Chapter 41 What Falls from the Sky Is Not All Pies, There Are Traps
Although the nineteenth day of the lunar month is his grandmother's 80th birthday, because of the tight time, Yang Wenbin can only hurriedly return home to take a look, and even has no time to celebrate his grandmother's birthday and set out on the way home. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The train that Yang Wenbin took was a green passenger car. It has to stop every ten minutes or so, and it has to go through more than 30 tunnels in between.
The distance of three or four hundred miles took five or six hours to arrive.
Finally arrived in Jincheng, he changed to an express train.
When he got on the bus, he could only stand for two hours because he didn't buy a seat number.
By eight o'clock in the evening, the train had finally arrived at the camp.
camp city, located in the middle of the peninsula. There is also a legend about the origin of its name.
According to legend, in the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, the general Xue Rengui, under the dispatch of Li Shimin, the king of the Tang Dynasty, passed through here.
I found that the terrain here is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the transportation is convenient.
The camp of the Tang Army was stationed here. Taking advantage of the geographical advantages, he repelled several enemy attacks and won the victory of the Eastern Crusade.
Although thousands of years have passed, it is impossible to test whether King Tang and Xue Rengui really lived here, but the name of Yingcheng has been handed down.
Yingcheng is located at the junction of the peninsula and the inland, bordering the border city to the east, the port city of Bincheng to the south, the oil city of Cuijin to the west, and the coal city and the provincial capital to the north.
Yingcheng has a complex landform, with mountains, hills, plains, and depressions, high in the southeast and low in the northwest, and inclined from east to south to northwest.
Most of the eastern mountains and hilly areas are between 60~500 meters above sea level, and the western plain gradually slopes down from 60 meters above sea level to the Turbidity River and Gongzhuhe River plains.
The western plain is formed by the alluvium of the Yingcheng River and the Shahe River, and the transition zone between the foothills and the plain is mostly hilly.
In Longjiang Province, Yingcheng is definitely at the forefront of economic opening-up, and it is the only one of the top 100 cities in the country.
The last time I came to report, I completed the process from the city to the countryside in one day.
The political department of the military district in the provincial capital was the first, then the military political department, then the division political department, and finally the first company.
This time, you don't have to work so hard, just report directly to the division headquarters in the garrison city.
The train slowly pulled into the train station.
Yang Wenbin got off the train and got out of the platform.
At this time, it is already the time when the lights are on.
On both sides of the exit, a group of red men and green women, at first glance, look like the waiters of the small inn are trying to solicit customers.
"Stay! Stay! Clean and affordable! Big brother, do you want to stay in the hotel? Girl, do you live in the hotel? ”
On the square in front of the station, the flow of people is bustling and shuttling in a hurry.
The high-rise buildings and colorful lights in the distance are shining, indicating the hustle and bustle of the city, and the richness and colorfulness of the nightlife.
"Where will you stay tonight?" Yang Wenbin thought to himself, "It's impossible to return to the army." Only, find a nearby hotel and stay first. Tomorrow, after meeting with the other students, I will report to the division headquarters. ”
He hesitated and chose the nearest railway hostel to the train station.
Entering the hostel, he opened a four-person room at the front desk.
In the room, there is an iron bed in each of the four corners. The placement is relatively simple.
Fortunately, the futon is still ninety percent new.
"It's just a night, anyway, I'll just sleep," he thought.
After opening the room, Yang Wenbin felt hungry, so he went to the snack bar to eat.
The snack bar should be opened by the hotel for the convenience of uneaten travelers.
Not big in the room. There are only three or five tables.
At the counter, there was one, the male boss.
A waitress shuttles back and forth between the back kitchen and the lobby, serving food to customers.
Yang Wenbin, I'm really hungry.
He asked for a bowl of rice and a bowl of ravioli, and devoured them.
At this time, a man in his thirties at a table next to him put his dishes in front of Yang Wenbin and gave in kindly, "As a soldier, why don't you eat vegetables, come and eat some!" ”
Yang Wenbin felt his boldness and enthusiasm, and at first glance, the dish was ordinary dried tofu with sharp peppers, and it was not an expensive dish.
"It's still worth it," he thought.
He carefully held it with chopsticks and tasted a few bites as a sign of politeness.
"Thank you, brother! Where are you from? Yang Wenbin asked casually.
"I'm from Haracillin, and I'm working in Yingcheng." The man replied.
opened the chatterbox, Yang Wenbin found that the man turned out to be a Mongolian.
Cold, they talked a few words casually, feeling very cordial, quite a bit of a foreign acquaintance, very speculative.
At this time, Yang Wenbin found that the innkeeper looked at him from time to time, and kept winking at himself, and put his right index finger to his mouth, making a hint of "silence".
However, due to the nostalgia of "the villagers see the villagers, the eyes are full of tears", and at the same time, he wants to talk with the same Mongolian man in the same language, because he has a common language, a common region, a common culture and a common psychological quality, he directly ignored the boss's hint and continued to use the national language to chat with the man while eating.
Seeing that he was indifferent, the innkeeper kept giving him a look, signaling him not to ignore the man, lest he blackmail him.
However, Yang Wenbin saw the man's heartfelt expression, and thought, "I'm a poor soldier, and I'm afraid of being deceived by him?" I'm a guy who plays with guns, and I'm still afraid of being robbed by him? He made up his mind and did not leave, calmly observing the development of the situation.
The man asked for another plate of dishes, three bottles of beer, and a bowl of egg soup, drank slowly, and continued to chat with Yang Wenbin.
Yang Wenbin had almost eaten, stood up, and prepared to settle the bill.
At this time, the man appeared drunk, quarreled in Mongolian, said that he was going to beat the restaurant owner, and even killed him.
Yang Wenbin smiled bitterly in his heart.
I met a wine Mengzi.
In his hometown, he was used to seeing such people.
After drinking a little wine, you don't eat the sky and the earth is thick: as long as you drink some wine, you will be the second in the world, and you are the third, and no one will pay attention to it.
After drinking, he dared to do anything and say anything.
Yang Wenbin could have walked away, but when he looked down at this military uniform, he remembered what "Chow Yun-fat" said, "When you wear this military uniform, you have to have the responsibility and responsibility of a soldier."
I thought to myself, no matter whether that man really wanted to make trouble or brag, this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen around him.
If he had just arrived in Yingcheng and encountered such a thing, no matter what, how could he get out of it? Why will you still be in the camp and in the barracks in the future?
Thinking of this, Yang Wenbin took his hand and persuaded: "Dude, have you drunk too much?" The boss didn't provoke you or recruit you, why do you want to beat and kill people? Besides, if something really happens to you, are you worthy of your family? Aren't you going home for the New Year? Don't you want to go home and reunite with your loved ones? In case of trouble, you must think about it, don't be impulsive! Besides, if you really get into trouble, how much pain you and your family will have to cause! ”
But the man's face changed and he shouted at him, "Take the money!" How much do you earn? Bring them all to me, give them all. ”
Yang Wenbin was stunned, his heart trembled, and he smiled bitterly.
He pinched the man's wrist hard, and warned him with his eyes, beware of him committing murder,
At the same time, I feel angry and ridiculous.
"I dare to blackmail the soldier. I'll have to play with him. ", he thought.
Yang Wenbin's hand increased his strength, and the man grinned in pain.
Yang Wenbin, first swept the hall, knocked the man down, put his fist against the man's temple, put his mouth to the man's ear, and whispered, "Big brother, what do you want to do?" Are you poor and crazy? I'm from the army. Moreover, the provincial kickboxing champion. At home, at the Naadam conference. Also the best wrestler. If you're not convinced, let's pull it out and slip around. ”
Yang Wenbin deliberately pulled him to the front of the hotel in a confused manner.
The man had pain in his hand and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't break free.
Then, his mind turned, his face changed, and he shouted: "You know what I lost, come with me", and he wanted to go back to the shadow of the lamp just now.
Seeing that man's performance, Yang Wenbin was angry.
"A good nation, why did this kind of person come out?" He was indignant, just like in Lu Xun's words, "angry and unhappy".
He increased the force in his hand and dragged the man back into the hotel.
At this moment, a tall, burly young man came up and said, "Are you all together?" If not, you go away. ”
Yang Wenbin glared at the man.
This time, the man's eyes flickered, and he didn't squeak, and he didn't show any other dangerous movements.
Yang Wenbin thought to himself, it seems that he is not his opponent at all.
Let go of his hand.
After a slight hesitation, he turned to the counter, settled the account of his desk with the boss, and settled the account for the drunk, angry and hateful Mongolian countryman.
Then he went back to his room, locked the door, and got ready for bed.
Lying on the bed, Yang Wenbin was worried that the drunk man would attack the boss, and lay down for more than half an hour. But I never heard any movement.
He still couldn't put his mind at ease. I went back to the hotel.
Found the owner and waiter still there. But there was no trace of the man.
He was in a very uncomfortable mood, and it was easy to think that he had met a good person, a friend who could talk to his heart at first sight, but who knew that he was an ugly liar:
Despite repeated reminders from the hotel owner, he willingly took out the money in his pocket and settled the bill for the scammer in return for his generous payment of 3 yuan for his meal.
Yang Wenbin paid ten times the price, and with a kind heart, he befriended a liar with true feelings.
And this is a live drama that has just been performed, although he still lied to himself that maybe he was really a good person, and he couldn't get used to seeing others look down on the poor, or he really encountered some difficulties, so he made this decision.
However, as a man, no matter what happens, he should stand up to the sky. How can it be so obscene? What is such a despicable and shameless act?
Yang Wenbin is very disgusted by this.
I don't want to run into this kind of person.
But this is far from the case.
The lesson is not to trust someone who treats you too warmly, because there is deceit and intrigue behind his smile. If you are not careful, you will fall into the trap.