Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 452 - 24: Hate Iron for Not Becoming Steel_3
Chu River sighed, "The bumpiness, and the speed... Forget it, after all, the train isn’t that great either, just make do with it."
Could we take the train apart and modify it?
Someone with amnesia needs to learn to endure.
Shi Suifeng: ...
Companion: ...
Old Zheng: ...
The silent child Little Xuan quietly shrank back from the window and pursed his lips.
After a while, Shi Suifeng finally regained his composure, "Little He, there’s no need to have such high expectations, this vehicle is already quite good..."
Chu River, however, was very sincere, "Indeed, it’s definitely more comfortable than a bicycle. But since you asked me, I have to be completely honest."
Shi Suifeng decided to give up on her.
He turned to Professor Zheng, "Professor Zheng, are you and the kid doing okay?"
Despite Old Zheng’s high education level, the higher the education, the less he dared to talk back, so he replied very humbly,
"Pretty good, pretty good."
He was a considerate man, and seeing no one able to follow up the conversation on their benefactor talk, he changed the topic, "Speaking of destiny, I didn’t know our savior was actually Captain Shi’s family member."
Now, the young man, who had been silently questioning his own combat power, looked over curiously.
Old Zheng, no wonder, was an intellectual—Chu River blindly guessed he worked in culture—told the story with ups and downs, holding everyone in breathless anticipation...
At least when he got to the part, "Just in the nick of time, Chu River leaped forward and directly knocked the kidnapper’s accomplice to the ground...," Chu River could clearly see the young man listening with full attention!
Old Zheng was telling it as if he was there during the takedown of the kidnapper, though he was actually just recounting what the train police described.
These cultured people just have more vivid imaginations.
Chu River sat in the back seat, her lips curling up, and she made a gesture with both hands to lower the pressure, "Low-key, low-key, mainly because I personally have a strong dislike of evil and enjoy combating criminal forces."
Huh?
This line rolled off the tongue quite smoothly! Seems before my amnesia, I was such a morally upright character!
She fell into confusion once again.
...
The car journey was bumpy, with the blazing sun above and the scorching wind blowing through, accompanied by the sight of dusty sand, truly uncomfortable.
But there was no choice; with no air conditioning inside the vehicle, one could only grit one’s teeth and adapt—after all, it’s better than walking to the military base.
Simply put, neither technology nor the economy is advanced enough, making any comfort talk inconsequential.
Chu River was a bit worried, "Will my canned meat... have the oil melt under the sun?"
Shi Suifeng turned his head to glance at her, mindful of the others in the car, ultimately holding back from asking—
Why did you bring canned meat to the military base?
Wasn’t it tiring carrying it on the train?
So he asked with confusion, "Did you carry all that to the train station? How long did it take you?"
Chu River sighed, "It’s not easy to carry a bike on the train, so I just walked from the village, left at three, arrived at nine. The train’s time was almost one in the afternoon."
Upon hearing this, Shi Suifeng fell silent.
His heart felt a pang of sorrow as he imagined—a scorching sun, a small, helpless, and pitiful young girl, carrying luggage as heavy as a mountain, step by step, in sweat, helpless, and aggrieved... for over six hours!
He really shouldn’t have neglected her just because Little He seemed so strong!
Why did he become so shallow in perceiving things?!
If Little He didn’t speak, would he never understand her struggles?
From the village to the city, it took three whole hours by bike last time. Walking took six hours... Not everyone could walk for six hours empty-handed, let alone her!
The child just wants to eat a bit more meat; she’s still growing!
Shi Suifeng thought of his not-yet-full root cellar and had a new idea.
An enlisted soldier nearby was dumbfounded—
"All those sacks, over three hundred pounds total? You walked six hours carrying them alone?!!!"
By the end, the man’s hoarse voice was tinged with incredulous horror.
Chu River nodded, "Yeah, but don’t overthink it. It might be heavy for you guys, but it’s manageable for me."
And the man beside her gasped, suddenly struck by shock and awe as he looked at Shi Suifeng—
No wonder the Captain is always so stern with us and sets such strict training standards... Turns out, he truly believes if a little girl has the strength to carry three hundred pounds!
He’s even lowered the standards for us?!
Goodness!
The young man thought of his comrades still training in the mud pits, and, for reasons unknown, felt a sudden, impotent frustration on behalf of the Captain!
