HBWnovel Chapter 665 The 80s (14)
Chapter 665 The 80s (14)
With more than a month to go before the start of the new semester, which doesn't begin until mid-September, Wangyou thought about it and decided to research how Western medicine can fight cancer.
The research results speak for themselves. She had already succeeded in her research on traditional Chinese medicine, and the speed of Western medicine was naturally faster. However, Western medicine has some side effects, but compared to being alive, these side effects are insignificant.
However, the side effects of forgetting worries have not been eliminated. We have to find some work for the people in the pharmaceutical research institute, otherwise they will be too idle all day long.
Most of the people in Wangyou's generation went to university, and even more studied medicine. However, Wangyou, the initiator, did not study medicine.
With school starting soon, Wangyou decided not to fly this time; she'd take the train instead. She didn't bring anything with her; she doesn't like carrying things when she goes out. In her words, she only needs to bring money, and everything else is a burden.
However, her mother, Liu, was not entirely at ease and insisted on giving her some food and drinks, so Wangyou had no choice but to bring them along.
Upon arriving at the station, Wangyou suddenly saw a patch of green and, after a moment's thought, realized that this train was actually picking up new recruits.
"Back when your dad and I sent your brother off to join the army, it was just as lively," Liu Manni said with some emotion.
"Dad, Mom, why don't you come to Beijing with me?"
"Let's wait a couple of days. There's a lot going on at home, and it's not convenient to leave." The two were somewhat tempted, but each had something they couldn't bear to part with.
"Alright then!" Having failed again, Wangyou was used to it. She would probably find it strange if the two of them agreed immediately.
Wangyou waved to her parents to hurry up and drive back, while she leisurely walked through the crowd to find the carriage where she was.
However, the station was a bit lively. There were parents sending their children off to join the army, children of childhood sweethearts who had to part ways, and children playing around with familiar faces.
Wangyou suddenly wondered how long it had been since she had seen such a vibrant scene full of life. Sometimes she herself found it strange that a girl who grew up in the mountains would have so many strange obsessions with cleanliness.
As for why Wangyou took the train, it was because she needed to go to Heilongjiang Province first. A machinery factory there had paid her a lot of money to go there. Although she didn't care about the money, she was willing to have fun, and she could also ask her mentor for leave openly.
After boarding the train, Wangyou found that the carriage was even more lively than the outside. There were even people bringing live chickens on the train. Fortunately, her seat was not in this carriage. She walked over and finally found a place to stop. The carriage closest to hers was occupied by the new recruits.
I just don't know where these recruits are from.
There were no people reserving seats, and no dramatic performances; the stories were completely different from what she had heard. Wangyou felt a little disappointed.
The next day at noon, a group of soldiers boarded the train. They seemed to have just come from the mountains, their bodies covered in mud and sweat.
Wangyou's thoughts started to wander. Maybe she could linger in Heilongjiang Province for a while and then take a trip to the southwest to visit her dear brother. That way, she could return to school a little later. She believed that her advisor would definitely approve her leave if he knew she was going to do something important.
At most, I'll get a little scolding when I get back, but that's nothing.
If she hadn't been recommended for graduate school, she wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths to ask for leave!
Wangyou felt sorry for herself for a second, then saw the flight attendant pushing a boxed meal over and decisively took out her money to buy one.
"You smell like sweat, you stink!" The woman opposite her, smelling the sour stench, moved closer to the car window with some disgust.
Wangyou saw that the soldier across the aisle blushed and looked a little flustered. In his nervousness, his stomach suddenly growled, and in an instant, his face turned as red as a boiled duck. Wangyou suddenly found it quite cute.
However, the smell is indeed unpleasant; the only difference is whether it's said or not.
Wangyou guessed that these people had probably finished their mission and hadn't eaten at least once, and probably didn't have any money on them. After thinking for a moment, Wangyou finished a meal in five minutes and then went to find the flight attendant who sold food.
"Sister, do you still have any boxed lunches left?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
How many copies are left?
"There are about thirty more portions left."
“Well then, I’ll take them all. A group of soldiers came to my carriage. They must have just finished a mission and probably haven’t eaten in a long time. Give these boxed meals to them. I know they have rules. Just say that the train is giving them away to the soldiers for free.” Wangyou said while counting the money.
"Young lady, you are so kind."
"It's nothing. My brother is also a soldier. He must have gone through the same thing. It's all about loving the house because of the people in it. By the way, if it's convenient, make more. I don't think one serving will be enough for them. My brother was injured before, and his appetite doubled!"
"Okay, since you've already paid, it's no trouble for us to go the extra mile. You're all our good comrades."
"Then I'll trouble you, sister. I'll head back now. Oh, and give me a pound of these oranges. The car smells a bit off; I'll eat these to calm it down."
"it is good."
Wangyou returned carrying a bag of oranges and casually gave one to the child across the street.
"Thank you sister."
"You're welcome."
Wangyou rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the scenery outside the window. The flight attendants were quick, and the soldiers, who had been starving for a long time, gratefully accepted the boxed meals and ate them. Each of them received two portions, and not a single bite was left.
Wangyou was thinking about drones. She had wanted to buy a private plane before, but it could only be bought from abroad, as it was too troublesome to buy domestically for the time being. However, she learned about something called drones from abroad, which she found quite interesting.
Since we're in Heilongjiang Province this time, it's not impossible to make it while we're at it.
Without further ado, Wangyou pulled a notebook from her bag and quickly got into the zone, scribbling and drawing.
As Wangyou focused intently on her drawing and writing, she gradually lost track of time. Lost in her art, she began humming a tune, though no one could understand what she was saying, as it was all jumbled and incoherent.
The people opposite got off the bus and then got back on. When Wangyou looked up, it was already dark, and she felt a sudden soreness in her neck.
When Wangyou looked up, she found that the person sitting opposite her was actually a person wearing a green military uniform. When she looked up, good heavens, there were green military uniforms all around her. She had only been drawing for a while, but it felt like she had woken up to a completely different world.
However, Wangyou didn't care. She lowered her head and began to organize the drawings, picking out the scraps and tearing them into pieces.
"Why did you tear it up?" the person on the other end suddenly asked anxiously. Before Wangyou could react, the draft was snatched away.
"Useless blueprints only have one destination: the trash can. But even discarded drafts aren't without their value. We can't let them fall into other people's hands. Tearing them up is the safest option," Wangyou explained helplessly.
"But this drawing is pretty good. You're too daring, drawing on the train. Why didn't you buy a sleeper berth?"