Aerodrome.

"My uncle and I talked about cities in the Indian desert...... He said that the golden age hundreds of years ago, the golden city hundreds of years later. It's not like what he would say at all, but think it's really what he said, otherwise he wouldn't have been there for almost ten years. ”

"He can stay in that place for ten years?

"Hey......" Xu Qianqian thought to herself, where did he just stay for ten years, in the past, he would return to China every summer or Spring Festival, stay for more than ten days, and then the interval between returning to China became longer and longer, and it seemed that the trend did not plan to come back in the future. She was quite looking forward to sitting with her uncle in India for a long time, watching him and talking.

Huang Ligong looked at the team in front of him a little impatiently, "My college classmate, after graduation, I went to a large factory and was stationed in the Philippines. At first, I didn't want to go, and then I didn't want to come back. Last year, we met and drank together, and he said, if you are married, don't stay abroad. If you go, you won't come back. ”

"Why?"

"He drank too much."

Xu Qianqian frowned, and the strange emotions in her heart rose and disappeared. This Huang Ligong, whenever he talks about something that seems to her to be in-depth, as long as she wants to communicate seriously, he will prevaricate with witty and irrelevant words. If she continued to ask, he would just smile and divert from the subject. She sometimes felt that there was even a little pity in that smile.

Her heart suddenly moved. She never wondered if there was a story behind her uncle's stay in India, or if there was some secret behind the kind and smiling face he wore back to his home. She is still too young, and everything that happens in her life is thought to be a gift of fate.

Her trances were shattered by a shout. The team moved a few steps forward, and Huang Ligong had already followed, holding the luggage cart and calling her. She pressed the handle of the luggage cart and hurried to follow.

Although it was night, the terminal was still crowded. Huang Ligong was afraid of delays, so he asked everyone to line up, check in their luggage, and meet at the security check entrance after completing the formalities. Liu Ruiyang and the engineers went to the counter farther away, where there were slightly fewer people, and several of them were scattered in various teams. Xu Qianqian and Huang Ligong were left, and the two lined up together.

There are many people at the domestic airport, and it looks noisy, but it is orderly after all.

On the other side, it's different. There, order is the enemy.

The signage at the entry point is not clear and eye-catching at all, and people often go wrong, turn back, and collide with the flow of people coming in later, and the scene looks chaotic. Huang Ligong was in good spirits, he looked around, determined the way, took Xu Qianqian, advanced and retreated, turned from time to time, shuttled through the crowd, and did not forget to command Liu Ruiyang remotely. In the chaotic sea, he is like a fish coming home, and he will naturally smell the direction of the waves.

The arrival hall was a haphazard queue of zigzags. Huang Ligong found a line to line up, leaned out, observed the situation in front of the team, and quickly saw the clues. He waved his hand, and a nearby Indian, dressed like a staff member, who was talking to tourists, walked over, and the two of them muttered and gestured with their hands. Obviously, no one can understand anyone's muttering, and communication is all about gestures. Huang Ligong took out two rupees, shook his head resolutely, and shook the rupees in his hand. The Indian hesitated, looked at him and Xu Qianqian, and stretched out his hand. Huang Ligong took out a rupee and put it in the palm of his hand, and the other rupee was tightly squeezed in his hand, pointing to the back of the entry counter, meaning that half of the rest would be paid after the matter was completed.

The Indian muttered a few words, rubbed the rupee, and put it in his pocket. Huang Ligong put his finger in his mouth, blew a few loud whistles, raised his hand high, and gestured at Liu Ruiyang on the other team from a distance, counted the money, pointed to the Indians around him, and then made an OK gesture. He saw Liu Ruiyang waving his hand, signaling that he understood, and left with confidence.

The Indian led them to the wall, followed the line, and squeezed to the front, shouting loudly in their mouths, listening to the tone as if expressing an emergency, and the staff at the immigration counter nodded. The Indian stopped the tourist at the front of the line, pushed Xu Qianqian forward, and told her to hurry up.

Xu Qianqian handed over the passport and the entry declaration documents that had been filled out on the plane, the immigration officer was expressionless, quickly flipped through it, stamped it, and waved her hand to let her in.

Huang Ligong shoved the second rupee into the Indian man's hand and walked briskly to the counter.