Seventy: After going to the countryside, I became the boss's favorite

It was not until the train stopped in Luohe City that Gu Jiamo said goodbye to Jiang Wei with reluctance.

Seeing that she was leaving, Jiang Wei couldn't help but feel a little reluctant, and said to her: "It's getting late, don't take those rickshaws. If you have enough money, stay in the city and go to the Qianshan Brigade tomorrow. And... remember to write to me!"

As early as on the train, Jiang Wei told Gu Jiamo her address in Suzhou so that she could write to her later.

Gu Jiamo had already gotten off the train, looking disheveled with all her bags, but at the moment she was smiling very happily and waved her hand vigorously at Jiang Wei: "Don't worry, I will definitely write to you, my friend! Be careful on the train, especially those who deliberately approach you!"

Before she could finish her words, the train blew its whistle and rattled away from Luohe Station.

Jiang Wei still had half of her body exposed and was waving vigorously at Gu Jiamo.

Gu Jiamo suppressed the heat in her eyes and waved as well. This was the first friend she made in this era.

They were not the original owner’s friends, but her, Gu Jiamo’s friends.

She waited until the train was far away before she slowly walked out of the platform.

There were bicycles parked in groups outside the station. Seeing Gu Jiamo standing alone, he quietly approached her and asked her if she wanted to take a ride...

Although these things are prohibited by the higher-ups, people below still have to make a living, and the people at the station turn a blind eye to these behaviors. As long as they are not excessive, they generally don't care.

If it were at the beginning, Gu Jiamo might have considered taking a ride.

But just now Jiang Wei specifically told her not to take a rickshaw. She knew that Jiang Wei's family must be quite influential. Since she said that, Gu Jiamo naturally had to listen.

After all, she now lives in an era without surveillance.

She went to the state-owned restaurant next door and ordered a bowl of noodles with braised pork.

A bowl of noodles with meat sauce costs fifty cents, but you don’t need a food coupon to eat it at night. Gu Jiamo smelled the aroma of meat and couldn’t help swallowing.

The meat sauce was stir-fried in oil and served with diced tofu and mushrooms. In the winter near dusk, Gu Jiamo had a bowl of piping hot meat sauce noodles. She didn't feel alive until sweat formed on her forehead.

After dinner, she went to the lady at the front desk to ask about the location of the city guesthouse.

Fortunately, the guesthouse was not far from the train station, so it shouldn't take her long to walk there. However, when her elder sister saw her carrying so many bags and looking so thin, she couldn't help but feel sympathy for her.

"I'll be off work in ten minutes. If you're not in a hurry, just wait a moment. I'll take you there on the shop's cart."

State-owned restaurants naturally have vehicles for daily purchases, but such tools are generally not loaned out. But if internal employees use them themselves, no one will say anything.

Gu Jiamo knew that she was kind-hearted, so she took note of the favor and rummaged through her bag, pulling out something that looked like a wide-mouthed white porcelain rouge box. It looked similar to the clam oil of this era, but it was the nourishing jade paste that Gu Jinze had given to Chen Xiufang and her.

"Sister, this is the jade-nourishing paste that my father prepared himself. It is the most effective for treating chapped skin. Look at me. Although my face is sallow, I don't have any chapped skin at all, right?"

The weather in Luohe City is similar to that in Beijing, but Luohe City is located in a plain and there are no tall buildings, so the wind seems to be stronger. When Gu Jiamo just got off the car, she thought a knife was cutting her face, and she quickly put her old-fashioned scarf back on.

The lady at the front desk just had good intentions, but after hearing what Gu Jiamo said, she couldn't help but be moved. She saw that Gu Jiamo's face was so tender, and although it was a little yellow, it wasn't chapped, and there wasn't even a pockmark on it.

Most women in the world love to be pretty. No matter what age a woman is, her love for being pretty never changes.

So the lady at the front desk took it with a smile and put it in her pocket...