Thanks to the newly set anchor point outside the city after the last time he arrived in Mingcheng, Wang Mingyuan did not need to drive a jeep all the way to two or three days to reach Mingcheng.

Qingnian Road, the anchor point he reserved in the row house is not usable for the time being, where is Li Ming and the others reselling things, they suddenly appeared in the room, and it was not good to be bumped into when they came out.

He didn't have to think about it to know that even the front of the row house must be full of stalls at this time.

Therefore, Wang Mingyuan chose to teleport to the anchor point in the remote woods outside the city, and then drove directly to the remote area near the Mingcheng Railway Station to put the jeep back into the carry-on space. Only then did I walk into the station, fortunately caught up with the half past four in the afternoon, Mingcheng to Haicheng only one trip a day 80 green trains, the ticket price is 50.7 yuan.

This is not a small amount, and many workers do not have enough money for a month.

What frightened Wang Mingyuan the most was that the train departed at half past four and arrived in Haicheng on the fourth morning.

In other words, this journey has to stay in the car for three days and four nights.

It's also too long......

The corners of Wang Mingyuan's mouth couldn't help twitching.

In later generations, taking the high-speed rail will only take about ten hours to arrive.

If it weren't for the fact that the first batch of professional pilots in civil aviation were still playing gliders at this time, Wang Mingyuan really didn't want to suffer this crime.

At this time, the green train was not even an express train, and according to the information he knew, it was not until 81 that it was upgraded to an express train.

That is to say, this train every day has to undertake the passenger transport to Haicheng from several provinces along the way, and there are many stops, and almost all the county towns will stop for a while.

This is even more delayed.

He also wanted to buy a sleeper ticket, but unfortunately it was a little late, and the sleeper tickets were all sold out.

At this time, many of the people who can sit on the sleeper are staff who come and go to various places to run business, and the tickets can be reimbursed.

I have to say that in these years, approval has always been the most valuable thing.

Since the sleeper ticket couldn't sit down, Wang Mingyuan could only choose a hard seat and slowly boiled up.

Otherwise, he really couldn't be sure that he would be able to bring Han Xiaoling back before returning to 2023.

When I was a child, I followed my mother to my grandmother's house in the Northeast, which was also a multi-day journey.

The most memorable thing for him was the puffiness of his feet after getting out of the car.

The deep strangulation marks left by the socks under his feet made him feel that he had taken a train down and suddenly grew dozens of pounds, and he walked in a vain, but he was in a sleeper.

And now, in this hard-seated car, the biggest feeling is crowding.

In addition to the seats, the aisles, carriages, and even the toilets were full of people.

There were large bags and small bags, and all kinds of smells were mixed, mixed into a smell dominated by foot odor, which made Wang Mingyuan feel hard to breathe.

Luckily, his seat was next to the window, and the window could be raised and opened, albeit with a lot of effort.

He leaned his head against the window, and the fresh air poured in through the two-finger-wide gap he opened finally gave him the motivation to live.

At night, many people sit down in the aisles, and many of them spread newspapers or salutes under their seats, and after getting in, they lie on the ground.

Wang Mingyuan finally couldn't hold it back, got up and went to the toilet, and when he finally squeezed back, he found that his place was occupied by a woman holding a child.

Seeing Wang Mingyuan returning, the woman smiled apologetically and prepared to get up and give up her seat.

Wang Mingyuan looked at the child lying on her shoulder, his head shaking uncontrollably, awakened by wisps and unable to support his eyelids, and finally waved his hand: "You sit down, I'll stand for a while, and I'll go to smoke a cigarette later." ”

"Thank you!" The woman nodded gratefully, sat down in her seat again, took the child in her arms, leaned her head against the window, and her head began to shake uncontrollably.

Wang Mingyuan shook his head, riding in a car these years is definitely unimaginably tormenting.

And this situation is not the most serious, and it is even worse at the end of the year.

Every ten minutes or so of stopping at the station, it is probably the most rare opportunity for the people in the car to relax, and they all get out of the car one after another, and move their sore and unbearable bodies.

However, the time must be controlled, and Wang Mingyuan was almost thrown off by the train when he entered the station in Guizhou in order to buy a few braised eggs sold at the station.

This stop, until four or five o'clock in the morning, Wang Mingyuan finally couldn't stay up, he went to the head of the car, lit the first cigarette for himself, and then stood at the door, through the glass covered with water droplets, looking at the dark world outside.

"Brother, borrow a fire!"

A young man in his thirties next to him came up to Wang Mingyuan, took out the deformed Ashima cigarette that had been crumpled in the crowd, took out a crumpled cigarette from it, straightened it and handed it to Wang Mingyuan.

Wang Mingyuan raised the cigarette he had just lit in his hand: "Smoke!" Then he casually handed his flint lighter to the youth.

The young man saw that Wang Mingyuan was smoking Chongjiu, and the grade was much higher than his Ashima, and then looked at Wang Mingyuan's really good body, and his expression was a little strange.

"Brother, where are you going?" He lit a cigarette and returned the lighter to Wang Mingyuan.

"Haicheng!"

"Business trip?"

"No, I'm just going to meet someone over there! What about you? ”

Anyway, he was bored, so Wang Mingyuan casually chatted with him.

"I'm also going to Haicheng, to be precise, home."

"Accent-wise, you don't look like a Haicheng person!"

"I've been in the Yunnan Provincial Agricultural Reclamation Bureau for a long time, and my accent has changed...... I was finally able to go back. ”

"Then you are an educated youth here?"

"Yes, thirteen years ago, I went to the construction corps in Banna, and in seventy-four years, the construction corps was restructured, the construction corps was abolished, and the establishment of the Agricultural Reclamation Bureau and the farm was restored.

"That's terrible, after six years, the level is not low."

"Regular!"

"Just go back and see?"

"No, I quit, go back to Haicheng, go to a small factory with cardboard boxes as a temporary worker, and don't go back to Mingcheng."

Not going back to Mingcheng?

Wang Mingyuan was slightly stunned, at the age of 20, he had reached the formal level, and his future was immeasurable, so he was willing to leave it behind and return to Haicheng to work as a temporary worker in a small factory.

He couldn't help asking, "You have a bright future...... How can you give it? ”

"There's nothing to be reluctant to give." The young man shook his head, and then said: "In the early years, young people from all over the country were recruited, and it was natural to promote some cadres from among us educated youths, so whether it was Sichuan Province, Beijing or Haicheng, they performed well and worked hard, and many people were promoted to leadership positions.

I'm only at the department level, I'm from Haicheng, and as far as I know, all of them have already reached the deputy county level.

There is also the fetters of this cadre's identity, otherwise, I would have gone back two years earlier. ”

"But, when you go back, you're working as a temporary worker!" Wang Mingyuan was still puzzled: "It stands to reason that if you go back now, even if you become a worker in a state-owned unit, it will not be a problem." ”

"Jobs are too scarce, and regular jobs are too difficult to obtain, so I was transferred back this time, so I had to choose to go to the street factory to work as a temporary worker." The young man smiled: "Mingcheng and Haicheng are two completely different worlds. ”