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

Hearing footsteps outside, Zhang Yu groggily got up, glanced at the sky, and wow, the sun was already high in the sky.

"No way, I won't be late, will I?" Zhang Yu immediately got up, putting on her clothes while patting Zhang Hui awake.

Yesterday, this girl was silent the whole way back to the hotel, and remained silent after returning. Fortunately, she knew to take a shower and wash her hair, and of course, I didn't forget to leave my clothes for her to wash.

After taking a shower, she sat quietly on the bed thinking. As for when she fell asleep, Zhang Yu really didn't know, because after washing and hanging up her clothes, she fell fast asleep.

These past few days, lying under the train seat, my legs have been curled up and I haven't been able to straighten them at all, so I haven't been getting much rest.

Lying in bed after a long time, Zhang Yu could only say, "Ah, so comfortable! I slept soundly until dawn. It was truly blissful."

Zhang Hui thought about things for most of the night, constantly considering what to do next. Although she knew tomorrow would be tough, she just couldn't fall asleep. In the end, she didn't even know when she finally drifted off.

When Zhang Yu woke her up, she was still groggy. She took out her watch and glanced at the time. "It's only seven o'clock now. We're supposed to meet at eight-thirty."

Hearing that it was only seven o'clock, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "We're supposed to meet at eight-thirty, but do we still need to go eat breakfast?"

Although she brought back dumplings and steamed buns yesterday, she just discovered that the dumplings were all eaten and there was only one steamed bun left. There were only the two of them living in the room, so who else could eat them besides Zhang Hui?

Zhang Hui nodded, "I ate it."

Although Zhang Yu knew in her heart that no one else could possibly be eating it except her, she was still quite surprised when it was actually confirmed. According to the original owner's memories, this person didn't have a big appetite.

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

Special meals? Probably not. Although she doesn't cook, she still pays attention to these things. Apart from the three regular meals a day, Zhang Hui has never cooked anything in the kitchen.

Could it be that Zhang Hui usually eats pastries and snacks alone in her room? That doesn't seem impossible, since she has her own room and if she really wanted to eat secretly, no one would notice.

Thinking about this, Zhang Yu suddenly understood. It turned out that this so-called small appetite meant that she was always given special meals, and the pastries and other things were definitely better than the main dishes. When the whole family ate together, even if Xue Lei wanted to take care of her more, she couldn't go too far.

"Then we'll have breakfast at the state-run restaurant."

"Hurry up and get ready." Zhang Yu knew that if she didn't urge Zhang Hui, it would take forever. "We need to go have breakfast, and then we need to buy lunch."

"Of course, we don't know when we'll arrive at the commune. The people at the restaurant said yesterday that it would take four hours by oxcart. We just don't know how we'll get off."

Yesterday they traveled from the city to the county town by truck. Because there were so many people, two trucks were enough to bring them all back. But it's uncertain how they'll get to the communes below.

If it's an oxcart, the commune needs to send a vehicle, otherwise how can you get down?

Sigh, Zhang Yu felt a headache coming on just thinking about it, and kept grumbling as she packed her things.

Zhang Hui wasn't fully awake at first, but listening to Zhang Yu's rambling, she slowly perked up. She glanced at Zhang Yu folding clothes and thought she was still the same as before, always nagging about everything, even though everyone else found it annoying.

Zhang Yu quickly finished packing for the two of them. Turning her head, she saw Zhang Hui still sitting on the bed, looking silly. Her anger flared up immediately. "Zhang Hui, hurry up and get ready. We still need to wash up and fill the kettle with water."

"I don't know if I've broken up with that person." Although the lead singer didn't cause any more trouble during the rest of the trip, Zhang Yu was really worried about what would happen if they were assigned to the same commune. What if, after a night's rest, the activist recovered and wanted to perform well as well?

Therefore, the safest way is to have water readily available, just in case, and not to fight a battle unprepared.

Ah, Zhang Hui also recalled yesterday's experience, and her body trembled involuntarily. "Never, ever be assigned to the same group as them."

Such activists really made Zhang Hui very uneasy. These activists were terrifying; they would keep an eye on the people around them all day long.

The two quickly washed up and went to the restaurant where they had eaten yesterday. When they arrived, there were already quite a few people there. After consulting with Zhang Hui, Zhang Yu decided to have noodles today and also get a few steamed buns to go.

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

A fellow villager asked Zhang Yu why she bought so much. "I asked the lady at the restaurant yesterday, and she said it would take four hours if we took an oxcart to the commune," Zhang Yu replied.

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

“If we arrive at the commune before lunchtime, we’ll have lunch. If we miss lunchtime, we’ll have to go back to the village,” Zhang Yu said softly.

“An oxcart? That can’t be right. We came here in a truck.”

"That's right." Everyone thought that such a long distance couldn't possibly be covered by an oxcart.

“We’re supposed to meet at 8:30. If it really takes four hours, we should come right away,” everyone said.

Someone thought, "That's right. If that's the case, wouldn't we have to leave the commune at four or five in the morning?"

Zhang Yu didn't care; whether they believed it or not was their business, and she had already reminded them.

Someone glanced at Zhang Yu, then went to ask the waiter. After getting a definite answer from them, they also bought steamed buns and cooked dumplings. They figured they had to eat them anyway, so buying them in the county town or the commune was the same.
After having breakfast, Zhang Yu returned to the hotel. She timed her trip and went downstairs with her luggage. There were already quite a few people waiting downstairs with their luggage.

As time went by, many communes came by tractor or oxcart to pick up their educated youth.

The hotel entrance, which was originally crowded, now only had sixty or seventy people left. They were educated youth from three communes, including the lead singer.

Zhang Yu looked at the activist and was completely dumbfounded, her unease growing stronger.

A thought popped into her mind: Could this person really be a sent-down youth from the same production brigade? If that were the case, well...

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

It seems that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will be taken to the commune by another dispatched bus. However, due to a series of adjustments, it will be 9:30 by the time they set off.

According to informed sources, the journey by car would take a maximum of two hours, which relieved many educated youth, as they could still make it to the commune for meals.

What no one expected was that this bus was able to be reassigned because it had just come from the repair shop, and it was an emergency reassignment, meaning it wasn't fully repaired yet. (End of Chapter)