There are direct flights from Qinghe City to Beijing City, but Jiang Hua and his party do not have the treatment of taking a plane. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When they go out to communicate, their superiors stipulate that they can only take the high-speed rail, otherwise they will not be reimbursed.

In the past two years, various agencies have reimbursed public funds, and management has been tense, and outside the cordon, ordinary people who eat public meals do not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

The departure time of the high-speed train was 8:40 in the morning, and Lin Zeng sent Jiang Hua to the train station to see her and her colleagues walk into the ticket gate together.

Jiang Hua dragged the suitcase, handed the bullet train ticket to the ticket inspector, and when she was about to walk in the door, she turned around again, the corners of her mouth were raised, she smiled brightly, and waved her hand vigorously at Lin Zeng.

Lin Zeng also raised his hand, pressed his reluctance, responded with a smile, and said goodbye to her.

Waiting for Jiang Hua's figure to disappear into the passage, Lin Zeng's shoulders hung down slightly, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Human emotions are strange.

A few days ago, they were busy and often couldn't see each other for a week or two, but they were in the same city, and they didn't feel that way.

And when Jiang Hua left Qinghe City, Lin Zeng's feelings of missing fermented intensely.

After Qingming, he went to Beijing City to find her.

Lin Zeng secretly decided.

When he turned to leave, he took out his mobile phone and checked the weather in Chajing City.

"Cloudy to sunny, 5-17°C, humidity 51%, AQI 216, heavily polluted, it is recommended to wear masks, close doors and windows. ”

Qinghe City is surrounded by green hills, and although it is inevitable that the city's turbid exhaust gases are unavoidable, overall, the air is not bad. If the suburban mountains and forests such as Jianghua Farm, Lin Zeng Nursery, and Jiushui Valley are only more than an hour's drive away from the city center, the population is not large, and the air is even more refreshing.

Therefore, even though the Internet, television, newspapers and other news media shout the madness of the northern haze every day, and the photos are full of fog, Lin Zeng, who lives in Qinghe City, does not have the experience of empathy.

Now that Jiang Hua has come to Beijing for exchanges, Lin Zengcai is concerned about it.

At 8:40, the C2636 train from Qinghe City to Beijing City slowly drove out of the platform, Jiang Hua sat by the window, took out his mobile phone, and sent a WeChat message to Lin Zeng.

"It's a drive!

When he turned off WeChat, Jiang Hua clicked on the photo album of his mobile phone and saw the photos taken the night before.

Two guys with transparent bubbles on their heads, with strange expressions, took a picture in the mirror with their mobile phones in their hands.

What a bubble that doesn't fit her aesthetic at all!

Jiang Hua silently decided in his heart that if his breathing was not particularly uncomfortable, it would be better not to use this bubble with a return rate of 200%.

Between the two places, the high-speed train takes more than eight hours. Jiang Hua is a peer, there are teachers in the same school district, they buy tickets together, and the locations are also nearby.

The bullet train is a small table shared by four people, and everyone sets off to study together, chatting at the table, and sharing snacks with each other.

"Teacher Jiang, your dried meat is really delicious. A woman in her thirties, with a round face and big eyes, and a hearty personality, she is Chai Ke, an art teacher at Qinghe Experimental Primary School, she took a bite of the pork jerky handed to her by Jiang Hua, and said with a look of surprise, "It tastes better than the time-honored Shunxing preserved pork, where did you buy this?"

"I did it myself. Although Jiang Hua loves to eat, he is not stingy to share his food. The pork was given to her by Lin Zeng, crushed and kneaded with Lingxiang honey and flattened, and baked in the oven.

After she finished making it, she gave half of it to Lin Zeng, and took more than four catties to Beijing City to eat it slowly.

"Mr. Jiang's craft can be sold in the circle of friends, and the business must be very good. The young male teacher Le Ye, who was sitting next to Jiang Hua, was an art teacher at Jiuwen Second Central Primary School in Qinghe City, and was said to have graduated from Huaguo Jingshi Academy of Fine Arts.

Last year, he was specially recruited into the education system of Jiuwen District, which is the focus of the Education Bureau.

"I heard that there has been a lot of smog in Beijing recently, and I don't know if we will get used to it when we go to Beijing. Fang Tangping, who was sitting next to Chai Ke, was the leading teacher of the art group, a researcher of the art discipline of Jiuwen District Advanced Education School, and a backbone art teacher in Haixi Province.

The four of them are the members of the art discipline who went to Beijing for further study this time, and of course there are teachers of other disciplines, but they do not sit together.

Talking about the smog problem that has been reported every day on the news recently, everyone is interested.

"Yes, it is said that many schools are closed, and we go to the exchange school, I don't know if we can arrange it normally. Chai Ke distributed the snacks and seaweed he brought to everyone, and then Fang Tangping's words said.

"I don't have a good bronchial tube, so I'm really worried about whether I can adapt to it. Fang Tangping said worriedly.

"I have prepared a few masks with a filtering function, so that everyone can use them when the time comes. Le Ye pointed to his big backpack and said, looking well prepared.

"I also brought a jar of honey," Jiang Hua said, she didn't tell everyone about the breath bubbles that Lin Zeng gave him, it was really embarrassing to have a bubble on the top of the mountain, so I didn't need to use it as much as possible, "If it's not very comfortable, you can ask me to get honey to soak in water." ”

"It seems that everyone is well prepared. Chai Ke said with a laugh.

Eight hours of train, spent chatting, swiping mobile phones, sleeping, and eating snacks.

When the train stopped, they left together, standing outside the Jingcheng station, looking at the turbid sky, and the pedestrians with masks in a hurry, silently comparing Qinghe City with green mountains and green waters in their hearts, and invariably nostalgic for their hometown that was still blue sky before leaving.

They took the subway to the exchange learning school, Huaming Primary School in Jingcheng City.

A nationally renowned key elementary school.

Although the air quality is heavily polluted, the school is not closed.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Just arrived at Huaming Primary School, Fang Tangping felt that his throat was particularly dry and itchy, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Teacher Fang, are you okay?" Jiang Hua, who was standing beside Fang Tangping, asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay. Fang Tangping's voice was much hoarser than when he first set off.

Jiang Hua saw that he seemed to be more sensitive to the environment, and hesitated to give him a breath bubble that Lin Zeng gave her. However, after seeing Fang Tangping coughing a few times, his expression was as usual, and there seemed to be no problem, so after thinking about it, he didn't take out the bubbles.

Under the leadership of the reception teacher, Jiang Hua and they walked into the school. The playground was empty, and there were not a few children playing, who had thought it was class time, but heard a commotion in the classroom.

"Didn't the kid come out to play?" asked Chai Ke quickly.

"Uh," they were greeted by a middle-aged female teacher with a gentle smile, she heard Chai Ke's question, and smiled helplessly, "Today's smog orange alert, we don't dare to let children play outside, all activities are arranged indoors." We have air purifiers installed in each of our classrooms. ”

"So serious?" Jiang Hua sniffed, feeling that there was no smell, but the vision in the distance was not very clear, and the whole environment looked like a foggy day.

"For children with young airways, spending a lot of time outdoors can cause problems with the respiratory tract, but of course, this is only the most superficial feature. In order to ensure the safety of the children, we still try to arrange indoor activities for the children in heavy haze weather. The middle-aged female teacher seemed to be used to the question, casually explained.