe.

With this kind of dress, people who don’t know her would think she is just a woman struggling to make a living. No wonder the fellow villager who was selling tea eggs just now called her sister-in-law.

If she hadn't had an old military backpack slung over her shoulder, he would have misunderstood.

Those family members living in the family compound will wear hats and headscarves when it is cold, or use the headscarves to wrap their faces to block the wind. Almost no one wears masks. Everyone assumes that those who wear masks in life must be patients.

She speaks so cleverly, she doesn't seem sick.

Was that a deliberate disguise?

So what was her purpose in disguising herself? Why did she have to pick someone up at the train station?

Wei Heng, who was full of vigilance, instantly thought of many things that were wrong.

Jiang Furong, who was unaware of the situation, was still calculating the fuel tank capacity of the diesel bus and estimating its approximate speed.

After looking for a while, Jiang Furong looked up and asked, "Captain Wei, do you know how far it is from the provincial bus station to the train station? Can we walk there?"

Grandma had a lot of things to carry, three sacks. If they had to carry them on their shoulders and hands, one sack each, she couldn't imagine the scene.

Wei Heng was very familiar with the area. "It's not far, about 30 minutes on foot. There are buses, but they're crowded and sometimes get stuck in traffic. It's more convenient to walk."

Jiang Furong immediately took out a pencil and an old notebook from her bag: "Captain Wei, please draw a route map for me so I don't have to ask anyone when I get off the bus."

Wei Heng took it subconsciously: "You went out to pick someone up, and you brought books to study with you?"

Jiang Furong chuckled, "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. I'm afraid of forgetting things when I go out, so I take a pen and write it down, and I won't be anxious."

Wei Heng joked unintentionally, "Then I can't make any mistakes. If you can't find the train station, the responsibility will be all on me."

Jiang Furong continued the joke: "If you're worried about making a mistake, just take me to the train station. If you take me the wrong way, you'll lose yourself too."

I, the guide, could also lose myself? Wei Heng was surprised and amused. After a moment, he reacted and knocked Jiang Furong on the forehead with the eraser on the end of the pencil: "You want to embarrass me, right?"

"Ouch!" Jiang Furong held her head and pretended to cry out in pain.

Wei Heng ignored her and flipped through the notebook.

This is the math notebook that Jiang Furong used in school. Only the first few pages have been used. There are also geometry problems she has done on it. The handwriting is neat, the pictures drawn with the compass are very clear, and the steps for solving the problems are also neat and beautiful.

"Your math grades are pretty good!" Wei Heng praised sincerely. He turned to the blank page at the back, used his palm as a cushion, and began to draw a map: "I'd better draw the route map for you."

Wei Heng was studying at a military academy in the provincial capital and had to rush back to report for leave, not wanting to waste even a minute.

He couldn't do it like in the movie, sending the old lady home first and then going back to school.

He studied engineering and often had to draw pictures. Drawing a map was a piece of cake for him. He finished it in no time and even marked the landmark buildings along the way.

Jiang Furong was standing next to him, tilting her head to watch Wei Heng draw, praising him: "The drawing is so clear, Captain Wei, your handwriting is so beautiful, just like printed books!"

When Jiang Furong asked people to do something for her, she poured out a lot of nice words.