Chapter 1 Duty

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Zhuge Huaizhi's mood is as lazy as the weather these days.

It was an early winter morning, the sun had just come out, the thin morning mist had gradually dissipated, the distant scenery had become clear from the blur, the surrounding fields were still silent, some of the wheat seedlings in the fields had grown a large part, the fields were full of withered yellow weeds, swaying slightly with the wind, the blades of grass were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and occasionally a dog barked in the distant village.

At the end of this bleak idyllic landscape, a small station with only four lines can be seen lying alone in it, and a single-track railway comes from afar, crosses it, and stretches out into the distant fields, disappearing from view.

Occasionally, a shrill whistle broke the idyllic silence from far and near, and a train roared in, frantically passing the station, and as the train went away, the station returned to tranquility.

In the single dormitory of the station, Zhuge Huaizhi was also awakened by this train!

"It's damning!"

He muttered angrily, lifted the quilt, stretched out his hand and took out a Japanese "Liqo" watch from under the pillow with great difficulty, it was only four o'clock, rubbed his eyes and looked out the window, it seemed to be wrong, and then looked at the watch, only to find that the second hand did not move.

"Fuck! What a shit!"

He grunted again, and shouted at the bed opposite, "Plum, what time is it?"

"Hmm...... It's seven o'clock!" said the man called Plum for a long time.

"Get up, you have to take a roll call!"

After saying that, he yawned on the bed again, then got up lazily, shook his head, put on his clothes, put his feet on the ground to look for slippers, and found them for a long time, dragged the towel off the rope, grabbed the mouthwash cup and soap box and threw them into the basin, kicked open the door, and went to the pressurized well to wash his face and brush his teeth.

The small station is far away from the city, there is no running water, so he can only dig two pressurized water wells like the local villages, but there is no water diversion, and the pressurized water wells cannot be pressurized, so he goes to the house to divert water.

In the room, it seems that breakfast has been prepared, and the cook is Shen Xiumei, a family member of the station workers, who is thirty-seven or eight years old.

I heard that she had a little problem, at this time Shen Xiumei was sitting on a chair with a dirty apron to wipe her hands, and when she saw Zhuge Huaizhi coming in, she smiled and said, "It's really early, ha!

Zhuge Huaizhi ignored her, scooped up the water with a scoop and left. After washing his face, he hurriedly ate a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge like taking medicine, and hurriedly put on his shoes, put on his road clothes, and put on a big cap to take the roll call.

Zhuge Huaizhi is actually a very good young man, just like his name, he has had great ambitions since he was a child, but the misfortune of his family prompted him to enter society prematurely.

His father died of illness when he was ten years old, his mother worked in a small street factory with a very low salary, he had an older brother who was two years older than him and a younger sister who was four years younger, and the difficulties of life can be imagined, his mother was a very strong person, determined to raise three children on her own.

In the past few years, my mother has worked hard, and with the help of my father's unit and relatives and friends, I barely finished junior high school.

This small restaurant, called Youth Restaurant, has only seven tables and four private rooms, and Zhuge Huaizhi's main job is to clean up, brush dishes, and serve food with a few waitresses.

Because Zhuge Huaizhi has a smart mind and a good memory, as long as he handles the dishes ordered by the guests, he will never make mistakes, which makes the manager pay special attention to him.

The result of the weight is that even the work of killing chickens in the backyard belongs to him, the most time, Zhuge Huaizhi killed more than 20 chickens in one go, at that moment, bloody rain, Zhuge Huaizhi stood in a messy chicken feathers and secretly swore that he would leave this place quickly, and he would not be able to stay for a day.

At the end of 1985, he and his brother Zhuge Zhenguo were both recruited to work, participated in the work separately, and finally got through the most difficult period.

Zhuge Huaizhi came to the railway, was assigned to such a remote station dozens of kilometers away from the city, this railway was just completed and opened to traffic last year, and it is also the first railway in Yimeng City, this railway has become an important passage to the outside world to the old area of Yimeng.

In the first year, he still liked this place, and felt that it was like a paradise, which felt quite fresh, but he was used to living in the city, and gradually hated this kind of life.

He hated being too quiet, except for the occasional brief roar of a speeding train, the rest was silence, he was on the Changbai shift, he could only go home on Sundays, and the rest of the time he could only sleep in the dormitory after work.

The station is also more than ten miles away from the nearest town, even when you get to the town, there is nothing to do, there is only a small movie theater that does not act in movies, and the only shop closes at five o'clock in the afternoon, and at seven o'clock in the evening, there is no one to be seen on the street.

Although the station is small, the two-story building in the waiting room is the tallest building in the town, and it is said that the locals don't say that they go to the station anymore, they all say that we went to the small building.

There are only fifteen people in the small station, and it is difficult to get together even if you want to play poker after work, except for those who go to work and go home.

Zhuge Huaizhi doesn't like the roads here, when it rains and snows, it is muddy and difficult to walk, and it often rains, and he can't walk for three or five days.

Zhuge Huaizhi likes places with many people, yearns for big cities, and longs for one day to fully display his talents in crowded places, get ahead as soon as possible, and realize his ideals.

"Stand upright!"

"Take a break. ”

"Li Lutong!"

"Here!"

"Wang Liqiang!"

"Here!"

"Zhang Huan!"

"Here!"

"Zhuge Huaizhi!"

"Here!"

Today, there is no instruction from the superiors, and all other normal receiving and dispatching trains must cooperate closely, act in coordination, strengthen contacts, and ensure safety.

"It's so boring! Just these few sentences, you can recite them backwards!" Zhuge Huaizhi thought in his heart as he walked towards the ticket gate, his thoughts flew back to the bustling city, flew back to his home, and he laughed in his heart when he thought of his mother gradually smiling because they had grown up, and remembered the 14-inch black-and-white TV set he had just bought at home and the scene when his mother took care of the TV set like they loved them......

"Why don't you let it in!"

"Of course you can't get in without a ticket!"

As soon as he heard that Yin Honghui was arguing with the passengers again, Zhuge Huaizhi shook his head helplessly and walked quickly towards the ticket gate.

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