With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"Brother, take your letter of introduction." Niu Baolin gave Xue Ming his letter of introduction in front of the ticket hall of Guangming County Railway Station.

Comrade Xue Ming, a member of this county, is going to your place to buy bicycles. Please welcome him.The letter of introduction also has the official seal and signature of the leader. Without the letter of introduction, you cannot buy a train ticket.

The ticket office was full of people grabbing tickets, and there were passengers everywhere with their families, and the staff’s voices were hoarse.

After queuing up to buy tickets and going to the waiting hall, Xue Ming turned on the kettle and drank water, "Brother Baolin, after going to the provincial capital, I want to go to the pastoral area to buy sheep."

Niu Baolin whispered, "If you go to a pastoral area, you'll be leaving the province. It's even harder to get a letter of introduction. I don't think you can go."

"It doesn't matter if I go or not, you can get me 20 sheep." Xue Ming wants the 10 acres of pasture to shine.

During the conversation, the train arrived at the station. It was a classic green-skinned scene. Xue Ming followed Niu Baolin on the train to find a seat.The two bodyguards bought standing tickets and stood in the aisle beside the boss.

The carriage was bustling with people. There was an elder brother lying between the two seats with his hands and feet hooked on the luggage rack. The third brother called him an expert when he saw it.

There was no cool breeze in the carriage until the train started. Xue Ming closed his eyes and rested. It would take a day and a night to get to the provincial capital.

"Look, brother." Niu Baolin suddenly pointed at a train carrying goods outside the window.

The carriage was crowded with people, some carrying large and small bags, and even women holding children. Passengers nearby were also pointing at the people in the carriage.

Xue Ming recalled the scene of India's Asan and Africa's Odebiao taking a train, "Handling the tickets? What's going on with them?"

"Escape from disaster." Niu Baolin shut up after saying this. These two words conveyed the endless hardships.

Xue Ming felt mixed emotions in his heart, and suddenly felt that someone was peeping. He looked up and saw a young couple sitting diagonally opposite.

They appear to be under 30 years old. The men are wearing Lenin clothes and the women are wearing Bragi. They don't look like rural people.

There was a girl of about six years old sandwiched in the middle, and the woman was holding a boy of seven or eight months old in her arms. It was this little guy who kept staring at Xue Ming.

The peeping was discovered, and the little guy suddenly giggled. Niu Baolin burst into laughter without holding back.

Passengers nearby were also amused, and the woman put her son on the table to show off her baby in front of everyone.

"Am I that handsome?" Xue Ming couldn't help laughing. He opened his hand to reveal two toffee and hooked the little guy.

The toffee was given to me by Pei Lin yesterday, and it was very popular at the supply and marketing cooperative for two yuan and a half per catty. People were shocked by Xue Ming's generosity.

"Giggle..." The little guy opened his arms and struggled this way.

The child's mother didn't know what to do, so his father quickly waved to Xue Ming, "Thank you, comrade, the child won't be able to eat sweets when he is young."

The little guy continued to struggle, grunting and wanting to cry.The woman could only help him come over, and the little guy stretched out his plump little hands to take away the candy.

Suddenly a flash light came on in the carriage, and a little man holding a camera bowed to Xue Ming and said in broken Chinese, "I'm sorry, sir, I thought the scene just now was very warm."

"Japanese?" There was a hint of displeasure in Xue Ming's tone, and Niu Baolin motioned to the two bodyguards to go over and make peace.

"Sir, I don't mean any harm, I just want to record the passenger train traffic in your country." Xiaori held the camera tightly and bowed again.

At this time, two sturdy men appeared from behind him. One stretched out his hand to stop the bodyguard from approaching, and the other took out his ID from his pocket.

The two bodyguards stopped quickly, and Xue Ming smelled the military atmosphere from them, "Mr. Reporter, please excuse me."

When I was young, it was normal for soldiers to follow me when taking pictures on the train. Xue Ming called the two bodyguards back because he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Sir, my name is Yamada Kiriyo, and I am a travel enthusiast." Yamada Kiriyo took out a stack of photos from his wallet, "These are the photos I took around the world, please sir."

The photos included the Arc de Triomphe, Big Ben, the Pentagon, etc. Xue Ming lost interest after just looking at them for a few times. The quality of this AV picture was simply eye-catching.

Yamada Kirie was a little confused. In the past, people would always show great interest in showing photos to others, and would always pester him to explain the buildings and scenery in the photos.

But this man dismissed it, and Yamada Kirei became interested, "Sir, it seems you know about these buildings?"

"Call me Xue Ming." Xue Ming said in his heart that you are really annoying. He showed me some black and white photos. I have not only seen color photos of these buildings but also high-definition videos.

Xue Ming picked up the photos and picked out a few familiar ones, "This is Nara Park. This is Byodo-in Temple in Uji, Kyoto, the birthplace of the classic The Tale of Genji..."

Xue Ming realized that he had said too much, and Yamada Kirei immediately said, "Xue Sang actually knows The Tale of Genji? She is my favorite book and a masterpiece of our country!"

Comrade Yamada found a close friend in a foreign country and kept discussing The Tale of Genji with Xue Ming.

Although Xue Ming was annoyed, he didn't want to interrupt him, so he just wanted to find someone to chat with during the boring journey.

Yamada Kirei became more and more excited as we talked. After half an hour of chatting about The Tale of Genji, he took out two books from his travel bag and said, "I'm also obsessed with Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Please read it, Xue Sang."

The first and second volumes of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Xue Ming opened from the middle, turned out to be vertical traditional Chinese characters, published by Writers Publishing House in 1953.The pages of the book were turned over but very clean, indicating that the other person was a book lover.

"What a good thing!" Xue Ming couldn't help but praise. It seems that simplified Chinese characters have not been promoted in 53 years.

"Xue Sang, I have read both Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio and Journey to the West. Have you read any of our country's famous works?" Yamada Kirō is both a travel companion and a literature lover.

Xue Ming suddenly thought of a book, "One of your books, "The Sinking of Japan," I really like."

"Japan sank?" Yamada Kiri let him think for a long time and shook his head, "I've never heard of this book. Which writer wrote it?"

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong." Xue Ming realized that this book might not have been published yet. It seemed that this science fiction masterpiece had sold millions of copies in Japan as soon as it was published.

The train stopped temporarily, and many vendors crowded onto the platform to sell persimmons, roast goose, and even hot water. Nowadays, you have to buy tea tickets to drink water on the train.

Lu Shun, who was diagonally opposite, handed over two steamed buns. Xue Ming just gave his son two toffees. The steamed buns were a courtesy exchange.

Niu Baolin bought two roast geese and a bunch of persimmons. Xue Ming tore a goose leg and gave it to Yamada and gave him three persimmons. "Try the persimmons, our traditional snack."

"Thank you, Xue Sang." Yamada Kirei stood up and bowed, taking two bites of the persimmon with an exaggerated expression, "It's delicious, so sweet."

I have never seen the world like this!After dinner, Xue Ming continued to chat with him about literature, from Tolstoy to Lu Xun. Comrade Yamada also admired Lu Xun.

One day and one night later, the train arrived at the provincial capital, the terminal station. Yamada Kirei bowed and said, "Thank you Xue Sang for accompanying me. Please leave me an address. I will say goodbye to Xue Sang when I leave in three days."

Niu Baolin took out a pen and paper and wrote a note and handed it to him. Xue Ming shook hands with him, "I'll treat you to a drink then, and you can make sure you have the book "The Sinking of Japan"."