Xiao Yang stepped on the train to the provincial capital Harbin alone, originally thinking of going to see Yuqing, but she was afraid of disturbing her studies. The two agreed to write a letter a week and make a phone call once a month. Feiyang company has installed a telephone when it opened, and the telephone bill is not low at this time, monopolizing the industry, and making money is just like Xiao Yang's current vegetable greenhouse, which is a "ruthless" word.

Xiao Yang boarded the Dongfanghong train, which looked a little shabby, and there were all kinds of people at the station, who were reluctant to send it to the station, and who traveled far away...... In the early nineties, trains were still basically the preferred means of transportation for people to get out.

At this time, it will take more than eight hours from Jiangcheng to Harbin, and when Xiao Yang came, the sleeper had been sold out, and the current scalpers were far less arrogant and popular than in later generations.

Well, it's like: "Brother, do you want to watch the film?", there are almost no in this era.

I had no choice but to buy a hard seat, and when I got on the bus, I found that it was not as bad as I imagined, and the seats were many empty.

In the ninety-three years, there has not been a large-scale trend of going out to work in the Northeast, and most of the people on the car are going out to visit relatives or travel, and the people on the train passing through the city represent the popular vane to a certain extent compared to the closed and backward rural areas.

Xiao Yang was wearing a white-plaid long-sleeved shirt, gray pants, a pair of brown calfskin shoes on his feet, and he kept a spiritual inch, looking not like a child from the countryside at all, carrying an army-green cloth bag, which looked a little rustic, but this was brought back by Master Xiao Yang when he resisted US aggression and aided Korea. In my grandfather's words, this little cloth bag has experienced a rain of bullets and seen the artillery of American aircraft, so it's good.

Xiao Yang brought some local specialties, he was about to visit Su Wenxiu, there was nothing else in the countryside, only some wild vegetables were still in sight. It's a little weird to just be a teenager going out alone with something, and it's also falling into the eyes of some people.

The hard-seat car is still the oldest green long chair, and although it is a chair, there is no soft feeling on it, which fully explains what it means to be a "hard seat".

Xiao Yang's position is by the window, now the weather has begun to gradually get hotter, when Xiao Yang sat down, the window was already open, the fresh air was sent in by the breeze along with the slow-moving train, and he took a deep breath, which felt very comfortable.

Opposite Xiao Yang sat a young man in his twenties, with his hair on his scalp, his eyes were embarrassed, and his well-defined face showed a taste of fortitude. The man first smiled at Xiao Yang friendly, but he looked a little stiff, and then took out a newspaper from his backpack and read it seriously, without wanting to speak.

There was an old man sitting next to Xiao Yang, who looked like he was in his sixties, his face was wrinkled, his hair was a little gray, his clothes were very shabby, and there was a flower cloth package at his feet, which was bulging, and it should also be some rural specialties, or some food, but the old man kept holding it with his hands, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by others.

Through talking, I learned that the old man went to the city to go to his son's house, a very common and common story, the son was admitted to college, found a job in the city, married a wife in the city, has not been home for many years, the old man's wife has died a long time ago, he himself worked very hard for his son to go to college, and now his son has made money, and wrote a letter to let him enjoy happiness.

When the old man spoke, he couldn't help but smile proudly on his face, and the wrinkles were like furrows across the old face. Xiao Yang couldn't help but sigh, is it to prevent old age by raising children? Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel a little sad, and he could roughly guess the life of this old man after he entered the city. Sons and daughters-in-law are filial, this kind of minimal...... Then the result may be that the elderly are not used to the life of the city, they like to live in spacious and bright bungalows, like to go to the open-air toilet, and feel very aggrieved in the city, but maybe they will get used to it, provided that the son and daughter-in-law give him this time.

The second possibility is that the son is filial, and the daughter-in-law looks down on the rural father-in-law, which is the most common, judging from the tone of the old man's speech, his son should still care about this father, otherwise he can't strongly let the old man go to live in the city, but the old man's tone is also faintly worried, saying that the son's house was bought by the father-in-law's family, and the daughter-in-law is very powerful.

This kind of result is easier to imagine, who can stand the face of others every day, and do not want to embarrass the child, the only result of the old man is to take this car home in the near future. Will he still have the smile on his face at that time, and will he still take the initiative to mention his son to others?

"Uncle, do you think you will get used to living in the city?" Xiao Yang asked casually as he looked at the receding woods outside the window. He still couldn't resist to give the old man a vaccination, but he didn't expect that the old man was much more open-minded than him, which also proved that the old word old man was not given in vain.

"How can I get used to that, in fact, I want to think about my son, I want to see how much he has achieved in the city, to see if his home is like what he said, there is a toilet in the house, standing by the window you can see a long distance, I heard that there is heating, it is not cold at all in winter, we have never seen it, I am worried that the child will tell a lie to comfort me, just go and see." The old man showed a sincere smile, and then said: "People's houses have floors, let's step on the shoes of this farmland, it's not dirty and die, send them something, my daughter-in-law is pregnant and about to give birth, I have some of my own millet and eggs laid by my own chickens, I can make up for my body after giving birth, what about me, go and see and come back, or the countryside is comfortable, and I am used to living alone......"

The old man's simple words made Xiao Yang's heart tremble, and his eyes were a little moist, pity the hearts of parents all over the world, which parents don't all want their sons to become Chan like this, and then as long as the child is promising, no matter how hard he suffers, he will not say a word, and he will not think about causing a little trouble to the child until he has to.

It's good to have a father and a mother, you can find them to be coquettish when you are tired and tired, no matter how old you are.

Xiao Yang was dim, thinking of his parents in his previous life, and said softly: "You are really a great father. ”

"Let go, let go, old man, what about you!" a voice broke the silence, and everyone on the train couldn't help but look this way.

A young man with Aaron Kwok-style parted hair, with a lock of yellow hair and a red floral plaid shirt, looked like a little hooligan. It should have gotten on the train from the small station where he had just stopped, staring at the small cloth bag that Xiao Yang hung on the hook, pushing the old man next to Xiao Yang.

At this time, the young man opposite Xiao Yang suddenly glanced at Xiao Huangmao coldly, and said, "Be honest, you don't have a father or a mother?"

The voice was low, but with an irresistible taste, that feeling, like an angry lion roaring and demonstrating, Xiao Yang glanced at the young man opposite a little strangely, and said that this person should not be an ordinary soldier.

Seeing that he was being said, Xiao Huangmao just wanted to say two awesome words, but was forced back by the young man sitting opposite him with cold eyes, but he didn't dare to speak, and he unconsciously put down the hand that pushed the old man.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly said kindly: "I'll let you go, young man, it's normal to rush a little, and if you don't have a little temper, you're not a young man, hehe, hehe." As he spoke, he moved his body to the side, thinking that it was convenient to sit on the side and get on and off the car, so he left the middle position to Xiao Huangmao.

Xiao Yang glanced at Xiao Huangmao, and then frowned slightly, there are still a lot of empty seats in the carriage, why does this person squeeze towards him, can he say that he is being targeted?

It's just that Xiao Yang ignores the quality of thieves in this era, what do people do? At a glance, it can be seen that Xiao Yang is a child of a rich family, although he is a little dirty, but none of the clothes on his body can afford to wear, and the pair of leather shoes on his feet are in the shopping mall, so they can't be missing two hundred yuan!

As soon as Xiao Huangmao got in the car, he stared at Xiao Yang, and the person opposite Xiao Yang made him a little jealous, because the momentum of that person made him feel scared. After sitting for a while, I saw that the man was staring at his newspaper again, and he put the newspaper up, blocking his vision, and then seeing that the child next to him was already a little drowsy, Huang Mao felt that the time had come.

Quietly reached for the small green cloth bag hanging by the window, and there was a thin, sharp blade in his hand that had nothing at all.

Just when his blade was about to touch Xiao Yang's bag, Xiao Yang's eyes flashed, and then he pretended to yawn, suddenly straightened his chest, and stretched.

Huang Mao didn't expect Xiao Yang to wake up suddenly, and at this time, it was too late to take his hand back, so he had to wave his hand, and the blade disappeared, looking like he was hugging Xiao Yang's shoulder.

"Huh, why are your hands behind me?" Xiao Yang said with a pretended surprise.

"Hmm, haha, I think you're a good kid, do you want to make friends with you!" Huang Mao laughed exaggeratedly, hiding his embarrassment, because many people in the carriage looked at him with contempt to fool children, who often went out, who didn't know that he was a three-handed.

"I see, then I really want to thank your mother. Xiao Yang looked at Huang Mao's face and said seriously.

"****, what the are you talking about?" Huang Mao suddenly became anxious, this **** kid obviously saw through what he was doing, and actually turned around and cursed.

I said...... Big brother, help, this king has a knife!" Xiao Yang suddenly jumped up and pointed at Huang Mao with a frightened expression.

The young man on the other side stood up, Xiao Yang didn't see how people made a move at all, he heard Huang Mao's howl, the movement of the boss, his arm was twisted to the back, his face was facing Xiao Yang's back, and he screamed in pain.

The veteran ignored Huang Mao's scream, calmly pulled out a dagger from his waist with his other hand, and threw it on the ground with a thud, while shooting his fierce gaze at Xiao Yang.

"Lead me out...... Why?"

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[Mmmm, I don't know TJ, I'm a normal man, I'm getting married, and my wife's pregnancy is proof of it! 】