Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Fellow Travelers
Jiang Shangzhou's phone is out of battery. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info was too busy, too tired, and forgot to recharge.
Fortunately, it was not lost, and an hour earlier, when it fell, she nimbly picked it up again. And this did not stop her escape.
That's right, it's to run away.
Isn't it weird that a company that has had its license revoked continues to produce and discharge pollutants as usual?
So, here she comes. When the hooves of the local farmers were rotting and the fields were turning yellow and black, she and Xiao Wei came.
They got angry with the city's propaganda department, and they received them, but they were really not welcomed.
The unwelcome performance is that there is a smile on his face and a cloud of speech. If you can't pour you down with a bottle of wine, then you can't beat you down with a bottle.
In this way, I survived here for nine days. When people were resting, they quietly touched the news, which made the villagers who showed them the way nervous.
However, when the roots are traced back to eight or nine, Xiao Wei and his lover are about to give birth.
Xiao Wei jumped up with a "whoop" and said, "Sister Jiang, I'm going to be a father, you will do the rest, I'm going back to meet this sacred moment!" ā
He climbed into the night train to meet the sacred moment, leaving her alone to face the endgame before him.
It's a bit unwilling to withdraw now, but if you don't withdraw, how can you move forward?
Just now, people let the dog chase her, and her pants have been torn.
Now the car has punctured tires, and both wheels are out of use.
She thought, this is already the extreme, do they dare to ask for her life?
She dusted off the dirt and decided to wait for a passing car, maybe someone had a spare tire, maybe someone could help call a car repairer.
The aqua toilet next to it smelled so bad that she walked away a few steps in disgust. But she didn't dare to go far. Just because there is a toilet here, the passing driver can stop conveniently, and she can find a chance to talk!
It's good to be at home, but it's hard to go out, the old saying is really true!
"Whew-", Steyr's massive body stopped. A young man jumped out of the high cab, spat at the loess, and hurried into the toilet.
Jiang Shangzhou waited patiently.
The young man came out, tied his pants as he walked, and spat on the ground again.
Jiang Shangzhou greeted him, "Hey, master!" ā
The man turned his head to look, pulled the car door and walked away.
Steyr drove over, dusting all the way. Jiang Shangzhou hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and turned around.
No way, this place is like this!
She's still for a while, and the people of this place are going to live here for a lifetime!
She laughed at herself, thinking that if she had been younger, the young man just now would have stopped and talked.
Another off-road vehicle stopped, and Jiang Shangzhou hurried over. This time, she had to get closer to the smelly toilet so that he wouldn't run away.
Wait, wait, the man came out. He looked around, not in a hurry. Jiang Shangzhou was overjoyed.
"Hey, master!" For drivers, it's always right to call the master.
The one turned his head and looked surprised. He was bespectacled, tall, thin, and slightly hugged his shoulders. Wearing a pair of khaki striped velvet slacks, matcha green long-sleeved T-shirt, very old but clean, a bit of an old study afternoon - quiet and comfortable.
"Are you calling me?"
Jiang Shangzhou was happy. As soon as you hear the accent, this is from Beijing. Beijingers like to say "you", which has little to do with age.
"Hello, I'm looking for a favor. Lo and behold, the car broke down! She generously pointed to her car.
The man was amused when he saw it. Jiang Shangzhou is also happy.
It's such a coincidence, her car is also a four-door Wrangler, and the person is the same model and type!
"This, what's wrong with it?" The man asked, and walked over to the car.
"The tires are broken and punctured."
She said it plainly, but the man couldn't help but frown. He looked around, as if to make sure he was safe in the moment.
"It's okay, it's the worst-case scenario, it can't be worse!" Jiang Shangzhou cheered people up in a very certain tone.
The man stopped. "I didn't bring a spare tire!" He rubbed his chin with his fingers, looked through the lenses, and looked at Jiang Shangzhou seriously.
"Oh!" Jiang Shangzhou was a little disappointed.
"Still, we can figure it out!" As he spoke, the man took two steps forward and crouched down to check the condition of the tires.
Jiang Shangzhou had no choice but to wait.
It's not that she doesn't understand cars, the problem is that both wheels are broken, what can she do?
"There it is! Just wait a minute! The man stood up, no matter what Jiang Shangzhou's reaction was, and walked straight to his car.
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It turned out that his solution was to unload a good tire for himself and replace it with a bad tire for Jiang Shangzhou. In this way, three good tires in one car will still be no problem to walk.
"You're amazing!" Jiang Shangzhou praised sincerely. She said as she unscrewed the water bottle to flush the dirt off his hands.
"Hehe......" he smiled happily, very simple and happy.
"I was just trying to solve the problem, and I didn't have time to ask, but you want-"
"Back to Beijing!" He stood up and took a handkerchief from his pocket with wet hands.
Jiang Shangzhou couldn't help but smile. Not only because of the three words "back to Beijing", but also because of the handkerchief. It's really rare for men in their forties to use handkerchiefs.
After wiping his hands and putting them in his pocket, he casually asked, "What about you?" ā
"I-, I want to go back to Beijing, but the task is not completed,....... but it seems that there is no way to complete it at present, so I ..... go back!"
In this moment, she made a decision.
The task is never finished, and she needs to go back and fix it. In this place infested by the people, she really needs a competent assistant. What's more, her harvest this time is not small.
She said, "Can you please let me use your phone, I'm going to call my daughter and tell her I'm safe!" ā
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To express his gratitude, Jiang Shangzhou invited him to dinner.
Sitting on a plastic stool in a roadside noodle restaurant, I realized that he should be called Changhe.
This Changhe is interesting. He prepared his own lunch box, chopsticks, forks and spoons. Look at the treasure bag, there are toothbrushes and everything.
"The tableware in the restaurant may not be clean, and it is too wasteful to throw away one-time use!"
As he spoke, he found a basin, brought a pot of boiling water from someone's stove, put the tableware in it to flush, and soaked Jiang Shangzhou with a pair of disposable chopsticks.
The owner of the noodle shop in the apron squinted at it, but he didn't squeak, but he looked at it and was more disapproving.
Jiang Shangzhou wanted to laugh when he saw this scene. People must think, you people in the city, there are so many things!
"Mr. Chang is always like this...... Is it exquisite? ā
Chang He shook his head with a smile and said, "If you have the conditions, pay attention to it." When there is no water, dirty hands also grabbed something to eat, once in Fenglingdu, I ate a big steamed bun, which was sandwiched with freshly boiled fat sausages, so fragrant! The proprietress who sold things took the money and cut the fat intestines, and my hands were also dirty at that time! ā
Jiang Shangzhou smiled hehehe, feeling that this person was very free and easy.
Looking at his camera, he asked, "Do you often run around?" ā
Chang He said: "I like to come out when I have time." Oh, I don't know much about technology, I'm not as professional as your camera, I just take pictures when I see what I like. ā
"Can I take a look?"
Chang He nodded.
At this time, the noodles had already come up, and the two of them were really hungry, one person had a bowl of noodles, and the red oil was sprinkled with coriander, which felt really fragrant.
"Boss, two more bowls of noodle soup!" Chang He shouted at the stove.
Jiang Shangzhou looks at the photo in the digital camera.
"Do you take this too?" She pointed to a picture.
"Hehe", Chang He smiled. "The night before, I stayed at their house and didn't go to the hotel. There was a broken enamel jar on the windowsill, and I saw that it was planted with a sand pong, and the flowers were blooming, so I took it down. How's that, this angle? ā
He looked like a child, eager to praise.
Jiang Shangzhou looked at it and nodded, and said, "Not bad!" ā
She's not talking about technology. She's talking about thought.
Outside this small window sill is a short wall covered with black ash, but the window is painted with new green paint, spotless windowsills, and a clean broken enamel jar with full and bright sand flowers, as if the poverty of a room has been lit up by these flowers, revealing a little serenity and satisfaction.
"And this one, look!" Chang He stretched out his finger and nodded twice.
Here is a picture of a child and a dog. A large aluminum basin, seven or eight years old children pressed the dog into the basin to bathe, and their bodies and faces were full of water from the dog's fluttering. And in the corner next to it is a charcoal pile, and what the dog washes down is a basin of black water. And the child's eyes are bright, and laughter seems to come out of the photo.
It's a common scenario in the mines, and he recorded it.
Jiang Shangzhou asked: "Do you often shoot these life scenes?" ā
"Well, it's a lot, as long as you think it's good, take a picture!"
Jiang Shangzhou smiled, he used his camera to photograph the beauty in the dirt, while she used the camera to record the greed behind the money.
However, they seem to be the same kind of people.