♧ Ouyang Facai continued: "This bumpy truck that I am about to fall apart is parked in an alley.

The alley was littered with dusty ropes, and mules with dung bags on their hips, wooden yokes on their shoulders, flatbed carts, and heavy cement-concrete prefabricated slabs that walked through the alley.

Some drivers carry a half-erected whip in their arms, making it possible to whip a mule at any time! The mule occasionally turned around, and when he saw the long whip that threatened to whip it, he hurried back! Raise your hooves! 'Whooping' snorted and moved the heavy mule cart forward!

Some of the masters who drove the mule cart did not sit on the wheel, but got out of the cart, and from time to time helped the mule in front of him to pull the mule cart in front, and the whip rested horizontally in front of the wheel. The mule seemed to know that its master was helping it pull the heavy cart, and did not look back, but the head of the mule was high, and the four hooves were alternately raised! The thick rope that connected the yoke to the mule's shoulders was straight......

I've only seen these exotic customs in open-air movie theaters and on TV, and it's quite interesting.

Unfortunately, I had to rush home, but I wasn't in the mood to see anything else!

I know the priority at the moment is to find the car back to my hometown!

In that long alley, I walked for a long time, and finally walked out of this alley with the smell of mules 'sighing' and the drivers not tired of spurring and shouting mules!

I asked a few aunts who were serving cigarettes before I asked about the bus station in Cooked Burger City. ”

Xiang Yixian said with a smile: "Ouyang Facai, I see that you are neither a gangster in an overlord car, nor a martial arts master with unique skills who can lie on the roof shelf unnoticed, it can be said that you are penniless, I want to know how you got on the long-distance bus!" ”

Ouyang Facai swept around the other people, and found that except for Ma Xiaoha, who was in the same state of curiosity as always, the others didn't believe that Ouyang Facai, who was sitting in front of him, could survive this catastrophe!

Ouyang Facai smiled, and then said: "When I arrived at the bus station, I also had fifteen buckets of water in my heart, seven up and eight down!"

As the leader of Xiang Yixian said, I don't have those three hard conditions! How can I get back in the car with a few cents on me?

I won't steal it, I won't rob it, and in this bus station where people come and go, it's hard for anyone on the ground to pick up a dollar!

I found the bus back to my hometown!

I asked myself at the time: I can say that I am penniless! How dare I be so bold to take a long-distance bus?

Deep down in my heart a voice answered: I want to go home! I want to go home!

Really, except to go to Paperbridge High School, I have never left a place so far away from my parents than there!

Uh-huh! It's a bit of a discouragement! Didn't you say that the female university was not left behind? I want to stay home!

The strong desire to go home covered up the truth that I had no fare!

I looked around, hesitated, and when I resolutely boarded the coach, the driver didn't know whether to go down and turn on the water, or to talk to someone!

Our conductor (I can't know if this conductor is male or female!) Just call it a boy! Not in this car either!

It's a great opportunity!

At that time, before taking the long-distance bus, passengers have to go to the window of the ticket hall in advance to line up, pay for the ticket of the train you take, and then wait for the bus from the boarding passage in the direction of the train.

After arriving at the bus, the conductor will check and verify the tickets of each passenger one by one, and carry out the corresponding procedures of ticket cutting, registration and counting of the number of passengers.

After going through this series of procedures, the conductor will go to the general dispatch room to summarize and check.

That is, the actual number of people on the car is reported, and the dispatch room makes comprehensive statistics.

Uh-huh! I just got into the station and got on the train in the middle of the day!

I wasn't trying to 'ride'!

(One leaf and nine skills flower note: 'hitchhiking' is a dialect, that is, the meaning of not spending a penny to take the car, and the meaning of taking advantage.) ）

I thought so, if the conductor really wanted to ask me for money, I would show him my student ID and mortgage the Parker pen that I had given me on my birthday!

This Parker fountain pen is brand new! I've never written in ink! I can't help it!

Then ask for a remittance address, and when we get the money home, we will remit the ticket money and the mailing fee for redeeming the Parker pen to the conductor!

Uh-huh! At that time, I was such a pure and simple student idea! I don't know or haven't thought about whether my decision is in line with the station management regulations!

I just followed my simple idea and got on the car so hard!

And I found a seat at the back and sat down!

Uh-huh! There is also an empty seat in front! And according to the usual experience, the position in front of this is the best area to take the car, and when the car in this area runs on the rotten pit road and bumpy road, the bumpy amplitude is much smaller!

Those old passengers describe this area of seats as the 'Golden Seat Zone'! I have motion sickness, why don't you want to sit in this 'golden seat area'! I'm not stupid!

However, the more I got in front, the closer I got to the conductor's fixed seat, and if his super brain remembered me and asked me for a ticket, I don't know where I would blush and die of embarrassment!

In fact, deep down in my heart, I still have the bad idea of 'fare evasion'! I, after all, am a person who wants to save face! In this world, it's really hard to find faceless people, right?

Be able to successfully 'evade the ticket'! Being able to unconsciously blind the conductor's fiery eyes was my greatest wish at that time!

Uh-huh! The peak period of psychological torture is finally here!

The conductor came on the train with a black bag around his neck!

My heart was beating faster and it seemed like it was popping up at any moment!

I prayed to myself: Peace! Keep calm! God will bless me! It won't be discovered by the conductor comrade! Feel relieved! Put one hundred and twenty hearts! Jiren has his own natural appearance! ……

This conductor is a woman! With a kind face, his hair is coiled into a rounded bun, he is wearing a blue uniform of a decent automobile company, he looks full of energy, and his eyes are lively, as if he has been smeared with high-grade colorless lubricants!

I was so nervous! A heart seems to be about to burst out of its throat! ”