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After nightfall, the two finally rode back to the door.

"We're back. Maomao hasn't seen you for a long time. She's almost crying!" Zeng Jingcai held Maomao and waited for the two of them at the door of Song's house. "Don't go back. Just put the car in my yard and push it back after dinner." .”

Lin Qian took the aggrieved Maomao and hugged her tightly as soon as the little one came into her arms, still holding the clothes on her shoulders with her left hand.

In the living room, Grandma Song had already prepared a table of delicious dishes waiting for them.

"Grandma, why did you kill the hen that was still laying eggs at home?" Lin Qian was secretly speechless as she looked at the fragrant chicken soup.

Under the current policy, each household can only raise two chickens. The two hens of the Song family were given to Granny Song and they were raised very well and basically laid eggs every day.

"It's cold, drink chicken soup to keep warm. When it gets colder, grandma will pick some eggs and bring them back to hatch for the remaining hen." Grandma Song replied with a smile.

The few of us ate until the moon rose. Before we left, we felt that there were still many words left unsaid, but even if there were thousands of words, they would only turn into two words in the end - take care!

After the two adults and one child finished their meal, they went home with a pound of peach cakes, peanut candies, ice cream and other daily necessities that Zeng Jingcai bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

We just agreed at the dinner table that the bicycle would be left at Song's house, and that Lin Qian would take the radio to her later.

Not long after I got home, before the water for bathing was boiled, someone came to buy a sewing machine.

Gao Xiaoan ordered all the votes, helped tie up the sewing machine, and stood in the yard after sending people out. His eyes slowly looked at the home where he had lived for more than ten years. He wondered when he would come back.

Lin Qian packed the medicine she bought in the afternoon into one of the suitcases that still had some room. The suitcase was quite large and I don’t know what kind of wood it was made of. It looked very heavy, but the empty suitcase was quite light when lifted. .

Gao Xiaoan came in and locked the two suitcases, and then Lin Qian rushed to help Maomao wash up. She had to get up early tomorrow and have a good rest tonight.

After drying her hair, Lin Qian turned off the lights in the room and entered the space with the money bag Gao Xiaoan gave her in the afternoon.

After opening the medicine box in the space, she picked up an amoxicillin and an ibuprofen and put them in the bag.

Both versions of the medicine were packaged in aluminum with no printed words. Lin Qian took a pen and paper and copied the main functions, usage and dosage from the instructions of the two medicines, and put them in together.

This was the last thing she could do for the Song family before meeting again.

Lin Qian woke up at five o'clock in the morning the next day.

I turned on the light and put on my clothes. After opening the door, a gust of cold wind hit me. It was almost November and it was getting colder and colder.

The light in the master bedroom was not on, so Gao Xiaoan gently opened the door and came out, saying to Lin Qian: "Maomao is still sleeping. I'll wake him up later when the meal is ready."

Lin Qian nodded, and the two of them walked to the kitchen and started making dry food for the train.

Boil six eggs in water, bake three pots of dry white flour pancakes, put them on a plate, let them cool, wrap them in oil paper, add the chicken cakes and peach cakes at home, as well as small apples and oranges , enough to eat on the way.

Then Lin Qian cooked three bowls of clear soup noodles, each with an egg. She added less soup, fearing that it would be inconvenient to go to the toilet on the train.

After waking up Maomao for breakfast, he asked without knowing anything: "Mom, are we going to take the train today to pick up our grandparents and go home?"

Gao Xiaoan touched his head and coaxed: "Maomao, finish the noodles quickly. Mom will have a few words with you on the train later."

At six o'clock, Zeng Jingcai took her nephew on time, pushing a bicycle and knocked on the door of Lin's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he handed Gao Xiaoan a bag and said, "My nephew Zeng Wenbin and I have already had breakfast. The rice balls in this bag were made by grandma in the morning. They contain vegetables and meat. You can eat them on the train at noon."

Gao Xiao'an didn't say any polite words to her, took it and put it into Lin Qian's crossbody bag.

Their luggage now consists of two locked boxes, two large backpacks, and two cross-body bags.

One messenger bag contained food for the train, and the other contained a small thin quilt for Maomao to cover when she slept in the car.

Several people put the box on the back seat of the bicycle and tied it up. The backpack was tied on the seat of the bicycle, and the two messenger bags were placed in the basket in front of the bicycle.

Gao Xiaoan finally stepped out of the door and locked the door with a big lock in her hand.

Grandma Song was waiting for them at the door of Song's house. Gao Xiaoan went up and held her hand, "Grandma, take care of yourself! I haven't learned how to make flower rolls and steamed buns yet."

"Okay, okay!" Grandma Song's voice was choked, "When you come back, Grandma will teach you how to make egg-filled pancakes and chive boxes."

While the two were talking, Lin Qian hung the small cloth bag on the jujube tree of the Song family on the pretext of going to the toilet.

After saying goodbye reluctantly, the four adults and one child faced the rising sun, pushed their bicycles, and walked to the train station.

The bicycle was pushed by Zeng Jingcai and her nephew Zeng Wenbin, and Maomao was placed on a box on the back seat of one of the bicycles.

Gao Xiaoan and Lin Qian were holding the box on the back seat of the bicycle.

The train station is on the east side, and it took several people an hour of walking to get there.

The train station in this era can be said to be quite simple. The waiting hall inside is not big, but it is crowded with people. Some passengers brought several large packages and were almost surrounded by their own luggage.

Passengers taking the train and their families who came to see them off were saying their final farewells outside the waiting hall.

The cries of separation, the noise of children, the scolding of ticket inspectors, and the sound of trumpets kept coming.

Lin Qian picked up Maomao in the back seat. He was not frightened, but looked around curiously.

The scene and the flow of people are comparable to the Spring Festival travel season before the high-speed rail came out.

There was only one platform ticket, and only one of the aunt and nephew could go in and take them to the train.

Zeng Jingcai hugged Lin Qian's family and pretended to be strong: "I won't send it away. Let Wenbin carry the box for you and send you to the platform! Remember to write to me when you get to Harbin!"

"Yeah!" There was water surging in Gao Xiaoan's eyes. She turned around and wiped her eyes quickly and said, "I will send you the red sausage from Harbin in the future!"

"Also, I asked Sissi to hang a small cloth bag on your jujube tree. Remember to pick it up. Our two families are so close. If you keep being polite, I won't write to you in the future!"

"Who are you being polite to?" Zeng Jingcai untied the rope that tied the luggage and called her nephew to come and get it.

Unlike his aunt, Zeng Wenbin is a taciturn person.

Without saying a word, he picked up a backpack, put it on his back, and then lifted two large boxes with his left and right hands seemingly effortlessly.

Zeng Jingcai said with some pride: "Wen Bin used to be a soldier in the army, and he just returned from his job this year. He is strong enough, you can just carry the rest of your luggage. The most important thing is to watch Maomao, there are many kidnappers at the train station!"

Seeing that he did have some energy left, Gao Xiaoan picked up another bag and then slung a cross-body bag on his body.

Lin Qian immediately picked up another cross-body bag, then hugged Maomao and walked to the front. She had all the tickets.

After showing their tickets and platform tickets, the ticket inspector used scissors to cut the tickets and tell them which platform they should wait on.

It was still more than half an hour before the train departed. Their train was not the starting point. The train had not yet entered the station, and the platform was full of people.

The sadness of parting invades everyone who is about to leave like a cold wind.

Ten minutes later, the whirring whistle came from far to near, drowning out the noise on the platform. The roar of the train attracted the attention of everyone on the platform.

Lin Qian looked up and saw that the train they were on was approaching.