February 6, 2010 (Little New Year) at 4:00 pm Xijiang Railway Station Waiting Room

"The waiting room is not even empty. I am standing at the toilet door. You don't have to pick me up, fleas, fleas, I heard that I don't have to pick me up tomorrow. I also said as we had agreed before, I got out of the car and drove to sleep at the door of the station until I woke up naturally and then took the bus home. We met at Grandpa Dong's place at night,,,,"

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Feng Yan vaguely heard the bus he was on, and he loved to check tickets.

"I'm starting to check tickets. I won't tell you anymore. I'll die,,,,"

Feng Yan held the suitcase with one hand and carried several large bags with the other. The suitcase bags contained food. In addition to some specialties that Li Baichuan bought for Grandpa Dong, there was also Feng Yan bought it and distributed it to Heizimo and his famous Xijiang food.

--pressed salted duck

After checking the ticket, climbing the stairs through the tunnel and finding a seat. Feng Yan, whose hands were already hurt, finally sat in his seat. Since there was no empty space on the luggage rack, Feng Yan had to stuff his suitcase under the seat. There was no place to put the duck that had no place to hang it on the curtain hook by the window.

Feng Yan looked at the crowded population in the carriage and couldn't help but think of an article describing the Spring Festival travel rush I saw online before. There is a sentence that made Feng Yan deeply believe it now - "The Spring Festival travel rush is the largest, most expensive and longest-term species migration activity in history."

Ten minutes later, the objects outside the window began to slowly move backwards, and the people returning home in the car had settled down, either sitting or standing. Feng Yan leaned on the table, holding his chin and turning his head to look at the scene of rapid flashing outside the window. The nervous mood just now stabilized. Feng Yan, who was a little bored, changed his position and lay on the table, planning to make time pass faster.

"The luggage on the luggage rack must be put in place. If the New Year falls and hits everyone, it will be ugly. Don't hang things on the hook next to the window. Whose duck? Take it down quickly,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Feng Yan, who was sleeping, vaguely felt someone touching his arm

"What's wrong with Uncle?"

"Your duck,,,"

"If that duck is no one, then that's fine,"

The flight attendant said and squeezed towards Feng Yan, and Feng Yan realized it

"My, mine,,"

Feng Yan smiled and took the duck off the hook

"Stop hanging up again, let me see that I really give you a share. I'm a little greedy for the New Year."

The flight attendant continued to walk towards the next section with a funny face

"The crew members of this car are pretty good. The crew members in the one I worked before were the same as those of the old man. If you ask a question, you will ignore them. When you don't speak, you will have a dark face. You either criticize you or scold you. You don't know where they get the superiority."

The middle-aged man who woke Feng Yan up just now pinched his face and whispered his experience to Feng Yan. From his tone and eyes, he could see that this middle-aged man should be the kind of honest, honest and unrighteous person.

Feng Yan is also happy to chat with such people

"Uncle, you don't have a northern accent. You're going home, right?"

Feng Yan looked up and down at the middle-aged man sitting next to him - the thin black leather shoes had fallen off the toes, and the brown casual pants might be wearing cotton pants and other thick warmth, which looked a bit bloated. The upper body was a black high-neck sweater, but from the style and pattern, it can be seen that the sweater was worn by a child of fourteen or fifteen years old, but it was a bit fluffy when worn by the thin middle-aged uncle.

It can be because he is so thin that he is sucking his cheeks. His face and dark face are as rough and dark as frosted paper, and there are still traces of molting on his forehead. It should be because he has been sunburned for a long time in outdoor work. The buzz cut is a bit too long and scattered. Feng Yan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and couldn't help but think of his father who was working on a cool job on the construction site. He suddenly felt distressed and was also full of curiosity about this person.

"Uh, yes, I'm going to work in the north"

"Uncle, you have worked hard for a year and you haven't let yourself go home and have a good rest for a few days. How can you earn this money one day?"

"Who doesn't want to rest? I have no money to use it when I rest, so how can I afford to rest?"

The middle-aged man said as he pulled out his bag from under the seat and took out a bottle of white wine and a bag of peanuts from it.

"Do you want to have a mouthful?"

"No, I can't drink,"

The middle-aged man gave Feng Yan a little and drank it bit by bit at the bottle.

Feng Yan kept staring at the middle-aged man in front of him. From his eyes, stroke, he saw fatigue, helplessness, and even confusion. He said that he could use alcohol to relieve his sorrows, but this middle-aged man not only relieves his sorrows, he should be too tired, physically and mentally exhausted. At this time, only alcohol can make him temporarily abandon all the pressure and fatigue and sleep beautifully,,,,

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Feng Yan got up from the table again. The middle-aged man sitting next to him leaned against his seat and his mouth was slightly open. At this time, a harsh call ringtone woke the man up. He slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket covered with his body, first looked at the screen of the phone, and then put the phone on his ear with a melancholy look on his face.

"Hey, Mom, I'm already in the car. I'll be here tomorrow afternoon. Oh, what's the New Year? I don't have money to celebrate. I'm not having money. I've checked it? Have you received the money? That's good. You'll take some tomorrow and take our mother and the child's county to buy new clothes. You can buy one yourself. Don't be reluctant to buy it. I'll go there this time, the salary is double. I can work for a month. I just started working in the construction site in the south. I'm lucky this time, and I'll take it all. Don't cry. Why are you crying? I'm not unable to go back. Oh, son, do you miss your father?, Dad miss you too, your mother told me that you did a good final exam. My son is good for me. Haha,," the middle-aged man suddenly got up and answered the phone and walked out of the carriage.

After about ten minutes, Feng Yan was really tired of sitting. He looked at the aisle that could not be inserted during the day and was now open, so he got up and went to the carriage interface to move. Although it was already very late, there were still several hard-core smokers standing there scattered smoke and sniffles. Feng Yan stood at the door of the toilet and moved his waist back and forth. Suddenly he remembered that the middle-aged man sitting next to him came out to answer the phone before, but why didn't he see him?

Feng Yan took a few steps to the interface and tried to find the middle-aged man. Just as Feng Yan was walking back from the interface without success, he accidentally saw a person sitting at the train door. The door at the interface just separated it into a small space. Feng Yan passed through the door glass and passed through his clothes to determine that this person was a middle-aged man sitting next to him. He saw him holding the keyboard that had been polished and looked down at the screen of the phone in a daze. There were obvious tears at the corners of his eyes.

"Why did he cry?"

Feng Yan looked at the middle-aged man who was crying in front of him, he might know that the middle-aged man was under great pressure in life, but Feng Yan now would not understand that as a father, a husband, and a son, in order to support the family, he could make his family live a better life, and he suffered from suffering outside and could not return home. For such a situation, they might only have to hide in the corner and secretly shed a few tears when they were alone.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!