Take the bus, reverse the bus, wait in the waiting hall of Shuzhou East Railway Station, check the ticket, enter the station, and finally, after a morning of running, at three o'clock in the afternoon of the imperial capital time, Zeng Jingrong arrived safely at the north square of Jiangcheng North Station!

"This ...... Is this to Jiangcheng?" Zeng Jingrong carried a few large bags of luggage and chickens, ducks and vegetables brought to Jian Ma and Wang Jian from her hometown, and walked towards the exit of the station with the surging flow of people.

This is the first time she has been to Jiangcheng, and when she got out of the car, she only felt that her eyes were black, and she couldn't find the southeast and northwest at all!

Last night, Wang Jian said that she would come to pick her up today, but she had already arrived at the station now, and she didn't receive a call from Wang Jian.

She wanted to call Wang Jian on the spot, but as soon as the phone was taken out, Zeng Jingrong hesitated.

"In case Jianjian is busy, wouldn't he be causing trouble with others when he called? Anyway, my eldest cousin and Aunt Yu had told me their addresses and how to take the train from the train station to their house, so I would have just taken the light rail. Zeng Jingrong said in her heart, and then, a pair of beautiful eyes showed a resolute look.

Zeng Jingrong told herself in her heart:

"Zeng Jingrong, this is Jiangcheng where no one knows you, and it is also the place where you will be reborn, start over, and start all over again! From today onwards, you must be strong! If you can rely on yourself, don't rely on others!"

With this emotion of "nirvana rebirth", Zeng Jingrong tightened the bag of her backpack on her shoulders, raised her head and chest, and walked forward resolutely.

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Wang Jian, who was standing at the pick-up entrance, saw that many passengers of Zeng Jingrong's train had come out, and his pretty cousin's figure had not yet appeared, and he was anxious, and he was about to take out his mobile phone to call his cousin and ask if the other party had arrived, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

The man wears a red turtleneck sweater with a purple tweed jacket on top, and a pair of blue narrow-tube slim-fit jeans and black pony boots underneath.

This dress, combined with the other party's tall figure of up to 165 and beautiful, graceful face, makes the owner of the clothes look both youthful and fashionable, and has a retro beauty that is rare in this era!

However, when Wang Jian, whose eyes were bright, set his eyes on the shoulders and hands of the beautiful woman, he was stunned for a moment, and then, a feeling of crying and laughing, and a nondescript feeling came out of Wang Jian's heart like bubbles of soda.

A rustic rucksack, a bulging red and white woven bag, and a cow yellow, also very rustic big cloth bag, this is all the luggage on this beautiful girl!

Needless to say, this woman who made Wang Jian's eyes bright and dark, couldn't cry or laugh, and looked no different from a migrant worker who went out to work, wasn't it the second cousin Zeng Jingrong in the next room who he was looking forward to and looking forward to?

"Cousin, you really don't care about your beautiful image? Okay, you also drag a trolley box?" Wang Jian smiled bitterly, and then jumped on the spot, waving to the "earthy and foreign" pretty cousin while jumping, and at the same time shouted with an urn in his mouth:

"Second cousin, Sister Jingrong, here!"

There's no way, who told him that his height is only 159 now, not as tall as many girls? If he doesn't jump, Zeng Jingrong may not be able to see him in the black crowd of guests!

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"Who is calling me?" Zeng Jingrong, who was carrying it on her shoulder, walked out with the flow of people, and when she was about to walk out of the station, she seemed to hear someone shouting to herself.

She paused, looked up at the crowd in front of her, and the next moment, she saw a small man wearing a hat, glasses, and a mask jumping in place and waving violently at herself.

"Jianjian, cousin Jianjian really came to pick me up!" The moment she saw Wang Jian, I don't know why, Zeng Jingrong suddenly had an urge to cry.

However, she didn't cry, but smiled, this smile, in the crowd of people coming and going, is tantamount to spring returning to the earth, a hundred flowers are blooming, so that everything around her, whether it is people, cars, all overshadowed!

Countless passers-by frequently turned their heads and looked at this beautiful woman who suddenly stopped, and then suddenly smiled!

There were two men who followed all the way from getting out of the car and admired all the way, but they were almost completely stunned, and said in their hearts:

God, this woman is already extremely beautiful if she doesn't smile, and when she laughs, she feels like she is smiling and falling into the city, and it is completely "killing people without seeing blood"!

And those who are literate and have a little ink on their stomachs invariably have a poem in their hearts:

When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes!

For example, at this time, Wang Jian, the moment he saw Zeng Jingrong smiling, the first thing that came to his mind was this Mao poem that must be memorized in middle school textbooks!

Seeing that Wang Jian did not fool her, Zeng Jingrong, who came to the station to pick her up as promised, was undoubtedly excited and excited. After giving the other party a smile in response, she tightened the woven bag and cloth bag in her hand, and hurriedly walked towards where Wang Jian was.

Zeng Jingrong, who walked up to Wang Jian, said in the first sentence:

"Jianjian, you and Aunt Yu are so busy, you still come to pick me up. I'll just take the car myself!"

"It's okay, Sister Jingrong. We are usually busy in the morning, at noon, and in the evening, but not very busy in the afternoon. Let's go, I'll take you to a taxi, and we'll go home. Wang Jian replied, and immediately reached out to take the woven bag and cloth bag in Zeng Jingrong's hand, but Zeng Jingrong dodged it all at once.

"I'm coming, Jianjian. I can move it. Zeng Jingrong was a little embarrassed.

Although Wang Jian is a boy, she is almost a head taller than the other party when she wears riding boots, and the other party looks like a senior elementary school student, where is she embarrassed to let the "little friend" help her carry things?

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm a boy!" Wang Jian didn't listen to persuasion, reached out again, and snatched the woven bag and the big cloth bag from Zeng Jingrong's hand. The two of them pushed back and forth twice, but in the end, Zeng Jingrong couldn't grab Wang Jian, so she had to let him help carry it.

Wang Jian led Zeng Jingrong to the taxi point, queued for a while, and soon hailed a yellow antelope cart. The two of them did it together, and stuffed all the luggage on Zeng Jingrong's body into the trunk of the taxi, and some of them couldn't fit down, so they put them in the back seat.

Then, Wang Jian asked Zeng Jingrong to sit in the back seat, that is, behind the taxi driver, a seat that was said to be the safest, and he himself got into the co-pilot.

"Master, Nanping Changjiang Village!" he said angrily.

"Howler!" the taxi driver nodded, and soon the yellow antelope turned into a nimble swimming fish, happily roaming through the countless traffic.

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Half an hour later, Changjiang Village arrived.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, and Jian Ma's stall selling steamed buns stopped.

At this time, Jian's mother was still selling steamed buns at the door, and when she saw Wang Jian and Zeng Jingrong who had returned from picking up people, she didn't even bother to sell the steamed buns, wiped her hands on her apron, and immediately ran up with a smile to help Wang Jian and Zeng Jingrong unload their luggage.

"Are you here, Jingrong, is everything going well?" asked Zeng Jingrong with a smile.

"It's going well, Aunt Yu. By the way, Aunt Yu, my dad, mom asked me to say hello to you on their behalf. Zeng Jingrong said, I don't know why, at this time, she was a little nervous.

"Okay, good! I also wish your father and your mother well! Our two families are all well! By the way, Jing Rong, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Today at noon, I'll eat some of my own steamed bun porridge. In the evening, my aunt will invite you to a big dinner again, Jiangcheng's hot pot, okay?" Jian Ma looked at Zeng Jingrong and said with a smile, that gaze was completely looking at her future daughter-in-law!

Wang Jian's personal pick-up, including Zeng Yu's warm greetings, made the unpredictable Zeng Jingrong's heart finally fall from the big stone that had been hanging in his future. She saw that Zeng Yu was going to invite her to eat hot pot at night, so she hurriedly said:

"No need, Aunt Yu, let's eat at home at night. My dad, my mom asked me to bring you and Jianjian two old hens and old ducks from our hometown, as well as some vegetables, we ...... Let's eat this at night, so we don't have to go out to break the bank. Zeng Jingrong said.

In the morning, on the way to the station to take the train, his parents specially explained to her, saying that she went to Jiangcheng to join Zeng Yu's family this time, and the other party was not her own aunt after all, so if she could not trouble others, she must not trouble others, and asked her to be diligent, help Zeng Yu do more housework, and don't make people annoying.

If after she passed, Zeng Yu really fulfilled her promise and gave her five thousand one months, and when she got her salary, it would be best to move out by herself. The two mothers are used to living, she is an "outsider" inserted in, three or five days is fine, after a long time, it is not a way after all, and others will be annoyed.

Zeng Jingrong kept these in mind.

"Ah, my cousin and sister-in-law also asked you to bring me chickens and ducks? Look at it, Jing Rong, your father and your mother are really polite! You are so far away, you still carry so much luggage, they even let you bring this, it is really painful for you.

"However, there is a refrigerator at home, and the chickens, ducks and vegetables from my hometown are put in the refrigerator and eaten another day. Let's have hot pot tonight. Jing Rong, you must have never eaten authentic Jiangcheng hot pot. In the evening, my aunt will take you to taste it, which is very good. Zeng Yu didn't expect that this future daughter-in-law would also bring chickens, ducks and vegetables from her hometown, and she was overjoyed.

At this time, she saw Wang Jian stunned on the side, looking at her and Zeng Jingrong stupidly, and suddenly "didn't get angry", slapped Wang Jian's shoulder, and said with both hands on her waist:

"Jianjian, why are you stupid on the side, why don't you hurry up and leave your sister Jingrong's luggage at home?"

Then, he took Zeng Jingrong's hand, pulled her to a small table in front of the stall, and pushed the other party's shoulder to sit down:

"Come on, Jing Rong, sit down, eat a bowl of porridge, and eat two buns to cushion your stomach. It's all made by your cousin, and you can see how good your cousin is doing. ”

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PS: I recommend a new book by an old friend "Heavenly Street Breeze" "Rebirth of Youth Casting Dreams", if you like rebirth text, you can take a look.

I have known Xiaofeng for a long time, and when I wrote "A Layman of Rebirth" in the first 15 years, Xiaofeng and I were coders on the shelves at the same time.

In the past 4 years, things are different from people, and some people have changed, for example, many writers in the same period have become great gods, and they have changed their fate by writing books;

And a book, as short as a few months, long as years, once the data is not good, all the efforts will be in vain, such as my "The Rise of the City", painstakingly for more than half a year, I thought I could make persistent efforts and create brilliance, but as a result, I just wanted to buy a piece of tofu and die!

Writers are such a cruel and ruthless industry, a book may be heaven, but behind heaven, there are hundreds of books and thousands of books to accompany as cannon fodder!

But no matter what, I think Xiaofeng and I will stick to it to the end!

Every industry is not easy, who told us to choose this path?

Let's encourage each other!