Chapter 89 Beautiful flowers should not be scattered in the mud
In the little girl's opinion, Wang Yuanchao was wearing too thin clothes, without even a sweater!

In Wang Yuanchao's opinion, the sweater the little girl is wearing can be considered a sweater, but can the outer coat be considered a coat? It is still a single coat for spring and autumn!

The trouser legs were blown by the wind, revealing a section of the calf, so it was obvious that he was just wearing a pair of trousers.

And those shoes are also single shoes!
It was just a sweater, but he asked the little girl to wear it to show her superiority and show her concern for him!

"Whether you're cold or not, let's shake hands and you'll know, right?"

The little girl stamped her feet and put her hands into her sleeves, her meaning was very clear.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"I'm going to the railway guesthouse. Can you help me show the way? I've already bought you two candied haws!"

The little girl couldn't refuse, after all, the other party bought two candied haws.

So the little girl carried the pile of candied haws and led the way.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Today is Monday, don't you have classes?"

The little girl lowered her head, and after a while she spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito:

"I didn't go to school."

Wang Yuanchao had expected this, but he still pretended to be shocked and said:
"How old are you? Why don't you go to school? If you don't learn cultural knowledge, how can you build our motherland in the future?"

The little girl paused, and Wang Yuanchao also stopped.

The little girl's nose and eyes were already wet, and then she continued on her way.

Wang Yuanchao chattered on and on:

"How much money can you make selling candied haws like this? If you really want to make money, can I teach you a way?"

The little girl said nothing, pretending to hear nothing, and then pointed to the guesthouse in front and said:

"That's it!"

Then he turned around and left, not wanting to say another word to Wang Yuanchao.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Etc., etc!"

The little girl even quickened her pace!
"Hey, I also want to buy some candied haws!"

The little girl stopped and hesitated for a while before turning around and walking back, saying in a dilemma:
"Tanghulu can only satisfy your cravings, but you can't eat too much of it, as it's bad for your health."

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Of course I know. I won't eat it right away after I buy it! But your candied haws are really delicious. I want to eat them again next time. Where can I buy them from you?"

The little girl believed it, raised her red nose and said:

"I'm nearby, but not in the same spot as the red armbands that might come and catch me. So I don't know where you can find me."

Wang Yuanchao handed over a dime and said:

"Give me two more!"

The little girl completed the transaction honestly and said:
"How about I come to the guesthouse tomorrow?"

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Why don't you wait for me for a while and let me see which room I live in. Then you can send me two strings of broth every day. No, four strings, how about that?"

How could the little girl refuse? She carried the pile of candied haws and found a sheltered place to wait.

As soon as Wang Yuanchao entered the guesthouse, he put down his large luggage bag, handed over the letter of introduction, and handed over two candied haws, saying:

"Comrade, this is my letter of introduction. I need to apply for accommodation here. I bought this when I just left the train station. It tastes sour and sweet, very good. Please try it too!"

The man took the letter of introduction, and the woman took two candied haws without hesitation, and thanked him with a smile. Wang Yuanchao looked harmless, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The male comrade read the letter of introduction and touched his female colleague, who had already started eating. Following her colleague's instructions, she discovered that the letter of introduction said:

Here is our staff member Wang Yuanchao, (parentheses), who has passed the sixth level of literature and art, (parentheses)...

This bracket is very clever, "Arts Level 6", what does that mean? The director of their guesthouse is only a section-level cadre, and even after somersaults, he can't reach him.

However, for this level, they have to call to verify, arrange the best rooms, and notify the director.

The female colleague chewed and swallowed the candied haws in three or two bites, quickly put the rest on a piece of newspaper, and ran to the office to find the director.

The director came over quickly, looked at the letter of introduction again and again, then looked at Wang Yuanchao in front of him, and said:
"Comrade Wang, hello, I am Wang Bin, the director of the guesthouse, and we are relatives."

They are all part of the same system, and there are rules about the specifications of each level.

Wang Yuanchao nodded and said that it would take some time for him to collect some folk songs.

The director just issued a letter of introduction, saying that he was the creator of "Love My China" and came to Fengtian to collect folk songs and find inspiration for his creation...

As for the mission of the Ministry of Railways, he did not mention it. Why did he mention such a big thing to the people below? Just let them know that Comrade Wang Yuanchao was of high rank, very capable, and had a mission.

He was so young and yet so terrifying. He couldn't imagine that "Love My China" was actually written by this person!
He hurried over to help carry the bag.

The guesthouse is a three-story building, and the director helped Wang Yuanchao choose a south-facing suite.

The sixth level of literature and art is already higher than the department-level cadres. Moreover, they are from the capital and their art troupe is directly under the Ministry of Railways. Except for the specially reserved rooms, Wang Yuanchao can choose the best one!

After completing the check-in procedures, Wang Yuanchao didn't have to pay a penny. Everything was part of the same system, and he just had to pay the bill when he left. It felt so good.

The guesthouse also has heating, and we have our own small boiler room with no shortage of coal. Wang Yuanchao also had to throw the clothes in the equipment column into the space again.

He greeted the director again and again, saying that he did not need any special care and that he was only here to look for creative materials. If he needed help, he would definitely not be polite to Brother Wang!
Director Wang Bin then returned to his office satisfied and reluctantly.

In fact, he really wanted to invite this Wang Laodi, who was a Level 6 literary scholar, to dinner, but what level was he? How could he be so presumptuous and rude?

Wang Yuanchao stuck his head out of the window and saw a bunch of bright red fruits, like pyracantha fruits, leaning against the wall in a daze downstairs, probably basking in the sun to keep warm.

He had no bad intentions. The girl didn't look very old, it's just that girls develop earlier and look more mature.

He simply couldn't bear to see the beautiful flowers scattered in the dust, mixed with the cold rain, and being trampled and broken into pieces bit by bit in the mud.

Not to mention that such flowers should bloom on branches, at least they should be placed in a vase to add a touch of beauty to the surrounding environment, right?

Yes, he simply loves beauty and cares for others.

"Hello~"

He waved downstairs.

The little girl looked around when she heard the sound, then raised her head and saw him leaning half of his body out of the window.

"I'll be right down."

Because he said he had lent his cotton jacket to a female student who was traveling with him on the road, and the female student would return it to the guesthouse later, so the director lent him a military coat.

After leaving the guesthouse, Wang Yuanchao said:
"Do you know where to have breakfast? Can you show me the way? Look, I bought you four candied haws today!"

The girl wanted to say: I have waited for you for too long, I have to go sell candied haws. But Wang Yuanchao's words blocked her, so she could only say:
"Well, I don't know if it's delicious, but there are a lot of people there."

The two soon came to an alley and saw a roadside stall.

Well, it’s impossible for a girl like this to go to a restaurant.

Wang Yuanchao asked in a low voice:
"Boss, do you want food coupons?"

The boss looked up and said:
“You don’t need a ticket, but it will cost half as much.”

Only half the price?
Wang Yuanchao ordered food immediately, but when he looked back, the little girl had disappeared. He wanted to stuff two pancakes into her mouth!
[The three northeastern provinces have relatively developed industries and agriculture. Back then, educated youth from all over the country were starving, but those in the northeast generally did not starve, but it was too cold and they were easily frozen.]

　The new map has been opened. I am not old. Do you have any suggestions? Don’t mention adults. It’s too difficult for adults to operate it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)