In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Having received the receipt, the convoy left the Hongshan Research Area overnight and returned to Malan Town, where they got the receipt stamped again and were then arranged for accommodation.

It was already 2 a.m., and Wang Xingguo and his team were exhausted. They would rest here for a day before heading back to Daheyan to take the train back to Beijing.

Wang Xingguo slept until the afternoon of the next day, when he woke up hungry.

Living conditions here are harsh, and water is extremely scarce, so washing facilities are limited.

Wang Xingguo secretly took some food out of his spatial storage to eat. After filling his stomach, he went out to watch them inspect the vehicles.

Time flies, and it was the next morning. Wang Xingguo and his team found the staff and asked them to let the vehicles pass.

The convoy set off again and, after driving for more than ten hours, arrived at Daheyan Railway Station.

After handing the vehicle back to the relevant department, Wang Xingguo and his team boarded the train for their return journey.

This time, the train I took was a civilian train, and there were no sleeper berths available, so I could only take a hard seat back.

When I returned to Beijing, it was already June 16, 1961.

After submitting the receipt, Wang Xingguo was given a seven-day holiday.

Generally speaking, if he is in charge of the transportation tasks of his four departments, he will only be given five days off to recover his energy.

However, this time he was temporarily assigned to escort more important supplies, so he will be rewarded with two extra days of leave.

Wang Xingguo had always wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get some beef or mutton there, but unfortunately, he didn't have the chance because his itinerary didn't allow for any stops.

Wool is great! It's perfect for making wool jerky, which is convenient to eat on the train and pass the time.

Unfortunately, he hasn't had the chance yet. He plans to take advantage of this holiday to see if he can get a cow and make some beef jerky, which would be quite nice.

He has the ability to make dried meat jerky because in this space, he can summon wind with just a thought, and dried meat only needs temperature and wind to be made.

The beef jerky and pork jerky he made this time were all made in this way.

Wang Xingguo went to the company bathhouse for a bath, and then found a People's Liberation Army soldier who was on the same mission, and they scrubbed each other's backs.

That's the downside of the company bathhouse; there are no personal scrubbers, so everyone has to help each other scrub.

After changing into clean clothes, Wang Xingguo went to get his bicycle and rode it home.

This mission has been going on for so long, and I've encountered more and more people with edema on the road.

Wang Xingguo recalled the meals in the town canteen of Malan Town, which consisted of two cornbread buns and a bowl of wild vegetable soup.

Wang Xingguo felt a pang of sadness, because he felt he could do more and better, but he was afraid of dying and dared not do it.

When Wang Xingguo returned to the gate of the compound, it was already 2 p.m. A security guard he didn't recognize pulled him aside and said, "Director Wang, you're back."

Wang Xingguo nodded, then asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Is there something you need?"

The security guard, surnamed Chen, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Director Wang, my family is running into a financial crisis. Could you help me get some food?"

Wang Xingguo froze upon hearing this, and after a moment he asked, "What happened? Did something happen at your home?"

The security guard surnamed Chen shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Director Wang, my hometown has suffered from disasters for the past two years, and my parents can't hold on any longer. I've tried my best to save food, but I've only managed to save a few pounds of cornmeal. I'd like to ask you for help in getting some food so I can use my leave to carry it back home..."

Wang Xingguo looked at the Chen-surname security guard with red eyes, paused for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "I'll go get some food for your security department, but the amount probably won't be much. You can divide it up as you see fit. I'm risking my life to get food for you, and I hope that if anything happens to my family in the future, you'll help protect them."

The security guard surnamed Chen nodded emphatically and said, "I guarantee that if anyone dares to bully Director Wang's family, I'll fight them to the death!"

Wang Xingguo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll get you some food later, but this is only for your security department to know, and you're not allowed to spread it outside."

The security guard surnamed Chen nodded repeatedly, his eyes welling up with tears. He dared not ask Wang Xingguo, whom he was not very familiar with, for help if there was any other way.

But he was helpless. His hometown in Shandong was suffering from a severe drought, and the summer harvest was almost completely lost. There was even a possibility that the autumn harvest would also be lost.

As a son, he couldn't just ignore whether his parents lived or died...

Wang Xingguo sighed, returned home, and held Li Xiuping in his arms for a long time.

Li Xiuping asked, "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xingguo replied, "It's nothing, I just missed you, my wife."

"I miss you too, honey. Our son has been making 'papa' sounds a lot these past few days, and I was thinking you'd be so happy to hear it when you come back."

Wang Xingguo released Li Xiuping and said with a smile, "Is our son asleep?"

Li Xiuping nodded and said, "You just fell asleep not long ago. Are you hungry? I'll go make you some noodles."

Wang Xingguo shook his head and said, "No, let's steam some mixed grain buns. You can keep the refined grains for yourself. I'll be fine."

Li Xiuping ignored Wang Xingguo's advice. She knew that Wang Xingguo was working outside and must not be eating or sleeping well. If she didn't give him some fine food to supplement his nutrition, how could his body take it?

Wang Xingguo himself didn't realize that since changing jobs, he had lost a lot of weight, and the fat on his face had visibly decreased.

Although his eyes were still bright, Li Xiuping felt heartbroken seeing her husband so thin.

The family ran out of eggs a long time ago, and they can't buy any more now. In addition, Li Xiuping never eats alone and always saves the eggs for the whole family to eat together, so they ran out of eggs a week ago.

There was no more canned food. Because a former neighbor of the Wang family had fallen ill with edema, they came here seeking help. Li Xiuping took it upon herself to give the remaining canned luncheon meat to these former neighbors of the Wang family.

However, the family wasn't completely empty-handed; at least Li Zhengang brought over a few sausages, which his father had brought back.

Li Zhengang and Wang Xingguo are childhood friends. Knowing that Wang Xingguo's job requires him to travel frequently, he was worried that Wang Xingguo's family situation was not good, so he sent these sausages over.

Li Xiuping chopped the sausage into small pieces, stir-fried it, added shredded cucumber, then blanched and cold-dressed spinach, and cooked a large bowl of noodles.

Wang Xingguo started eating noodles, picking up large pieces of sausage and insisting on giving them to Li Xiuping.

Li Xiuping couldn't refuse his kindness and obediently ate it.

Wang Xingguo said cheerfully, "Honey, I'm going out for a walk tonight to see if I can get some nutritional supplements for the family. Don't worry too much, I'll take care of everything."

Li Xiuping nodded and said, "Okay, be careful and stay safe."

After Wang Xingguo finished eating, there were still quite a few noodles left, so he urged Li Xiuping to eat them as well.

He returned to his room and saw his son, who was sweating from sleeping in the heat, so he took a fan and started fanning him.

He put the idea into his space, took out 100 catties of pork from the ice cellar to thaw, and then marinated it before hanging it up to dry. He used the power of his space to create wind to blow on it continuously. By drying and blowing it, he should be able to make it into dried cured meat.

It shouldn't be much different from the cured pork from Guangzhou, except that it doesn't add as much sugar to make it sweet. Otherwise, they should look pretty much the same.