NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3: Live happily
Chapter 3 Live happily
Educated youths went to the countryside to support construction. Some responded to the call of the country with enthusiasm, and some had no choice but to share the quota. However, no matter what, the tickets purchased by the Educated Youth Office for them all came with hard seats but with seat numbers.
Following the markings on the ticket, they quickly found the corresponding location. An Zhiqiu greeted the people inside with a hearty smile, passed the luggage in his hand, and jumped through the narrow window without waiting for the stop. Wen turned around and stretched out his hand to An Zhixia.
An Zhixia, who was ten years younger, handed over his hand and kicked his slender legs hard. When he was about to go up, An's father pulled him.
Looking at his eldest daughter, whose face was red from the cold and looked very much like his deceased wife, An's father pursed his lips and tried to touch her head with his rough hand, but was dodged.
An Zhiqiu and An Zhixia were his first children, and they were full of expectations and love. But then the baby's mother passed away, and the family suddenly became chaotic. They had three meals a day in the canteen, and the money they earned was gone. The money was gone at the end of the month, and his clothes were torn and there was no one to sew them. In short, in order to solve the problem, he asked someone to find a woman. He didn't care what she did. After seven years, his life became smooth, but his brother and sister suffered. .
"Dad, Dad is incompetent. You two, brother and sister, take care of each other," he said dryly, stuffing the things wrapped in handkerchiefs in his hands, holding her hand tightly, and a belated look flashed in his eyes. Love and reluctance: "In the future, I will bring you more food, money, and tickets. After the Chinese New Year, I will ask for leave and come back to make up for it. Dad is here, and you will have a place to live."
If the original owner was here, she might have been deceived by his loving appearance, but a young life has stayed in the depths of winter forever. She stuffed the things into her bag without any shame, tugged the corners of her lips, "I'm with you. My brother has wondered countless times, if he lost half of your blood, would his life be happier than it is now? "
Bing Lingzi's heart was hurting just like that. An's father was stunned on the spot, looking at the train going away, and suddenly realized that his son and daughter would never come back again.
As soon as he entered the carriage, An Zhixia coughed violently, as if he was about to spit out his lungs.
An Zhiqiu was so frightened that he quickly took out the mottled enamel jar and borrowed water from someone, "Drink some quickly, won't you be fine in the morning? Why are you seriously ill again now?" He said angrily, "You know this, I shouldn't have kept you waiting with them for so long."
After drinking the water, her face turned red, her body limply clung to her brother, and she said in a medium voice: "Brother, please stop nagging, I'm dizzy, hurry up and find a seat to sit down." Then she burst into tears again. Coughing heartbreakingly.
An Zhiqiu, who was half-cowarded, quickly took out his ticket and looked for a seat. He looked at a woman in her forties holding a half-year-old child and a dirty man of about the same age next to her. She said with a sullen face: "Auntie, Sir, this is my sister’s seat, please give it up.”
The woman frowned and whispered, "I've been standing here with your uncle for a whole day, and I'm very tired. Please be kind and let us sit down and rest for a while."
The man also laughed innocently without moving his buttocks.
An Zhixia, who was coughing until tears came to her eyes, shook her head repeatedly, unable to speak, which made the people around her anxious.
“Madam, uncle, it is our pleasure to offer you our seat. Didn’t you see that this comrade is so sick that he can’t stand upright?”
“Isn’t that right? If everyone says a few nice words like you and gets a seat, why should we spend more money to buy tickets?”
“You are obviously relying on your elders and bullying us for being young and thin-skinned!”
A group of young people who were standing despite clearly holding tickets were angry and spoke one after another.
When they came up, there were people sitting in the seats, most of them were pregnant women, women holding children, old men, and old ladies. Seeing the exhaustion and apology on the faces of these people, they just drank a tank of "Chicken Soup for the Soul" before getting on the bus. "They were so full of passion that they couldn't even say anything to drive people away. Helplessly looking at the companions in the same situation, they could only busy putting away their luggage.
An Zhiqiu said with a cold face: "If you two can't get up, then I'll ask the flight attendant what to do."
People who hold iron rice bowls are not easy to mess with. The woman angrily pushed up the child in her arms and cursed: "Why are you sleeping? Haven't you seen anyone chasing you away? We are a peasant class, but these young masters and ladies are not capable of buying a seat." ticket."
"Comrade, what do you say? Seat tickets are stipulated by the state, and those who jointly buy seats have become capitalists? What about you, you claim to be a farmer, but you spend the least money to sit here and enjoy it? You are not taking advantage of the country. ?" An Zhiqiu only likes his own girls and doesn't have much patience with others.
"What are you talking about? Why don't you just grab your stuff and leave?" He was slapped on the back of his head, and the flight attendant also came over after hearing the news. The man grabbed the stuff and pulled the person away.
Other people who had no seats also stood up sullenly in the cold faces of the educated youths.
The brothers and sisters happened to be connected by the window. After settling in, she leaned on her brother's shoulder and closed her eyes, coughing from time to time. Seeing that the girl was calmer, An Zhiqiu whispered to the person next to him.
“Mom, can you hold the child and sit next to me for a while?” A soft voice sounded in the awkward carriage.
“This, this is not okay, we are just going home to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year, it is too scary for you to go online..."
"It's okay, ma'am. We are all Xiahua people and we do things carefully. The comrade who was there was seriously ill and everyone was a little anxious."
“You are a good-looking girl with a sweet mouth and a kind heart, but I won’t be polite to you.”
While he was talking, a few more soft-hearted educated youths squeezed to the side, leaving half a seat for the people standing.
The tense atmosphere in the carriage suddenly dissipated for the most part, but it seemed that the An family brother and sister had been a little unreasonable before.
An Zhixia, who pretended to be asleep, sighed inwardly. She came from the era of information explosion in the 21st century. She had been fighting in the entertainment industry for ten years. She had seen too much of human relationships, and her conscience had long been fed to the dog.
Even in the 1970s, she didn’t want to make too many changes. She only had the words that her best friend often said echoing in her mind: not seeking success but seeking no regrets.
"Ahem," the young man who had a good relationship with An Zhiqiu cleared his throat, "We all go to the countryside to support construction. It is fate that we sit together today. Why don't we introduce each other and talk about where we will be assigned to in the future? I can take care of it.”
“Start with me first…”
Everyone laughed and said their names and destinations loudly. Since they were in the same carriage, the assigned places were naturally not far apart.
There are two people in the same village branch as the An family brothers and sisters. One is An Zhiqiu's classmate Yang Jiong, and the other is the girl who gave up her seat Qi Yunlan. They all seem to be like little suns, and they can easily move the people around them. atmosphere.
(End of this chapter)