After my parents put the stop sign in place, they climbed into the carriage under the guidance of the old man. When my father was about to get into the car, the old man took out two steamed buns he had just bought at the restaurant and stuffed them into him, and his mother was so moved that he cried again.

Seeing this, the old man waved his hand and said, "Brother and sister, don't cry, don't worry." With that, he left. And the gray-white head gradually disappeared from my parents' sight.

But the train didn't start for a long time, and my mother was worried that the train wouldn't leave, and remembered that I didn't know where I was suffering, or that I had died and that there was no one to collect the body, so she wiped her tears from the side.

The train is finally moving. It was the middle of the night, in the twilight, in the long night, blessed by the stars, my parents held hands, snuggled up to each other, and gradually fell asleep under the bumps of the train.

O gracious God, if you are really spiritual, bless my father and mother, but do not rain because they have no umbrellas, and if you have bright eyes, O good star, do not close them, but light a lamp on my parents in the dark night.

Gentle spring breeze, don't you know how to spread the word? Then, please tell my mother first, although her unfilial son has suffered a little, but he is not dead, please don't worry too much!

When my father woke up, he found that the train had stopped at some point, and it was all gray. Through the dim starlight, you can see that there is a steep slope on the left side of the train, and the bottom of the steep slope is divided into small pieces by mounds, and it seems that vegetables are grown inside.

In the middle of the land was a small pointed room, which was still glowing with a dim light. Looking forward through the vegetable field, there is a triangular green hill high in the distance, surrounded by mist, and people have endless reverie.

Turning his head and looking forward, the carriages were lying motionless like snails, and the front section seemed to be next to a star, making people feel as if the train had gone up to the sky. There are two railroad tracks on the right side of the train, and there seem to be a few houses not far from the tracks. The houses were dim and dark in the light of the stars, and they looked so dark and mysterious.

My father was admiring the surroundings when he suddenly saw a bright light shining from the village. Then a dozen people streamed out of the village. They were all dressed in black and carried snakeskin bags or bamboo baskets. They didn't say anything, and when they came out of the village, they just ran towards the train.

My father, fearing that it would not be good for him, hurriedly woke my mother up. "What's wrong?" the mother was pushed by her father, and suddenly came to her senses. "Look!" the father pointed with his hand. The mother was so frightened that her mouth grew up, and then she was afraid to scream, so she instinctively covered her mouth with her hand.

Mother thought they were going to get into the carriage she had made. Unexpectedly, those people kept running towards the front of the train. My father was curious and wanted to get off the train to see what those people were doing.

But his mother stopped him: "When you are away, don't be nosy." "Whatever! I just want to see. Besides, I want to be convenient. "Then you go down alone, I'll sit on it, don't forget to come back early." My father nodded, put all his luggage in the car, tiptoed out of the car, and cautiously followed the men.

They hadn't gone far before the men stopped, and one of the taller ones climbed into a train with some large media blocks first, and the others climbed to the other cars like him.

The tall man took the lumps of coal and handed them to a stout man below, who seemed to have accomplices. In this way they unloaded the lumps of coal down until the snakeskin bags and bamboo baskets they had brought with them were full.

When my father saw this, he hurriedly turned back, ran quickly to the carriage where my mother was sitting, quickly climbed up, took my mother's hand excitedly and said, "baby, do you know what I just saw?"

The mother, however, was not very excited, and said calmly, "What do you see? Have you picked up the money?" "It's like picking up money," said the father, "I just saw the group of men stealing coal in a carriage, shall we steal some too?"

"You are crazy," said the mother, "do you care about finding a baby or do you care about stealing, and if you do, who will you sell it to?" said the mother impatiently.

"We're not going to sell to people in the villages over there. Father said. "No," said the mother, who thought for a moment, "how much coal we can steal, and we don't know how much we can sell, and if we delay so much that we can't get in the car and can't find the baby, wouldn't it be cost-effective." Also, we don't know if people are willing to buy it?" "My father was no longer so happy when he heard that his mother was reasonable.

They stayed there for a while, and then my father came up with another idea, saying, "I think we might as well throw a few packets of soybeans under our feet and wait until dawn to sell them to people in nearby villages as fares." ”

The mother thought for a while and said, "You said that's okay, but I don't dare to take the risk, in case the soybeans can't be sold, we still can't go to Nanchang." You see, it's good that we're sitting here now, but if you don't have any money, don't you have twenty dollars on you? If you make do with it slowly, you can always get to Nanchang. ”

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