Zhao Changfeng, a student at North China University of Finance and Economics, sat happily on the tram. After being beaten for a long time, Zhao Changfeng still borrowed 300 yuan from his cousin as he wished. Although he knew that his cousin would inevitably write a letter to complain to his father afterwards, Zhao Changfeng couldn't care about this anymore, and the important thing was that his sworn friend Tian Lei would not lose face in front of the primary secondary school students tonight.

Damn Tian Lei, do you know how faceless I will be for the sake of your face?

Tian Lei, who is less than 1.6 meters tall, has an average family background, and his appearance is not as good as his family background, so he has no female popularity, and is known as the last virgin in the 90 financial class, so he is called "Tian Zhi" by everyone.

Although Tian Lei is not good-looking, he is Zhao Changfeng's hardcore friend, and the relationship between the two is very good. This morning, Tian Lei suddenly wanted to borrow a "huge sum" from Zhao Changfeng, saying that he had a new girlfriend and was going to come to see him in the evening, so he needed a sum of money to entertain him. Since Zhao Changfeng is a sworn friend, of course he has to stick a knife in both sides, so he went to his cousin's house to raise funds for Tian Lei, and returned smoothly and was returning to school by tram.

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The tram slowly leaned to the side of the road, and there were a few more passengers in the empty carriage.

"Buy a ticket! Ticket! The female conductor waved the ticket holder in her hand, and her voice rushed as if she had eaten fire.

The new passengers immediately huddled together, scrambling to stuff their change to the conductor. This kind of scene made Zhao Changfeng feel funny, as if the rush to buy in 88 was back.

Zhao Changfeng looked out of the car window again, thinking about how to cheer for Tian Lei at night.

"Get off! Get out! What kind of car do you take if you don't have money! A sharp soprano suddenly erupted from the front of the carriage, which woke Zhao Changfeng up suddenly.

Looking up, I saw the female conductor sitting high in the conductor's seat, loudly scolding an old man. The old man had his back to Zhao Changfeng, wearing a dirty and torn old-fashioned military uniform, and his white hair was long and messy. He rummaged through his pockets for something, rummaging through it and saying, "I, I have papers." ”

"What documents?" The female conductor said contemptuously, "Take it and I'll take a look." ”

The old man laboriously took out a worn-out red book from his pocket and handed it to the female conductor: "Invalids card, comrade, look at it." ”

The female conductor took the red book and looked at it twice, and then threw it back to the old man: "Buy a ticket!" ”

"Comrade, isn't the invalids card free of charge?" The old man carefully put away the red notebook and carefully tucked it into his underwear pocket.

"Who rules that you can get a free ticket?" The female conductor looked impatient: "If such a broken book can be free of charge, why do you want our conductor to do it?" Hurry up and buy your ticket, or get off! ”

"Comrade, you can really get a free ticket!" The old man insisted.

"If you don't buy a ticket, you get off!" The female conductor said sharply: "You go and see which car gives you a free ticket, which car you can take for free!" ”

"Comrade, I really don't have any money, and if I have money, I won't be short of your ticket money or two." The old man's voice was dry and helpless.

As he spoke, the car moved on to the next stop. The female conductor ignored the old man and began to shout to the passengers who got off the bus: "Tickets, tickets!" ”

At that time, even city buses had to show a ticket to get off.

After all the passengers at the station came up, the driver was about to drive, but the female conductor shouted: "Don't drive yet!" ”

Then he turned his head and said, "You get out of the car." I won't charge you for this stop! ”

The old man begged, "Comrade, just let me sit down." ”

"Sit somewhere? It's a beautiful idea! The female conductor sneered, "You either buy a ticket or get off." Otherwise, the car will stop here. ”

The passengers on the bus were looking at the excitement, and suddenly heard the female conductor say this, and suddenly stopped. Isn't this a fire at the city gate, which has affected the fish in the pond?

"Hey, I said old man, you just get out of the car, can't you let us accompany you to dry?"

"Old man, you can't be a scoundrel at your age! Don't have the money to take a car? ”

"I still have to catch the shift at four o'clock in the afternoon, old man, you will pay me a fine if you are late?"

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All sorts of unpleasant words smashed at the old man. Zhao Changfeng wondered why none of the passengers blamed the conductor and the driver.

The old man was there all at once. After a long time, he slowly turned to face the passengers in the carriage.

"I'm sorry for delaying everyone's work!" The old man's face was flushed, and he bowed with difficulty, then turned around and staggered to get out of the car.

"Wait, sir!" Zhao Changfeng stood up and said to the conductor: "Let the driver drive." I bought this uncle's ticket! ”

The female conductor looked Zhao Changfeng up and down, and snorted: "Live Lei Feng!" ”

"What did you say?" Zhao Changfeng asked, he hated it most when others talked to him in a weird tone.

"I said you live Lei Feng!" The female conductor's voice was an octave higher: "He went to Wei Er Road, and the ticket cost one piece." Thank you! ”

Zhao Changfeng threw a dollar to her, then went to the door of the car and helped the old man and said, "Uncle, I bought a ticket for you, you can sit in the back with me." ”

"Thank you, little comrade! Thank you so much! The old man trembled and took Zhao Changfeng's hand and rubbed it, tears flashing in his cloudy eyes.

Zhao Changfeng looked sad for a while, he helped the old man through the aisle of the carriage, the old man didn't know how many days he hadn't taken a bath, and his whole body was full of sour smell, but Zhao Changfeng didn't shy away at all, but sat side by side with the old man in the back seat. The people in the full carriage looked at Zhao Changfeng with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a monster.

"Silly hat!"

A voice flew out of a corner.

Zhao Changfeng ignored it, but was immersed in the memories of his grandfather.

Zhao Changfeng is not a stupid hat, nor is he Lei Feng. When the old man was scolded by the conductor, although he felt very uncomfortable, he did not stand up to help the old man. Since he arrived at the provincial capital university, Zhao Changfeng has seen too many similar scenes, and his sympathy has long been worn out by the harsh reality. There are so many poor people in China, how many can he save as a poor student? So he can only pretend to turn a blind eye, although there will be a little bit of discomfort in his heart.

But when the old man slowly turned around to face Zhao Changfeng (in fact, the old man was facing the passengers of the entire carriage, but Zhao Changfeng stubbornly believed that the old man was facing him), Zhao Changfeng was shocked all of a sudden. Because in that short moment, he saw a trace of his grandfather's shadow on the old man's face. If Zhao Changfeng was asked to say specifically which point the old man looked like his deceased grandfather, Zhao Changfeng couldn't say it, but he felt faint but real.

Be sure to help this old man who is a bit like grandpa! Zhao Changfeng immediately made up his mind. The reason why this determination is so difficult is that Zhao Changfeng is not afraid of spending one or two yuan, he is afraid of spending one or two yuan but buying the ridicule of others. In an era of transition from a traditional society to an economic society, all moral norms have collapsed, and all behaviors that were praised in the past are now ridiculed by the world.

"Little comrade, what's your name? You leave me an address, and I'll send the money back to you. The old man pulled Zhao Changfeng's sleeve and said.

"Uncle, my name is Changfeng." Zhao Changfeng said with a smile: "The address will not be left." A dollar, can you hold it back? ”

The old man insisted: "This money must be repaid!" Little comrade, you can leave me an address. ”

He trembled and took out a ballpoint pen refill from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Changfeng, then took out the red book, and took out a letter with a few lines written on it in the middle of the red book, and the old man turned the letter paper to Zhao Changfeng and said, "Come, write it on the back of this." ”

Zhao Changfeng was helpless and wrote an address casually. The old man carefully stuffed the letter into the red book and was about to put it away, but Zhao Changfeng asked curiously: "Old man, what kind of document are you?" ”

"Invalids!" The old man said proudly, then his expression turned gloomy again, and he sighed: "It's useless now." ”

It was the first time Zhao Changfeng had heard of the Invalids Certificate, and he was even more curious: "Uncle, can I take a look?" ”

The old man laughed, "Little comrade, take it, is there anything you can't see?" He stuffed the red book into Zhao Changfeng's hand.

Zhao Changfeng looked at the little red book carefully, and the corners of the dark red plastic leather had been damaged in many places, revealing the dark yellow cardboard inside. On the obverse is printed a golden five-pointed star, and close to the bottom of the five-pointed star are three golden yellow words: Invalids Certificate. At the bottom is a line of small print: Central Plains Provincial Invalids Rest Home.

Zhao Changfeng said: "Uncle, where is the Central Plains Provincial Invalids Rest Home?" I've been in Zhongzhou for two and a half years, why have I never heard of it? ”

The old man said: "It's not in Zhongzhou, it's in Xinxiang City." ”

Only then did Zhao Changfeng understand that although the Invalides Academy was named Central Plains Province, it was not in the provincial capital. He was about to open the invalids card to see what was inside, but at this time the tram stopped, Zhao Changfeng raised his eyes and hurriedly returned the invalids card to the old man: "Uncle, Wei Er Road has arrived, you should get off." ”

The old man answered, his hands trembling and pressing the back of his chair, but he couldn't stand up.

"Uncle, don't worry, take your time." Zhao Changfeng stretched out his hand to help the old man and glanced at the conductor in front of him and said, "Uncle, don't worry, you won't drive if you don't get off the bus." Either you'll take advantage of another stop. ”

The female conductor snorted angrily.

Zhao Changfeng ignored the conductor, concentrated on supporting the old man, and slowly walked down the car. The old man seemed to have injuries on his legs and feet, and he trembled and walked uncomfortably.

"Slow down, uncle, slow down!" Zhao Changfeng stepped out of the car first, stood on the road and took the old man down.

After the old man stood firm, Zhao Changfeng said, "Uncle, then I'll get in the car." ”

Just then, a squeaking of air currents was heard. Zhao Changfeng turned his head and looked, and the car door closed suddenly.

"Open the door!" Zhao Changfeng pounced and banged on the door, but the tram started on its own.

"Open the door! I haven't arrived yet! Zhao Changfeng shouted loudly.

The female conductor leaned out of the window and smiled brightly: "Comrade Lei Feng, goodbye!" ”

The tram sped up suddenly, leaving Zhao Changfeng in place.

"!" Zhao Changfeng made a gesture to the tram that rushed to him.

"Little comrade, look, look at this. It's all because I'm delaying you! The old man apologized repeatedly, guiltily not knowing what to do.

"Uncle, it's okay!" Zhao Changfeng hurriedly laughed and coaxed the old man and said, "I'm here for the next stop, it's okay to take a walk, it's just a exercise." ”

"Oh, there's only one stop away? It's okay, it's okay! The old man seemed a little at ease.

"Uncle, where are you going? Why don't I send you there first? ”

The next bus takes half an hour to come, and Zhao Changfeng saw that the old man's legs were not dexterous, so he wanted to send the old man over first.

Although he arrived at the station, the old man was worried about how to find the place to go, listening to Zhao Changfeng's words, the old man finally let go of the big stone in his heart, but he couldn't help but excuse himself: "Little comrade, how embarrassing is that!" ”

"Uncle, what's so embarrassing?" Zhao Changfeng helped the old man, "Say, what's the place?" ”

"Provincial political axe." The old man said.

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