Fast travel to the front line of eating melons in the world

Seeing the car arrive, Zhang Yu rushed into it, leaned out, and waved to the outside, saying, "Mom and Dad, give me the things."

As they passed things around outside, Zhang Yu quickly stuffed the things into the lower compartment. Now she had to stuff them in, because this would be her resting place at night.

That's right, this is where she rests at night. As for the two seats upstairs, Zhang Hui can rest there, since she's being paid for it.

After she busied herself with getting the items in, they were quickly brought in. Just as she put them down, Zhang Hui, escorted by Zhang Tao and others, arrived at the carriage.

Looking at the neatly arranged carriage, Zhang Hui exclaimed, "Sister, you're so fast!"

"It's alright, after all, I do it often, so of course I'm quick."

"By the way, you can sit inside." Zhang Yu gestured for Zhang Hui to sit inside.

Zhang Tao was very satisfied with Zhang Yu's performance, and said, "Take good care of her on the way."

Zhang Yu hummed in agreement, "I know." After all, whether she could live a life of luxury in the future depended on this capitalist's daughter, so he absolutely could not be allowed to get into trouble.

"By the way, brother, we're going to be on the road for a few days, and it's so hot. The food we brought won't last long. How about we give you ten yuan so we can eat something good on the bus?"

When the original owner went to Northeast China, he ate Zhang Hui's leftovers, saying that this would save some money. Just kidding, who wants to save money? Of course, you have to eat and drink your fill. After all, no matter how well you do, no one will remember your kindness.

"Ah, ten yuan?" Zhang Tao was embarrassed. Of course he had money in his pocket, but he wanted to ask his boss's daughter out for dinner and a movie. He had been pursuing her for a long time and had finally made some progress. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and finalize the deal.

Zhang Yu knew, of course, that Zhang Tao had money. Ever since he started pursuing the leader's daughter, he always carried money with him, just in case.

"It's alright, big brother, we'll just have to work a little harder." Zhang Yu said it didn't matter. "Xiao Hui and I can share the food, anyway, she doesn't eat much."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tao immediately became unhappy. He was older and knew Zhang Hui's true identity, as well as that his parents were able to hold minor leadership positions because of her. Therefore, he was used to treating Zhang Hui well.

Hearing Zhang Yu threaten to steal Zhang Hui's food, he didn't think twice and pulled out ten yuan from his pocket. Just as he was about to give the money to Zhang Hui...

Zhang Yu snatched the money away, saying, "Just give me the money when I go to get food."

Zhang Tao wanted to give the money to Zhang Hui so that she could decide how to spend it and thus keep Zhang Yu in check. But who would have thought that the latter would snatch it away? He couldn't just tell Zhang Hui, "Take good care of Xiao Hui," as he was giving her the money.

"Big brother, don't worry, we'll make sure you eat and drink well. Whatever I eat, Xiaohui will eat too," Zhang Yu assured him. "And brother, you can go now, the bus is about to leave."

Zhang Tao certainly heard the train whistle. He was genuinely worried, but there was nothing he could do. No matter how worried he was, it was time to part ways. "Remember to write to me."

Zhang Hui waved to Zhang Tao, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely reply."

Zhang Yu pretended not to hear and closed her eyes to rest.

Zhang Hui sat down and saw that Zhang Yu remained silent. "Our elder brother told us to remember to write to him."

"That's you. Although you're my older brother, you've never taken care of me in the slightest." The original owner would think of her parents and family, write them letters, and dry the mushrooms she picked in the mountains and mail them back.

They received the items, claiming that Zhang Hui had gathered them from the mountain, dried them, and mailed them back as a token of their filial piety as a daughter/niece. The original owner's name wasn't even mentioned. This time, she wasn't going to mail them. She wouldn't get anything in return, so why bother? She could just enjoy them herself, or at least store them in her spatial dimension. The things she had now were much better.

Oh, right, I forgot to mention, I need to contact my family and write a letter once a month, no, more like every two weeks. After all, there's so much to do in two weeks, I'm worried the envelope will be too thick.

That's right, Zhang Yu had made up her mind. Now that she had taken the money, she wanted to let Zhang Fu and the others know that the money they gave her was truly worthwhile.

There was no other way; she directly classified the money as a service fee, so it had to be reported and a diary had to be kept.

Hmm, glancing at Zhang Hui who was quietly listening to what was being said, Zhang Yu wondered if she should have her sign a confirmation later. After thinking about it, she decided to have her sign it, even though it would be a bit of a hassle, because it would be evidence after all.

There's nothing we can do; they've become so shameless, they've gone beyond just blatant lies.

During the few days on the train, Zhang Yu became acquainted with many people going to the same commune. In particular, after learning that three educated youths were going to work in the same village, she knew that these must be the people who spread rumors in her hometown that she was hanging out with hooligans.

If Zhang Tao hadn't tried to take advantage of her this time and had let her go to university peacefully, she certainly wouldn't have cared.

But if Zhang Tao continues to come, trying to ruin her chance to go to university, then it's really not right. Someone wanted to scam someone and found some thugs, so let him mix with the thugs. Of course, the location will be changed to Zhang Hui's room. She doesn't want anyone to defile her room.

More importantly, Zhang Yu was also worried that if she made a scene in her room, Zhang Tao might blame her.

The best solution, of course, is to completely sever ties with oneself, so that even if Zhang Tao wanted to curry favor with him, he would have no way to do so.

Yes, that's how it was. Zhang Yu chatted with people with a smile, subtly elevating her status within the family.

Many villagers saw the Zhang family seeing off the two sisters, Zhang Yu and Zhang Hui, onto the train. They were all thinking that it was amazing that there were families that didn't discriminate against girls, and that the whole family would come to see off their two daughters who were going to the Northeast as educated youth. Many people were envious. Who knew that it was Zhang Hui who was being seen off?

Zhang Hui glanced at Zhang Yu, feeling uneasy. When no one was looking, she whispered, "Sister, there's no need to say that, is there?"

"It's alright," Zhang Yu said dismissively, "We'll all be educated youth in the same place from now on."

"Your family will send you lots and lots of packages, and I'll just get a small fee for my work. They'll wonder why I'm not included in the packages they send."

"Xiao Hui, do you think the neighbors aren't curious about why which girl in the family likes you the most, even Zhang Tao and the others aren't as good as you?" Zhang Yu asked Zhang Hui in return.

Zhang Hui pursed her lips. She had heard the neighbors' discussions, but her parents and brother all said not to care. "They said not to listen," she whispered, repeating what Zhang Gui and the others had said.

Hehehe, see? Zhang Hui isn't entirely ungrateful; it's just that it was advantageous to her at the time, so there's no need to care.

Now she feels that the way people around her are looking at her is strange, and that something is wrong.

"Look, your uncles all said that we don't need to worry about these things, so you shouldn't worry about them either." Zhang Yu repeated Zhang Gui's words to Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui sensed something was wrong, but looking at Zhang Yu's expression and remembering what Xue Lei had said earlier, she quieted down. "Forget it," she thought, "Mom and Dad both said not to worry about it. Life is what you live, right?" (End of Chapter)