The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

"What are you thinking about!" Wen Zijian looked at her shy and timid appearance and said mischievously, "You thought it was a place of entertainment! Why would I take you to that kind of place? I see you are tired, so I will take you to get a foot massage and experience the elegant bathing culture of Yangzhou. Ruofei, you think I, Wen Zijian, am dirty."

"What are you talking about!" Leng Ruofei combed his hair with his hands several times to hide his embarrassment.

The so-called "water foreskin" is Yangzhou's "bathing culture", which is a kind of life enjoyment for Yangzhou people. In addition to bathing, you can also do pedicures, massage feet, beat backs, haircuts... There are many ways. Some people summarize that Yangzhou's "water foreskin" is a baptism from top to bottom, from inside to outside, from spirit to body.

As expected, Leng Ruofei enjoyed it very much. He took a milk bath, which is called milk massage here, and all the muscles and bones in his body were unblocked. There was also a full set of back tapping and massage services. Leng Ruofei also had a comfortable sleep, which really washed away all the fatigue of so many days.

In the early hours of the morning, Wen Zijian was still able to get a midnight snack at the Donglai Inn, which was enough to prove that what he said before was true.

I was feeling lazy and indeed a little hungry.

The midnight snacks were all light, with silken tofu, salted duck, shrimp and meat dumplings, and some refreshing side dishes. Wen Zijian was simply playing the role of a host. This romantic petty bourgeoisie life was really happy.

"Come, try this silken tofu, it's a famous dish in Yangzhou."

"It's so late, you didn't wake the chef up from his sleep, did you?" Leng Ruofei looked at Wen Zijian questioningly.

"how come?"

Unable to resist Leng Ruofei's direct gaze, Wen Zijian surrendered with both hands, "Okay, okay, I admit that the chef made it specially for you, okay?"

"Don't do this next time, it's not good." Leng Ruofei tasted it and found that it tasted very authentic.

"Ruofei, I have something I want to ask you for help with... I want to go back to my hometown. My parents miss me. I wonder if you are willing to go to the countryside in Northeast China with me?"

"Northeast?" Is he really willing to take her with him? Leng Ruofei was excited. It seemed that he had remembered what she said this evening. Of course she was willing.

"Yes, it might be a bit colder. I don't know if you're willing. I'll be back in a few days, so I won't be away for too long. It's quite desolate there, and it's in the countryside, which can't be compared with Yangzhou and Mocheng. If you don't want to..."

"I do!" Leng Ruofei blurted out.

Wen Zijian's smile gradually widened. He kept picking up food for Leng Ruofei, his excitement evident in his words.

Wen Zijian is from Northeast China. When his parents were young, they went to Mocheng to work. Later, their lives gradually improved. They bought a house and moved their household registration there. However, the family goes back to Northeast China every year, mostly during the Chinese New Year. In recent years, he has gone back less often. Every time he goes back, he visits each family and chats about family matters. Grandpa and grandma are still taken care of by my second uncle. They go out less often as they are old. Wen Zijian's father wanted to take the elderly to Mocheng. The elderly went there several times but only stayed for a few days. They still wanted to go back to their hometown, saying that they were not used to living in a building and were more comfortable living in their own bungalow.

During the Chinese New Year this year, Wen Zijian went back home to stay for a week. He had no plan to go back at this time because Leng Ruofei said he wanted to leave here and go to a place where Xiao Yiyang couldn't find him. It was unlikely that he couldn't find him, but it was okay to temporarily leave his sight. And I didn't want to be sneaky.

"Is the temperature in your hometown very low now?" Leng Ruofei suddenly became interested, "Do you need to wear cotton clothes?"

Wen Zijian smiled: "It's okay, it's much lower than here. I'm wearing a windbreaker and a jacket now, but the temperature difference between morning and night is big, so it's better to wear more."

"When are we leaving? Tomorrow?" Leng Ruofei was full, so he wiped his mouth and rested his chin on his hand, waiting for Wen Zijian.

"Tomorrow? Are you in such a hurry?" Wen Zijian didn't expect Leng Ruofei to be so looking forward to it. Instead of going to Bali or Halong Bay, the first place he took her on a trip was to the countryside, which made him feel a little guilty.

"Is it urgent? I just feel like I don't have anything else to do right now. If we leave tomorrow, can you go home more often to visit the elderly? Are we going to take a plane? Do you want me to check tomorrow's flights?"

"Haha, Ruofei, has anyone ever told you that you are really cute?" Wen Zijian likes to have a woman like this, who is by his side, likes to listen to him talk, and is willing to follow him to do things.

"What's the name of your hometown? Is it Nehe?" Leng Ruofei started to check flights. There were no flights from Yangzhou to Nehe. She was a little disappointed. "Oh, there are no flights. There are no flights the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."

"Hahahaha!" Wen Zijian laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He managed to swallow the mouthful of duck meat in his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Leng Ruofei looked at Wen Zijian in surprise. What was so funny about her?

"Ruofei, do you think Nehe is the same as Mocheng? My hometown is in the countryside, and there is no airport there. We can go back to Mocheng first, and then take the train there. My home is in Laha Town, a small town that is not even as good as Mobei." Wen Zijian explained with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Then we'll go back to Mocheng tomorrow." Leng Ruofei suddenly became enthusiastic because he had something to do.

"That's fine, but it might be a bit hard to take the train. You..."

"It's not like I haven't ridden a train before. You must be underestimating me."

There is only one train from Mocheng to Laha per day.

When Leng Ruofei and Wen Zijian boarded the train, it was a little after 1 p.m. They didn't buy a soft sleeper, and because they were in a hurry to buy, the lower berth was also sold out. Wen Zijian bought two middle berths in a hard sleeper at Leng Ruofei's insistence. He brought a lot of seafood with him and sealed four incubators.

Wen Zijian didn't let Leng Ruofei get involved, and carried everything himself. Leng Ruofei was responsible for carrying her own small suitcase and a large bag of food. This was what Wen Zijian bought at the supermarket before, saying that they could eat it in the car.

The sleeper car was packed. Although it was the starting station, there were still many people. Everyone put their luggage on the luggage rack, and Wen Zijian skillfully stuffed the incubator under the lower berth.

The aisle in the hard sleeper car was very narrow, and the passengers coming and going were all carrying large and small bags. Wen Zijian held Leng Ruofei's arm, fearing that she would be hit by pedestrians.

A lady-in-law in the lower bunk warmly invited Leng Ruofei to sit down. Wen Zijian saw that the quilt of the hard sleeper didn't look very clean, and felt a little embarrassed, worried that Leng Ruofei would be wronged. Unexpectedly, Leng Ruofei actually sat down and invited Wen Zijian to sit down.

It was afternoon now, they couldn't possibly climb into the berth so early.

The space was really too small. With three people sitting on the bed, it was already full. It was difficult to turn around. Leng Ruofei took out the tangerines and shared them with his sister-in-law.

The passengers on the opposite side also arrived one after another. The person occupying the lower bunk was a woman in her thirties with a little girl, and the person occupying the upper bunk was actually an old man.

It is said that people in Northeast China are warm and welcoming, and it is true. The woman saw that it was too difficult for the old lady to climb onto the bed, so she offered to exchange beds with her. The old lady thanked her profusely and insisted on paying the difference. Wen Zijian saw that it was not convenient for the woman to climb onto the bed with a child, so he offered to give the middle bed to her and her mother. Leng Ruofei, who was sitting on the lower bunk, blushed and quickly said that he would give his bed to the old lady...

What a harmonious atmosphere! When the conductor came to exchange tickets, everyone was still trying to make way for each other. The atmosphere was very lively. The conductor said, "People in the Northeast are all Lei Fengs," and everyone was happy.

Everything was settled. Leng Ruofei sat on the chair beside the bed and looked out the window. Now they were passing through Mocheng again. This train was a slow train. Wen Zijian told her that although it was slower and took about 18 hours, she could sleep for a night. Otherwise, she would have to transfer to a high-speed train and would have to sit for a long time. She didn't care about these.

"Ruofei, have an orange." Wen Zijian carefully peeled the orange and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Leng Ruofei tucked her long hair behind her ears, took the orange, and chewed it carefully, savoring its sour and sweet taste.

"I'm sorry to have made you suffer. It's my fault for not arranging it well." Wen Zijian kept explaining. He felt bad when he saw Leng Ruofei sitting on the narrow chair.

"What are you doing? I've told you so many times, I'm fine, do you think I'm from a rich family? I lived under a bridge and rummaged through trash cans when I was a kid. I like riding the train, it's a really comfortable feeling. You see, everyone helps each other, the people in the Northeast are really warm and welcoming. You don't even know, when I walked in from the door just now, I stepped on a man's foot, I thought there was something stuck under my foot, I took it and stepped on it a second time, but he didn't say anything to me. If this happened somewhere else, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to let me go."

Wen Zijian smiled and said, "You know what, we Northeasterners really don't care about these things, we are generous. Most of the passengers who take this slow train are going to the north of Nehe, as there is only this one direct train. The other passengers are more frugal, and you should be able to tell from their clothes. I haven't taken this train for a long time. Come on, I'll take you to a place with fewer people."

After walking through several carriages, Wen Zijian and Leng Rufei arrived at the dining car. Sure enough, there were still many empty seats here, and several tables of young men and women were eating and chatting.

"How can there be such a good place? Is there no one sitting here?" Leng Ruofei was curious. The aisle of the carriage and the space between the two carriages were obviously full of people, so why was there an empty seat here?

Wen Zijian smiled mysteriously and said, "Come, sit down first." He chose an empty table and asked Leng Ruofei to sit down. Then, he called the waiter of the restaurant.

The waiter was a train conductor who spoke Northeastern dialect, wore a white apron on his chest and a uniform similar to that of a train conductor.

"Excuse me, is there any delicious fruit plate?"

"Sorry, no."

"…Are there any drinks?"

"Yes, but this is a dining car, mainly a place for dining."

"...What dishes are available?" After talking for so long, Wen Zijian felt a little embarrassed. He had come here to eat several times before, and it seemed that he could order whatever he wanted.