104 [City builders] ask for a monthly pass
It was more than half an hour before I was full of wine and food.
Although the degree of sake is not high, the two drank three bottles, which also made Li Yange's eyes a little glazed, and his face showed a little drunkenness.
"Haha, I'm so happy today, why don't we go somewhere else and drink a little more? I know there's a Kabukicho in front of me that has a nice environment, so we don't have anyone to disturb us, so we can have a drink and have a good conversation. β
Fujiwara Yuki was obviously happy, not as serious as during the day, like a drunkard, holding Li Yange's shoulders and going to take him to a Kabukicho in front.
Li Yange glanced at Fujiwara's favorite store, shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Fujiwara, it's not early, I still have to take a plane at noon tomorrow, if I drink too much and oversleep, it will not be good to miss the flight." β
"It's okay Li Sang, I'll help you change your flight, there are flights to Hong Kong in Tokyo almost every day, and it's nothing to be a day late, besides, Li Sang, it's rare for you to come to this book, I, as the host, naturally want to have a good time with you."
Fujiwara Yuki patted his chest, and he looked like he had a big bag, as if he was saying that he would leave it to me with confidence, and he would send you back to China absolutely safely when the time came.
Facing the hospitable Fujiwara, Li Yange said with a smile: "I really don't need Mr. Fujiwara, although I also want to play in Yuben for a few more days, but you also know that the New Year will be in a few days, and I have to go back to China early to catch the train back." β
"Ah, that's a shame." As soon as he heard about the New Year, Fujiwara Yuki straightened his face, and he could understand Li Yange's mentality of going home for the New Year, after all, he also had the custom of the New Year.
It is said that he has studied in China since ancient times, and there are naturally festivals like the New Year, but after the Meiji Restoration, the day of the Spring Festival was changed to January 1 to 3 of the Western calendar.
Seeing that he didn't say anything about continuing to find a place to drink, Li Yange also politely said that when Goto was in the mainland, he would invite him to taste Niulan Mountain in Beijing.
Yuki Fujiwara, who was still a little unsatisfied, heard this and happily agreed on the spot.
The two then walked towards the outside of Kabukicho, pointing to Fujiwara along the way
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A few days later.
On the green train to Rongcheng, Sichuan Province, Li Yange sat on the seat and closed his eyes to recuperate, and a few passengers sitting next to him were staring at the young man with strange eyes at the moment.
It's no wonder that everyone is staring at Li Yange.
At a glance, you can see that most of the passengers are wearing old-fashioned satin jackets and cotton jackets, and he is wearing a fleece tweed coat with a black suitcase on top of his head, looking like a Chinese returning to China to visit relatives.
Li Yange has long been surprised by the gaze of the people around him, from the day he returned to China, when he passed the Shenzhen border inspection station with two large black suitcases, he had already become a "returned overseas Chinese" in everyone's eyes.
"Bang dang."
Suddenly, there was a noise in the car.
Li Yange felt a pain in his right foot, and when he opened his eyes, a dark-skinned middle-aged man was carrying a large snakeskin bag, and a large black cauldron fell from the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know the bag was loose." The man hurriedly apologized for his mistake.
Li Yange's toes moved, it was nothing serious, it should have been smashed when the iron pot fell.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, there are many people returning to their hometowns on the train, bumps and bumps are inevitable, Li Yange didn't bother to dwell on it, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just be careful." β
"Thank you, thank you." The man was stunned, he didn't expect this young man to be so easy to talk to.
Seeing him put down the snakeskin bag, picked up the iron pot on the ground and stuffed it in, and was about to carry it on his shoulder again, Li Yange thought for a while and said, "Why don't you put things at my feet?" β
"Huh? No, no, I can carry it with all my strength. The man shook his head, not that he was afraid that Li Yange would steal things, but mainly because the snakeskin bag was very large, and if it was placed at his feet, it would be easy to block the entry and exit of passengers in front and behind.
Li Yange saw the man's embarrassment and said: "There is still half an hour to arrive at the station, you might as well carry it on the ground, if someone comes, you won't delay when you bring it up." β
"Thisβ" The man hesitated, thanked him, and placed the snakeskin bag on the ground.
Time passed little by little, the green train was speeding on the railway, the thick black smoke rendered the sky of the passage into ink, and the high-pitched "sonorous" sound spread far and wide.
"Toot-"
Suddenly, a long whistle came from the train.
Li Yange opened his eyes and looked out the car window, and he could vaguely see the red brick factories in the old industrial base in the eastern suburbs of Rongcheng.
"It's here! It's here! β
Some people who woke up found that they had arrived at the Rongcheng Balizhuang Railway Station, and stood up excitedly and yelled there.
"Finally home!"
Looking at the familiar industrial plants, the middle-aged man who was resting on the side of Li Yange's seat on the train, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and he carried the big blue snakeskin duffel bag on the ground on his shoulder.
"yes, it's home." Li Yange retracted his vision to look out of the car window, glanced at the man standing on the side, just after a short half an hour of contact, Li Yange learned from the other party's mouth that the snakeskin bag was full of gifts he brought back from Shenzhen, including food, clothing, and usefulness.
I also know that this dark-skinned man is the first batch of workers to support the construction of Shenzhen after the reform and opening up, and in order to make money, he has not returned for many years, and he chose to go home this year.
Although the contents of the snakeskin bag are very ordinary, this is a man's longing and compensation for home.
Seven or eight minutes later, Balizhuang Railway Station.
Dense passengers walked out of the train to the platform, greeted by relatives and friends, and left with laughter.
"I'm sorry for you, Brother Zhang." Li Yange panted and squeezed out of the crowd with a large suitcase, and thanked the middle-aged man who helped beside him.
"You're welcome, everyone is a fellow countryman, and it's normal to help out." Brother Zhang grinned, with black and yellow teeth, and it could be seen that he liked to smoke that cheap homemade dry tobacco.
"Old man! Old man! β
Suddenly, not far away, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy walked over under the leadership of a middle-aged woman, and when the little boy saw Brother Zhang, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he pounced on Brother Zhang with his hands wide open.
"Old man, I miss you so much!" The little boy said excitedly.
The moment Brother Zhang saw his son, he was in a happy mood, put down the snakeskin bag in his hand, picked up his son and said, "Stinky boy, did you listen to your mother at home?" β
The little boy nodded very vigorously and said, "Some old men, I have always listened to my mother's words. β
"So good? Okay, I'll show you something good when I get home later, make sure you like it. β
Looking at the warm scene of the father and son, Li Yange's heart to go home was even more aroused, he lifted the two big suitcases, and said to Brother Zhang with a smile: "Brother Zhang, I won't disturb your family reunion, I'll go first." β
As the first batch of workers to support the construction of Shenzhen after the reform and opening up, Li Yange did not want to use that title to describe this swarthy middle-aged strong man, he preferred to use the five words "city builder".
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