The winter in Jinbei is not as cold as words, the wind blows like a knife, and it goes straight to the face one by one, Zhou Chongchao sighed in the palm of his hand, and then continued to hold the red cloth box in his hand.

Holding his father inside, the old man was afraid of pain, and he didn't want to suffer more before he died, Zhou Chong held this urn all the way as an eyeball, he was afraid that if the old man fell, the old man would be so painful that he would climb up from the bottom to find him.

The old man's illness is not a day or two.

Cancer, terminal, the doctor said the bones were all black, and there was no way to save it.

The old man left home at a young age, worked hard outside for half his life, and when he was dying, the only thing he wanted was to go home.

But he still didn't come back, it was his son who took a train with his ashes for more than 20 hours, and traveled thousands of miles to bring him back.

After a month or two, Zhou Chong didn't know how he came over, properly handled the old man's funeral, sold the old man's shares, held his ashes, and embarked on the road to Jinbei.

Zhou Chong came to Jinbei for the first time.

It's not as good as he thought, the air is cold, the place is poor, and everywhere is dusty.

The station is open-air, a place enclosed by yellowed walls on three sides, a red sign is hung in front of the station, and the words "station" are sprayed with white spray paint, and there are only a few green broken buses parked inside, and women with waist bags shout from time to time: "Yang County! Erwang Town!

"How much does it cost to go to Nanli?"

"How many people?"

"One. ”

"Twenty dollars for a person. The woman who sold the ticket raised her eyes and looked at the child, who had just become an adult: "Young man, the accent is not local, right? Why did you come to our Jinbei alone?"

Zhou Chong raised his eyelids and ignored her, calmly took out a hundred red pieces from his wallet and handed it to her.

"Yo, a hundred, a hundred, a zero, I see if I can find it. The woman rummaged through her satchel, and finally found a handful of change tickets and handed them to Zhou Chong: "Be a little bit yourself, and find that you have less money halfway back, but you can't come back to me." ”

Zhou Chong still ignored her, put the money in his pocket, and walked directly to the back with the package.

There were no people in the car, more than a dozen seats were not filled, the last row was a four-person seat, Zhou Chong just arrived at the ground and found that the last row was occupied, the person was lying on the four seats, the whole person was a big character, and a pair of long legs stretched out nowhere to place.

The man was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater, wrapped in an army-green coat, and on the bottom of the day, he was wearing a pair of washed white jeans and a pair of shiny sneakers!

He was lying on his back, but he couldn't see his face, a magazine was covering his face, and the back of the shoddy books was printed with a coolly dressed girl, and the two taels of flesh on his chest were about to jump out through the book cover.

A big mess!

Zhou Chong frowned, the car had already started, and the swaying made it unstable to stand, so he had to sit in front of the person nearby.

Zhou Chong, who was swaying in the car, wanted to vomit, and the unpleasant smell of engine oil passed through the air and reached the tip of his nose, making people nauseous.

He hugged the urn in his arms tightly, and lay on it with his eyes closed, as if it would be much better to lie on his stomach like this.

"Bang!"

The sound of the heavy object falling on the ground woke Zhou Chong up, opened his eyelids, and was relieved to make sure that the urn was still in his arms.

Looking to the side, there was a man in his forties lying on the ground, and the footprints on the black cotton jacket were very obvious.

There is also a long leg that has not been withdrawn in the back, and the white skate shoes worn on the feet are still in the air, revealing a little bare feet, and the skin is very white, but the cold is blue.

"What to do!"

"What are you doing, why are you kicking me!"

"Stinky boy, are you looking for death!"

The man got up from the ground and raised his fist viciously to hit him in the back!

The white feet moved again.

"Bang!" The force of this kick was a little hard, kicking the man's heart, so that he didn't get up for a while, covering his heart and screaming.

"Does it hurt?" A light voice came from behind, and there was a hoarse voice in it, but it was soft, but the words that came out were not so gentle.

"There's something more painful, want to try it?"

The man lay on the ground and shook his head like a rattle. How could he have thought that he would run into a thorn in the face today!

It's really a disadvantage to be a teacher, a disadvantage to be a teacher!

"If you dare to stretch out your hand again, don't want to. The white foot was lowered.

Zhou Chong watched the man lying on the ground run to the front door, touched his pocket, and looked at half of the money that had been pulled out, and then he knew what was going on.

Is this a pickpocket?

"Dude, why did you buy a ticket and pay so much money to come out? Stupid fork? You have a lot of tickets in your wallet, are you being targeted now? Believe it or not, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have a pair of pants left!"

The man behind him opened his voice, his voice was still soft, but the words he said were rude, making people feel a little harsh, and the good voice was ruined by the words he said.

"Oh, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Chong raised his eyelids, his tone was still indifferent, he turned his head sideways and looked at the person behind the seat.

This time, there was no yellow magazine to cover his face, a very good-looking face was revealed, he had an inch head, his skin was very white, a pair of eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were slightly narrow, his nose was very straight, his lips were very thin, and there was a small mole on the right side of the tip of his chin, and the corners of his mouth were hooked as if he was laughing, but the smile was frozen on his face.

"!"

"What did you say? Didn't I hear me?"

Obviously, Zhou Chong's attitude made the man doubt himself a little.

"I helped you, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have your pants left. ”

"Hey, that's how you treat your benefactor?"

The tail of the eyes that was picked up on it was finally gone, and the hooked smile was gone, and there was a feeling of doubting life, and the pair of black eyes kept staring at Zhou Chong's face, as if he wanted to see something from above.

However, Zhou Chong let him down.

"Nosy!"

After saying four words, Zhou Chong turned his head and continued to lie on the urn, being tossed this time, he wanted to vomit even more.

The car drove all the way to Nanli, and it took about forty minutes, swaying so long that it almost didn't shake Zhou Chong's stomach out.

He just got out of the car with his ashes, and before he could find a place to vomit, he was intercepted.

Black sweater, military coat, jeans, white board shoes, can wear such a mess on one person, Zhou Chong has only seen such a one.

"Stop. ”

"The one in the black jacket, it's you! Stand there and don't move me!"

"Hey, did I let you go?"

The man copied his pockets in his hands, his remaining inch was cold in the cold wind, his eyebrows and eyes were also cold, and his thin lips were a little purple at the moment.

Zhou Chong ignored him and continued to bury his head and walk forward, he had to find a place to vomit for a while.

"!"

The man in the back seemed angry.

From a few meters away, the sound of the coat fluttering in the wind could be heard.

Zhou Chong still didn't even look back, there wasn't even a trash can here, and the stomach was really tumbling unbearably, so Zhou Chong simply leaned on the telephone pole on the side and spit it out directly.

"Vomit ......"

As soon as the man landed on the ground, Zhou Chong spit out a shoe, and an indescribable smell instantly appeared on the white shiny board shoes.

The man was stunned.

"I ...... it!"

"Why do I have a grudge against you, do I?"

He grabbed Zhou Chong's collar, his eyes as if he was about to breathe fire.

"Vomit ......"

Seeing that Zhou Chong was about to vomit again, he hurriedly raised his hand and pushed the person aside, just like a hot potato, refusing to take a step closer to Zhou Chong.

"Go, go, go...... Don't come, don't move, stay away from me!"

"Are you sick?"

"Can you vomit so fiercely in a car, is it still a man?" The man bent over, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and gently wiped the contents off the white sneakers!

"It's disgusting!" the man frowned, throwing the paper away in disgust. As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw Zhou Chong, who had finished vomiting, holding on to the telephone pole, staring at him with flickering eyes, and his gaze was quite unkind.

"What are you going to see, are you going to fight?"

"Hey, you're throwing up me, I haven't asked you to settle this account yet! My heart is on fire!"

"Oh. Zhou Chong's eyes darkened. "Since it's all on fire, let's fight. ”

"Mother, it's endless!"

"Long-winded, not verbose!" Zhou Chong shook his neck, threw the backpack aside, put the urn in his hand on the backpack, and punched at the man.

"What are you talking about!" What he hates most in his life is what others say about his mother! "You vomited me! I haven't done it yet, but you're on fire first! There's something wrong!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Chong's side called.

Zhou Chong was ruthless, he had learned martial arts, and they were all ruthless moves, but he was useless, so he just carried the man's collar and beckoned him.

The fist fell on the thick military coat, and it didn't hurt much. He just just wants to vent, and he needs someone to vent his depressed mood for a few months, as if he has to find an outlet and needs to be released.

However, release does not mean that people will be beaten to death! Zhou Chong has not yet reached the point of madness.

As soon as the man saw Zhou Chong's move, he was not polite, he raised his foot and kicked it, the pair of board shoes pressed against Zhou Chong, his foot and neck were quite thin, but the kicking was very strong.

Two people, you kick, I punched and scuffled, Zhou Chong's hand was heavy, the man's kick was long, both of them greeted their bodies, they didn't slap their faces with unanimous opinions, they wore thick clothes in winter, and they didn't have anything to do with them for a long time.

"Stop, stop, fart, fists, fists, are you trying hard!"

"It's like a child!" the man sneered, his eyebrows crooked, and the tip of his chin tipped to the side. "I won't fight with you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Chong raised his hand and gave him another punch, which smashed on his heart, but it was not heavy, and it probably didn't hurt much.

"Stop! I'll let you punch you! If you hit again, I'll do it." When the time comes, it's too late for you to find someone to cry!" The man patted the soil on the military coat, picked his eyes and looked at Zhou Chong, and then looked at the red cloth package beside him.