Chapter 2197 Cousin is a capitalist lady 16

Hearing footsteps outside, Zhang Yu got up in a daze and looked at the sky outside. Wow, the sun was already high in the sky.

No way, I won’t be late, Zhang Yu immediately got up, put on his clothes, and tried to wake Zhang Hui up.

This girl was silent all the way yesterday, and she was still silent after returning to the hotel. Fortunately, this girl knew how to take a shower and wash her hair, and of course she didn't forget to leave clothes for her to wash.

After taking a shower, she sat quietly on the bed and thought about things. As for when she fell asleep, Zhang Yu really didn't know, because after she washed the clothes and hung them up, she fell asleep directly.

These few days I have been lying under the train seat with my legs and feet curled up and unable to straighten them at all. It can be said that I did not get a good rest.

Lying down on the bed that he hadn't rested on for a long time, Zhang Yu just wanted to say, it's so comfortable. It's really a blessing to sleep till dawn.

Zhang Hui thought about it for most of the night, and kept thinking about what to do next. Although she knew that tomorrow would be hard, she really couldn't fall asleep. In the end, she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

When Zhang Yu woke her up, she was also in a daze. She took out her watch and checked the time. "It's only seven o'clock now. Let's meet at half past eight."

Zhang Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard that it was only seven o'clock. "We're meeting at 8:30, but do we still have to go have breakfast?"

Although she brought back dumplings and buns yesterday, she just found that the dumplings had been eaten up and there was only one bun left. There were only two of them living in the room, so who else could eat it except Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui hummed, "I ate it."

Although Zhang Yu knew that it was impossible for anyone else to eat it except her, she was still quite surprised when it was confirmed. According to the original owner's memory, this person didn't have a big appetite.

What happened? Was the original owner's memory wrong? But when she was at home before, Zhang Yu also found that Zhang Hui didn't eat much, and only ate a little at each meal.

Cooking for herself? Probably not. Although she didn't cook, she would pay attention to these things. Apart from the normal three meals a day, Zhang Hui had never cooked in the kitchen.

Could it be that Zhang Hui usually eats cakes and other snacks alone in the room? It doesn't seem impossible. After all, she has her own room, and if she really wants to eat secretly, no one will find out.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu suddenly understood. It turned out that this person's so-called small appetite was because he usually cooked various special dishes. Pastries and other things must be better than meals. The whole family was eating together, so even if Xue Lei wanted to take more care of him, she couldn't be too excessive.

"Then we'll go to the state-owned restaurant for breakfast."

"Hurry up and pack." Zhang Yu knew that if he didn't urge Zhang Hui, there was no telling how long it would take. "We have to go have breakfast, and then buy lunch."

"Of course, we don't know when we will get to the commune. The hotel staff said yesterday that if we take a bullock cart, it will take four hours. I just don't know how we will get down."

Yesterday they took trucks from the city to the county town. Because there were so many people, two trucks were enough to bring everyone back, but if they went to the communes below, this would be uncertain.

If it is a bullock cart, the commune must send a car over, otherwise how can it get down.

Alas, Zhang Yu felt a headache just thinking about it, and he kept muttering while packing his things.

Zhang Hui had not yet fully sobered up, but as she listened to Zhang Yu's chatter, she slowly became alert. She glanced at her as she was folding clothes, and felt that she was still the same as before, always chattering when something happened, even if everyone thought she was nagging.

Zhang Yu quickly packed up the two of them, turned around and saw Zhang Hui still sitting on the bed stupidly, the anger in his heart immediately came out, "Zhang Hui, please hurry up, we still need to wash up, and then fill the kettle with water."

"I don't know whether I should be separated from that person." Although the lead singer did not behave strangely in the following trip, Zhang Yu was really worried about what would happen if he was assigned to the same commune with her.

What if after a night's rest, the activists have recovered and want to perform well? What should we do then?

Therefore, the safest way is to prepare water in case of emergency and not fight a battle without preparation.

Ah, Zhang Hui also remembered yesterday's experience and couldn't help but shudder, "Don't ever be grouped with them."

Such activists really make Zhang Hui panic. Such activists are really scary. They will stare at people around them all day long.

The two of them quickly washed up and went to the restaurant where they had dinner yesterday. When they arrived, many people were already there. After Zhang Yu asked Zhang Hui for her opinion, they decided to have noodles today and then pack up a few buns.

Everyone was quite confused as to how the two girls could eat so much.

The fellow villager asked Zhang Yu how she could buy so much. "I asked the lady at the restaurant yesterday, and she said it would take four hours if we took a bullock cart to the commune."

"I don't know how long it will take us to get to the commune, so I was thinking about preparing lunch. Otherwise, what if we get hungry?"

"If you arrive at the commune before lunch time, you will have lunch. If you miss lunch time, you can only go back to the village." Zhang Yu said softly.

"Ox cart, that's impossible. When we came here, we were riding in a truck."

"That's right." Everyone thought that it was impossible to travel such a long distance by ox cart.

"We will gather at 8:30. If it really takes four hours, we should come here early in the morning," everyone said.

Someone thought, yes, if that is true, then we would have to leave the commune at four or five in the morning.

Zhang Yu didn’t care. It was their business whether to believe it or not. She had reminded them.

Someone looked at Zhang Yu, then went to ask the waiter. After hearing the definite answer from them, they also bought buns and cooked dumplings. They had to eat them anyway, so wouldn't it be the same whether they bought them in the county town or in the commune?

After breakfast, Zhang Yu returned to the hotel, calculated the time and went downstairs with his luggage. At this time, there were already many people waiting downstairs with their luggage.

As time passed, many communes came with tractors or ox carts to pick up the educated youth from their communes.

At the entrance of the hotel, which was originally crowded, there were only about sixty or seventy people left. They were educated youth from three communes, including the lead singer.

Zhang Yu looked at the activist with a genuine bewilderment, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart kept growing.

A thought came to her mind: could this person really be from the same educated youth group as her? If that were the case, alas.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I yawned and sat down on the curb. Standing is really too tiring. What’s going on? Why hasn’t anyone come yet?

It seemed that if there were no accidents this time, they should still be taken to the commune by a dispatched bus, but after a series of adjustments, it was already half past nine when they set off.

According to people familiar with the matter, it would take at most two hours to get there by car, which made many educated youth feel relieved, after all, they could still make it to the commune in time for dinner.

What no one expected was that the bus was able to be transferred out because it had just come out of the repair shop, and it was transferred out urgently, which means it was not repaired.