Rebirth of the Official Business Route

When I woke up again, I was hungry. Since I felt hungry, it indicated that my body had begun to recover.

There was a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, with poached eggs and minced meat sauce on it. There was a tempting aroma. I didn't feel that there was anyone in the outer room, and they probably all went out.

Zhang Ke lay still, finally unable to resist the temptation of such a real sense of hunger and the smell of food, struggling to sit up, thinking that it was just a dream, and there was no reason to starve himself. I poured the porridge, eggs and minced meat into my stomach, and lay down for a while before my hands and feet gradually developed strength.

Zhang Ke opened the door and walked to the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror. His face was pale and sickly, his chin was pointed, his eyes were dull, his lips were thin, and there were some hairy beards on his lips. He was himself at the age of sixteen. If I hadn't seen it in the mirror, I couldn't have imagined such a real face just in retrospect.

What is going on? Zhang Ke slapped his face, but he didn't dare to use force, it hurt a little. Dreams cannot simulate the pain of the body, but who can be sure, is it reasonable to go back in time? Neither can he prove that he is in a dream, nor can he believe that he is in the real world. Zhang Ke doesn't know what went wrong and put himself in this state.

Walking through the living room, I glanced at the calendar on the glass table—July 18, 1994—ah, July 18!

Isn't it July 16th for fever reduction? The reason why Zhang Ke clearly remembered the date when the high fever subsided was because on the third day after he developed a high fever when he was sixteen years old, that is, on July 18, five deaths and three injuries occurred on the North Street behind the government dormitory. vicious traffic accidents.

Zhang Ke picked up the T-shirt on the hood, grabbed a handful of change from the clay pot on the cabinet by the door, and passed a key through a colored string—exactly the same as the details in memory. Hang the key around your neck—stuff the key and the change into your trouser pocket, and go downstairs.

I bought a morning newspaper of the day, and it was indeed July 18. Zhang Ke looked up at the sun hanging on the corner of the tall building on the west side, turned the corner, and walked towards North Street.

At this time, there is nothing unusual about North Street. The dreary air makes people drowsy. There is a building materials store near the corner, a hardware store next door, and a convenience store in the past. to pedestrians. This is where, except for myself, there is no one, and occasionally a car passes by. Zhang Ke stood on the side of the street for a while, it didn't look like he had been in a car accident, and he didn't look like he was about to have a car accident. Just after the high fever subsided, his weak body couldn't stand the heat, and his forehead was sweating. Zhang Ke buried his head in the convenience store and stood under the whistling ceiling fan.

The curtain was lifted from the outside, and a young man raised the curtain over his head, letting the young woman behind him walk in first, holding the little girl's hand. Zhang Ke glanced at the young woman with a beautiful face and a slender waist. She was wearing a plain long skirt with a narrow waist and her breasts looked even taller. The young woman walked through the gate with the light behind her back, and Zhang Ke could almost see the shape and whiteness of the young woman's plump and slender thighs through the thin skirt cloth.

When the young woman walks in, there will be no light-transmitting effect. Zhang Ke secretly feels a pity. He only thinks that such a beautiful young woman is extremely rare in Haizhou. A common sleepiness in summer afternoons; and the little girl held by the young woman is also quite beautiful, about three or four years old, she is pouting to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her eyes are deep black.

Zhang Ke is a little jealous of the young man at the door. With such a beautiful wife and daughter, probably all the good things that can happen in a person's life have happened to him.

The young man stood at the door, facing in. The light outside was so strong that his face could not be seen clearly. The young woman turned her head and spoke to the young man in a northern dialect.

Zhang Ke couldn't hear clearly, thinking that standing in the store would not wait for a car accident. Seeing a young woman walking in with a little girl, the little girl pointed to the electric fan above Zhang Ke's head and shouted excitedly: Mom, there is wind, there is wind! ...

Zhang Ke went out and missed the door from the young man's side. The young man happened to turn sideways to look at the things in the corner, but Zhang Ke still couldn't see his face clearly. A middle-aged fat man walked out of the building material store, carrying two vest stools in his hands, and a thin man followed behind him, holding a deck of cards and a stack of small change in his hand, and shouted: Fourth, Biaozi, What are you dawdling about...

Come on, you are fucking mourning, with such a rough voice! A shirtless young man picked up a small square table, walked out of the hardware store, and put it under the shade of a tree facing the street. The young man behind held a small square table. Two small stools...

Zhang Ke instantly recalled the report about the car accident fourteen years ago: There was a major traffic accident on North Street in Xicheng District. A garbage truck turned from Dongsheng Street to North Street. On the sidewalk next to it, the four young people who were playing cards under the shade of the trees on the sidewalk could not avoid it... Zhang Ke looked back at the couple and the little girl in the convenience store. At that time, Zhang Ke was deeply impressed by this report. In addition to the car accident happening on North Street, the newspaper also posted a picture of a little girl, which made people feel very sorry.

Blood gushed up to the top of his head one by one, and the shock paralyzed Zhang Ke's whole body, making him unable to move!

Uncle Tian's car is coming soon, I'm watching from outside... The young man in the convenience store said to the young woman, and got out from the door curtain. Outside the door, only the shade of poplar trees in front of the building materials store was the coolest. Zhang Ke glanced at the entrance of the convenience store, walked to the shade of the tree, and stood there watching the four play cards.

I can hear the sound of heavy vehicles rolling over the asphalt road in the distance, approaching the street corner, it seems that there is no slowing down, the sound of death is so clear...

Dad, Mom will give you ice cream...

The little girl held up an ice cream and almost jumped out of the door. The khaki dirt truck just halfway out of the street corner, showing no sign of turning.

The little girl missed Zhang Ke's side, and Zhang Ke almost felt the calf under the shorts being swept by the hem of the little girl's dress; the muck truck drove through the middle of the street, showing no sign of turning...

The little girl bounced out of the hardware store, tripped under her feet, knocked her body on the ground, and hit the ice cream on the ground... The driver of the muck truck over there seemed to suddenly realize that he had missed the intersection, and slammed the steering wheel, and the tires rubbed against the asphalt road. Screaming. The young man who was about to come over to help his daughter suddenly turned around, and saw the garbage truck that had turned around suddenly in the middle of the street rushing towards us...

Ah! The young woman screamed loudly at the door of the convenience store.

Zhang Ke was thinking about the photos posted by the little girl after the car accident. Seeing such a cute little girl lying in front of him less than five steps away, thinking that such a little girl's body would be driven crazy by this car The muck truck ran over, Zhang Ke's body surged with strength, he rushed out, reached out to pick up the little girl's body, and ran back.

The muck truck slammed into the waist-thin poplar tree, and with a crack, the poplar tree snapped in two, and half of the tree ruthlessly pierced the middle-aged fat man's belly. The muck truck paused for a moment, then sped away again—the car didn’t turn off, and the driver stepped on the accelerator by mistake—the other three men and young men who were playing cards were all frightened, their bodies froze there, and they forgot to dodge until they were told The muck trucks crashed and flew away.

The muck truck rammed towards Zhang Ke again.

Zhang Ke was also frightened. Holding the little girl's body, he didn't know that people were going to dodge to the side. He hugged the little girl's stiff body and retreated desperately until his body was pressed against the wall and he couldn't move. He just held the little girl tightly. With the girl in her arms, her heart almost stopped as she watched the muck truck swerve by wiping its nose...

The muck truck suddenly turned off the sidewalk and ran towards the middle of the street. A Jetta came from the west and got stuck in the belly of the muck truck...

Zhang Ke felt his face was wet, wiped his face, and had blood on his hands, Wow... Zhang Ke suddenly burst into tears, startled and frightened, knelt down on the ground, held the little girl in his arms, and fumbled around, Didn't hit it, didn't hit it...

There was some fishy base at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Ke wiped it, it was white, brains? My stomach squirmed, and before I could turn my head, all the contents of my stomach came out, splashing the little girl all over...

Zhang Ke remembered that when he was in a car accident, he only felt his body being thrown violently, and he lost consciousness in the air, and he didn't have time to feel the fear of death? Looking at the bloody scene, it was only then that he realized the fear of a car accident and the fragility of people. Zhang Ke sat on the ground holding the little girl in his arms, lost his mind.

After the car accident, the crowd surrounded the street like water seeping from a sponge.

A black car approached, and two middle-aged men got out of the car, shouting loudly, Zhang Ke's mind was awake for a while, and confused for a while, and he couldn't hear clearly. He saw a middle-aged man coming over to help a young woman who had collapsed on the ground , A middle-aged man came over to pick up the little girl. Zhang Ke handed the little girl over: I don't know if I bumped into it, I don't know if I bumped into it...

The girl is fine, the young man wants it. He rushed over to save the girl. Look, such a deep tire mark... Someone said next to him, The young man was scared enough, he probably didn't hit him, it's just that One point. I'm only ten meters away from here, and I looked carefully, and my calves are still shaking, but this young man dared to rush over to save this girl...

The ambulance arrived later, and the loud ambulance bell quieted Zhang Ke's confused mind a little.

Zhang Ke didn't dare to look at the person who was knocked into the air, and no one would dare to be stimulated by Zhang Ke again. He wiped his face, and the blood dried up, and a scar formed after a while. His hands and feet were weak, he struggled to stand up, and walked out of the crowd in a daze. A nurse ran over to help him: You can't walk around... You didn't hit me, the blood was spattered, you can take care of them... The nurse was stunned I was taken aback, and walked back without thinking much, and I didn't expect to leave Zhang Ke or Zhang Ke's contact information.

Zhang Ke looked back for the driver who was driving. The driver was lying under the root of the second poplar tree he knocked down, his face was pale, and he should have woken up from the wine long ago. Zhang Ke always felt that he wanted to comfort him with a word or two, but he didn't know where to start, so he grinned bitterly. After crossing the Dongsheng Bridge, I saw two traffic patrol cars heading for North Street.

Only then did Zhang Ke remember that on July 18, 1994, almost all the traffic policemen in Xicheng District were drawn to the Bell Tower Square area to maintain order. Because on this day, nearly 100 employees of Xinguang Paper Mill gathered in the Bell Tower Square to make trouble. The old factory of Xinguang Paper Mill is located on the bank of the Shugang River in the south of the city, with backward technology and serious pollution. Chengnan District made up its mind to move the Xinguang Paper Mill out of the main urban area and planned to build a new factory in the southern suburbs industrial park. However, building a new factory and purchasing equipment will cost bank loans. It was exhausted, there was no working capital, raw materials could not be brought in, and it had not been started. In addition, the workers felt that the new factory was far away from the urban area, so they were unwilling to close the old factory, and gathered in front of the city hall every now and then to make trouble.