Tales on the Green Train

The green leather train has been stuck on the rails for more than half an hour, and there is still no sign of moving. The anxious bustle of the crowd is getting louder and louder. Zheng Fei rubbed his aching temple: "Tsk, I'm almost suffocating. I want to I can’t even get out of the toilet.”

Dongzi, who was sitting opposite him, was fighting the landlord, and he heard the words casually, "The land is full of wasteland, and Liao is uninhabited. Haha, where can I go?"

Zheng Fei gave him a big white eye.Although he likes to travel and appreciate the scenery of nature, it’s better to forget about the appreciation in this situation, not to mention the wild grass and the mountains that are thousands of meters away. He has been admiring it for more than half an hour, with his eyes closed. I can draw it—it's a pity that he can't draw, tsk, that can only be met in a dream.

Zheng Fei looked out boredly, "Damn it!" His upper body suddenly leaned forward, startling Dongzi who was opposite him.Zheng Fei pointed outside, "It's really going down!"

Dongzi and Qiangzi looked at the direction he was pointing at - there were already two or three young people who couldn't sit still and let themselves go.

"Look, I'm holding the baby back," Qiangzi said, "Why go outside if you can't go to the toilet? Will it grow up if you blow the wind?"

"You're talking about plants," Zheng Fei continued.

The green leather train is crowded with people. The train has been driving for more than ten hours, and the hard-seat carriages sleep all over the floor. It is really not easy to go to the toilet, and I can't even move my feet.Although it is said that smoking is prohibited in the carriage, when such force majeure occurs, the rules become decorations.The situation affects people's hearts, and when people's hearts are in chaos, those restrictive and civilized etiquettes become constraints.Breaking through the shackles will always give people a temporary sense of madness and refreshment.

For example, right now, some people are crazy.

After another hour, people got out of the car and got into the car one after another, not caring about the consequences of being abandoned in the wilderness.

Zheng Fei rested his chin decadently, and murmured, "I'm about to suffocate to death too, I'm so suffocated in my heart."

The smell in the train is too strong, fish and dragons are mixed, and there are all kinds of body odors.

Zheng Fei lasted for 10 minutes, and a child five meters in front of him began to cry. With the sound of beating the child and scolding his mother, the last trace of oxygen in Zheng Fei's chest was exhausted.

"Ah, no, no, no, I'm going out to catch my breath. Please show me the seats, don't let anyone get stuck on you."

"Hey! How did you get out?" Just as Dongzi finished speaking, Zheng Fei jumped out of the window with one hand.

Dongzi and Qiangzi looked at each other, Dongzi's raised hand was still in the air.Qiangzi looked at him, raised his hand and put his hand on the table, and patted it comfortingly twice.Then his eyes turned to Zheng Fei outside the car.

After Zheng Fei jumped out of the car, he stretched his waist and sucked up enough oxygen to wake up all the cells that had passed out.Only then did I start to enjoy the scenery with my waist pierced.In order not to make people mistakenly think that he also came down to pee, Zheng Fei has been walking around like a stroll in the courtyard.

The railway track construction site is deserted, and the wild scenery is naturally good. On a May day, even the wind is warm, and the place is green.

With a "boom", Zheng Fei subconsciously looked down.I seemed to have accidentally kicked something flying just now, and the sound seemed to be a metal object.

Under the cover of grass one meter away, a rusty iron box fell into Zheng Fei's eyes.I don't know how many years this box has been thrown here, and the blue patent leather is faintly visible.

Zheng Fei lowered his head and pulled it out. The box was packed so densely that it was designed in the style of a large dictionary. After the cover was lifted, there was still a layer of iron sheet, which could only be opened with a key.

But this layer of iron skin is meaningless, because its weak back was kicked to pieces by Zheng Fei just now.

Zheng Fei frowned, looked at the tin box condescendingly and hesitated for a while, then bent down to pick it up and took a look.

A thick book can be seen inside from the broken hole.Out of curiosity, he broke the tin sheet and took out the book.

The warm yellow cover is covered with frosted plastic skin, and the book is as thick as two or three centimeters.Zheng Fei flipped through it casually, and it was full of words.

He opened the title page, "July 1999, 7, the first day I met Zhang Yan, I was shocked..." Hu Bing signed the title.

"Yo, love diary", Zheng Fei murmured, but this long-standing number really made him curious, after all, he was still a drooling baby in 99.It was an antique to him.

"Tsk, and looking at the love stories of the older generation also gave me some experience", but it seems that this experience has failed a bit, otherwise this thick diary would not have been left in the wilderness.Guessing with toes also knows that it is a tragedy.

Zheng Fei just turned to the second page with a complicated mood, and Dongzi's shout came from behind, "Zheng Fei! Drive, come up!"

Being left behind in this uninhabited place was no small matter. No one had no signal, and there might be poisonous snakes in the wild. He felt that he might not even survive tonight.

Zheng Fei's heart tightened at the time, and he was about to run back with the diary in his arms.As soon as he took a step, he didn't know what nerves he committed, so he lowered his head and hugged the broken iron box.

Dongzi watched him stuff a pile of rags into his arms, stretched half his body with his hands, and leaned in. Qiangzi grabbed his collar with quick eyesight, and Dongzi quickly threw the rags in his arms to the ground , followed by grabbing Zheng Fei's arm.The two dragged him in abruptly.

Zheng Fei really wanted to say, "Actually, you don't have to worry so much, motherfuckers are strangling me to death..."

"Quick, where are my things?"

As soon as Zheng Fei sat down, he opened his hands and asked, his posture was like a beggar.

Dongzi bent down and crossed his legs to bring up a pile of junk and put it on the table, "What the hell is this? Did you go down and pick up whose ancestral grave?"

Zheng Fei checked the integrity of the diary, and then checked whether there was anything missing in the broken iron box, "I picked up an antique."

Because of the protection of the iron box, the paper is very complete, but it may be too old, and there are still some mildew spots.The author Hu Bing's handwriting is chic and elegant, and the black pen writing has some rough edges, but it does not hinder reading.

Zheng Fei turned over the paper as carefully as possible.The year 1999 is written on the title page, but the year the diary actually started recording is 2002...

"—Every summer is the busiest time for the whole family. Daokou Hutong is full of smoke and dust..."

The first diary is a very long memoir.

July 1999, 7, at two o'clock in the afternoon.A boy about 18 or [-] years old, wearing a bulky black and white sportswear, stood at the door of the barbecue shop and looked at the recruitment notice.

"Hourly workers, one yuan per hour", the boy frowned and thought for 2 minutes, as if he was trying to settle accounts. Two minutes later, he knocked on the door of the barbecue shop.

A fat, bald head poked his head out, "What's the matter? Come on, let's talk first." The man gave way to the door enthusiastically.The boy's bright forehead flickered, and the words he was about to say were blocked. He swallowed silently, as if he had swallowed all the panic.

"Excuse me, are you still recruiting people? Oh, I came in according to the notice at the door." His tone was deliberately polite, like a kind of restraint unconsciously shown when he arrived in a place he was unfamiliar with. With a kind of deliberate stability and maturity, as if he was afraid that others would underestimate him.

"Recruiting and recruiting, just follow the notice, hey..." The bald head looked him up and down a few times, "Are you here to apply for the job?"

"Yeah," the boy nodded, beating his heart, for fear that he would say that he should not be underage.

"If you want to come over that night, where do you live, I haven't seen this place before."

"I just moved here, and now I live in Yihe District."

"Well...it's okay, it's not far. I'm busy until late at night, so be careful on the road."

"Oh...thank you", the boy smiled happily, he knew that this test was over.

"From four o'clock in the afternoon to two o'clock in the evening, you can go and deliver the food," the bald head added to his door.

The boy thanked him again, and then walked into the scorching sun.

At nine o'clock in the evening, under the darkness of night, a boy in a blue and white school uniform swung his schoolbag into a yo-yo. He didn't bend over until he was near the barbecue stall, and then he curled up into a shrimp and sneaked through the restaurant door from between the dining tables.

"Oh my god!—Who?!"

Hu Bing covered his forehead and looked up at the person who knocked him down. Unexpectedly, the person who bumped him ignored him as if no one was there, and went straight to the dining table.

Hu Bing sat on the ground and forgot to get up, "This dude is so cool~ah!"

"Hu Xiaobing!" The woman yelled in a shrill voice, kicking her precious son who was sitting on the ground, "Where did you die, you got covered in mud?"

Hu Bing wanted to say, in fact, I got covered in water, and when I sat on the ground, I was stained with dirt, so it turned into mud.This involves a process of physical change.

Hu Bing stood up, patted the mud on his body, "Mom, who is this?"

The clothes became more and more colorful, and turned into a gaudy Dalmatians.

"Newly recruited hourly workers, hurry up and help!"

Fortunately, this is the busiest time at the barbecue stall at nine o'clock, and Hu's mother is not in the mood to nag him.

After Hu Bing changed his clothes, he came to his bald dad. Dad was easier to talk to than mom, at least he was reasonable.

"When did you recruit people?" Hu Bing looked at the strange boy and asked dryly the bald father.

"I just came here today." Father Hu lit a cigarette, twirled a handful of meat skewers, and took a puff as if fascinated, "As soon as the notice was posted, someone came to apply for the job. Hey, it's not easy to do anything now. "

Hu Bing looked back at the boy, "Is he underage? Are you hiring child labor?"

"Fuck you, a hired child laborer, he's as old as you..."

Isn't that child labor?Hu Bingxin said.

Seeing his father's expression, Hu Bing felt that his next sentence was the classic "other people's child", so he quickly interjected, "What's his name? Does he go to the same school as me?"

Papa Hu choked on the words he almost uttered, and turned a corner, "Zhang Yan, I heard that he came here with his mother, it seems that he doesn't go to school anymore."

A few sentences hide a lot of meaning, for example, is he from a divorced family, does he have no father, and why doesn't he go to school?

But Hu Bing wanted to go back, but didn't ask.Hearing that his life experience—compared to his own—is such a bizarre peer, he just couldn't help his father's eyes on Zhang Yan.Zhang Yan was serving the grilled meat skewers to the dining table, and he answered a few words with a deliberately polite smile.Then turn around and go to the next table.

"As old as me?" Hu Bing murmured.But he doesn't look like a gangster who wanders the streets of society, he is far from the "social people" who rob children's pocket money at the alley.

The wind in the summer night is very cool, and the smoke from the barbecue is everywhere, and it is scattered on people's faces.But Zhang Yan seemed completely indifferent. No matter how others avoided or coughed, he walked through it like no one else was there and did his own thing.

Hu Bing felt that he had a sense of indifference and alienation, which made him more mature than his peers.

It might be because he stared at people for too long, Zhang Yan seemed to secretly sigh helplessly, then turned around and looked straight at Hu Bing who was standing at the door.Looking at each other, Hu Bing was stunned and forgot his embarrassment. Zhang Yan frowned slightly, his expression seemed a little impatient.Seeing that he had nothing to say, he turned around and continued to work.

"Damn it!" Hu Bing came back to his senses, and patted his face, "He's a vassal of Fenghuo opera, and I'm... a handsome meat skewer opera boy??"

Hu Bing couldn't help but look at his own barbecue stall.

Father Hu touched his shiny bald head, and slapped his son, "Go to work, why are you standing in a daze at the door? The door frame of the old station is not good, and it is easy to cause trouble." Father Hu pointed.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know..." Hu Bing rolled up his sleeves and ran over to the barbecue stall.

Nine o'clock in the evening was the busiest time, and Hu Bing was so busy with his hungry chest against his back that he didn't say a word to Zhang Yan.

I didn't have time to stretch my muscles until midnight.Hu Bing grabbed a handful of meat skewers and drew his tail to get close to Zhang Yan. He stretched the meat skewers towards Zhang Yan and said with a smile, "Please eat."

Zhang Yan hesitated for a while, as if he knew it was not good to be too reserved, and also realized the identity of the other party's boss's son, he took the meat skewer as easy as possible, "Thank you", he took a bite of the meat next.

Hu Bing looked at him, and inexplicably saw the other party's cautious vigilance, and the panic hidden under the calm surface-although he didn't know why he saw these, let alone whether what he saw was reliable.

"I heard from my dad that you are new here? I haven't seen you in this area." Hu Bing started, "However," he scratched his ear shyly, "You don't look like the one here. Man, well, you're clean."

Zhang Yan had light brown hair and light brown pupils that couldn't be concealed by the night, and half of his eyelids could be covered by the sea when the wind blows.His back is always straight, making him look a little taller than he actually is.

"Clean?" Zhang Yan was suspicious. He subconsciously looked at his sportswear, which was already dirty after working for a long time, and the white canvas shoes were covered with dirt and dust. "Where is it clean?" he thought to himself.

But after thinking about it, he still enjoyed these few compliments.Zhang Yan's expression, visible to the naked eye, became much more relaxed.A few skewers of meat and a few words of casual praise seemed to open a crack in the boy's heart.

Zhang Yan said, "I came here with my mother. I used to be in City A, so I'm really not from here."

Hu Bing was surprised, "That's a first-tier city, so why did you come here?"

Zhang Yan smiled wryly and said, "My parents are divorced."

Hu Bing's face was embarrassed, and he said dryly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"I know."

At this time, a group of five people in colorful clothes entered the gate. Zhang Yan dutifully walked forward with a list and a ballpoint pen.

Early the next morning, Hu Bing, who was awakened by the scorching heat, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of his house.Annoyed, he rubbed his face and hair, rubbing his hair, and couldn't help but grab two handfuls, "Tsk, it's grown." Counting it, it's been two months since I didn't care.But it's no wonder, it's summer vacation, what image do you pay attention to if you don't stay in school?

image?

Zhang Yan's appearance suddenly appeared in Hu Bing's mind, and he felt that the daily contrast was too obvious, tsk, it is still necessary to pay attention.

"Bingzi, get up and eat!"

"Hey."

Hu Bing quickly picked up two mouthfuls of rice, stretched out his palm while his mother was out to cook, and said vaguely: "Give me the money, I'm going to get a haircut", and then shook his flowing hair.

Father Hu pointed with his chopsticks, "Don't look at it, you hate having too much hair now, hehe, you will inevitably be like me in the future!"

Hu Bing: "..."

"How about I tell the barber shop to keep it and pick it up later?"

Hu's father rubbed his bald head and angrily threw him a handful of change, and Hu Bingfei also ran out the door.

"Hey, you..."

Mother Hu's voice was thrown into the wind and became a mess.

"You're wasting money on him again," Hu's mother turned to attack the good-tempered bald husband.

The bald husband smiled and pinched a piece of pig's ear, and said to himself, "One pregnancy is stupid for three years, don't care about women."