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Ni Yang bent down to pat the little girl’s head, laughing as she said, “It’s alright.”

The father and daughter left the aisle and Ni Yang turned into the restroom.

The little girl whispered softly, “Dad, that lady just now was so pretty! Even prettier than mom!”

“Shush.” The man made a “quiet” gesture, “Meimei, lower your voice. Be careful not to let your mother hear.”

The little girl quickly covered her mouth in response.

The father and daughter moved towards the sleeping car.

As they passed a tall, slender woman, her originally tired expression instantly brightened up.

Adorable.

This little girl was just so adorable!

Not just adorable but pretty as well.

The tall, slender woman reconsidered her path and headed into the compartment.

Inside the compartment, various voices of snoring could be heard. The tall, thin woman slapped the sleeping man beside her, “Wake up already, there’s business to be had.”

At her words, the man immediately woke up, “Where? How old?”

The tall, thin woman lowered her voice, “She seems to be around four or five years old. We should keep a close eye.”

There were three types of boxed meals on the train.

One was three cents per serving. Another was eight cents. The last one was two yuan.

The one that Mo Qishen bought was two yuan, containing fried eggs, braised pork, and braised fish cubes. Even though the meal was rich, perhaps because it was cooked in a large pot, the taste was not very good.

Mo Qishen could not eat more than a few bites, but Ni Yang on the opposite side was eating very seriously, every single bite, not a grain of rice was left.

Ni Yang had walked out of hard times, she knew the difficulty of obtaining food, so she held a sublime respect for the food; no matter when, she would not waste it.

This feeling might only be understood by those who have experienced hunger.

Seeing her like this, Mo Qishen felt a twinge of guilt. He picked up his chopsticks again, finishing the rest of his boxed meal.

After undergoing nearly 40 hours on the train, they finally arrived in Guangguan on the noontime of the third day.

Guangguan is a coastal city near Hong Kong and R Country. Compared to the often bustling mainland, Guangguan had many skyscrapers, fashionable young people, and some even using pagers.

At the same time, the temperature in Guanggun was much higher than in Beijing.

The current temperature in Beijing was 10-12 degrees Celsius, needing a cotton padded jacket and a coat. But on the streets of Guangguan, people were in short sleeves and jeans, wearing sunglasses, as if it were still summer.

At this time, the jeans trend had just come over from abroad, so every young person on the street was wearing jeans.

Ni Yang knew that the temperature in Guangguan was much higher than in Beijing, so when she got off the train she was particularly wearing just a thin knit sweater. But, unexpectedly, it still felt scorching.

“Yangyang,” Mo Qishen looked at Ni Yang, “shall we look for a clothing store first?”

Ni Yang nodded, “Sure.”

The two entered a clothing store they found, Ni Yang didn’t bother to choose, she randomly grabbed a set of clothes and headed to the changing room.

However, when she came out of the changing room, Mo Qishen was dazzled.

At this moment, Mo Qishen suddenly remembered a phrase: when a person is good looking, they’ll look good in anything, even a rag.

A simple light pink top and a pair of black baggy pants brought out a unique charm on her.

The shopkeeper immediately went to meet her, “Miss, you look absolutely stunning in this outfit!”

Usually, shopkeepers say things that are half-truths, but today, she had not uttered a single false word.

Throughout her time selling clothes, she had never seen such a beautiful girl.

Ni Yang smiled slightly, “Thank you, how much is this set?”

“28 yuan.”

Ni Yang took out the money and handed it to the shopkeeper.

There were many factories in Guangguan, among them plenty produced non-woven fabrics. However, due to the large area of Guangguan, finding manufacturers that produced non-woven fabrics was a bit challenging.

Although Ni Yang had memories from her previous life, those memories were of her future experiences and it was the 1980s now after all.

Mo Qishen took out two pieces of paper, “Yangyang, these two factories can produce non-woven fabric. Which one do you want to visit first?”

Ni Yang took the paper, “Let’s go to the nearest one first then.”

“Sure.” Mo Qishen nodded.