Chapter 59: The Iron Train Man
The most crowded train I have ever seen is the Indian train circulating on the Internet, where people and trains are collectively opened, canned food is filled in the carriage, and people are hung everywhere on the roof and side, the so-called hanging tickets. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
Inexplicably, their expressions were calm and solemn, without the slightest complaint, and they all had the Indian temperament of Mahatma Gandhi. I admire the integrity and endurance of the Indians. Geng Hao said that because the Indians regard the cow as the object of worship, the cow is born tired, and this nation is the same as the cow, tired!
I think it's better than an Indian train. But when we came to the platform with large bags and small bags, I realized that we had made a mistake. Because our train has no tickets, no people can be hung on the top and side, so everyone can only desperately squeeze into the door. I think we're just fucking cows.
Everyone fights with their lives, and they don't care about their face and dirty smell at all. Some were so crowded that they shouted "my ears", as if their ears had really been squeezed out.
This is a "Noah's Ark" bound for his hometown, and it seems that those who can't squeeze in it will be "exterminated" by the final flood in City B and die alone. For Chinese, the New Year Pass is not only an opportunity for family reunion, but also contains the cultural sentiment of pilgrimage, just like the Indian affection for cattle.
Since we are going on a pilgrimage and others are desperately squeezing, we naturally have to squeeze up desperately. The shoes were squeezed out of the entry-level, and a fellow denture was squeezed out, pouting and shouting "Don't step on my dentures". At that time, the real teeth are almost gone, and who cares about your dentures.
Since Brother Mei is a girl, we pushed her forward from behind. But people pushed and everyone squeezed people, and Brother Mei had little strength, so he was pushed by a fierce-looking woman and staggered and fell to the ground.
When I looked at the woman, who looked like the Asian rural version of Kim Kardashian's aunt, she didn't glance at Brother Mei angrily.
Yoon Deji immediately picked her up and helped her out of the crowd to avoid being trampled on.
Geng Hao and I looked around and finally smiled at each other. At the same time, we found a "back door" that did not need to be squeezed - the window. We carried Brother Mei up to the window, and then Yin Deji, Geng Hao, and I climbed in through the window of the train one by one. At this time, others also discovered this "back door" and came to climb the window.
It's a bit like acting in the movie "The Legend of Deer and Ding: The Dragon Cult", when Wei Xiaobao played by Stephen Chow escorted Princess Jianning played by Qiu Shuzhen to get married, and a group of people who met anti-thieves on the road were all thrown into a sedan chair, and the train was crowded with that petite son.
In ancient times, the rich had no land, and the poor had no place to stand; Now, the rich fly first class, and the poor have super slow station tickets. After the train started, a few little girls didn't squeeze in, and watched us go away, wanting to cry without tears. We really have the excitement of successfully escaping on "Noah's Ark".
The air in the carriage was turbid, and everyone had just squeezed in without breathing, standing motionless in the cramped space, and felt that it was not as good as the Indians' tickets.
At this time, Yin Deji was bitter and sang affectionately in the tune of "We Are the Successors of Communism":
We are brave train men,
Love trains, love station tickets,
Brightly colored train tickets in a panty purse.
Not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of crowding,
Tenacious study, resolute struggle,
Towards victory, bravely marching,
Towards victory, courageously, forward!
The sound was no different from a donkey's barking. It turned out that the pig farm in the town killed donkeys, and this heart-rending scream often came out, which made people's souls fly. Unexpectedly, the people around him applauded and shouted "yes" and shouted for another one.
Yin Deji was full of confidence, he really wanted to have one, Geng Hao immediately covered his mouth and said, "Please don't ** my ears anymore, okay?" ”
The train starts, and we move forward like a foot-bound old woman, but our hearts soar like a bullet.
After the passengers settled in, the space loosened up a little and found an open place to sit on the ground.
This bright place is at the junction of the trains, and from time to time the migrant workers carrying woven bags are crowded, and they all step on the insteps of our feet with precision.
Some dragged their children with their daughters, some were dragged by their children, and the young children and elderly people who were waiting to be fed came to squeeze the car, which was a sin that had been cultivated for several lifetimes. This train is a vivid portrait of the people at the bottom of China.
After a while, the flight attendant who sold beer, drinks, peanuts and dried tofu pushed the bullish and coaxed road car to pass through the customs, "Eh, the countryman's ass moves", "The senior brother in front, move your legs", "Sister, the baby's braincase is closed", surprised that the road was blocked like the third ring road of B City, how did she come unscathed.
For many years after that, I always had a stereotyped thinking, the best people on the Spring Festival train were never those of us who desperately squeezed the windows, but the aunts who sold beer and drinks.
In the ranking of the combat effectiveness of the Chinese people, they are the big killers who are ranked second after the city management, and the pioneers of future wars must be recruited among the train crews.
The baby's crying, chatting, snoring, sweating, drinking, and smoke are all mixed together. There was also the smell of instant noodles, I remember that instant noodles were not so disgusting, why did I want to retch when I smelled on the train.
The mother with the child couldn't squeeze into the toilet, so she took out her pocket and asked her son to solve it on the spot. This little kid didn't know what good things he had eaten, and the pimples he pulled out stinked inward, so he asked his mother while pulling it back: "Mom, does my smell good?" ”
There is no mother in the world who dislikes the child, and the mother nodded desperately: "My son's is more fragrant than fragrant buns." ”
The moment the train started next to her, she called out that the motion sickness couldn't hold on, and the child's stinky catalyzed, and the filth in the stomach spit out all over the ground with a "wow", white, yellow, green, and black splashed everywhere.
What is incomprehensible is that no one cares about her vomit, eating snacks, eating instant noodles, playing poker, playing with mobile phones, bragging, and playing with nothing to do.
A burst of fishy smell and sour smell came to her nose, and Brother Mei, a girl with low resistance to blows, covered her mouth and retched, and almost threw up.
Yin Deji hurriedly handed her mineral water, and she took it and drank a little before she felt a little comfortable.
It is more difficult to go to the toilet, and it will take ten years to climb to the toilet, and it is estimated that it will be necessary to wait until my feces and urine fall into my pants.
Forced to hold the crotch for a long time, water and fire forced the palace, finally it was their turn, go in and see, the toilet is not hydrated, all kinds of dry goods are left in it, a lump of lumps of water and a pool of lying down, peeing and drenching, the fresh taste is so refreshing.
Hold your breath, Yin Deji said that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he took a sharp breath and almost vomited everything he ate last night.
It occurred to me that the food truck must be a good place to order a few dishes without being driven away. We trekked through mountains and rivers, stepped on the road made of human flesh, and came to the dining car step by step.
Once again, we were deeply shocked to see that it was not only us who were smart people, but the door of the dining car had been blocked by a human wall. I had no choice but to go back the way I came.
After sitting for a while, my body and spirit slowly adapted to my surroundings, my mood gradually improved, and I began to chat.
Brother Mei's cold noodle shop has a net profit of 40,000 or 50,000 yuan after cutting off the rent and water and electricity for half a year, and she has become a veritable rich woman, saying that she will invite us to a big dinner when she goes home.
Yin Deji joked: "Just go to open a Sichuan restaurant by yourself, although it is tiring to work with yourself, you are down-to-earth and don't look at other people's faces." Forced to be a chef, you can't get out in your life. ”
I said, "If you open a Sichuan restaurant with Brother Mei, it is estimated that you will have a rival in City B." ”
"Okay!" Yin Deji was excited, and after speaking, he looked at his goddess Brother Mei with expectant eyes.
Brother Mei smiled and didn't speak. She took out a secret Sichuan-style crispy chicken from her bag, and immediately the aroma was tangy, and the smell attracted many people.
People ask us if this chicken is for sale. We say two hundred and one pounds. The man paid for it. We said we were embarrassed to joke about this chicken and not sell it ourselves. The man looked at us with great contempt.
Brother Mei unloaded the chicken into four pieces and distributed them to us, giving Geng Hao the largest piece of meat the most real.
I said, "You see you're more sexually than friends." ”
Brother Mei's cheeks flushed slightly, revealing his gentle side.
When I was in high school, Brother Mei often played CS with us in Internet cafes, calling herself Black Widow, hiding in x city with an AWP, agile, and headshots with guns, which made boys frightened. When I was happy, I shouted and screamed, crying my father and calling my mother, which drove the emotions of people in an Internet café.
But in front of Geng Hao, she was completely dumb, her speech trembled, and her words did not reach her meaning. After going to City B, she grew her long hair and started to wear makeup, which was very different from the previous tomboy. Girls still seem to have to rely on dressing up.
After tossing for a day, my stomach was empty, and I held Brother Mei to make chicken and nibble on it, only to find that dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at us in unison, and some were still swallowing saliva, I wondered if they would unload the four of us to eat.
After eating the chicken, the mouth and stomach were unprecedentedly satisfied. Yin Deji took out the poker and taught us to fight the landlord, he said: "You don't even know how to play the landlord, and you can only stare dryly on the train in the future, how boring." Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, except for prostitution, we don't get involved, everything else has to be tried, so we can call it a man. ”
Geng Hao said: "You guys play cards, I'll paint a portrait of you." ”
When Brother Mei heard this, he exclaimed excitedly: "Okay, good, I have always had a wish to show the portrait you painted for me." ”
So in the whole process of learning to fight the landlord, Mei Ge was absent-minded. Geng Hao lay next to us, holding a drawing board, and in the swaying of the train, his inspiration erupted, and he began to create. After he entered the state, his eyes were uninhibited and serious, and there was a little fierce light, no wonder Brother Mei was so infatuated with him, this kid had a bit of an evil heavy metal temperament.
The first one was me, and he painted it vividly, but I couldn't lift him, lest he be arrogant and say that he had painted me ugly, and that he would have to pay for mental damages.
The second painting of Yin Deji resembles and resembles a god, more like Yin Deji than Yin Deji.
The third picture of Brother Mei, how can Brother Mei be in the mood to play cards, from time to time to raise his head to tidy up his appearance, wanting to present the best side to Geng Hao. When she was done, she couldn't wait to grab it and look at it.
In the painting, she is smiling, her face is like a peach blossom, and the whole goddess is fan. She was stunned by her portrait, and reveled in it, staring at it for a few minutes before carefully putting it away and putting it in a notebook, not allowing me to touch the painting with Yin Deji as a rare treasure.
The people next to him saw that Geng Hao's painting skills were good, and they paid for paintings. Geng Hao has a good heart, and when he saw his migrant worker friends, he said that he would paint for everyone for free, and he could also kill time.
Starting with a party to receive a free self-portrait, Geng Hao's paintings are not simply sketches, he adds his own reading of the painted objects, which is extremely imaginative and penetrating.
Most of the people in this car are simple rural people, who have never had hand-painted portraits before, and today they received the portraits from Geng Hao's hands, excited and happy. An old man looked at his portrait and burst into tears, saying that he thought of the green years when he fell in love with her husband when she was young.
The next day, I got acquainted with the people in the carriage, it was easier to pass the time, everyone talked about life together, talked about ideals, everyone was real and touching, and everyone had beautiful things in their hearts.
The train encompasses the whole society, like the horse-drawn carriage in "Sheep Fat Ball". Middle-aged people with their feet torn off their feet are likely to come up with a more sophisticated theory of checks and balances than politicians; A young person with a pimple-covered face may have just obtained a master's degree from a prestigious university; It is possible that a depressed girl is rushing back to her hometown from the city where she works to visit a critically ill relative.
A couple was standing in the narrow aisle, and as soon as I got into the car, I noticed them, they didn't talk much, they were wearing torn coarse cloth trousers, and they carried a huge burlap bag, which was swollen and full of things, which should have been bought for the New Year.
They leaned softly, as if no one was around. They were reluctant to use money to buy expensive and garbage box lunches, and after a long time, the man turned out three yuan from his thick cotton jacket, and they muttered for a while, and then bought a bottle of mineral water. The man carefully swirled the water and handed it to his wife. She took a sip and handed him the water.
In this way, they carried the bottle of mineral water to the end. Under the disdainful gaze of others, they smiled and leaned together to taste the sweet bottle of mineral water, still as if no one was around.
Every time I take the train in the future, I always meet people who go to other places to work, and their honest smiles always make me feel kind. We are all from the same place, and we all have the same taste.
They have been in the bustling city for a long time and have not been infected by the hustle and bustle of the city, and perhaps it is these people who have grown up in the land who can withstand the consumption of the social melting pot the most.
63 hours is not as long as imagined, although the train stops at the station, not at the station also stops to let other cars go first, but in these 63 hours we have gained a lot, witnessed a lot of stories, and perceived the kind heart.
Geng Hao rarely smiled, and he smiled like an angel when he painted the portrait. Brother Mei got her wish and got the portrait that Geng Hao gave her. At least Yin Deji also made a few new card friends, and made an appointment to play a few games in the Yunshang Sichuan restaurant after returning to City B.
The train entered the river and crossed the Qinling Mountains. In the cold and windy winter, the leaves of the North China Plain are withered, and the eyes are full of gloom. After entering S City, the whole world was suddenly awakened, and the green in the eyes made people feel refreshed for a while, and the green bamboo forests were like green eggs laid by the mountains to decorate the front and back of the house with vitality.
The moment I stepped off the train, I thought of a quote from the writer Hesse, who said: "Only when you deeply understand what distress is, can you live with all its meaning." ”
Today, I still recall the bitter years of taking a temporary train without any words, and then pretend to say that my brother would rather sit on the slow train and smile than sit on the plane and cry, because we are forever iron train heroes.