Six

Yang Yanjun got on the bus, saw that there was only a rear-facing seat left in the middle of the car, so he sat down, and a girl in her twenties opposite shrank her legs back, giving him as much as possible to give him a place in the middle of the aisle between the two rows of seats, Yang Yanjun nodded at the girl flatteredly, which was regarded as a reward for her friendly action. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiu Ping put Yang Yanjun on the bus and went home, she wanted to know her parents' specific views on Yang Yanjun as soon as possible. When she came out of Qiu Ping's house, Qiu Ping said to Yang Yanjun: "You go back to the city first, and I will stay with my parents at home for a while." The weekends in the mall are busier than usual, although I took a day off, I was ready to go back to work after lunch, you wait for my call in the afternoon, and when I get off work in the evening, let's make an appointment to go out together. ”

Sitting on the bus, looking at Qiu Ping's gradually blurred figure, the joy in Yang Yanjun's heart slowly dissipated, and he felt that it was heavy inside, like a piece of lead.

When young people reach a certain age, women want to talk about marriage, and men want to start a family, and they don't seem to be in a position to consider this issue at present. In Jiang Zhengping's words, when a woman marries a man, the man must meet at least two conditions for her, one is to have a job to eat, and the other is to have a bed board to sleep on. Of course, this sentence is not comprehensive, the basic living conditions of a family depend on two people to create, but his sentence illustrates a truth, for a man, marriage is an obligation, but also a responsibility, you form a family with a woman, you have to be responsible for her present and future. After the two-year service period of compulsory soldiers, they are generally demobilized and go home, and reality does not allow them to have too many illusions about staying in the city. Non-commissioned officers have a relatively long service period, and most of them have to consider personal marital issues in the course of their service.

Seeing that some of his comrades-in-arms who were about the same age as him had found jobs and talked to friends in Beijing, Yang Yanjun was also very envious. Although most of the people who stayed in Beijing did not have good jobs, and most of them drove cars, engaged in sales, and worked as security guards, they laid the foundation for settling down and developing in Beijing in the future. If a non-commissioned officer talks about a girlfriend in his hometown, he will be regarded by some people as incompetent, and it is not convenient to deepen the relationship after getting married and living separately. Nowadays, there are many men who use temptation, and there are too many women who cannot withstand temptation, and boys should be good goalkeepers when they get married, so that others will not kick the ball into their own door. Yang Yanjun didn't think about finding a local girl with poor conditions to talk to in Beijing, but he didn't dare to take this move. His comrade-in-arms Xiao Ding, who was driving in the car team, married a girl who worked as a toll collector in an underground parking lot, and this girl looked - in the words that girls like to hear, very plump. She is especially able to eat snacks, and has no intention of spending money to gain weight during the day and losing weight at night, and the grocery store and gym charge her in both directions. Because of the Beijing hukou, the girl thinks that she is superior, and she is both the female emperor and the minister of finance at home, Xiao Ding gets the marriage certificate and gets the deed of sale, and during the New Year's holidays, she throws a lot of spittle stars in order to get permission to send two hundred yuan to her parents in her hometown. There is also a veteran of the automobile team, a third-class non-commissioned officer, because he could not stand the pain of separation between the two places, he divorced after less than three years of marriage, and married a local divorced woman in Beijing. He seems to have picked up a big "cheap", the father of the divorced woman gave him a special discount, "buy one get one free", married a daughter, and matched a grandson, this veteran has two more titles at the same time as soon as he gets married - husband and stepfather, husband and wife Mao Dun and father and son relationship are intertwined, making him miserable.

Therefore, Yang Yanjun felt that when a non-commissioned officer was looking for a girlfriend in Beijing, it was suitable to find a migrant girl from other places, preferably from her hometown, so that she could be regarded as a good match and have a comparable status. progress, can be common development in Beijing; If you retire, you can go back to your hometown to make a living together.

He was glad that he had met Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping is a person who usually doesn't talk much, but is very scheming, she is not like some girls who come to Beijing from other places, Gao Pan only thinks the ladder is short, and she can't reach the sky in one step, but she clearly understands that the family life of the future husband and wife "happy together" must be "shared by two like-minded lovers" now.

Comparatively speaking, boys who do not have a Beijing hukou and work in Beijing have a better overall quality of military personnel. When they joined the army, they underwent strict political and physical examinations, and after they joined the army, they received strict military training, and they were physically strong and had a good work style, which was incomparable with young people in other professions.

She was also glad that she had met Yang Yanjun.

What worries Yang Yanjun is that he and Qiu Ping are not young, if they get married in the past year or two, where will they live after they get married? Buying a house is out of the question. "The land that the revolutionary martyrs bought with their lives and blood was built by developers and sold to the descendants of the revolution at a high price." He looked at the newly built sky-high commercial houses, and could only complain without spending money. It's okay to rent a house, but after more than half of the couple's salary is handed over to the landlord, there is not much money left for the family to "expand domestic demand". Qiu Ping should have also taken these practical problems into account, the two of them just tacitly knew that they were not willing to poke the colorful soap bubble in the sun now.

Yang Yanjun understands that young men and women who are in love are more cautious than men in terms of emotional investment, and women's feelings for men are like knitting sweaters, stitch by stitch, line by thread, after a long time, she will use her body and mind to warm you. And a man's feelings for a woman are sometimes like wearing a sweater, when it is cold, he knows to value it, and when he is not cold, it is easy to ignore it; Other times, it's like tearing off a sweater, inadvertently pulling a thread, and with a single effort, the whole sweater is gone. A responsible man must know how to respect and respect women, and also know how to respect and care for women, sometimes you have to hold them in your hands, and more often you have to take them to heart, whether you hold them in your hands or in your heart, they will form an invisible pressure on you.

Some things in the future are still difficult to predict, but Yang Yanjun feels that now it is first necessary to improve one's own quality, and in addition to doing a good job in one's own job, it is also necessary to increase one's ability, so as to become a "dual-use talent for military and civilian purposes" that the army has long proposed. And the top priority is to sign up for a correspondence course: "Jiang Zhengping studied animal husbandry and veterinary medicine, and I went to study marketing." ”

Unconsciously, the bus had entered the city, Yang Yanjun's mood calmed down a little, he adjusted his sitting posture, and suddenly found that he was not the only one sitting on the bus thinking about his thoughts. The girl opposite looked out of the car with a solemn face, but her eyes didn't seem to focus on any point, and she was obviously contemplative. The girl's skin is pale, but her appearance is average, and the dozen freckles on her face are surrounded by stars like a moon.

Yang Yanjun was a little curious, he guessed the girl's age and identity, while observing her expression with his spare eyes, when he secretly counted the thirteen freckles on the girl's face twice, the bus arrived at the terminal.

Yang Yanjun got off the bus, looked at his watch, and was about to take the subway back to the office for lunch, so he hurriedly walked into the underpass.

Towards noon, there were not too many pedestrians in the underpass, and a fellow Mozart was busy with a saw, and received less than ten coins and a few gross tickets in the small bowl in front of him. A young man who distributed the floor plan of a commercial house handed the "painting cake" in his hand to ten people, and at least eight of them refused to accept it. People are interested in a house and don't have money to buy it? Or do you have the money to buy and are not interested in the house you are selling? The young man didn't know, and he didn't want to know, the question he was concerned about was when he would be able to finish the stack of advertisements in his hand and go back to get a salary from his boss.

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, please wait!"

A beautiful young woman's voice came from behind.

Although Yang Yanjun was wearing civilian clothes, he involuntarily stopped when he heard the title of "comrade of the People's Liberation Army". He looked back and saw that it was the girl sitting across from him on the bus.

Yang Yanjun asked her vigilantly: "How do you know that I am the People's Liberation Army?" ”

"I saw you on the bus with a soldier's ID."

Yang Yanjun's bus card has been sandwiched in the soldier's card, and she must have seen it when she got on the bus and swiped the card.

"What's the matter with you calling me?" Yang Yanjun asked the girl.

"That's ------"

The girl told Yang Yanjun that she was a migrant girl who had come to Beijing from other places, and that the house she and a few girls from her hometown rented was not far from the village where Qiu Ping's family rented a house. Her father, who is now terminally ill with lung cancer, came to Beijing from his hometown 20 days ago for treatment, and is now living in a military hospital on the edge of the city. She has been fired by her boss because she has taken too much leave recently, but she did not dare to tell her father about this matter, for fear that he would worry. She went back to her temporary place today to pick up some clothes and was about to rush back to the hospital.

When the girl talked to Yang Yanjun, she was stumbling and stopping, the temperature on her face was very high, and the humidity in her eyes was very high.

Yang Yanjun listened to her speech, his brain was running rapidly, guessing whether the girl in front of him was a big liar with rhetoric, or a victim who told the truth.

Seeing Yang Yanjun's suspicious gaze, the girl took out her ID card and the relevant certificate of her father's hospitalization from the small bag she was carrying.

Yang Yanjun looked at the ID card handed over by the girl and knew that her name was Duan Xiaoling, born in June 1987.

Yang Yanjun returned his ID card to Duan Xiaoling and said embarrassedly: "I only have a few dozen yuan left on me now------

Duan Xiaoling blushed, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I'm not looking for you for money, after the money I saved from my part-time job was used up for my father's medical treatment, I borrowed some from my sisters who worked together, and now it's basically enough." ”

Duan Xiaoling also told Yang Yanjun that her father is not coming for much, and the most reassuring thing for the elderly is her work and life in Beijing.

"If it's possible------" Duan Xiaoling was nervous, and she stopped talking.

"You can do whatever I can help, and I will do my best." Yang Yanjun saw Duan Xiaoling's embarrassed appearance, thought of Qiu Ping, who had also worked hard in Beijing, and said to her generously.

"I'd like to ask you to come with me to the hospital!" Duan Xiaoling hesitated for a moment and said, "More than ten days ago, I couldn't bear to see my father worry about my future life, so I told him that I had recently talked about a boyfriend, which was originally a lie to comfort the old man, but he took it seriously, and he must have let me take my boyfriend to see him these days." Now that I've lost my job and I'm in a bad mood, how can I talk about a boyfriend! In order to reassure him to go to the other world to meet my mother, who has long since died, I have no choice but to make this absurd request to you. ”

Duan Xiaoling said, tears falling from her eyes.

Yang Yanjun couldn't see the girl shed tears the most, he looked around uneasily, and said with some horror: "You don't want to be like this, I, I ------"

Looking at Duan Xiaoling's expectant expression, "go" or "not go", the two thoughts fought quickly in Yang Yanjun's head for eighteen rounds, and finally "go" prevailed: "People don't eat chili peppers, they don't have a fever in their hearts, what's there to worry about helping others do something good?" ”

Duan Xiaoling saw Yang Yanjun nodding, her sad face showed a blush of gratitude, she followed Yang Yanjun, and the two young people walked into the subway station quickly.