The name of Xiao Town is Tianshui Town, which is a suburb of Beijing, Xiao Town, which Gowen had previously asked passers-by to know.

Looking at the timetable at the train station, Govin decided to pick up a train to Shanghai in the evening. After all, only in the big city will he have the opportunity to display his talents, and the locals in this poor and remote country know each other well, and he is very abrupt as an outsider, and he will be interrogated by others.

Govin had no plans to go to Beijing, because that kind of environment meant unknowable danger to him, after all, he did not know much about this era.

Although the train ticket is only a few mao dollars, Govin is now penniless, and he has no choice but to pick up the train.

I jumped in from a low wall of the railway station, hid in the corner and waited for a long time, and finally saw a train whirring in front of the platform, with the steam locomotive facing south, and a wagon hanging behind it, and the word Shanghai written on the outside of the carriage.

That's right, this is it.

Govin slipped into the crowd of people in line and squeezed into the carriage while there were many people. He hid in a corner and looked around, afraid that someone would come and catch him.

Finally, when it was time to drive, Govin was relieved. Look at the carriages, there are people everywhere, the seats are full, the aisles are stuffed, and even the luggage racks on both sides are stuffed.

Damn, I thought the car was in better condition at this time, and I didn't want to catch up with the net transportation in the future. Govin was even more squeezed into the corner now that he was squeezed to the point of making it difficult to breathe, and he couldn't help but curse himself for being too stupid, how could he not have thought of this situation in advance. But in this way, I am not afraid that the conductor will come to check the ticket, there are too many people.

The steam locomotive sped up, and the people were like drunken drunks, swaying, and the dust in the carriages was unscrupulously kissing everyone's body and face.

In the distance from the car window, the hazy Xiao Mountain, the moving fields, the meandering Xiao River, and the silent Xiao Town were fleeting in front of Govyn. He relaxed and looked around, full of people talking or silent, with different expressions.

Opposite Govin stood a middle-aged man of about forty, with flat hair, thin and yellow, dressed in a crumpled white shirt, apparently washed countless times, and with a white face that had been worn for at least a year or two.

On the front side is a rustic-dressed country fùnv, she is in her thirties, her face is dark and red, her body is tall and well-proportioned, and she is very healthy. If she was born in the city, grew up in an elegant environment, and received a good education, she would definitely be a very beautiful and temperamental NV person, but now she is full of simplicity and honesty, and her face is full of traces of the sun. Govyn noticed that one of her tuǐ had a strict disability because she always stood for a while and then leaned her body against the wall of the car so that the right tuǐ would not support her weight.

Behind him is a father and son, and the father is holding a Xiao boy who can just walk. That xiao boy is very strong and good-looking. He was not at all afraid of the living, and when he saw Govyn looking at him, he made a grimace and smirked at Govyn. Gowen was stunned for a moment, and then gave him a grimace, making that xiao boy amused him, what a cute child.

Diagonally opposite, there was a nV man in his twenties, dignified and pretty, and on the other side of the aisle stood a young man with drooping eyes and a lazy look, and his khaki clothes looked like they gave Govin a chic feeling.

When a xiao came down, Gewen felt that Tuǐ was sleepy, and after looking at his watch a few times, time passed really slowly, and when he thought of standing like this, Gewen was a little worried, and when he saw that everyone around him was silent, Gewen started to talk, and casually accosted the middle-aged man opposite: "Big brother, where are you going?" ”

The middle-aged uncle didn't expect Govine to talk to him, so he first looked at Govine's strange costume vigilantly, and saw that he didn't look like a bad guy with a smile on his face, so he said with a smile: "I'll get off the next station." ”

"What are you going to do?" As soon as Govin spoke, he felt a little presumptuous. However, the uncle still replied: "Buy féi." ”

"At this time, buy féi? Is it too late? Govin was strange because it was summer.

"Xiao boy, you don't know, this eldest brother must be building a vegetable greenhouse at home, right?" The countryside behind fùnv accosted her, and the previous silence had already suffocated her.

Vegetable greenhouse?! Govin heard the aunt behind him speak, and asked with interest: "The kind of greenhouse that can be planted in all seasons?" Is it made of plastic? It doesn't seem to be cheap. ”

"It's okay, our lives are much better now than they used to be." The middle-aged uncle spoke with a look full of pride. Then the uncle and the aunt probably had a common language, and the two of them left Govin and talked about the harvest with great interest.

Govern moked his nose boringly, at this time the surroundings were already talking loudly, seeing that there was no topic of interest to him, Govin turned back to tease the Xiao boy, the Xiao child didn't recognize life at all, not only smirked at Govyn but also often took advantage of Govyn's inattention to reach out and grab his face, and he almost succeeded. In the middle of the play, I heard the father's apologetic words: "Comrade, I'm sorry, Xiao child is not sensible." ”

Govin shook his head and asked, "Why don't you see the child's mother?" ”

"He's still working at home."

"Then you ......"

Seeing Ge Wen's suspicious expression, the father wiped the child's snot from the net, and said: "There is little land at home, and you can take care of the child alone." I'm going to Shanghai this time to see if I can make a living. ”

Govin carefully looked at this honest man, and the man in front of him who took his son to the big city to find work should be the first batch of migrant workers on the land of China. is a forerunner, but he himself does not know this.

Govin couldn't help but say: "You must be able to find a living, there is a shortage of labor in big cities, big brother, your idea is very good." ”

The man didn't speak, just smiled innocently, his eyes full of anticipation for the future.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the train stopped at some point. With the sound of the radio on the car, people who had been chatting before got out of the car, and after a while, the kung fu carriage seemed empty.

Seeing that there was an empty seat, Gowen found one to sit down, and for five or six hours he was very soft, and he looked up while pounding the big tuǐ of hemp.

The person on the other side was the young man who had stood not far from him before.

Gowen smiled at him and said, "After standing for a few xiao, tuǐ was numb. ”

The young man on the other side nodded and said, "There are many people, and patience will pass." Are you also going to Shanghai? ”

"yes, it looks like we're on the same path."

The two laughed together, and the young man stretched out his right hand and said, "My name is Lin Yiming, one, two, three, four, five, one, remember." What do you call a comrade? ”

Holding Lin Yiming's right hand, Gowen said, "My name is Gowen." Gobi Desert Go, the text of the article. ”

Then the two began to talk. As for which station the train stops, he doesn't care, let it go, it won't run again in Shanghai.