Fortunately it's you

Zhang Xiaowei sat for a long time, felt that the train was a bit cold, flinched, and couldn't help but sneezed loudly.The sneeze woke up the two sleeping peasant uncles.The tall and strong uncle took out a pack of clothes from the bag, picked out the most tidy and up-to-date clothes and handed them to Zhang Xiaowei, and motioned for Zhang Xiaowei to put them on.

Zhang Xiaowei smiled at him, took the clothes, and put them on his body.Zhang Xiaowei got up and said, "You two uncles, why don't you sit on your seats for a while. I'll stand up and move around."

Hearing Zhang Xiaowei's words, another short and fat migrant worker got up slightly, and wanted to sit down on the seat, but was pushed down by another tall and strong migrant worker.He pointed to his body, waved his hand and said, "Dirty, I'm dirty, I don't sit."

Zhang Xiaowei didn't give in, he got up, bypassed them and went to the toilet.

Zhang Xiaowei pushed open the window of the toilet, and the wind brought by the speeding train was still biting.Zhang Xiaowei wrapped his clothes tighter.Looking up, he saw the stars in the sky.

Zhang Xiaowei seemed to see a star blinking at him.

Zhang Xiaowei heard from an old man in the village that when a person dies, he has a chance to become a star in the sky.If you have something on your mind, you can blink your eyes, and the living people on the ground can feel it.

Zhang Xiaowei thought of who he would wink at when he turned into a star one day, it must be Zhang Zhi.He always hoped that he could die before Zhang Zhi, because it was really sad to live alone in the world.

He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of being alone.

Why do you think of him again, Zhang Xiaowei smiled wryly.

Zhang Xiaowei shrank and returned to his seat. The tall and strong migrant worker uncle said with a silly smile, "It's only September, so it's so cold? Is it, is the air conditioner turned up?"

"Yeah, it's only September, and that's also September." Zhang Xiaowei murmured to himself.

Memories dragged Zhang Xiaowei to September, a month that shone golden.

It was also the days when he was a boy in fur horse, with unlimited scenery.

That September, because the township government joined forces with nearby middle schools and elementary schools to hold a grand sports meeting to select sports talents.

It just so happened that the physical education teacher of the school was temporarily away for two weeks because of something.Because of preparing for the sports meeting, the task of leading the coach fell to Zhang Zhi.

In those two weeks, after two classes in the afternoon, Zhang Zhi stood in the middle of the playground and blew the assembly whistle.

Zhang Zhi became a man of the school not because of his good grades, nor because of his wealth. The secret of his fame is his impressive sports performance.

He was much taller than his peers, with a vigorous body and two long legs.As long as he participates in sports, the champion will basically not be left behind.Zhang Zhi was also the captain of the school's flag-raising team, and when the national flag was raised on Monday morning, he was even more energetic.

So wherever Zhang Zhi went, he was the focus of attention of his juniors.

Zhang Xiaowei is the shortest boy in the class, even shorter than most of the girls.His height made him more and more taciturn and inferior.He hardly has any friends, except Zhang Zhi.

But Zhang Xiaowei is also in the school team because of his rope skipping, which is the holder of the county record.So he will train with Zhang Zhi every day.

The course that must be trained every day is running, and running is required for all events.Run from the school playground to a hill behind the school.

Every time Zhang Xiaowei would fall behind, he just wanted to see Zhang Zhi who was blowing the whistle and shouting "one two one, one two one".

Zhang Zhi would always slow down his pace, waiting for Zhang Xiaowei.

The two of them ran side by side in the setting sun without words, and the golden afterglow shone on them, making them warm and peaceful.

That touch of gold also became the most moving color in Zhang Xiaowei's eyes.

When the first ray of morning light shone on Zhang Xiaowei's face, Zhang Xiaowei realized that he had been immersed in Zhang Zhi's memories for a whole night.

Strangely, he didn't feel tired at all, but became more and more energetic.And almost didn't eat anything all night, Zhang Xiaowei didn't feel hungry.

Turning his head, he found that the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks had got out of the car at some point.Two uncle migrant workers were sitting on the ground, sleeping soundly with their knees hugged. The seat next to them was empty, and neither of them came to the seat.Zhang Xiaowei sighed, and continued to look at the exquisiteness outside the car window.

Under the starlight, Zhang Xiaowei could vaguely see the train passing through the endless plains, and at this moment, the train began to pass through the hills.

The mountains and mountains in the distance are layer upon layer, which is truly spectacular.There are lotus flowers all over the paddy fields on both sides of the railway track.

The morning dew rolls on the lotus leaves, and against the background of the morning sun, it looks like pearls and jade, shining with dazzling luster.

The early morning on the train was unusually quiet, completely different from the hustle and bustle of people at night.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's take a freshly baked breakfast for only [-] yuan, and a freshly made breakfast for only [-] yuan." The flight attendant who sold the breakfast woke up the sleeping people.

The people sitting on the ground stood up one after another to give up their seats.

The carriage suddenly became lively again.

When the breakfast car passed by Zhang Xiaowei, Zhang Xiaowei smelled the aroma of steamed buns.Zhang Xiaowei suddenly felt a little hungry, Zhang Xiaowei struggled to take out the wallet sewn inside his clothes.Just about to ask for a piece, the tall and strong farmer next to him snorted, "How much is this box of breakfast?"

"Ten yuan." The flight attendant said lazily.

"Why is it so expensive? Isn't it just a steamed bun, a bowl of porridge and a tea egg, and it costs only one yuan in my house." The short farmer stuck out his tongue and said.

"This handsome guy wants one?" The flight attendant obviously saw Zhang Xiaowei taking out his wallet.

"Well, well, let's have three copies." Zhang Xiaowei took out 30 yuan.

"Why do you buy so much, you can't eat." The tall farmer next to him quickly pushed the money back to Zhang Xiaowei.

"Five yuan, is it right?" The short farmer frowned and asked in a low voice.

"For this price, if you don't want it, get out of the way." The flight attendant was obviously a little impatient.

"Let's have three. Forget it, let's have two." The tall farmer hesitated and said.

Zhang Xiaowei saw the tall farmer taking away the lunch box, and said to the flight attendant, "Give me one too."

The tall farmer hurriedly said, "This box is for you. The two of us eat one box, and we still have pancakes." Turning around, he said to the flight attendant, "Go away, I don't want any more."

The flight attendant gave him a blank look, and pushed the dining car away.

The tall farmer handed the lunch box to Zhang Xiaowei. Zhang Xiaowei wanted to refuse, but he didn't want to see his disappointed eyes, so he accepted the lunch box from the tall farmer.

Zhang Xiaowei took out a ten-yuan renminbi from his wallet and handed it to the tall farmer, saying, "Uncle, it's not easy for you to make money. I can't eat your stuff for free."

The tall farmer's face darkened, "You young man, why are you so unreasonable? Although I can't make a lot of money, I can still earn some money. I can tell you are still a student when I look at your clothes. I can't Let the tender spend money. Besides, I ate a big bowl of noodles you gave me last night, and it was ten yuan, so we will even out. Also, your voice, uncle, I love to hear it."

The short farmer had already taken out the big pancakes and stuffed them into the tall ones, saying, "Go ahead, I have big pancakes here, they are delicious."

Zhang Xiaowei couldn't help but whet his appetite when he saw them eating pancakes with only pickled vegetables.

After finishing the steamed buns in the lunch box, I asked them for a pancake, which I also ate.

Make the two farmers happy.He wanted to give Zhang Xiaowei pancakes, Zhang Xiaowei hurriedly waved his hands, indicating that he couldn't eat any more.

By the time they finished eating, the flight attendant had already pushed the dining car back and said as he walked, "Let me go, the lunch box is cheaper, five yuan a box, let me go."

When the tall farmer heard this, he got up quickly and blocked the dining car.

"Isn't Nen bullying people? Give me ten yuan and others five?" The tall farmer asked angrily.

"We have this rule. When we go, we sell it for ten yuan, and when we come back, we sell it for five yuan." The flight attendant explained patiently.

"Isn't this a lie? Just a few minutes of work, and you are five yuan cheaper? How can you do this?" The tall farmer continued to hold the dining car, "No, you have to give me an explanation, otherwise I will You can't let the tenderness pass."

"Forget it, I'm unlucky." The flight attendant took out ten yuan and threw it to the tall farmer.

The other people who bought breakfast on the first trip yelled together, "Give me back five yuan too." "Yes, I have to explain it too."

The flight attendant had no choice but to refund the five yuan.

The flight attendant pushed the cart away resentfully.

Zhang Xiaowei gave them a thumbs up and said, "Uncle, that's amazing."

The tall farmer scratched the back of his head, "Hey, I don't want to see others bullying me. If it's me, I must, if it's not me, I don't want it. I can't be looked down upon, young man, you have to remember, you should bear it If you don't have to bear it, you can't bear it, and let others step on your head for nothing."

Zhang Xiaowei nodded again and again, expressing his agreement.

Zhang Xiaowei dragged the two farmers to their seats and started chatting with them.

A few hours later, the train finally arrived in Changsha.

Zhang Xiaowei reluctantly bid farewell to the two uncles. As soon as he stepped out of the train station, he felt a wave of heat coming towards him.

Zhang Xiaowei was mentally prepared, or he was a little bit spicy by Changsha's enthusiasm.

Zhang Xiaowei smiled wryly, glanced at the train station behind him, looked around this strange place, and muttered to himself, "Changsha, here I come."

The author has something to say: college life has begun, if you have any thoughts, you can tell me in the book review.