Chapter 12: Unwillingness

"Besides...... Moreover...... "a train bound for Shen City, Liao Province, left the platform of the Chunshi Railway Station. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Song Yiyi sat in the window seat, looking at the backward scenery outside the window with relish: bare trees, patches of frozen black earth, and the occasional mud house and cottage that came into view......

In her previous life, she had taken high-speed rail, bullet trains, and airplanes, but she had never taken this kind of green train that had long been eliminated.

Its maximum speed does not exceed 60 kilometers per hour, and it takes more than six hours to stop at the station for this 300-kilometer journey.

Shi Fengzhu came back with hot water from an enamel jar: "Yiyi, if you're tired, squint for a while." ”

Song Yiyi covered the lid of the jar and pushed the jar placed on the small table between the two seats inside: "Mom, I'm not tired, you can squint for a while." ”

Shi Fengzhu thought that it would take more than six hours on the train, but he couldn't raise his spirits, and there was still a tough battle to fight when he arrived in the army: "Okay, I'll lean on the back of the chair and squint for a while." With that, she took out a handkerchief and put it over her face and rested her head on the back of the seat.

Song Yiyi smiled secretly in her heart, she had long noticed that the big black man in his thirties sitting opposite was peeking at her mother from time to time. Mom must have been annoyed to cover her face with a handkerchief!

Song Yiyi saw that there was only appreciation in the other party's eyes, mixed with faint admiration, and there were no obscene thoughts, so she didn't care too much. My Fair Lady, what a gentleman! My mother is beautiful, and her temperament is even more atmospheric and elegant, and of course there will be people of the opposite sex who appreciate her! Moreover, that person has a bloody and righteous spirit, so naturally he will not do evil things.

Sitting diagonally opposite Song Yiyi was an old man in his fifties, not tall, slightly fat, which caused Song Yiyi to glance at him a few more times.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the new Huaxia State was poor and white, and all kinds of materials were in short supply to varying degrees. For this reason, a planned economy has been implemented throughout the country, and necessities closely related to the people's lives, such as grain, oil, meat, eggs, and cloth, are supplied in a ration.

A few years ago, Huaxia first encountered three years of natural disasters, and grain production was greatly reduced, and the people of the whole country had no choice but to tighten their belts, and hunger was the norm. After that, there was a special period of ten years, most of the country suspended schools and production, that is, agriculture did not dare to stop, and it really responded to the sentence "the people take food as the sky"!

You can think about how unusual a healthy little fat man who is not a kidney disease and edema was in those days! Not only Song Yiyi, but also people who go back and forth to get hot water or convenience, should look at him curiously.

Song Yiyi guessed his profession with wicked taste. Chefs, especially those who work in large hotels, will never go hungry at any time! Taste this dish and taste that dish, and at the end of the day, even if you don't eat it, you will be full. However, the cook will not have the peace of the man's body, and there will be no wisdom in his eyes. A few years ago, as a stinky old man, didn't all of them undergo labor reform, and those who were reformed through labor had no freedom at all, and they could not leave the local area!

Forget it, what kind of profession people have to do with themselves! She raised her eyes to look at the small snow floating outside, and the salt grains rustled to the ground. The closed carriage couldn't stop Song Yiyi's keen five senses at all, filtering the sound of the train crashing into the rails, listening to the sound of snow particles falling in the cold wind outside, she simply leaned on the back of the chair and closed her eyes, feeling the sound of nature carefully.

After a few stops, there were more and more people on the train, including workers, farmers, and educated youths who had gone to the countryside. The seats were already full, and there were quite a few people standing in the aisles.

Song Yiyi smelled the smell of sweat in the carriage getting thicker and thicker, listened to the noise one after another, and decided with some headaches that she would not take a hard seat on the train in the future, at least buy a hard sleeper ticket!

At noon, the smell of food wafted through the whole carriage. The big black guy on the opposite side also took out the lunch he had prepared, two oversized steamed buns, two boiled eggs and a small jar of pickles. He glanced at the mother and daughter who were both "sleeping", and then looked at the old man next to him, and was about to speak, but the old man looked at him and said with a smile: "You eat yours, I brought food." ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a large aluminum lunch box, opened the lid of the lunch box, and in the middle was rice, with scrambled eggs with green onions at one end, and braised pork and stewed potatoes at the other end, and handed it to the big black man: "Eat together." ”

The big black man hurriedly pushed the lunch box back: "Let's eat our own food." ”

Song Yiyi sensed that Shi Fengzhu had started running the Taihe Heart Sutra more than two hours ago, and she didn't move, maintaining a state of "sleeping".

I don't know if the mother and daughter have the same heart, or if the two of them have fused the same piece of jade made of small jade cakes, Song Yiyi can clearly know her state of internal strength, physical condition and mood swings.

When the big black man and the old man on the opposite side finished their lunch, Shi Fengzhu also took off the handkerchief on his face and opened his eyes. Song Yiyi also sat up at the right time, and the mother and daughter ate the pie very tacitly.

Song Yiyi ate seven pies in one go, and patted her stomach: "It's so full!"

Shi Fengzhu picked up the eighth pie again: "When you are growing your body, how can you do if you don't eat enough! I'm also full, you put away the lunch box." ”

Song Yiyi clearly heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva continuously, she raised her eyes and swept the surroundings by taking the bag, and in the aisle in the front row, a thin little boy was lying on his mother's shoulder, staring at the pie in his hand.

This is a new person from the previous station, Song Yiyi was just about to hand the little boy a pie, her eyes looked at the woman with her back to her, and immediately appeared in her mind, "This dead cub, all turned him around, why don't you say that I want to eat pies!"

Song Yiyi buckled the lid of the lunch box, put it in the travel bag, pulled it up and slid it, and it was completed in the blink of an eye. The fat old man who looked diagonally opposite was dumbfounded, because this girl started to look out of the car window or sleep, and her sense of presence was not strong, and she didn't expect it to be so neat under her hands.

He subconsciously looked at Song Yiyi and was shocked again. Fair-skinned, delicate facial features, although still young, but enough to foresee that when she grows up, she will definitely be a great beauty, and more importantly, her temperament is refined, restrained but faintly wise! If it weren't for her own eyes, she would only think that she was just a beautiful girl! The mother and daughter in front of her are definitely not ordinary people, which family is it?

The fat old man quickly lived the faces of the major families he knew in his mind, which made him regret that the family was not right!

He's not reconciled!

is also unwilling, as well as the little boy's mother who has turned around and looked at Song Yiyi hatefully.