Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

Noticing the change in speed, Liu Qingquan retracted his head. It was raining heavily outside the carriage. In an instant, his whole body was soaked, and water droplets hung on his nose and eyebrows.

While wiping the rain off his face, Liu said loudly, "Driver Zheng, if you slow down so much, the train will definitely be late, and the conductor will definitely complain."

What the conductor hates most is delay. Not only will he not be fined,

Because no matter whether you are a traveler returning home, who doesn’t want to return to a warm haven as soon as possible?

Delays often lead to complaints from passengers, and the entire crew team bears the brunt of their dissatisfaction.

Li Aiguo responded: "It's always better to be late than to have an accident. The wind is so strong outside that even the big trees on the roadside may not be able to withstand it. We must be extra careful."

Liu Qingquan realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately leaned out in the wind and rain to observe.

As for the vehicle commander, although he is a leader, he does not have direct command authority over the driving team.

It didn't take long for Liu to realize that he might have been a little overconfident.

The raindrops hit his face fiercely, like cutting his skin.

The rain poured into his eyes and mouth even more fiercely, and soon he could no longer bear it.

"Comrade driver, it's no use, it's no use, it's raining too hard outside... This is the first time in my life that I, Old Liu, have experienced such a storm." He stepped back into the car and frantically wiped his wet cheeks with a towel.

At this time, Li Aiguo had already adjusted the speed to the minimum and could not slow down any further.

When the train is running, although the speed may be slowed down, it must not stop. Once it stops, after returning to the vehicle maintenance section, Li Aiguo must write a report detailing the situation. If the problem is serious, he may be punished.

Li Aiguo turned around and looked at the boiler operator, Lao Zheng, and asked, "Master Zheng, could you and Master Liu take turns to observe?"

The train was running at a very low speed and did not need to be constantly refueled, so Lao Zheng accepted the shift change. In this way, the two of them took turns on duty, and the train continued to travel dozens of kilometers in the wind and rain.

When passing a checkpoint, the train operator reported the train delay through the communication system, but the exact duration was still unknown.

Inside the carriage, although the conductors were supposed to be resting, Director Bai called them to work and explained the delay to the passengers one by one. Because passengers in this era are usually more simple, facing the pouring rain, they all said they could understand the reasons for the delay and did not mention the demand for compensation.

Seeing the stability and harmony in the carriage, Director Bai breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stared at the dark sky outside. The fate of the train depends entirely on the control of the drivers.

In the cab, Li Aiguo nervously held the brake handle on the driving platform, paying close attention to Liu Qingyuan's movements, ready to respond to emergencies. Until the heavy rain subsided, no accidents occurred.

It was less than 30 miles to Huangcun Station. At this time, Li Aiguo's mood gradually calmed down. "It seems that Director Bai's 'crow's mouth' may not be accurate."

However, Liu Qingquan suddenly screamed: "Brake! Brake! Brake!" Li Aiguo, with the help of nerve reaction and muscle memory, immediately pulled the brake hard and made the train come to an emergency stop. "Emergency" braking (using large and small brakes at the same time for emergency braking) caused the huge inertia to cause the wheels to rub against the rails, making a sharp noise and sparks flying.

The train was jolted violently by the emergency brakes, and the packages on the luggage racks fell off. Director Bai, who was inspecting the carriage, was caught off guard and almost fell. Fortunately, Zhang Yazhi quickly supported her: "Director Bai, are you okay?"

Director Bai didn't care about his own safety at this moment, staring out of the car in panic: "What happened...what happened?"

I realized that this question might be a little abrupt, after all, this kind of sudden braking is usually only used when the train encounters an emergency. Fortunately, the train just braked and did not collide. Thinking of this, Director Bai's face turned pale, and he grabbed the handrail with both hands, praying in his heart that the train would stop as soon as possible.

Zhang Yazhi also realized the danger and bit her lips, with tiny traces of blood on her fingertips. The one who was controlling the train now was Li Aiguo.

The noise in carriage No. 26 suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked extremely nervous, and the worry in their eyes could not be concealed.

In the locomotive,

After seeing Li Aiguo press the emergency brake button, Liu Qingquan still shouted excitedly: "Notify the driver, someone is waving something in front! It doesn't look like a flag, it may be a tattered coat."

"How far is that?"

"About 700 to 800 meters."

Hearing this, Li Aiguo obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

"A fully loaded train weighs more than 4500 tons, and the friction coefficient between its wheel axle and the rail is only 0.17. At the current speed of 30 kilometers per hour, according to the friction resistance formula, the braking distance of the train should not exceed 500 meters. We will definitely be able to stop it in time!"

Hearing this, Master Liu and Master Zheng were both shocked and looked at each other in disbelief.

One of them stuck his head out and endured the scouring of the heavy rain, while the other stood beside the boiler with a shovel in his hand. Obviously, this behavior was not like that of a real train driver - such precise calculation ability was enough for him to be a math teacher.

What kind of logic is this? Are teachers paid less than train drivers?

That's it.

In this violent storm, the train speed gradually decreased and finally stopped steadily.

"call!"

As the steam was released, the atmosphere in the carriage instantly became boiling. Although no one knew what was happening, as long as the train stopped, they were temporarily safe.

At this moment, Li Aiguo's palms were full of sweat and he could hardly control his inner excitement.

Old Newton never lets me down!

Your judgment was correct this time.

I won't have to bother pulling you out of the coffin and teaching you a lesson.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingquan and Master Zheng were shocked and speechless.

"This guy actually stopped!"

"Aiguo, your driving skills have now caught up with Dazhang and the others!"

But at this moment, Li Aiguo no longer had the time to pay attention to them. He opened the emergency door, resolutely jumped out of the locomotive, and plunged into the storm.

It was dark outside and raining heavily. Countless water droplets were pouring down from the sky, and everything in front of me was a chaos.

Second-class driver Liu Qingquan's eyesight must be at least better than 6.0 to have spotted this scene from several hundred meters away.

With the help of the glaring car lights, Li Aiguo blocked his sight and barely saw clearly:

More than 20 meters away from the front of the train, an old man in his seventies or eighties stood upright beside the railway tracks.

Under the dazzling lights and in the pouring rain, he exposed his upper body, letting the huge raindrops mercilessly hit his wrinkled chest.

The wind and rain are like whips, interweaving into a devastating force.

The old man needs to lean on the hoe to maintain his balance.

With the other hand he held up the tattered coat and waved it vigorously.

Not far behind the old man, a big tree was uprooted and lying across the railway, which was terrifying.

If the train fails to brake in time and hits a big tree, the only possibility is a derailment accident.

At this time,

Liu Qingquan and train conductor Bai rushed to the scene.

Even though they were braving the strong wind and heavy rain and their clothes were soaked, they were shocked to see the old man's condition.

"Hurry up and find some clothes for the old man to wear."

Li Aiguo called anxiously.

The wind and rain are so severe that even young people would find it difficult to withstand it, let alone an old grandfather.

But it was the hottest summer day and the passengers were all wearing short-sleeved and light clothes, so where would they get any extra clothes?

Without thinking too much, Li Aiguo immediately took off his short-sleeved shirt and covered the old man's head to protect him from the wind and rain.

The fierce wind and rain blurred the vision and concealed people's thoughts.

It seemed that the old man had not yet recovered from his shock and was afraid of the approaching train. Even though he was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt on his head, he was still waving his gown.

"Uncle, thank you for your reminder. The train has stopped. The rain is too heavy. Let's go into the carriage to take shelter."

It was raining heavily and there was no time to think about anything else. Li Aiguo helped the old man into the rear camping compartment.

The staff in the car hurriedly wiped the rain off his body with a towel and poured him a cup of hot tea.

The skinny hands held the teacup, and after taking two sips of warm tea, the old man gradually regained his spirit.

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"Is the train saved?" The old man raised his head and looked at Li Aiguo and asked.

"It's saved! It's saved!" Li Aiguo responded loudly while wiping away the rain with a towel.

The old man's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. "It would be great if he could be saved. It would be fine if he could be saved..."

The captain returned with a new coat and handed it to the old man. "Uncle, wear this to warm yourself up first."

This is a brand new men's flight attendant uniform, apparently part of the crew's reserve.

"Oh, no, I'm covered in mud and my nice clothes will get dirty. I really shouldn't take advantage of you." The old man smiled embarrassedly.

"Uncle, you saved our passengers and are a great benefactor to us. These clothes are nothing. The weather is changeable, so it is important for you to keep warm." Captain Bai bent down and persuaded patiently.

Despite constant persuasion, the old man refused to accept, leaving the driver helpless. It was also difficult to find a clean old piece of clothing.

The figure hiding in the carriage snorted disdainfully, "How can a bricklayer understand the fine clothes and delicious food? Can a dirty foot from the countryside really be regarded as a hero?"

Seeing that the old man was determined not to take the coat, Li Aiguo stood up and said seriously: "My old comrade, I am the person in charge of the carriage and I need to correct your behavior."

"Hey?! Are you going to criticize me?"

"Yes, this piece of clothing is the locomotive section's way of expressing our concern for our fellow farmers. If you refuse to accept it, do you doubt our class friendship?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression fluctuated.

Chewing his cracked lips with difficulty, the old man thought for a while before reaching out to take the clothes and putting them on.

Even though he was already dressed, he still adjusted his clothes a few times to prevent mud from the rain from sticking to his legs.

Train conductor Bai glanced at Li Aiguo in surprise. He didn't expect that this advanced driver also had the ability to do mass work.

At the same time, she also warned herself that as a train conductor, she should not be confined to the city or the locomotive depot, but should interact with all kinds of people to better serve the passengers.