The train's terminus is Shanghai, a charming city known as the "Magic Capital of China".

Shanghai, for me, a ninth-rate gangster who didn't even finish high school, is just those pale text descriptions in books, economy, prosperity, and fashion, but these words are extremely abstract.

It's like when our teacher taught us to say "A, B, C, D..." in middle school. Again, I never had the luxury of interacting with foreigners, so I never studied seriously, and I never dared to imagine that one day I would leave my hometown and swim to the beach, and I didn't even know whether this fantastic city was in the south or north of the three eastern provinces.

We took a slightly better than the green car "K" shaped first car, the conductor said that the exact time to arrive at the terminal station is 46 hours, but this "ox cart" has never been on time, the first day I was basically restless leaning on the smoking place to stand all day, Xie Zeyong and Chen Yutian accompanied me, especially Xie Zeyong kept talking jokes to make me laugh.

It's tiring to sit in the car, in fact, it's more tiring to stand on the train, especially before I still have a wound on my arm, and I feel even more strained by leaning on the oily car wall, I sighed and pounded two sore calves, not that I didn't want to go back to the seat, but our seat let two fifty-year-old uncles sit.

Two old men in their fifties, carrying a blanket on their backs, were going to work in the "big city", but they didn't buy tickets, and seeing that they were about the same age as my father, I was embarrassed to let them get out of the way.

"Kangzi, let's go to the dining car, let's order a few side dishes from the dining car, a whole bottle of high-height small soju, and it's hard to find it if you want to drink the grain wine of our hometown in the big city." Xie Zeyong put his arm around my shoulders and glanced at Chen Yuangel next to him, and we walked towards the dining car.

Because the Northeast is the starting station, some of the home-cooked dishes fried in the dining car have a strong Northeast flavor, and after ordering a few small stir-fries, the two of us made a bottle of Laojiao wine, Chen Yutian said for the first time that he also wanted to drink, and we almost didn't say a word while eating and drinking.

The things sold on the train are really profitable, a bottle of old cellar wine in the store for eight yuan, they actually sell it for twenty-eight, and the cheapest fried wine also costs thirty yuan, if it is usual, I will definitely not suffer this dumb loss, the problem is that now there are no seats on the whole train, and if you don't suffer a loss, you have to go to the smoking place to drink the northwest wind.

"Brother Bao, I'll say a lot of words, you look at the mood to answer me, let's go to Shanghai this time, don't you plan to tell anyone?" Half a glass of white wine was in his stomach, Xie Zeyong's face was a little ruddy, he picked up two peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth, and asked me while chewing.

"Well, when we get to Shanghai, I'm almost a wanted criminal, what are you doing with my brothers? A cat who hides in Tibet for a lifetime?" I nodded, touched a glass of wine with him, and said, "So I keep persuading you to buy another ticket back when you get to the station." ”

"Don't talk about that useless calf, labor and management just like excitement, from our small poor mountain village can have a hairy life, even if you become the big brother of the county, what can you do? And the eldest brother is a free wind, like to caress from the shoulder blades of the beautiful woman..."Xie Zeyong shook the white wine glass in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the incandescent light on the roof of the car through the wine glass.

"Speak human words. I laughed and scolded him.

"There are a lot of beautiful women in big cities, and there are big white legs everywhere, my brother doesn't like anything in his life, he likes all kinds of big beauties, hehehe..." Xie Zeyong stretched out his hands on his chest lewdly and gestured, with a lewd smile on his face.

"Silly roe deer!" Of course I knew that Xie Zeyong was talking nonsense, just to comfort my heart, maybe it was so simple between brothers, I laughed and grabbed a handful of his hair, "Come, drink!"

"Why are you drinking? We have to create some reasons for ourselves to be happy!" Xie Zeyong grabbed his head and leaned against Chen Yutian, who was speechless next to him, "Brother, don't be bored and don't speak, it's hard to go out of the house, happy and happy!"

Chen Yutian turned his head to look out of the dark car window without saying a word, and was slapped by Xie Zeyong, he leaned on the table with a "wow" and cried bitterly, "I miss my father..."

"Well, this kid has drunk too much. Xie Zeyong smiled at me, with a hint of sorrow between his eyebrows, and sighed softly, "Don't worry about anything else, it's grandma, she's an old man in her seventies, and I don't know if I can... Alas..."

"I earned one million before leaving, you, me, Wang Xing, Wen Jin, the family divided 200,000, I specially told Wang Xing to ask him to help grandma find a reliable nanny, it shouldn't be a big problem. I raised my glass and touched one with Xie Zeyong.

Xie Zeyong lowered his head, took the opportunity to wipe the corners of his eyes twice, and said in a trembling voice, "Actually, I just talk so casually, and I haven't served my grandmother for a few days when I'm at home..."

"Alas!" I sighed with a loud sigh.

"Society, my brother Bao, don't say I didn't remind you, when you get to the big city, don't spit, those group of chengguan are more scary than the ghost gate!" Probably seeing that my mood was also a little low, Xie Zeyong jokingly spanked and said, this thing spit on his heels with a sound of "phew..."

"No quality. It caused a few middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes on the table next to them to be dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, I don't have the quality, what's wrong?" The Northeast man was already loud, and after drinking some wine, Xie Zeyong instantly stood up with red eyes.

I hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my buddy drank too much!" I hurriedly pressed Xie Zeyong to his seat, and apologized to a few uncles with my hands folded.

"Yongzi, it's good to be at home for a thousand days, it's difficult to go out, you have to learn to control your temper in the future, don't cause trouble, and we're not afraid of things!" I comforted Xie Zeyong while pouring him wine.

"The young man is right, don't cause trouble and don't be afraid of it!" A thin little old man sitting in the back row of us, who was reading through the Yangcheng Evening News with a crumpled copy, couldn't help but speak out when he heard my words.

I looked back and smiled at the little old man, he was about forty years old, his head was slightly bowed, the skin on his face was very rough, he was wearing an earthy gray low-necked tunic, and he was holding a cheap nylon pocket in his arms.

"Listening to the accent, you are also from the Northeast?" The old man saw me smiling at him, blinked his little eyes twice, and sat down next to Chen Yutian very familiarly.

"Yes, we are from Heilongjiang! Uncle, where are you? Not on the hour?" Xie Zeyong enthusiastically filled Chen Yutian's wine glass with wine and pushed it in front of the old man.

"I'm also from Heilongjiang, you don't think it's a coincidence, we can meet a train of leather people, it's really fate!" The old man climbed up the pole and raised his wine glass to touch me and Xie Zeyong one by one.

I laughed in my heart, but I didn't say it, the starting station of this train is the Northeast, and 80% of the whole train is from the Northeast, which is a special coincidence.

But to be honest, I always felt a sense of déjà vu about this shriveled little old man, but I didn't think I had ever met him again.

"Fifty-two degrees of old cellar wine, enough!" After the old man took a sip of liquor, he took out a pack of shredded tobacco from his nylon pocket with a look of enjoyment, dipped it in spittle, rolled a dry tobacco for himself, and politely handed it to us, "Come on, don't you have a tobacco leaf grown in your own field, it's fragrant!"

"No, don't smoke from the carriage, we will be said to be unqualified again!" Xie Zeyong deliberately raised his voice and looked at several middle-aged people on the table next to him defiantly.

"Yes, yes, when we go out!, we represent the image of our hometown!" The old man embarrassedly pinned the cigarette to his ear, grabbed Chen Yutian's chopsticks and stuffed the food into his mouth, looked at us vaguely and said, "Where are you going?"

I originally wanted to make a look at Xie Zeyong, but I didn't expect that this guy's mouth was too fast, and he had already made a fool of himself: "The terminal is Shanghai, where are you going, uncle?"

"Coincidentally, it's too fateful! I also went to Shanghai to work as a cook in a five-star hotel! Hehe..." The old man rubbed his red wine trough nose and raised his head and asked us, "Do you have a job?"