Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

In this day and age, the most convenient way to travel is by train.

The least convenient way is by train.

After all, there were only slow, green trains that kept making a clattering sound and stopped at every station.

Moreover, due to some decision-making errors, we took a detour in 1987.

But to go to such a far place, you can't do it without taking the train.

"Brother Zhao, I need to take leave. Could you do me another favor?"

Lu Weiguo was so righteous, he didn't dare call Lu Jiahuan, but instead called Zhao Kaishan directly.

"What the hell? You're going to Shanghai? What, you can't live without a wife? You have to see her? If you ask me, you just can't control yourself!"

After listening, Zhao Kaishan said, half-jokingly.

But as soon as Lu Weiguo heard this, he felt a chill under his pants as a gust of cold wind blew in.

He was so frightened he almost hung up the phone.

"Huh? You're getting angry already? Can't you take a joke? I didn't say I wouldn't give you leave. Look at you, I had Zhao Jia Huan keeping an eye on your family."

"I'll buy you the train ticket too, definitely a sleeper berth! Is that alright now? And... I'll give you a note, calculate it as an official business trip for you, and reimburse your round-trip travel expenses!"

Zhao Kaishan noticed that Lu Weiguo hadn't spoken for a long time.

I thought this great contributor to reform and opening up was angry.

Little did he know that he dared not be angry; he was afraid of losing his little brother.

"Thanks, Brother Zhao. I was in a hurry to leave this time, so please tell Jia Huan for me, and also keep an eye on Lao Chen for me. Ask Lao Chen for details."

"That young Lü saved my life, I must help his family with their problems."

Lu Weiguo dared not ask Zhao Jiahuan for leave in person.

"Old Chen told me that he asked me to what extent I could handle it. I told him to handle it impartially, but to give the strictest punishment."

Lu Weiguo was relieved to hear this.

Later generations called this discretionary power, but at that time there was no such professional term for it.

When it comes to turning a blind eye to one thing and a blind eye to another, it's best to turn a blind eye to both.

To get to Shanghai, you need to transfer in Harbin.

The tractor set off early the next morning.

They took the elderly couple, Li Guangrong and his wife, home.

The tractor was parked in the yard.

The driver arranged by Zhao Kaishan had been waiting for half a day.

The trunk was packed full of food.

As the saying goes, "A poor family should travel with plenty of money," meaning you should bring not only money but also food for the next few days.

Lu Weiguo was already carrying two large sacks when he saw the four woven bags that filled the trunk.

My whole body went numb.

but!

This is all out of kindness from others; you wouldn't feel comfortable refusing it in front of the driver.

Saying goodbye to my father-in-law's family.

The driver drove the father and son to Harbin.

There was only one train from Harbin to Shanghai back then.

Commonly known as two nights and one day.

We boarded the train at 4 PM, arrived in Jinan at noon the next day, and reached Shanghai around 7 or 8 AM the following morning.

Moreover, this bus only runs twice a week.

Two vehicles traveled back and forth.

If you miss it, you'll have to wait another three days.

Upon checking the schedule, Zhao Kaishan immediately arranged for a driver to take him directly to Harbin.

"Daddy, Daddy! This is a car! It's so warm to sit in."

"Dad, Dad, will my little sister be scared home alone?"

"Dad, look! Why is that river so wide?!"

"Daddy! Daddy!!!"

A rare opportunity for personal time.

Lu Jiacheng's mouth never stopped.

It was his first time traveling far from home, but he wasn't scared at all; on the contrary, he became increasingly excited.

At that time, there were no expressways, only national highways.

The national highway is winding and rugged, with each section being the responsibility of a different village, and the level of construction varies.

Fortunately, the driver was skilled and had known Lu Weiguo for a long time.

They sped along the road at breakneck speed.

We finally arrived at Harbin Railway Station around 2 p.m.

After getting off the bus, Lu Weiguo and his son were covered in packages.

Lu Weiguo carried a burlap sack in front and a burlap sack in back, filled with various kinds of meat and fruits unique to Northeast China.

Two ropes were sewn onto the burlap sack, making it look similar to a schoolbag.

Then he had two more woven bags hanging on his shoulders.

She was also carrying one in her hand.

Lu Jiacheng was even more amusing, with a backpack on his back and three dark green shoulder bags with red stars hanging in front.

He was also carrying the wooden carving he made for his mother.

Judging from their appearance, they must have gone to visit the wife's mother who was going to university.

Those who don't know this are just like the migrant workers of later generations.

Even the pedestrians waiting in line at the Harbin train station kept their distance out of disgust.

It's not that I'm complaining about carrying too much stuff.

Instead, they complained that the two of them took up too much space.

"Weiguo, wait for me a minute, I'm going to get a ticket. Don't lose it, it'll be reimbursed when we get back."

Moreover, Secretary Zhao made an exception and arranged a soft sleeper for me; when I got my reimbursement, he just wrote, "The hard sleeper tickets were sold out."

Having a driver is great.

As long as he's there, he can arrange everything perfectly for you.

A lower berth in a soft sleeper costs 80.1 yuan.

Lu Weiguo remembers very clearly that the first time he went to Shanghai in his previous life, he also traveled in a soft sleeper train.

However, it wasn't because he was rich; it was because he genuinely couldn't buy a ticket.

He traveled by train for two nights and a day without eating a single bite, because all his money had gone to the train tickets.

But in this life...

Lu Weiguo looked at the large and small bags hanging on his body.

They were so angry at themselves and their son that they laughed.

"Is the son heavy? If he is, then share some with the father."

The two entered the waiting room.

The train to Shanghai did not stop at the main station in Bingcheng, but at Sankeshu Station, which later became Bingcheng East Station.

At that time, the East Station was just a small bungalow.

Security checks and all that stuff, that's all nonsense.

Seeing Lu Weiguo carrying large and small packages, they asked what they were and then let him pass.

"Dad, I can hardly see you anymore, I don't need your help."

The more excited he was in the car, the more shy Lu Jiacheng became now that he had met so many people.

I still haven't experienced enough.

Seeing so many people for the first time, Lu Jiacheng kept hiding in Lu Weiguo's arms.

Taking the train back then was very simple; you just had to know when the train was coming.

The train conductor then used a loudspeaker to shout in the waiting room.

Whoever's car it is, that's who gets to ride; there are ticket checks on the train anyway.

of course.

The inspection wasn't very thorough.

Many people ran to the next carriage as soon as they saw the ticket check, and kept trying to avoid it.

For those traveling short distances, they can get off at the last carriage.

Or they hide in the bathroom.

Or under the car seat.

Especially for children, even if the train staff sees them, they won't say anything.

One trip.

Two trips.

Three trips.

Lu Jiacheng kept craning his neck to look at the train.

He waited until the 155th train he was supposed to take arrived.

Only a handful of people stood up.

"Oh my god, don't touch me! You guys go over there, this is the sleeper berth!"

As they walked out of the waiting room, a woman in jeans looked at the father and son with disdain.

"Auntie, my dad and I are over there; we're in a sleeper car."

Lu Jiacheng blinked, speaking in a cute yet earnest tone.

The woman was stunned for a moment, but then she realized what was happening.

"Who's your auntie?! I'm only twenty!! I'm your sister!! Come back here! Who are you calling auntie?!"