I measured it in my heart and felt that the person was not as big as me, and I guessed that he might not be my opponent when he started to do it, so I handed him the money. The man was about to count the money, and then a tall man in a leather coat, with his hair combed and his hair parted, came.

I saw that the tall man saw the two of us sneaky, and walked towards us. Seeing this, the sideburns and beard hurriedly stuffed the stack of money into my backpack. I saw the tall man come to the two of us and ask, "Fellow, haven't you two picked up 80,000 yuan?" ”

"Nope. I didn't see 8000 bucks. After finishing speaking, the sideburns and mustache gave me a look. What about you. "The tall man asked me." I- I don't see it either. I said with a shudder in my mouth. When the man saw that neither of us would admit it, he left.

At this time, the bearded man said to me, "Brother, this person probably already knows that the two of us have picked up his money, maybe he will come and ask for it later." In my opinion, it is better to get me some fare, and I will go find a few people, so that we will not be bullied by him. ”

"That's for the best," I thought, "I'll take some money and send him away." As soon as he left, I immediately picked up my luggage and left, wouldn't the 8,000 yuan become mine? Thinking of this, I asked him how much it would cost.

"How much money do you have?" The man asked me. "A hundred—a little more." I say. "Give me a hundred dollars." "Okay." I say. With that, I turned around and touched the money.

I finally took out a hundred dollars (because the money was in my trousers) and handed it to the man, wishing he could go quickly, as soon as possible.

The man was also very "righteous", took the hundred dollars I gave him and walked away. Not long after, the big man came up to me again and asked me if I had seen his 8,000 yuan. "Nope!" I'll be categorical.

As soon as the two of them left, I picked up my luggage, ran forward like crazy, saw the alley to find the alley, saw the road to find the aisle, and finally came to a big tree in the wilderness that was more hidden than the place just now, and looked around to see that there was really no one, and then carefully opened the luggage.

Looking inside, it didn't just dumbfound, God! I don't know when the 8,000 yuan has disappeared. It was only then that I knew I had been fooled. "That's the money that the eldest brother saved by frugality!" I couldn't help but regret it, "This is the end of taking advantage of a small advantage." ”

However, what is the use of regretting it? The point is what now? Let's go to Kashgar, the money on my body is not enough for the fare, and then go back to my relatives, I can't afford to lose that person. After thinking about it, I was heartbroken, and I tried to take the car in arrears.

Thinking of this, I went back to the station I had just had. On my way to the station, I passed a shop not far from the station, and the owner was a chubby shopkeeper of about thirty-five or sixteen years of age. When he saw me passing by him, he stopped me.

"What?" I looked at him with wide, suspicious eyes and said. At the same time, I wondered, is he another liar?

When the man saw me looking at him, he immediately laughed: "Are you a liar like the bearded man with sideburns just now?" When I heard him say this, I couldn't help but be stunned: "How do you know-"

"How do I know? It's not been a year or two since I've been running a shop here, and you're not the only one who deceives people. ”

"Then do you know where they live, I sent someone to clean them up, I have a lot of relatives here."

"I don't know. Even if I knew, I wouldn't dare tell you. I can't afford to mess with them, they're a big gang here, forty or fifty people. ”

As soon as the man said this, I took back the idea of seeking revenge from someone. Seeing that I was still a little unconvinced, the shopkeeper said to me in a serious tone: "Eat back, lose, comprehend, and remember not to take advantage of where you go in the future." ”

So I came back to the platform. Finally, a car bound for Aksu drove by, so I picked up my luggage and got into the car. The driver was a chubby driver, and the conductor was also a man. As soon as I sat in my seat, the conductor picked up the ticket holder and asked me to buy a ticket.

"How much is a piece?" I asked, "Seventy." He said. I knew that twenty or thirty dollars on me was definitely not enough, but I didn't know that much worse. Besides, when you arrive in Kashgar, you have to change trains, and these twenty or thirty yuan are definitely not enough.

Thinking of this, I said to him: "Big brother, it's like this: I'm going to visit relatives in Aksu, and the fare is not enough, can I owe it first, and when I get to the station, I'll call my relatives to send the money." ”

The man thought for a moment, looked at the seats that weren't full, and asked me, "Are you sure your relatives can send you the money?" "Sure." "Okay then." After the man had finished speaking, he went to the driver again.

I sat in the car nervously, recalling the scene just now, and my heart was full of self-blame. From Aksu to Kashgar, the road is no longer full of yellow sand, but some sparse low houses and patches of reclaimed wasteland.

Most of the houses were made of mud, and there were no doors, and a quilt hung at the door. In the field, you can see people who are busy, and from a distance they look like small black dots.

When I saw a large piece of dwarf black plant the size of a soybean seedling, I asked the people around me what it was. "Cotton." The man answered me.

"Such tiny cotton." I was surprised. Because the cotton in our hometown grows to be four or five feet tall, it was the first time I had seen such a small cotton, so I was surprised.

I finally got to the Kashgar bus station. The conductor got off the bus with me. He took me to a public telephone hall and told me to call my relatives and ask them to bring me money. I dialed a phone number that Swallow had written for me.

The phone rang, and I said that I was looking for Lao Zhi (Yanzi's cousin-in-law's name), and the other end of the phone told me that Lao Zhi was more than 30 miles away from them. Then they asked me who I was. I said I was his lover's uncle's son-in-law.

They asked me what was going on, and I said, "I want to borrow some money." As soon as the other end of the phone heard me say the word "borrow money", he hung up the phone with a "jump". I'm left dumbfounded. The conductor heard my conversation on the other end of the phone, looked at me in disappointment and said, "What can I do now?" ”

When I saw that I couldn't borrow money, I sat down dejectedly, scratching my hair with both hands, and sighing incessantly. I originally wanted to give the twenty or thirty yuan I had on me to the conductor first, but I thought that I still had to eat and go to Yache County, so I gave up this idea.

However, I don't have a fare for others, so I can't let people be embarrassed. It's okay if you let people ask people to ask for a fare, but if they don't fan you, they will ask for a fare, what can I do?

After all, I am a wandering person, and I can come up with some solutions when I encounter problems. In the end, I finally came up with a compromise solution, and said to the conductor: "Big brother, you see that things have come to this point, I can only overwhelm your luggage, and then take the car to borrow money from relatives, and then I will redeem my luggage when I borrow money." That's it, it's all right. ”

The big brother of the conductor saw that I really had no choice, and he said it really, so he said helplessly: "That's the only way." Then I handed him my luggage, wrote down his license plate number, and went to the ticket office of the Kashgar bus station to look at the ticket.

I took out the two addresses that Yanzi wrote to me and looked at them, and felt that the fare to Yanzi's cousin was just enough, so I bought a ticket to the fourth company of the XX Corps and got on the car.

As soon as I got on the bike, I couldn't help but feel scared. Because there were Uyghurs in the car, they couldn't understand a word when they spoke. When I found a seat and sat down, the Uyghurs were staring at me with big eyes, and I shuddered.

"It would be nice if there was a Han Chinese on the bus!" I think. Not long after I thought about this, a Han woman in her thirties came up.

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