In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

After walking out of the simple shack, Song Hongguo saw Xu Jiashu standing against the wall with his hands in his sleeves and stamping his feet coldly. He was not too far away, not too close, which not only gave them a chance to talk privately, but also guarded against anyone approaching. .

This kid is quite clever.

"Are you leaving now?" Xu Jiashu looked at them curiously and asked tentatively, "Isn't it going to the hospital? It's best not to do it right now, it's still a bit eye-catching!"

It seemed that he knew a lot. Song Hongguo raised her eyebrows and said, "If you don't go to the hospital, go to the guest house."

"Hostel?" Xu Jiashu stood on tiptoe and looked at the child she was holding, "Is he okay?"

Song Hongguo said "hmm" casually, and when she went to push the luggage, she discovered a problem. It was too difficult to operate the pushchair with one hand while holding the child in one hand. The road was uneven and it was too strenuous.

Lexus wanted to help, but he was not as tall as the stroller.

Seeing this, Xu Jiashu rolled his eyes and said, "I can help push you to the guest house."

Song Hongguo waited for him to continue, and heard him continue hesitantly, "Do you have medicine in your hand?"

He had vaguely heard something just now. Looking at Ling Zhi's nervousness and panic before he disappeared, he guessed that it was probably that kid who saved him. How?Of course, take medicine.

Song Hongguo nodded and smiled, "Do you want it? Yes, I will give it to you when we get to the guest house, but I don't have much on hand..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xu Jiashu said eagerly, "I just want antipyretic medicine, not much, just a few tablets will do!"

"make a deal!"

After the negotiation was concluded, Xu Jiashu went to pull the cart without hesitation, walked in front, and actively led the way.

Song Hongguo gathered her military coat, and the little bun was pressed against her chest, but she couldn't move. She looked down at Ling Zhi and saw that his face was pale and blue from the cold wind, and she couldn't help but ask, "Can you bear it?"

Ling Zhi endured the tremors that shot up in his bones and said calmly, "I'm fine."

She could hear the sound of teeth hitting each other, but she still said it was okay?

But there is really no other solution at the moment, "Just be patient for now. I'll think of a solution when we get to the guest house. Let's walk faster. You hold on to my coat, don't lose it."

"Um……"

After leaving this private house, Xu Jiashu asked, "Which guest house are you going to? We have two here, one in the county and one at the aluminum factory..."

Song Hongguo said without thinking, "Aluminum Factory Guesthouse."

"The Aluminum Factory Guest House is indeed close to the station and the conditions are good, but the price is also expensive. It is two cents more expensive than the county seat. Are you sure you want to go there?"

"Yeah." She arranged to work in the hospital of the aluminum factory. Where else could she go if not there?

Ling Zhi had seen her documents and clearly understood them. He remained silent, lowered his head and leaned very close to her, as if to hide his face.

Song Hongguo rubbed his head soothingly, held the child with one hand, and held his with the other.

Ling Zhi stiffened, and soon relaxed into the warm and soft package, only to get closer.

……

The station is very close to the aluminum factory, and the road is easy to walk. The straight and spacious cement road still remains so decades later. There are tall poplar trees on both sides. It is still working time, and not many people are passing by on the road. You must know that the aluminum factory has nearly 10 employees, and about [-] people including their families. It is as big as a small town. During off-duty hours, this road is very busy.

After walking for about twenty minutes, they saw the main gate of the aluminum factory. The slogan "Endeavor of the Times" was written in red paint on both sides of the door. There were people standing guard. Song Hongguo knew that they were not pretending to scare people, but were armed with live ammunition. An attack is possible at any time, and the arms factory still needs to have a presence.

Diagonally opposite the main factory is the guest house, a three-story small building, far away from the administrative building of the main factory, but the guest house building is obviously better. It was originally a private residence of a large family, and the owner stayed abroad. It combines Chinese and Western culture, making it very elegant and elegant. There is also a large garden behind it. At the other end of the garden is the factory's workers' hospital.

"We're here." Xu Jiashu stood outside the door, seemingly a little frightened, and didn't lift his feet for a long time.

Song Hongguo has no pressure in this regard at all. In her previous life, she had never seen any high-end hotels in the imperial capital?The guest house in front of me couldn't even compare to the environment of a farmhouse in the previous life. How could it still show its cowardice?

Song Hongguo opened the door calmly and walked in. She looked around casually and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. The design was originally very good, very much like the villas in the Republic of China, but now there are many posts from this era. The propaganda slogans and pictures seem nondescript.

Fortunately, it looks very clean.

"Hello, I need to check in for accommodation." Song Hongguo walked straight to the front desk, dug out a letter of introduction from her canvas bag and handed it to the other party, and asked one more question, "Is heating provided here?"

Those who can work here are from well-off families and have some connections, and they tend to think highly of themselves. But as soon as they saw Song Hongguo come in, they couldn't express their sense of superiority, and they seemed to be a little shorter for no reason. So his attitude became much more polite, "There is no heating, there is a coal stove, but you have to pay extra."

The other party was a woman in her 30s, wearing a navy blue work uniform. The cotton-padded jacket underneath probably didn't fit well, so she looked very bloated. She stared at Song Hongguo's close-fitting sweater and military coat, not hiding her envy.

Song Hongguo ignored her gaze, opened her coat, and took out a handful of change from the inner pocket, "I'll stay here for two days, in a double room, and add a coal stove. How much is the total?"

"Seven cents a day, and a coal stove costs one yuan a day."

In the previous life, one yuan would only buy two steamed buns, but now, it is a day's salary for a worker, which is undoubtedly a considerable expense.

Xu Jiashu's heart ached for her when he saw how happy she was to pay for it.

Because the luggage she brought was too heavy, the other party arranged a room on the first floor for her. After opening the door, he gave her the key and pointed to the things on the table to remind her, "Use the thermos bottle and washbasin carefully. If they break, you will have to pay the original price." .”

"Okay, thank you!" Song Hongguo glanced at the furnishings in the room. They were better than she expected. They had large white walls, green lattice windows, two one-and-a-half-meter wooden beds, and a table in the middle. There were iron thermos bottles on the table. and an enamel basin with red flowers on a white background.

She was really surprised when she saw that there was a bathroom inside the room.

The other party turned around and left to get her a coal stove. Song Hongguo glanced at the bed. The blue and white checkered coarse cloth sheets were very clean. She put down the little bun in her arms and hugged her all the way. Her little body felt warm, but as soon as she put it down , but subconsciously opened his hand, frowned and groaned a few times.

Ling Zhi hurriedly walked over, leaned down, patted his back and coaxed, "Xiaoyuan, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Ling Yuan was not comforted this time. He still struggled uneasily and murmured, "Mom..."

Ling Zhi's expression suddenly changed.

"Mom, I want mom..." The low milky voice, with a hint of crying, was so heart-wrenching.

Ling Zhi's expression became more and more ugly, and he turned stiffly to look at Song Hongguo.

Song Hongguo was stunned for a moment, what do you mean?Immediately he realized, could this little bun think of her as his mother?Is her embrace so full of maternal love?