Chapter 652 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (2)
The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Part 2)
"Do you really want to go back to your hometown to farm?"
"Why don't you think about it again? It's autumn recruitment now. Why don't you make a resume and look for a job with us guys? Yesterday I saw a company that offers pretty good benefits, 16% salary, but they have some requirements for appearance and say that you need to have good temperament. I think you can definitely negotiate if you go there."
Listening to his roommates' caring advice, Song Ning felt a little embarrassed that he had lied.
But receiving an inheritance from a husband she didn't even know, that sounds even more outrageous, right?
Song Ning felt a little guilty and his voice became a little softer.
"No need to thank me. My hometown is actually pretty good. I have a pond and ten acres of land. I plan to go back and study it carefully. It would be quite comfortable if I can really make it work."
"alright."
"Yeah, if we have land, we won't starve to death. Maybe it will be more comfortable than our 996 and 007 work schedules."
The roommates stopped trying to persuade him. They were not very familiar with Song Ning, who was a very boundary-conscious person. They had not been very close to Song Ning during their college years. What they had said before was the last of their friendship as roommates. After all, there was only a short time left for the autumn recruitment and they still had to continue to be busy with these things.
After packing his things in the dormitory into a suitcase and a backpack, Song Ning bought a train ticket for the next day - at that time, air tickets were much more expensive than train tickets, and train tickets were easy to get and cheap, so Song Ning bought a sleeper ticket this time.
The train ticket’s destination was Gu County, where he had inherited his inheritance.
Song Ning swiped his ID card and got on the bus. He easily stuffed the suitcase up high and helped an old lady put her luggage away.
With his bag on one shoulder, he returned to his lower bunk.
"I should have bought a lower berth ticket. It's so troublesome to get on the middle berth. How can I sleep there?"
A family of three came into the same bed. The middle-aged woman started nagging as soon as she came in. She looked around and then her eyes fell on Song Ning, who obviously looked more "clear and stupid".
Her eyes lit up and she strode over. "Hey little brother, you're on the lower bunk, right? Look, can you switch places with us? You look very flexible. How about you sleep on the upper bunk? It's too troublesome for our family of three to get on and off the bunk, and we have a lot of stuff. This small table will be more convenient for us to put our things on and eat. Why don't you sleep on the upper bunk?"
Song Ning was a little confused, but shook his head subconsciously - the ticket for the upper bunk was cheaper but also relatively small. Although he looked thin, he had a standard inverted triangle figure and his shoulders were not narrow, so sleeping on the upper bunk would be very uncomfortable for him.
And this time he spent a lot of money to buy a sleeper ticket because he hoped to be more comfortable.
Song Ning thought about it and shook his head, a little confused.
"If you think the upper berth is inconvenient, why don't you just buy a ticket for the lower berth?"
It's not summer vacation now, so train tickets are extremely easy to buy. When he was buying the ticket, he saw that there were plenty of tickets.
The woman's face fell when she heard what he said. "How can you talk like that, kid? It's not like we didn't buy tickets. We just found it inconvenient now that we're here and want to exchange with you. How can a young man like you be so petty? Don't you see how inconvenient it is for our family of three to get on and off?"
Song Ning was confused, but not afraid.
"If it's inconvenient, you can pay extra to change tickets to the next carriage. The lower berth ticket is only 20 yuan more."
He fought back without showing any fear, while taking off his backpack and shoes and sitting on the bed, looking as if he would clearly not make the exchange.
"you!"
The woman was a little annoyed when she saw his stubborn look.
The husband behind her reached out and pushed her away. "Come on, stop making trouble. What they said is right. If you feel uncomfortable and want to move to a lower berth, I'll go talk to the flight attendant and ask for extra money to move to another berth. It's only twenty dollars, and we can afford it."
"Money, money, money. Is it about the twenty dollars?"
The woman turned around and spit in her man's face. She scolded him harshly and implied that Song Ning, a man, was so petty.
Song Ning took out a Bluetooth headset from his backpack, smiled, and his white teeth dazzled the woman's eyes. After putting on the headset, the world became quiet.
He lowered his head and took out his tablet, continuing what he was doing before.
He was searching for some knowledge about farming, which he would be able to use when he returned to Gu County.
Although he was surprised by this inheritance, Song Ning now just wants to cherish it.
In the end, the woman was unwilling to pay the extra twenty yuan. She climbed onto the bed cursing, but before she climbed onto the bed, she stared at Song Ning's tablet with a fierce look.
The train ride back to Gu County takes more than ten hours. In the evening, Song Ning was so overwhelmed by the new knowledge that his eyesight became blurry and his body and mind were exhausted. He had never been exposed to such a large amount of knowledge that he suddenly absorbed, which really overloaded his brain.
When the carts on the train were moving back and forth in the evening, Song Ning glanced at the time and took out the self-heating hot pot and mineral water he had specially bought from his backpack.
The family in the same carriage were originally sleeping, but they were soon woken up by the aroma of the hot pot.
The woman thought it was a meal from outside and planned to buy the same one, but when she found out it was not available, she cursed for a long time and finally took out three buckets of instant noodles.
Although instant noodles are also very fragrant, they are obviously not on the same level as self-heating hot pot. The woman looked at Song Ning with poisonous eyes.
Song Ning didn't care too much. He enjoyed the food seriously and reverently - a self-heating hot pot cost thirty yuan, which was not cheap for a student who had just graduated, so of course he had to savor it.
After eating the self-heating hotpot, Song Ning did some simple exercises for ten minutes, but his blood sugar quickly rose, making him tired and sleepy.
The fatigue from running around these days seemed to come up at once. Since there was nothing to do anyway, I might as well take a nap before arriving.
Song Ning thought about it, put the things he took out back into the backpack, put it on the bed, and lay down.
Perhaps he was really too tired, and he fell into a deep sleep soon.
The noise in the train faded away as dusk fell. The lights gradually dimmed and the surroundings became quiet. Only the sound of people coming from the rails could be heard.
The carriage also became quiet, but the dimly lit carriage gradually became a little colder.
The woman sleeping on the upper bunk was originally thinking about waiting for the bastard on the lower bunk to fall into a deep sleep and then going down to throw his tablet out of the window, but the more she slept, the more painful it became and she couldn't wake up, her whole body still shaking.
On the lower bunk, Song Ning suddenly felt a little cold in his sleep, and he subconsciously reached out to grab the quilt.
The quilt that should have been at his feet suddenly moved up little by little. Song Ning reached out and grabbed it and wrapped it around himself. The cold was immediately sealed outside the quilt, and he continued to fall into a deep sleep.
There seemed to be a low chuckle in the quiet train, and soon the carriage returned to peace.