Chapter 4 Intuition
"I" Jiang Linran took a long breath.

Trying to suppress the anger surging in his heart: "My father used to have a wife and children, but my mother didn't know about it. After finding out, she was so excited that she had a difficult childbirth and left me. My grandfather was afraid that I would not be welcomed by others, so he sent me away." Take it back to your hometown. Do you have anything else to ask? If you still want to ask why that scumbag cheated on my mother, then please ask him, I don’t know either."

Zhou Zekai's eyes flashed, and when he saw the anger in Jiang Linran's eyes that was about to burst out at any moment, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"Comrade Jiang, do you want to rest here for the night?" Zhou Zekai changed the topic. Although his tone was gentle, the suspicion was still obvious.

"Need not."

Jiang Linran, who was unhappy, replied with two words in a firm tone.

If I sleep here, I'm afraid that even her hair will have to be checked once she falls asleep.

Jiang Linran picked up the repackaged package with one hand and stood up. Zhao Lin quickly stood outside the door and made way.

Jiang Linran walked outside the door, vigorously threw the package over her shoulder, and put it on her shoulder. Without turning her head, she held her little head high, her back straight, and strode forward with a hum. Walking towards his car.

Zhao Lin stood there, looking at Jiang Linran, who disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, with "I'm about to explode" written on his back, and the arrogant Jiang Linran, standing opposite the door, turning the silver needle with his finger, and staring into the distance. Zhou Zekai, who was deep in thought, asked, "Do you think there's something wrong with her not telling the truth?"

Zhao Lin used an affirmative tone.

Zhou Zekai looked away and said ambiguously: "Not yet."

His intuition told him that what Jiang Linran just said was the truth, but his intuition also told him that she had not finished telling the truth.

"Do you want to check?"

Zhou Zekai put away the needle and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Zhao Lin nodded: "Then I'll go see where those two people came from."

Zhou Zekai nodded and walked forward with him.

Jiang Linran returned to his seat with the package on his back. Zhang Dalan said eagerly while taking the package from her hand.

"Are you okay, Xiao Ran."

"Yeah, sister, are you okay?"

Hei Dan’s mother also said with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin."

Jiang Linran was sitting on the chair, and then he felt his body was sore and weak. He leaned on the back of the chair and just wanted to lie down, straighten out.

Alas, if it weren't for that man with a cold and scowling face, who was seriously ill and looked annoying, she would have just agreed to lie down and rest comfortably there.

Zhao Lin came out of the temporary interrogation car and patted Zhou Zekai on the shoulder: "I really didn't expect that those two people were serial robbers and murderers. Speaking of which, Jiang Zhiqing was lucky enough and courageous enough. If it were someone else, he would be crying. Maybe let that person wipe his neck on the spot!"

Zhao Lin was chattering on the side, completely unaware of the deeper suspicion in Zhou Zekai's deep eyes.

With the last prolonged sound of brakes, the train slowly stopped. Jiang Linran and the five of them picked up their luggage and packages, and followed the flow of people off the train, facing the cold wind blowing in their faces, following the flow of people. walking.

The biting cold wind made those who got out of the car shiver and shrink their necks into their collars.

Hei Dan Niang waited for Jiang Linran and others to get off the car, picked up the paper bag that Jiang Linran left for her when he got off the car, opened it and saw that apart from the remaining half of the bag of peach cakes that she had eaten before, there was actually an extra can of peach cakes. Malted milk.

This... Hei Dan Niang suddenly felt that the things in her hands were extremely hot.

He just held it in his hand like that, and for a long time he just muttered: "This girl." Such a precious thing should be given away casually.

Turning around, he smiled and tapped the sleeping Heidan's nose: "I didn't expect that this kid like you would be so lucky."

I met such a kind-hearted girl and gave him such a big gift upon meeting her.Sitting by the window, with half of his face hidden in the shadows, Zhou Zekai was still thinking about Jiang Linran, and how strange his thoughts were.

But I don't know what's strange.

Suddenly, he saw Jiang Linran outside the car window, mingling in the long queue, with his head lowered and his neck hunched, walking in a hurry. The large cotton-padded jacket with blue background and small floral patches on her body, which had been washed and turned white, was empty. On the body.

She appeared to be extremely petite.

She clutched the straps of her bundle with both hands, as if she was afraid that the huge bundle wrapped in quilt behind her would slip.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhao Lin followed Zhou Zekai's gaze and glanced outside.

Zhou Zekai glanced at Zhao Lin and said nothing.

He took out his cigarette case, took out cigarettes, and threw one to Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin took out a match, lit it and handed it to Zhou Zekai. When he lit the cigarette, he turned his hand and lit the cigarette in his mouth. He took a deep breath and spit it out: "Speaking of which, you really decided to adopt Niu Niu. ?”

"Well, I will report to the army when I get back. From now on, Niuniu will be my Zhou Zekai's daughter, Zhou Huihui."

"Okay, count me as Zhao Lin."

"Besides, your burden is also heavy."

Thinking of the big family at home who stretched their necks to wait for his salary, Zhao Lin smoked in silence and said nothing.

After leaving the station, several educated youths who were traveling together thought that it was late at night and no one would come to pick them up, so they opened two rooms in the guest house next to the station and planned to take a rest temporarily.

Zheng Hao had a room by himself, and the girls had a room by themselves.

Anyway, there are still three hours until dawn.

Qi Yanzhen didn't want to share a room with Jiang Linran and the three of them, but she was reluctant to pay for another room. After struggling for a long time, she followed silently and entered the room and squeezed directly with Chen Tingting.

At dawn, several people got up and returned to the train station door with their packages.

As soon as they arrived, a middle-aged man driving a bullock cart, about forty years old, with a nose that was red from the cold, and sniffing from time to time, a strong and medium-sized man, came over and said, "You guys are going to the Yunxiang Brigade of Lianhua Town. Are you an educated youth from Hewanzi Village? I am Jiang Dashan, the village party secretary of Hewanzi Village."

"Yes, we are, Secretary Jiang."

Zheng Hao and Zhang Dalan stepped forward and replied.

"Let's go then. I came yesterday, but I didn't wait for you. The educated youth from other brigades also arrived yesterday."

"Uncle, we were supposed to arrive yesterday evening, but the train was late and we didn't arrive until midnight. We were afraid no one would pick us up, so we went to the guest house next door."

Zhang Dalan said with a smile.

Jiang Dashan nodded and suddenly saw the gauze wrapped around Jiang Linran's neck: "What's wrong with you?"

"She is so tall that someone almost had her neck chopped off on the train."

Before Jiang Linran and the others could speak, Qi Yanzhen rushed to gloat and said loudly.

It attracted several passers-by to look over curiously.

(End of this chapter)

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