For going to the mountains and going to the countryside to be an educated youth, Zhao Qingru, a former post-85 generation, if he was not his mother-in-law, he would not be able to empathize at all. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info also entrusted the blessing of his mother-in-law, in order to find a common topic, Zhao Qingru found Du Niang to have a rough understanding of the background at that time. From the third generation of a large number of educated youths to the end of the 70s to return to their hometowns one after another, no matter what the purpose, it is an indisputable fact that tens of millions of young people's youth have been wasted, countless families have been torn apart, and it is not an exception to leave lifelong regrets like Li Yuehong's eldest brother, and there are even those who are buried in a foreign country forever like their own mother-in-law and eldest brother......

Zhao Qingru exhaled a long breath, and was thinking about whether to change the topic and liven up the atmosphere. The man sitting opposite Si Tian with a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses suddenly spoke: "It's all a family, no matter how far away we are, we think about each other in our hearts, and we will be reunited one day." Temporary separation, for the next long reunion......"

Wow, what a literary one. (⊙o⊙)

The man's voice is very good, it is the kind of voice that Zhao Qingru likes, it is thick and magnetic, and at first glance it is very similar to the voice of Zhao Qingru's husband Fang Yuan.

Zhao Qingru turned his head sideways to look at the one who spoke, and it happened that the man on the other side also turned his head sideways to look at Zhao Qingru. The eyes collided together, and the gaze hidden under the heavy black-rimmed glasses was unexpectedly bright, faintly revealing wisdom. Out of courtesy, Zhao Qingru bowed slightly towards the man, then turned his head and ignored it again.

It really seems to be ......

Zhao Qingru's left hand, which was hidden under the military coat, involuntarily clenched into a fist, and after calming down his emotions a little, he couldn't help but secretly look at the man sitting opposite Si Tian again. The man got on the train a few stops earlier than Zhao Qingru, his surname is Xie, his name is Wenle, and he is 22 years old this year. Coincidentally, this old intellectual, who has been in the mountains and the countryside for seven or eight years, Comrade Xie Wenle is also an intellectual, and Zhao Qingru's upcoming destination, Datang Township, Luliang Township, is also an educated youth.

Where others will be assigned, Zhao Qingru doesn't know, anyway, Zhao Qingru is bent on going to Shen Jiawa below Datang Town to find his eldest brother, and it is best to be assigned to a village. And Xie Wenle is a young man in Qingshuihu Village, the nearest village to the Qingshuihu Reservoir.

This time, Xie Wenle took advantage of the time to squeeze out the late rice before harvesting to go home to visit relatives. Only 10 days of vacation are taken, and after deducting the time spent on the road, the time spent at home is actually only three or four days. Even so, the chance to go home is at most once a year, and not every turn.

"I don't know where to go next?" Lu Yingchun, who was sitting next to Zhao Qingru, looked out of the car window and found that the speed of the train had slowed down significantly, and the scenery outside the main window had also changed significantly, so he asked curiously.

"It seems to be Liangxi. Before Zhao Qingru sat in the car, he studied the map, although it was a version in the next few decades, the general route should not be much different. Of course, the trains at this time are not only slow green cars, but the most important thing is that they all stop regardless of whether they are large or small. The only difference may be that the large platform stops for a little longer, and it often takes more than half an hour to replenish the water supply or something. Of course, there is also the possibility of taking a break to give way.

Hey, the sadness of having fewer rails.

"Liangxi, that's a big platform. I'll have to go down for a walk, or I'll be ruined. Lu Yingchun, who was sitting in the seat, stretched down slightly, "Xiao Ru, are you going down?"

Zhao Qingru shook his head and said softly, "No." ”

In the seventies, three meals a day were not served on trains. Everyone's pockets are not rich, and most people are reluctant to buy food on the train when they go out. One of the main reasons is that most of the daily necessities are now supplied in limited quantities by ticket, and it is somewhat difficult to provide three meals a day on the train. Therefore, even if it is provided, it is a very rare train.

As a result, every time a train arrives at the station, there are some small mobile carts on the platform selling all kinds of hot food. Most of the people who sell all kinds of hot food are employees and their families at the station, but there are also people who live in villages near the train station. The station also knew that it couldn't be stopped, so it turned a blind eye, after all, it was not easy for anyone at this time.

The sequelae left by Zhao Qingru's previous life are very picky about food. If it weren't for the fact that taking out too good food would easily cause unnecessary trouble, Zhao Qingru would not have wronged himself and followed the cold steamed buns. Even if there is hot boiling water, soaked rice flour paste with sesame powder, and corn white flour steamed buns sandwiched with soybean meat sauce, it is quite fragrant to eat. But Zhao Qingru herself doesn't like to eat pasta very much. It's okay to eat a meal of multigrain steamed buns once in a while, but let her do it every day, every meal, isn't this forcing her to lift the table and run away.

"Go, go, go. I heard my mother say that the sauce pork ribs here in Liangxi are a must, as well as oil gluten, dried whitebait......" Lu Yingchun licked his lips, hugged Zhao Qingru's arm, and said coquettishly, "I've eaten dry steamed buns for two days, if it weren't for Xiaoru bringing soybean meat sauce, I could only gnaw on dry cornmeal steamed buns." ”

"Well...... All right. Zhao Qingru thought for a moment, nodded and agreed, "But don't rush to get out of the car for a while, when those people get in the car and sit down, let's go down." ”

"But weren't all the good things bought at that time?" Lu Yingchun muttered.

"When getting on and off the bus, it is crowded, and it is inevitable that someone will take the wrong luggage. Zhao Qingru said it quite tactfully, but the meaning of the words was actually obvious. Thanks to a sport that has just ended, there are not many petty thefts or anything at this time, because once you are caught, you will inevitably clean up to death. Not much does not mean that there is none, although the vast majority of people do not have enough pockets at this time, and it is inevitable that there will be a few fat broilers.

Besides, when people walk away, the seats are empty. In case someone happens to pass by at this time and takes a fancy to an empty seat...... You must know that the seats are all disorderly at this time, and fare evasion is even more prohibited.

Zhao Qingru didn't know that her mother-in-law was in a hurry to get off the bus to buy delicious food in her previous life, but when she came back, not only was her seat occupied by someone who "coincidentally" passed by, but even the things in the package were overturned. The loss is not small, and it offends a narrow-minded villain. The other party didn't think it was his fault, and after arriving at the destination of going up the mountain and going to the countryside, he was even more embarrassed with Si Tian, who was already unpleasant, and stumbled everywhere.

"As for shopping, you don't actually have to get out of the car, it's the same for a while to buy directly from the window. ”

"Yes, Xiao Ru, you are amazing. I didn't think of that. Lu Yingchun hugged Zhao Qingru's arm, snuggled his head on Zhao Qingru's shoulder, and shouted, "I'll mess with you in the future." ”

Xie Wenle, who was across the aisle, pushed the bulky glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. Obviously, Xie Wenle, who was eavesdropping on the side, was in a good mood at this moment. Si Tian, who was sitting opposite Xie Wenle, looked at Xie Wenle with half-squinted eyes, and then glanced coldly at Zhao Qingru, who was sitting diagonally opposite his right hand and always had a faint smile on his face, and let out a slight "hum".

"Tian Tian, let's go down and buy something to eat in a while, okay?" Li Yuehong, who was sitting next to Si Tian, asked softly.

"You didn't hear what Zhao Qingru said just now, beware of some people taking the luggage by mistake!"

"Uh......"