Chapter 1142： Ministry of Circulation 2

Zhao Xiulan couldn't help worrying about him, this guy never took care of himself.

However, I have been warned, and I just hope that Jiang Cheng can pay attention as much as possible.

After Zhao Xiulan entered the station, Jiang Cheng stood outside for a while, watching the train start before he went back.

When the little daughter-in-law left, Jiang Cheng's heart was suddenly empty, and there was an indescribable sadness.

Zhao Xiulan was also reluctant, but she had to be a lot more rational, knowing that parting was only temporary and would meet again eventually.

Taking the luggage, Zhao Xiulan got on the train.

I still bought the lower bunk. Although it is a little more expensive, it is much more comfortable.

After more than ten days of driving, it must be how comfortable it is, and there is no need to make yourself so tired to save that little money.

Zhao Xiulan found her seat according to the ticket information, sat down, and sat opposite her was an old grandmother with a five- or six-year-old granddaughter.

Seeing Zhao Xiulan coming over, the grandmother chatted up with Zhao Xiulan, "Daughter, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Hui Province."

"Oh, what a coincidence, I also went to Hui Province."

"It's a coincidence, grandma, I'm going to the provincial capital of Hui Province, where did you go to in Hui Province?"

"I'm going to Liancheng."

"It's not far, just get off at my next stop."

"Yeah, we have fate."

After chatting a few words with the grandmother, Zhao Xiulan probably understood something.

The grandmother's surname is Cao, her son and daughter-in-law are in the army, and she is alone with her granddaughter.

Because she wanted to celebrate the New Year with her family, but her son and daughter-in-law couldn't come back, she had to bring her granddaughter here.

After New Year's in the northwest, I came back with my granddaughter.

I could have stayed longer, but there was no food in the northwest, so it would be better to be in Hui Province. The child suffered and went back quickly.

Grandma Cao is kind-hearted and talkative, and Grandma Cao's granddaughter is also very well-behaved.

It is not easy for an old man to take a child on the train for so long.

Along the way, Zhao Xiulan will try to take care of her as much as she can take care of her.

It's not easy for everyone to go out, so if you can help, you will naturally help.

Soon it was noon, and there was nothing to eat on the train, only some coarse grains.

Zhao Xiulan only needed a cup of hot water, and the flight attendant was not bad, and poured her a large tea pot.

I soaked some steamed buns in hot water to eat, and padded my stomach.

Grandma Cao took her daughter and ordered a bowl of black noodles. The soup was always hot, but there was nothing to eat.

But the conditions on the train are like this, and I can only eat it.

The elderly and children do not have much appetite, and a bowl of black noodles is quite enough, so Grandma Cao only ordered one bowl.

Grandma Cao let her granddaughter eat it first, and then eat it after her granddaughter has eaten.

"Grandma Cao, do you want pickles? I brought some pickles. You can try them."

Zhao Xiulan said, and took out the pickled cabbage and radish that Zhao Hong gave.

Grandma Cao politely declined, "What a shame girl, you have to eat on the way."

"Grandma Cao, I can't eat so much by myself, and it's not a good thing. I have other food, you're welcome, try it."

Grandma Cao was not pretentious. She accepted Zhao Xiulan's kindness and added some pickled cabbage and radishes.

In this rudimentary carriage, pickled cabbage and radishes are already considered delicacies.

How much can eat, count as a dish.

Grandma Cao's granddaughter was full after a few bites, and Grandma Cao was reluctant to waste the rest of the noodles, so she ate them all.