The provincial city is one of the few furnace cities in China, and the sun is still very poisonous through five o'clock in the afternoon, shining on the train platform.

When the ticket entered the platform, it was only a short distance of two or three hundred meters, and Shen Huai and Shao Zheng and Chu Qiang, who drove to the provincial capital to see him off, were already so hot that beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Shen Huai thought about it again and again, but finally didn't take the travel bag that was half a person tall and deep, full of Donghua native products, in addition to a change of clothes, a few books and belongings, and a sports backpack, Shao Zheng had to hold it for him.

"Secretary Shen, you let me get on the bus to make up the ticket. Chu Qiang said.

"I'm not the secretary of the provincial party committee, and I still protect me when I go out. Shen Huai said with a smile.

Among the younger brothers in the Song family, the eldest is in his early thirties, and the younger is still in school, but no one will take the position of secretary of the town party committee in his eyes. If he brought his attaché back to Beijing, not only would he not be prestigious, but he would be laughed at by others.

Besides, he went back as a grandson this time, and he didn't know how he was treated, and he didn't intend to let the bleak scene fall into the eyes of others.

The conductor standing at the door of the sleeper car to check the ticket, his beautiful eyes glanced over, probably guessing the relationship between the three of them.

"Okay, don't send me to the car, drive back carefully," Shen Huai took the backpack from Shao Zheng's hand, put it on his left shoulder, and said: "I will go back to Yanjing this time, I will stay for about a week, the phone will be turned on at any time, if you encounter any situation, you can call me......"

Shao Zheng handed a bag to Shen Huai again, and said: "County Magistrate Chen Bing likes to smoke gold leaf cigarettes, Secretary Shen, you don't want us to accompany us to Yanjing, so I have to trouble you to take a trip......

"Over there in the Beijing Municipal Office, I have to go to the door anyway and participate in the city's investment promotion activities, how much trouble can I have?" Shen Huai took the cigarettes that Shao Zheng and Qian Wenhui brought to Chen Bing, and directly handed the ticket to the conductor, checked the ticket and got on the train.

Speaking of Chen Bing, the former county magistrate of Xiapu County, Shen Huai did not have much contact with him, but He Qingshe went to Meixi as deputy secretary and mayor, and Qian Wenhui went to Meigang as deputy factory director in charge of finance, all of which were promoted by Chen Bing.

Chen Bing was an official who came up step by step from the financial system of Xiapu County, and served as deputy secretary of the Xiapu County Party Committee and acting county magistrate for five years before Shen Huai was transferred to Meixi Town. Compared with other officials who did not do anything in personnel, Chen Bing still did some practical work in Xiapu County, and also appointed a number of capable grassroots cadres like He Qingshe, Guo Quan, and Qian Wenhui.

However, Chen Bing, as an official who came up from the grassroots level, did not have special help at the upper level, and it was almost the end of his step to become the magistrate of Xiapu County.

In the turmoil of officialdom in Donghua City for nearly a year, although Chen Bing had nothing to do with the factions, he was transferred from the magistrate of Xiapu County to the director of the Municipal Sports Commission, and within two months, he was transferred to the municipal government as the deputy secretary-general and director of the Beijing Office.

Although the deputy secretary-general of the municipal government and the director of the municipal office in Beijing also enjoy the treatment of the administrative department, it is already a world away from the head of a county.

There are only so many seats in officialdom, and there is still no contention between factions, so how can you cheapen a person who has nothing to do with any faction for nothing? Officialdom is like this, if you don't belong to this circle, you belong to that circle, and if you are not in any circle, then you can only stand aside.

Shen Huai later wanted to contact Chen Bing, but Chen Bing had already been transferred to Yanjing and had never had the opportunity to meet.

This time, because of the investment promotion activities organized by the provincial government, Shen Huai will participate, and the Municipal Beijing Office will inevitably be responsible for the investment promotion coordination work on the Donghua side. On the side of the Municipal Beijing Office, Shen Huai wanted to go over to show his face, and Qian Wenhui knew about it, so he asked him to bring a few cigarettes to Chen Bing.

There were four sleeping seats in the soft sleeper car, and when Shen Huai entered the carriage, there was already a man and a woman sitting opposite each other and chatting enthusiastically.

The woman is dressed fashionably, wearing a crimson dress, wearing white stockings, drawing eyebrows, eyes, lips and cheeks, makeup is very thick, the skin is slightly dark, and the clothes do not match, but the posture is above the level, and the collar almost has to squeeze out half of the white, milk, and child.

The man wears a flower shirt with the Mengte Jiao logo, and he doesn't know whether it's true or not, but it is very dazzling, and he wears a gold chain with the thickness of a little thumb around his neck, and the rather large "Big Brother" is dazzlingly placed on the small table by the window, and a Motorola pager is pinned to his waist.

Listening to the content of their conversation, the two didn't know each other before they got in the car, but Meng Tejiao's tone of hundreds of thousands of minutes made the red dress's eyes light up and she was deeply interested in each other.

Shen Huai entered the carriage, and both men and women looked up at him.

Seeing such a handsome young man walking in, the woman's eyes suddenly lit up.

The woman in the red dress sat on Shen Huai's bunk, Shen Huai threw the backpack and bag to the inner corner, the woman in the red dress stood up and let Shen Huai sit in, and sat down to listen to the flattery of the Meng Te Jiao man. Maybe it was the woman in the red dress who occasionally looked at Shen Huai's eyes, so that Mengte Jiaonan's attention also shifted to him, and asked with a grin: "Little brother, this is going home from school on vacation? ”

"No," Shen Huai said, "the unit is on a business trip......"

"The welfare of your unit is good, you can sit on a soft sleeper on a business trip," Meng Tejiao became interested and sat up straight, "What unit does the little brother work in, you can tell me, I have also eaten with the leaders of your unit, maybe ......"

"Small unit, few people, usually no one has the opportunity to travel, occasional business trips, so the benefits are better. Shen Huai took the People's Daily Society from his backpack and spread it on the small table, saying that he was not interested in participating in the topic of their hundreds of thousands of businesses per minute.

It was probably a corner of the pocket, and the gold leaf cigarettes that could be bought for ten yuan fell into the eyes of the Mengte delicate man and the woman in the red dress. Meng Te Jiao and the woman in the red dress quickly lost interest in Shen Huai, and chatted enthusiastically again, but because of Shen Huai's presence, they did not immediately sit together.

After a while, an old man got into the car, dressed like a retired worker, a short-sleeved shirt like the work clothes of a state-owned enterprise, carrying a net bag, a change of clothes, and a tea jar for washing.

The old man's hair was short, the roots stood up, and the frost was white, and he looked very energetic.

The old man is in the upper bunk of Mengte Jiaonan, and he is also a person who is not good at talking, climbing to the top bunk, if it weren't for an apple rolling out of the broken net pocket and hitting Shen Huai's head, the old man probably wouldn't have said a word when he got into the car.

Shen Huai's head hurt from the apple, but he suspected that it was not an apple, but a stone, and the old man said the word "ah".

Shen Huai also smiled, but the apple rolled down, and the big brother who was put on the table by Meng Tejiao "snapped" and almost fell to the ground.

Meng Te Jiaonan picked up the big brother, glanced at the old man with disgust, and said, "Can you move lightly?"

The old man's eyes closed, and he turned a blind eye to the disgust of the delicate man.

Meng Te Jiao Nan has nothing to do with such a character old man. In these years, he can sit on a soft sleeper, even if he is dressed like an ordinary worker, he can't really treat the other party as an ordinary worker.

Shen Huai handed the smashing apple to the old man, and sat down to read the newspaper, the old man glanced at Shen Huai, and saw that he was looking at the People's Daily Society, and said in a loud voice: "What the People's Daily Society says is all nonsense, and young people should see it less." ”

Seeing that the old man was still angry, Shen Huai just smiled and said, "It's not bad to pass the time." ”

Soon after the train started, the conductor came in to change the seat card, and it was still the girl who came out of the train to check the ticket.

The conductor took Shen Huai's ticket and registered it in a small book, and when he gave him the sleeper card, his beautiful eyes glanced at him again, and said softly: "You are so young, you have become a secretary......

Shen Huai saw that she listened to all the words he had said to Shao Zheng and Chu Qiang before getting into the car, and said with a smile: "The village party secretary is also a secretary......

In ninety-four years, female flight attendants are usually beautiful girls, but the quality of the conductors in the sleeper car is not slightly worse. Although the girl in front of her was wearing a traditional conductor's uniform, her white face and long, narrow eyes were really a notch more beautiful than the woman in the red dress.

"If you become an official at such a young age, you must have a backstage at home. The old man interjected abruptly on the top bunk opposite.

Shen Huai had nothing to do about this strange old man, so he could only smile bitterly and not respond, and the interest of wanting to talk to the little girl in the conductor for a while was completely dispelled by the old man.

Although it is only more than 700 kilometers from the provincial capital to Yanjing, it takes more than 10 hours to travel by train in 94 years.

After a short period of hooking up with the woman in the red dress, Meng Te Jiao and the woman in the red dress have already sat on a bed, chattering endlessly, and laughing from time to time; the old man has a strange temper, Shen Huai has already explained all the work before, and no one calls him at this time.

Shen Huai was tired of listening to the whispering between the delicate man and the woman in the red dress, picked up the cigarette and wanted to go out to smoke, as soon as he opened the door of the sleeper car, he saw the beautiful female conductor pushing a young woman with a child in her arms and walking out: "You have an ordinary ticket, how can you come here?"

"It's too hot and unventilated in the carriage over there, and my child is stuffy and can't stand it. Look at his face, and you will let us stay for a while, and when he recovers, we will go back, please......" the woman begged anxiously and pitifully.

The conductor just didn't let him, and said in embarrassment: "No, no, let the leader know, I will be scolded to death." ”

Shen Huai looked over, the little boy in the young woman's arms was only two or three years old, his face was strangely crimson, his chest was rising and falling heavily, his eyes were closed, he was panting, he was startled, and said, "This child is afraid of heat stroke," he reached out and touched the child's face, which was a little hot, and said to the conductor, "You can't just rush to the carriage, if something happens, you let them stay with me for a while before leaving." "Take the little boy over and let the mother and son into his carriage, and the conductor will no longer drive people when he sees Shen Huai like this.

Meng Te Jiao probably heard the movement, poked his head over, and said in disgust: "How can you let others in casually, what if I lose my things at night?

Seeing the passengers' opinions, the conductor looked at Shen Huai in embarrassment, and didn't know what to do.

"Exchange your ticket for me," Shen Huai took out the sleeper card and gave it to the woman with the child, touched the child's forehead, the problem was not very big, and took out two bottles of drinks from the backpack and handed them to the woman, saying, "You take this license plate, if you have anything, ask the conductor to ......."

The old man on the top bunk leaned over and glanced at Shen Huai, then at the child in the young woman's arms, took out a small bottle of Ren Dan from his net pocket and handed it over, and said, "Pour a dozen or so grains and eat them, on such a hot day, such a small child is really unbearable to squeeze the car can." ”

The young woman was so grateful that she didn't know what to say, Shen Huai just smiled, picked up her backpack and bag and walked out.

The conductor chased after him and explained in a low voice: "It's not that I won't let her stay, there are regulations on the train......"

Shen Huai remembered the past when he sneaked into the aisle of the sleeper car in the middle of the night on the train, and said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with you!" and walked to the back half of the carriage.

The ordinary car and the air-conditioned sleeper car are really two days, Shen Huai just entered, mixed with the sour smell of heat rushed to his face, making it difficult for him to adapt for a while. The weather is cool, and the students are waiting for the summer, and the aisles of the two carriages are crowded with people, like canned fish, and it is difficult to insert their feet.

Shen Huai squeezed a slightly empty position, stood against the wall, turned his backpack into his arms, and planned to spend the night by leaning on it, when he heard a delicate voice calling his name: "Shen Huai!"