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"Isn't this a bit of a fart off your pants?" Han Fei touched his chin, very puzzled.

"Ask the head of the management committee, there must be cooperation with the bank, is this considered to be a drain for the bank?" said Lao Cai standing aside.

"Probably. ”

Han Fei complained not for anything else, but because he was surprised by the way he was paid. When you apply for an actor's card, you are asked to keep a card number or a bank card, but what you get in the crew is a salary ticket, which is like a planned economy era, and you have to come here to pay the salary ticket when you get the money, and then transfer the account on the computer to you to transfer the money, and walk down layer by layer to get dizzy. This system can be regarded as protecting the interests of group performances, but the process is too twists and turns, in case there is an urgent salary ticket that is too late to convert into RMB, then you can only do it in a hurry.

Han Fei worked for a total of seventeen or eighteen days, and his basic salary included the night drama subsidy, plus the red envelopes given by playing dead bodies and anti-strings, the scattered ones added up to a little more than 900, which was really not much better than going south to work.

"Okay, it's 17:47, I've eaten to catch up on sleep, I've already contacted the car, and when the time comes, I'll get up and send us to the train station, and I'll reluctantly accompany you to buy a ticket." Lao Cai put his right hand around Han Fei's shoulder and walked back.

Han Fei is still very moved in his heart, these days, from Lao Cai telling himself not to be fooled when he first came, to accompanying him to apply for an actor certificate and understanding the level of group performances in Hengdian, Lao Cai really has nothing to say to himself.

Han Fei turned his head to look at Lao Cai and said, "Brother Cai, I really feel-"

"Stop, don't say thank you, it's all a trivial matter, come out and help if you can, you should help. Lao Cai waved his left hand and interrupted Han Fei's words.

The ticket window at the train station is open from 8 a.m. to 6 p.m., as the train station opens an hour earlier. Counting the Spring Festival in a broad sense, Han Fei can't go to the train station in a certain way, so he has to wait in line for five or six hours.

At two o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang, Han Fei and Lao Cai got up from the warm bed, and the temperature difference caused by the alternation of cold and heat stimulated the two of them to tremble, and they were slightly relieved by getting dressed. There was a thermos in the room, which had been prepared a long time ago, and the two of them each soaked a bowl of instant noodles, and then went out to wash their faces and wake up, and Lao Cai called the driver with his feet. The two of them finished chattering and sat quietly for a while, when the sound of a horn came from downstairs.

"Let's go, the car is coming. ”

"Okay. Han Fei dragged the box and walked out, and a small van was parked downstairs.

……

Migratory birds migrate south, herds are rushing, large and small migrations occur in the animal kingdom every year, and at present, the world's largest population migration activity, the Spring Festival, is refreshing the number of migrants every year, and Han Fei is now experiencing it himself.

After getting out of the car, Han Fei and Lao Cai Qiqi let out a sigh: "me!"

The sparse crowd of people poured towards the ticket window like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, men, women and children, all of them were of all religions and nine streams, some of them were pushing small carts, and the luggage on them was piled up like a small mountain; some people were carrying flat burdens, one end was a snakeskin bag, and the other was a big backpack, which pressed the man's footsteps heavily; some people were wrapped in military coats and dogskin hats, their bodies were curled up, and their hands were crossed into the cuffs on both sides, as bloated as a brown bear; and some were young people like Han Fei, either carrying a backpack or pulling a suitcase, clearly distinguishing the boundaries of the times.

"This live version is much more shocking than watching the news report on TV, let's go, there will be one less group of people in front of two minutes." After Han Fei finished speaking, he pulled the box and trotted all the way, bringing a whirring wind.

"Wait for me,. Lao Cai hurriedly followed.

Although the train station has opened several windows to sell tickets, compared to the huge army of home, a few windows are insignificant.

Fifteen windows, there was a long queue in front of each window, Han Fei thought that it was not too late, but he didn't expect to respond to the sentence "Mo Daojun is early, and there are even more early pedestrians." Some people sat on small horses and got together with three or five people around them to talk nonsense; some people sat on boxes and played with their mobile phones, the bright light was extremely dazzling in the dark night; and even more powerful was that the first few people in each line directly put the cotton wool on the ground and slept with their heads covered.

Lao Cai took a cigarette in his mouth and asked, "Hey, you said that so many people are going home, can you still buy a hard sleeper?"

Han Fei clasped his hands together, prayed, and prayed to the air: "It's good that I can buy a hard seat, I just ask for the blessing of the Buddha Jesus Sanqing, and you must give a ticket for a seat, if you stand for a ticket, I really want a dog." ”

"Higu, you have a lot of taste. ”

"Fuck off. ”

Han Fei chose a window with relatively few people, and slightly counted the people in front of him, there were about thirty or forty, and he knelt down and begged the Ministry of Railways to buy tickets. The cold wind is still roaring wantonly, alas, stay up, you can't live by yourself.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the skyline has just emerged with a ray of light, and Han Fei and Lao Cai, who have fallen asleep back to back, are woken up by the sudden noisy environment.

"Open the door, open the door!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted excitedly, Han Fei looked at his phone, 6:57, at this time, there was also a group of big-brimmed hats, one standing next to each team, it should be to maintain the order of the queue, and the staff at the train station is not easy.

Han Fei's team was relatively less crowded when he was selected, but the speed here was not fast, the front of the team seemed motionless, and he suffered for more than three hours, and it was not until ten o'clock that Han Fei took the turn to buy tickets.

"Hello, is there a hard sleeper for the ticket from Yiwu to Wuling?"

"Nope. ”

"Where's the hard seat?"

"There are three more. ”

"Hurry, I want one. ”

“138.5。 ”

"Okay, thanks. ”

Fortunately, there is finally a seat, which is much better than a standing ticket. Departure at 12:45, 13 hours, and then transfer to the bus, tomorrow when I go home, I can have afternoon tea.

It's finally done, Lao Cai's eyes are red, bloodshot, and there are dark circles under his eyes, and he yawns in his mouth while not forgetting to chatter, and complains: "Damn, I'm just a bad pen, I can't sleep well to accompany you to buy tickets, it's really the most painful experience in my life." ”

Han Fei smiled, feeling grateful and guilty in his heart, and wanted to say something, but the teacher felt something in his throat, and he couldn't say it. Han Fei was silent for a while, thought about it, and then patted Lao Cai's shoulder and said, "Brother Cai, don't say much, thank you." ”

Lao Cai let out a long breath, his tone was calm, and he advised: "Thank you, be more careful on the road, be careful of pickpockets, don't be careless, the hundreds of dollars you have earned so hard have been taken by you." ”

Han Fei was stunned, his mood was a little complicated, he put down the box, hugged Lao Cai, and said, "Got it, then I'll go into the waiting hall first, anyway, it's about to leave, it's still a little warmer inside, I won't send you to the car." ”

"You kid is quite good at foreign affairs, what are you hugging, I'm embarrassed, okay, have a good trip." Lao Cai smiled dumbly.

After hugging, Han Fei pulled the box and walked to the waiting hall, walked more than a dozen steps, looked back, Lao Cai was still in place, Han Fei shouted: "Brother Cai, I put a cigarette in the drawer in your room, you remember to smoke, don't get wet, and that umbrella, remember to help me return it to the boss." ”

"Alright, got it. Lao Cai responded from afar, then waved his hand and turned around, leaving Han Fei with a dashing back.

……

If you don't die, you won't die, this sentence is universal, and it will never go out of style, and it belongs to the truth that cannot be broken.

The space is cramped, the smell is mixed, the sound is noisy, after more than ten hours of torment, Han Fei finally arrived at the Wuling Railway Station, the moment he stepped on the earth, Han Fei had never felt that this land was so wonderful, down-to-earth, steady, and more importantly, the air was fresh.

Breathing deeply and squeezing out the turbid qi in his lungs, Han Fei's brain was a little clearer and more active. Originally, Han Fei wanted to buy some souvenirs in Hengdian, but the guys sold in those stores were the same, wooden skewers, cowboy hats, glass pendants, rope bracelets, etc., probably wholesaled from the small commodity market next door, cheap and inferior, without any characteristics, Han Fei couldn't afford to buy at all.

Probably because of the rectification of the Spring Festival, all the cars carrying passengers parked outside the train station were ordered to stop in the big open space on the west side of the square, Han Fei got into a passenger car casually, leaned on a chair, leaned on the window and fell asleep, a train down, physically and mentally exhausted.

The car drove very fast, and after a while, it arrived at the small county town, and after a long time, Han Fei slowly opened his eyes, what is the matter, it is still a little homesick, it is inexplicable.

When he was still more than ten meters away from home, Han Fei wiped the glass, and saw from a distance from the car window that on the front lawn of his house, his sister was wearing a fiery red cotton jacket, leading a few little children next door to play with the guns, chasing them around, and having a lot of fun.

The bus stopped, the hydraulic pump made a sound, and a group of little children stopped their movements and stared at the car, and then the door opened, and Han Fei got out of the car with the box.

Before Han Fei could take two steps forward, a ball of fire rushed towards Han Fei's arms at a speed of eighty miles per hour.

Han Fei was staggered by this impact, and the fire in his arms was his sister.

"Ahh......h

"Stop, stop, what's wrong with you?" Before her sister could finish shouting, Han Fei felt that her eardrums were about to explode, and quickly sealed her mouth with her hand. Han Fei waited for Han Fei to take the next move, and her sister's face changed, and she burst into tears.

"Hey, don't cry, didn't I come back?" Han Fei quickly took his hand away from her mouth, comforting and wiping his tears.

"Stinky brother, when you go out to play alone, you don't know how to take me, hum. ”

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I brought you a souvenir. ”

"Hmph, what souvenir?"

"Poster, Li Yuchun's signed poster. ”

"That's a New Year's gift, not a souvenir, and you're lying to me again. ”

Han Fei: "......"