Holding Xiao Bei's urn, Li Shaohui couldn't help but be sad again before he reluctantly put away his emotions and carefully put the urn into his backpack.

He looked at the time just after noon, and it was still very early before the departure, so in order to dispel the grief, he went into a bookstore not far away to wander around, when he saw the strange book "Golden Vase Plum", he couldn't help but fall into it, let the time flow quietly, when he suddenly realized, he found that it was less than an hour and a half to leave the car, and the mobile phone map showed that he wanted to take two buses and a subway, and the time required was about an hour, which was all in the case of no traffic jams and no other accidents, but now? (It's five or six o'clock on Saturday afternoon in the magic capital), and it's going to be a mess when you think about it.

Li Shaohui secretly scolded himself and wanted to give up at the same time, but when he saw the expensive ticket, he couldn't help but start to feel pain, so after weighing it again, he still decided to race against time.

So Li Shaohui picked up his backpack, ran to the road with a smoke, and beckoned a motorcycle straight to the bus stop not far away, and the master of the motorcycle was urged by Li Shaohui to see the stitches and needles, all the way to the stop, and it didn't take long to get under the stop sign, but when checking out, a bus ignored Li Shaohui's beckoning, speeding past, and turned a blind eye to the platform where it should have stayed.

Li Shaohui was depressed, had to wait anxiously for the next one, fortunately, not long after, another one came, and today there are not many vehicles, basically unimpeded, occasionally, there are so many intersections when there is congestion, the bus driver also relies on superb technology on the road left and right, flexible through.

Li Shaohui still admires the bus masters, most of them are very responsible, and they are not a little slack off because this is just a job to support their families, and the buses in their hands are as fast as electricity but as stable as ever. They will never be like some unscrupulous people, swaying slowly on the left maneuver, unwilling to give way.

Li Shaohui was most impressed by a trip to Zhanjiang, where the master drove as fierce as a tiger, and few cars on the road could catch up with them, according to them, on the basis of ensuring safe driving, they would maintain the fastest speed, and strive not to waste passengers' time. That time, when Li Shaohui was waiting to get off the bus at the back door, he braked sharply and threw him down the front door, and the bus driver looked at his embarrassed appearance, smiled heartily, and said, "Then get off from the front!"

There is no need to delay too much on the road, so that Li Shaohui's mood is a little relaxed, he pushed the window, the humid air outside is coming, with a little raindrops, Li Shaohui stretched out his hand, felt the softness of the raindrops, thinking that this is the reason why the car is less popular today, or other people are also like himself, after working five days a week, physically and mentally exhausted, he is too lazy to think about anything, too lazy to do, just willing to lie at home and stand up.

On the subway, there is not much time left, according to the estimation of three minutes at one station, then there are only 8 minutes left in a series of processes such as getting tickets and entering the station, Li Shaohui had to suppress the anxiety in his heart while thinking about the next route, and the high-speed subway in his eyes has also become a snail, which is not as slow as words.

Every second of time passes, every subway stop, the anxiety in Li Shaohui's heart will be like boiling water in a hot pot for a minute, and the noise will be a minute.

At the moment when the subway door opened, Li Shaohui, who had already been prepared, took the lead and jumped out, and then ran the red light and crossed the railing to push people in one go. Amid the astonishment and insults of the crowd behind him, he finally caught up with the green car out of breath.

He wiped the sweat stains on his face and looked down to see that at 5.53 hours, it was a minute ahead of schedule, and it seemed that this race against time had been won thrillingly.

The green car clattered and walked up, and after Li Shaohui found a place to settle down, the heat of his body due to the intense exercise just now suddenly exploded, and the sweat droplets on his body rushed out densely like raindrops outside the window, especially the red face, as if it had been washed with water.

The surrounding crowd looked at Li Shaohui's eyes and was secretly surprised, Li Shaohui smiled embarrassedly, walked to the quieter car door to rest, at this time the clothes were wet and sticking to the body, and it did not show the tendon muscles that a beautiful man should have, but the little belly that thought he was full of resentment was slightly raised, round and round. And the clothes and body are in close contact through hot sweat, which also makes Li Shaohui feel like he is on pins and needles.

About half an hour later, Li Shaohui cooled down, hugged his backpack, and returned to his seat. Sitting opposite sat a pair of "mother and son", the man looked in his 20s, with a dark and lengthy face, few yellow teeth left, and an impatient look at the care of the woman next to him. The woman was old, slightly dark, and estimated to be in her forties. After the middle-aged woman whispered to the man, she draped a coat over him.

Li Shaohui looked at these, and suddenly thought of his childhood, thought of his mother in the distance, what is she doing now?

After a while, Li Shaohui shook his head, put away his reverie, and flipped up the magazine in his hand. Li Shaohui was in an average mood in this noisy environment, but after watching it, it became more and more bad.

In desperation, he had to silently recite "The heart is calm and naturally cool", and went to read the magazine again, but after holding on for a few minutes, he still threw the book aside, and couldn't help sighing: "The great man does have something extraordinary, and it takes some cultivation to reach the realm of Grandpa Mao's noisy reading in the city."

No, it should be that the current books are too utilitarian, which completely violates the purpose of reading and meditating on practice. ”

Li Shaohui, who was bored, flipped through his mobile phone and looked at the other side again, and the middle-aged woman at this time looked at the man next to her, rubbing her hand on his arm. And then, maybe it's emotional, maybe it's... The middle-aged woman actually pecked lightly on the man's face, and then she rested on the man's shoulder with a little shame.

This sudden action startled Li Shaohui a lot, and his glasses almost fell to the ground, is this a mother and son? If so, it is too open? Is it still a single-parent family where mother and son depend on each other? In that case, emotions naturally cannot be handled with common sense.

If it's not a mother and son, it's the current popular year-old love, that is, "height is not a distance, age is not a problem, weight is not pressure, if the two are happy, gods and horses are floating clouds." The best interpretation of ".

Wait, there seems to be an explanation, co-raising, cheating, phew, Li Shaohui can't help but despise himself, why is his head full of these filthy garbage now.

Soon, Li Shaohui came next to a talkative aunt, and soon, the aunt and the opposite "mother and son" talked, the three talked very happily, from their conversation, Li Shaohui learned that the opposite "mother and son" turned out to be husband and wife, legal husband and wife, and husband and wife with red book certificates. It seems that old cows eat tender grass regardless of men and women, but there are many young people who like to forget the year. Probably in the eyes of love, everything is nothing, and everything is possible.

After chatting for a long time, the man became impatient with his wife again, and his wife, who was the middle-aged woman, gave him a few blank eyes, muttered a few words, and began to share his marriage experience with this talkative aunt, saying that he had tolerated empathy and so on, and the two chatted happily as if they were confidants.

Li Shaohui listened to it tastelessly, in the past, young people were open-minded and leading the trend, but now it is a dozens of years old aunt who is far ahead on the road to pursuing true love.

When it was time to make up for the sleeper ticket, Li Shaohui passed through the crowded crowd and rubbed it with difficulty. Here, Li Shaohui only understood what space utilization is, in front of the small car window, there is a black and pressed head, impermeable, even so, it is not lively enough, there are still laggards, rushing forward, desperately squeezing in, as if to squeeze out the air here.

The number of people who pay for tickets is still increasing, and it is still crowded, and the staff announces that there are only a few tickets, and persuades the passengers who have no hope behind them to disperse! But this is like adding fuel to the fire, and the will of the ticket adjusters to be unwilling to fail has been aroused, and they are like passion, shouting loudly, and squeezing together desperately.

In the face of these practical interests, the word civilization is a joke.

I saw a smart woman with a sharp and angry voice, stroking her flat belly, shouting loudly that she was pregnant and in urgent need of special treatment. The sturdy old woman next to her also kept rolling her triangular eyes, complaining about how the people around her were unqualified, pushing and slapping the crowd, and finally when she was tired, she roared angrily: "What's the matter with you ticket sellers, don't you see that I'm an old man here?

Fortunately, the conductors were accustomed to this kind of thing, and they did not care much about it, and they first made up the tickets for the women with children, and ignored those who cheated or relied on the old to sell the old. Li Shaohui knew that there was no hope of making up the ticket, so he had no choice but to return to his seat and look at the situation in the car boredly.

Playing card games in the carriage, eating and chatting, so lively, there are all kinds of flavors on the tip of the tongue, mixed with all kinds of nostalgic dialects, here, there is no protagonist, everything is the most casual natural state in life.

Behind Li Shaohui's seat stood an old man in a tunic suit, about seventy years old, dressed cleanly, his face was vicissitudes, wrinkled, and his cloudy eyes were bloodshot, obviously because of his age and body, he could no longer bear such bumps and torment. His seat was occupied by a seatless woman in the gap between going to the toilet, perhaps because he was too tired, and in a short time, the woman had fallen asleep, and the old man could not bear to wake up, so he half leaned on the seat to rest, and several young men with quality wanted to give up their seats, but he stubbornly refused to accept it.

Li Shaohui paid respect to the old man and began to squint with headphones, but in this steamer-like carriage, the noise and the temperature of the flowing gold and stones made sleeping a luxury. About an hour later, Li Shaohui was just about to fall asleep dimly, and was awakened by the cry of a baby, he rubbed his eyes, and found that he was sweating like rain, like taking a shower with clothes on.

As a last resort, Li Shaohui went out for a while, and only went back to rest after the sweat stains were dry. It's just that when I was half asleep, my stomach began to make trouble again, and the colic was terrible. It turned out that at two or three o'clock in the morning, when the green car was already cool, the staff turned on the cold wind at this time. This hot and cold, the stomach naturally can't stand it.

"Damn, I don't turn on the air conditioner when it's hot, and when it's cool, I turn it on again. Li Shaohui complained while holding his stomach and running to the toilet.

After this episode, Li Shaohui was completely sleepy, he endured the pain in his abdomen, looked at the dark night outside the window, and in addition to the snoring sound one after another, it was the clanging sound of the train. He suddenly felt lonely, and an inexplicable melancholy was wandering in his heart...

After being silent for a long time, Li Shaohui sighed, and then thought of the passing Xiao Bei and the promise from afar, and couldn't help but sigh, revealing an extremely bitter smile...

After the belly of the fish in the east was white, a round of red sun gradually rose, emitting a dazzling light, during this period, Li Shaohui had been in the toilet several times, and at this time the passengers also woke up one after another. At the junction of the carriages, several peasant uncles were already sitting on the ground, making a roast duck, and drinking a little wine with great interest. They were very interested in the black boy who had just gotten into the car, and one of the old men even used the strength of alcohol to talk to them, dancing and dancing. After a while, he came back with a smile on his face, and began to show off, saying that the black lad's hometown could be polygamous, fat was beautiful, and so on.

Time passed, and the green car was finally coming to the end, and not far ahead, Xiao Bei's hometown. There are large wheat fields, green and vibrant, and there are a few hills in the distance, and all kinds of wildflowers are blooming on the hills, which is very beautiful.

Li Shaohui was melted by the charming scenery in front of him, and the fatigue of the night was also relieved a lot...

At this time, a white Harmony train galloped by, leaving an ethereal back. Li Shaohui felt in his heart that in today's high-speed rail era, who will be riding in the cheapest green car---- naturally migrant workers and low-income people.

The slow-moving green car has evolved from a major traffic worker a few decades ago to a grassroots symbol, and each of its carriages is a stage full of life, and its brilliance lies in the fact that there is no deliberate arrangement here, and the open space displays all the primitive forms of all beings. It records the most ordinary travel scene of the Chinese people, and it is the best documentary to tell the stories of the common people.

But with the rolling trend of social development, it has also gone into decline, and it is on the verge of being eliminated.

Thinking like this, Li Shaohui quietly looked at the scenery outside the window, listened to outdated songs, and emptied himself...

At that moment, his restless heart seemed to have broken free from the gloomy cage, and under the beautiful and sad melody, on the boundless fields outside the window, he ran unscrupulously and laughed...