"I've heard that trains are often delayed, and if you can't catch the meal, you'll eat two cold buns on the train, which is better than being hungry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Grandma Zhang advised.

"I know, Master. You and the master also sit down to eat, and then get busy after eating. ”

"We're not in a hurry, you have to catch the ferry, catch the train, hurry up and eat. Choked on the soup. By the way, you can't drink soup on the train, so I'll fill you with a pot of water. Bring a pot of hot water, take two sips if you feel cold, keep your body warm, don't catch a cold. ”

Grandma Zhang took out the faded aluminum kettle and poured hot water for Qingling to bring.

is still admonishing: "...... This time is not like last time, with your Aunt Deng leading the way, this time you are alone, be careful in everything. Although the control has been strict in recent years, no one dares to dare to do bad things, but I am not afraid of 10,000 just in case...... When you get to the place, go to Yue Jun's house first, don't be busy buying medicinal materials or anything, he will let him accompany you if he is free, and let him lead the way if he is not free......"

Qingling responded one by one.

After eating and drinking, she carried the bamboo basket prepared yesterday (she had to carry a lot of medicinal materials on the return trip, and a larger bamboo basket was more suitable), put on her baggage, and took the food prepared for her by the master and her mother, and set off alone.

Xu is in the real farming, the members can enter the city at any time, but there are few people who take the first boat.

Qingling sat in a seat near the bow of the boat, watching the sun rise on the river in fascination, and couldn't help but think of the scene when He Xiang Gang first entered the city.

It's been a few days since the wax moon, and she said that she would come back to take pictures with her before the wax moon to register, and I don't know when I will come back. Thinking of opening a few tables of banquets during the New Year, the marriage of the two will be over. Qingling reached out and stroked her faintly hot cheeks, and had to admit that she was also looking forward to that day.

Thinking about it, it didn't take long for me to reach the other side. After getting off the boat, Qingling walked straight to the train station, passed by the fishing wharf, and stopped at the Lingling Market. Now is the fattest time for fish, shrimp and crabs, but the price is also expensive, the key is that there is no ticket and no purchase.

She did have two fish tickets, which she had exchanged with Aunt Li at the post office before. However, the master said that if she has a fish ticket, she must save it, don't spend it indiscriminately. Once in a lifetime wedding wine, there is no condition, there is no way, of course, the more high-grade the dishes are better - first, it is decent, and second, when the guests are happy, they will naturally say a few more auspicious words. Isn't it lively to make a wine map?

As soon as the fishing pier passes, it is the most frequented acquisition station. When I looked up and saw the plaque of "Non-staple Food Purchase", I slapped my forehead.

She said, I always feel like I've forgotten something these days. The chestnuts and walnuts in the mountains are in the harvest season, why did she forget such an important thing!

Fortunately, both of them have hard or burred shells, and even if they are fully ripe, they will not fall to the ground and rot like persimmons. Otherwise, I'm going to beat my chest.

Speaking of persimmons, the persimmon tree in the backyard of Xiang Gang's house, there is still a batch of ripe persimmons waiting for her to pick. He also said that he wanted to make dried persimmons, and I don't know if it would be too ripe when he came back from the provincial capital......

Fortunately, a lot of wild persimmons were found in the mountains, the temperature is lower than outside the mountains, and the persimmons grow slowly. Xiang's persimmons simply let them hang on the branches, and when Xiang Gang came back, he could eat a few fresh ones. After all, this thing is not easy to mail, and you can't see it when you press it.

Thinking about it like this, Qingling's pain in the flesh has decreased a lot.

It's pretty deserted in the train station, like this winter weather.

Qingling successfully bought the ticket, found a bench very close to the ticket counter, sat down and waited.

On the bench on the left, a middle-aged woman holding a baby in her arms seemed to be dozing off with her head down. The little baby is sleeping, with a pink and tender face and a small floral padded jacket without a patch, it doesn't look like a baby raised here in Ninghe County, maybe it was a big city to visit relatives.

Qingling glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze, took out the list of medicinal herbs, spread it out on her knees, and hugged the burden in her arms, there was a letter of introduction from the commune, which could not be lost.

According to the names of the medicines on the list, I silently memorized the pharmacology and medicinal properties of various medicinal materials one by one, and unfolded a map of medicinal materials in my mind, such as roots, stems, leaves, flowers, and fruits......

As he was in his trance, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, as if someone had put something in the bamboo basket.

Qingling looked up and saw a gray back, hurriedly passing by her side, and soon disappeared at the door of the waiting room.

I checked the bamboo basket, and the weight was indeed heavier than before, and I took it off suspiciously, and was stunned: there was a sleeping baby in the basket, with a pink and tender face, and a small floral cotton jacket that was not patched...... Isn't that the child in the arms of a middle-aged woman?

Could it be that the man was a middle-aged woman, threw the child into her basket and ran away?

Qingling got up and chased the child out of the gate with her arms, but there was still the shadow of the other party.

If you have the intention to throw it, I am afraid that you have already figured out the way to escape or hide in some corner. If you have mental calculations or no intentions, you can win anyway.

I had to go back to the waiting room and ask my comrades at the train station for help.

"What? Others threw it into your bamboo basket? Why didn't you listen to you when you threw it, and only said when people ran away, so I might as well find a decent reason to lie......

"That's it, when we're all stupid, make up a story like this to fool us......"

"Seeing that you are upright, I think you are just confused for a while. Listen to us, although the girl is not as good as her son, but in the end it is a piece of meat that fell from your stomach, how can you say that you can throw it away. Bloom first and then bear fruit, this fetus gave birth to a girl, the next baby is a boy, you are still young, do you want to give birth to a few in the future, you want to open a little, take her home and live a good life, such a cold day, don't freeze the child......"

“……”

In short, none of the comrades in the station believed her.

Qingling was about to cry.

What to do? This is really not her child. She is still a yellow flower girl, and her marriage certificate has not been ripped off......

"I have a letter of introduction!" Qingling suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip, and took out the letter of introduction that the secretary gave her from her baggage, and spread it out in front of everyone, "I was sent by Yanqi Commune to the provincial capital to purchase medicinal materials, what am I doing on a business trip with a baby, what do you ......say?"

"Then who knows. In these years, are there fewer people with babies when they go to work and go to the ground?"

"But I'm really not the child's mother!" Qingling was furious! slammed the other party's desk, and the Hedong lion roared.

The baby who was held in her arms in a strange position arched into her arms, and still slept on her back.

Qingling twitched her mouth and added weakly: "This is really not my baby." ”

Guys, look at me, look at you, and ask tentatively, "Are you telling the truth?"

"It's more real than real gold!" Qingling raised her right hand and swore.