Wearing eighty books, the little widow turns into a rich woman

There are quite a lot of people in the station, and the ticket to Dashiqiao is only a dime.

Yang Liying waited for Lin Lan to buy the ticket and find the shuttle bus from Dashiqiao, she carried Xiaodouzi to the car, and said with a smile, "Be careful on the road."

Lin Lan nodded, and said to the curious little Douzi who was looking around, "Third Aunt has gone back, see you soon."

"Goodbye, aunt!" Xiaodouzi said perfunctorily, then lay down in front of the window and looked at the starting bus next to her.

"Little villain!" Yang Liying smiled and patted his head, got out of the car and left.

Lin Lan saw that there were only a dozen passengers on the bus, some of them were carrying bamboo baskets, and there were backpacks beside them, and there were not many people on the bus next to them.

At this time, the driver and the conductor got on the bus, and the female conductor with shoulder-length short hair looked around and shouted imposingly, "Put your luggage on the luggage rack."

Everyone sat without moving, a man said: "The seats are not full, and it's raining, what should I do if the roof gets wet after saluting?"

"Yes! Lesbian, if someone gets in the car, we will put things on our laps, so as not to take up space."

The old driver sitting in the driver's seat turned his head and said to the conductor: "It's raining, let them put it in the car!"

"You've already said that, what else do I have to say!" The conductor muttered and sat down on the ticket booth.

After hearing this, Lin Lan remembered that Lin Guoliang and the others used the rooster cart to push those things over last time. Such a heavy sack and the rooster cart had to be put on the roof, so much effort!

Thinking of what I said, the brothers sent things from so far away to Lexing, and the more I thought about it, the more heartwarming I felt.

After the car started, it gradually drove out. Xiaodouzi sat on Lin Lan's lap and looked out of the car window curiously: "Mom, all the big trees are running back."

Lin Lan nodded, thinking about it and worrying about his first time getting motion sickness: "Is there something wrong with you?"

Xiaodouzi looked out the window and shook his head: "No, it's fun to ride a bus."

Lin Lan felt relieved after hearing this, hugged him and looked out the window, the bus drove out of the city, the suburbs were misty and rainy, patches of green rice fields, low houses and green bamboo forests looked like a landscape painting from a distance.

She thought that in another ten years or so, such a beautiful view would be replaced by reinforced concrete, and the blue sky would become gray.At that time, everyone's living conditions will be much better than now, but they will not be as easy to satisfy as they are now.

Xiaodouzi looked out the window for a while, then turned to Lin Lan and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry! Mom gave you bean rolls." Lin Lan put him on the empty seat next to him, took out the kidney bean rolls from his pocket and gave them to him.

Xiaodouzi took it and ate it with big mouthfuls: "Mom, I like to eat the red bean paste in it."

"Little greedy cat!" Lin Lan looked at her lively son with a smile, "Mom will make red bean rolls for you when you go back."

The conductor sitting in the front row turned his head to look at the kidney bean roll in Xiaodouzi's hand, and asked, "Where did you buy the bean roll?"

Xiaodouzi looked at her: "Auntie! Mom made it!"

The conductor glanced at Lin Lan and said with a smile, "Your mother is quite skillful."

Lin Lan looked at her and her heart moved, thinking that she used to ask the passenger bus to help bring important things, so she took one from the pocket and handed it to her with a smile: "Comrade, try it."

The conductor hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick it up: "Thank you!"

Lin Lan smiled and didn't say much.

After a while, the conductor turned to look at Lin Lan and said with a smile, "It tastes really good!" Looking at Lin Lan, she felt that it was quite rare for a country woman to be able to make such dim sum.

Lin Lan said with a smile: "The elders in the family used to sell this, and I also learned a little bit."

The conductor suddenly realized: "It turns out that it is an ancestral handicraft, no wonder it is so well done."

The two chatted.

An hour later, the bus arrived at Dashiqiao Township. Fortunately, the rain stopped, and Lin Lan got acquainted with the conductor.

Knowing that the conductor's name is Li Hongmei, and the driver is Lao Chen, the two of them took this bus together.The earliest bus leaves at 07:30, returns to the city at 10:30, departs from Dongshi at 01:30 in the afternoon, and returns from Dashiqiao Township at 04:30.

When Lin Lan left, she picked up a few more bean rolls for her and the driver, Lao Chen. Li Hongmei and Lao Chen also said that they would send them to the car in the future, and they helped take them back.

Lin Lan happily agreed, took her farewell and walked towards the river with Dou Zi.

The mother and son passed a street paved with bluestone slabs, and both sides of the street were almost all antique wooden houses.

The little-feet old lady with her hair in a bun, wearing flower glasses, sat under the eaves doing needlework, and there was a crimson-painted bamboo needlework basket under her feet.Lin Lan remembered the small town she lived in before, could it be in this time and space?
Walking down the stone steps, there is a bamboo forest by the river, and there is a cooperative bamboo shop next to it. The door is full of various bamboo products.

Mats, sun mats..., and steamers stacked high with emerald green bamboo skins, there are three sizes: large, medium and small.

Lin Lan thought that steaming beans would be useful in the future, so she walked towards the shop when an old bamboo craftsman came out. She stepped forward and asked, "Master, do you need a ticket for this large steamer?"

The old master shook his head: "No, how many floors do you want?"

Lin Lan thought for a while: "The fifth floor!"

The master chef pointed to the steamers: "It's all made of bamboo, and the five-story one is more expensive. It costs six or eight yuan in total."

Lin Lan felt that it was not too cost-effective to buy a bamboo steamer for a few dollars, so she asked him with a smile: "Is it in stock? If it is in stock, I will buy it tomorrow."

Seeing that she was carrying the child on her back, the old master felt that she was not joking, so he nodded and said, "Yes, there is no one who runs a restaurant these days, and steamer baskets are not easy to sell."

"Thank you sir, I'll come back tomorrow."

"It's okay!" The old master pulled up the chair, took out the pipe and lit the leaf cigarette, and started to smoke.

Lin Lan remembered to bypass the bamboo forest and walk to the embankment in ten minutes.

Walking to the embankment, the sand outside the embankment is full of sugar cane and peanuts.Lin Lan remembered that this kind of sugarcane was called white silk cane. It had a hard taste and a high sugar yield, and it was specially squeezed sugarcane.

At this time, the whistle of the ferry rang, and the boat was about to dock. Lin Lan picked up Xiaodouzi and said, "The ferry is coming, mother, hurry up."

The few people who were walking in front of them also quickened their pace.

Panting, Lin Lan hurried across the pontoon bridge and got on the ferry. It probably wasn't a market day, and there were not many people crossing the river. There were still seats on the side of the boat.

Lin Lan found a seat and sat down, holding Xiaodouzi in her arms: "Don't move around, Douzi will fall into the water later."

Xiaodouzi looked at the big boat curiously, and then at the water waves lapping on the side of the boat: "Mom, Monkey King's raft is so small."

Lin Lan nodded: "Yes, Sun Wukong's is a raft, this one is a ship, they are different."

Xiaodouzi thought about it and asked again: "Why doesn't Sun Wukong take such a big boat?"

Lin Lan thought for a while and said, "He hasn't learned the skills yet, and he can't build such a big boat."

Thanks to Duanxian Zuoliyin for their support at the end of March!