Wang Linyi was in a hurry overnight, in the dark field, there was only one jeep driving on the road, and the dim lights seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.

They are located in the north-north of Luobei, and they have to take a bus to Luobei Station, from Luobei Station to Jiamusi or Longzhen, and then reverse the train to Sankeshu, and finally reverse the train again to get on the train back to their homes.

Many educated youths come from the south, and no matter where they go, they have to go to Three Trees to reverse the train, so Three Trees is also a hub station, and from here they take a bus to the south.

In the second half of the night, He Siwei arrived at a farm, and when he got out of the car, he saw that the lights in the guest house were still on.

He Siwei glanced up, there was a row of bungalows with the words bus station hanging on it, and there was a guest house written on it.

Wang Linyi lifted the bag next to his leg before getting out of the car, and He Siwei noticed that there was a black bag next to him.

The driver didn't get out of the car, Wang Linyi handed the bag to He Siwei, "This is handed over to you by Director Wang." ”

He pointed to the guest house behind He Siwei again, "This place has been arranged, you can directly report the name of the farm and your name after you go in, the earliest bus to the train station tomorrow is 8:05 in the morning, you check in and talk to the guest house attendant, just let her call you up." ”

He Siwei thanked him, but he didn't know what to say, thinking that he would thank him in person when he saw Wang Jianguo when he came back.

Wang Linyi also said that watching her go in and then leave, a small gesture can also show that Wang Jianguo must have taken care of her at that time.

After He Siwei showed her the letter of introduction, he was taken by the waiter to a room for four people, and there were already two people living in it.

He Siwei was also tired, and the waiter said that he would take the earliest car to the train station tomorrow morning, and asked her to help wake him up, and after the waiter left, she turned off the lights directly and went back to her bed to lie down.

In contrast, now the guest house is mostly a large bunk, a bunk sleeps more than ten people, He Siwei should be a high-end room, only four people, and all of them are lower bunks.

As for the bag that Wang Linyi gave her, she didn't look at it, guessing that there should be some food inside.

After going to the countryside for nearly a year, He Siwei's cleanliness habit has been grinded very little, although it has not been paid attention to at the beginning, but the hurdle in her heart still can't be passed, she slept in her clothes, and she didn't even take off her coat.

As soon as the door opened in the morning, she opened her eyes and sat up sharply.

It was already dawn, and the waiter said that it was half past seven, and called the three of them to get up and clean up.

The bus station is next to it, you can walk in a minute, and the waiter called three people half an hour in advance, and also gave time to eat and wash.

Although He Siwei slept late, compared with when he was on the farm, he got up late, and he got up before dawn when he was on the farm, and he slept until half past seven at this time, and he was very energetic.

At this time, He Siwei also saw the other two women in the same room, who were about the same age as her, judging from the way she dressed, the girl with two short braids was wearing a green military uniform, and the shoes on her feet were also very new, wearing a military crossbody bag, and she could guess that someone at home was in the army.

In contrast, she and the other woman were wearing ordinary, He Siwei wore a blue checkered gown, a pair of cyan pants on the lower body, and rubber shoes, while the other party's clothes and pants were pudding, and what they were carrying was not a bag, but a cloth bag remembered by a scarf.

He Siwei only glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and then opened the bag that Wang Linyi handed her last night, and the first thing that caught his eye was the short sleeves of a small white suit with a collar placket, He Siwei was stunned for a moment, touched it with his hand, and made sure that it was indeed good.

The reason why He Siwei is so familiar with this fabric is because of Jiang Lifeng, Jiang Lifeng loves beauty, and after it became popular in his previous life, he can always think of a way to get the fabric.

It is true that Liang is 68 years in the capital market began to appear in the cloth, from Guangzhou and Hong Kong to import, is considered to be imported fabric, the quality of the cloth is good and the color is bright, the beginning of the name is called really beautiful, the people of the capital do not understand the meaning of Liang, slowly read it as 'cool', and then the northerners slowly read it as 'really good', because the cloth is stuffy and not cool, but it is expensive in the strong.

It was not until 72 years that a large chemical fiber factory was built in Liaoning, and it was indeed good that it began to be localized.

After the implementation of the supply of cloth tickets in 54 years, one person is limited to 3 meters of fabric per year, and can only make a set of clothes, in such a background, a really good piece of clothing, that is, high-end goods, is the children of high-ranking cadres can afford to buy, wearing such clothes on the street, will attract a large area of envy.

He Siwei was surprised that Wang Jianguo gave her such a valuable thing, now the worker's salary is more than 30 yuan a month, and this really good dress has to be at least 11 yuan, He Siwei flipped down, and below was a red skirt with white stripes, in the current era of only wearing blue, black, white and gray, this skirt is too colorful, but it also represents how difficult it is to buy.

"Hey, where did you buy this dress?"

He Siwei was in a daze, and a woman's puzzled voice came from above her head, and when she looked up and found that it was the woman in a military uniform, the woman's next sentence came again.

"Do you sell this dress?"

He Siwei said, "I'm sorry, I brought it for a friend, not mine." ”

The woman was disappointed, looked at the skirt again, didn't say anything, and left with the crossbody bag.

The preciousness of the two pieces of clothing has stirred up a storm in He Siwei's heart, and below she saw an iron box of biscuits, followed by a handkerchief, the handkerchief was wrapped in something, and when it was opened, it was a train ticket, a full-price ticket from Longzhen to Three Trees, and a piece of paper was folded under the ticket.

It was a letter written by Wang Jianguo, the letter was not long, first briefly said what was in the bag, and then said that his mother thanked her for sending her, so that she did not have psychological pressure to accept it with peace of mind, and mentioned the matter of approving leave, so that she could handle the family affairs well, and if the time was not enough, there was no need to rush back, and finally said that he had brought her a book and asked her to pass the time on the train.

He Siwei's gaze fell on the last sentence, and he didn't retract his gaze for a long time.

'The handkerchief is my choice, very plain, I hope not to dislike it. ’

Wang Jianguo's writing is very good, and the last sentence is a single line, a handkerchief and a letter wrapped in it, and a sentence flashed out of He Siwei's mind: If you don't write love, you don't write poetry, and one side of Supa sends her heart.

Her ears were hot, and she felt that she must have thought too much, so she quickly folded the letter and stuffed it into her bag, only put the train ticket into her pocket, put away the bag, didn't dare to delay any longer, and left the guest house.

When I walked next door, I saw a figure like Jiang Lifeng, flashing in front and entering the courtyard of the bus station.