The long-distance train for two days and two nights, from south to north, Li Manjun has never been on it.

I was going to buy a soft sleeper, but I didn't buy it, and in the end I only bought a hard sleeper in the middle of the position.

At first, Li Manjun felt quite novel, but after seeing the vacant height in the middle of the three-story hard sleeper, he realized that he had underestimated the difficulty of this journey from south to north.

In the past, Li Manjun traveled, either by plane or by high-speed rail, and the longest trip was a business trip, flying from home to abroad, twelve hours by plane, and sleeping in business class to the destination.

But now, lying on the middle berth, staring at the upper bunk and shaking the bed board, Li Manjun can't sleep.

The worst part is that it is better to find a soft seat, at least you can get up and sit down.

There were a few small benches in the train aisle, and Li Manjun leaned up slightly to take a look, but his head was unexpectedly sniffed by the low bed.

It didn't hurt, she skipped it when she rubbed it, after all, this was the third time she had been knocked out.

When I looked up, there were all human heads, in the carriages, in the aisles, and even on the thin backbones of the seats. And the small bench in the aisle has long been overwhelmed by the crowd.

On the luggage rack, there are not only duffel bags but also chickens, ducks and bamboo cages, and the live birds inside are chirping.

With so many people crammed into the carriage on a hot summer day, the air was filled with the stench of food, poultry feces and body sweat.

Li Manjun exhaled slowly, he really didn't have the courage to get out of bed, fell asleep again, and began to lie down.

I had no experience at all on my first trip, I didn't bring a storybook, and in the era of no mobile phones, the time on the long-distance bus was extremely long.

The congestion in the carriages did not ease until we arrived in the next big city.

But it was only slightly better, the chicken coop full of live birds was taken away, and the smell of chicken and duck feces in the air dissipated a lot.

When noon arrived, the train stopped at the transit station, and local women leaned against the window with a kettle to sell hot water to the passengers on board.

Experienced passengers bring their own thermos flasks, which are filled with hot water, and they bring their own dry food to make do with a meal.

Sleeping in Li Manjun's lower bunk is a couple with children, this kind of hard sleeper is the first choice for mothers with babies to go out, cost-effective, especially love the lower bunk.

Parents are very well prepared, bring dishes and chopsticks, put the bagged instant noodles into the bowl, pour hot water from their own thermos flask, and cover the lid to bubble the noodles.

The child smelled the aroma of instant noodles, opened his mouth wide, and his tongue stuck out, waiting for his mother to feed him.

It's just that the temperature of the hot water in the thermos flask is not high enough, and the instant noodles soaked are not fully cooked, but the child doesn't care about these and eats happily.

As for the salesman on the train, judging by the current crowding of the aisles, the cart simply can't be pushed.

Li Manjun half sat up, folded the quilt behind him as a backrest, opened his backpack, took out the thermos cup prepared by Zhao Yong and drank a sip of warm water first, and then took a bread he had prepared in advance to eat.

During the whole process, she couldn't straighten her waist, but fortunately, a quarter of the window behind her was in sight, and it was okay to look at the scenery outside.

Zhao Yong knew that his wife had no experience in long-distance travel at all, and the food prepared was ready to be eaten directly after opening, but he also prepared bowls and chopsticks and two bags of instant noodles.

She also asked her to leave the bed halfway, bring her backpack at any time, and told the upper and lower bunks to help look at the position, so as not to go to the toilet and walk back, and the position was occupied.

After a morning of adaptation, in the afternoon, his spirit was obviously active.

There were two children in the lower bunk, one was four or five years old, and the other was seven or eight years old, the older one talked a lot, and the little one was very active, playing and playing, so he climbed down the ladder to Li Manjun's bed, looked at her with a tiger's head, and shrank down quickly.

This was repeated several times, and after Li Manjun fed him half a piece of bread, he sat directly on Li Manjun's bed and talked to her inarticulately.

Li Manjun thought he was funny and teased him, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

The big little girl was very expressive, and her parents were very encouraging, and she didn't have any worries about disturbing others, after all, compared to the sound of playing cards from the hard-seat carriage in front of them, they were already very gentle.

The little girl sang loudly, and the adults in the carriage applauded her.

Li Manjun leaned in front of the window, looked at them with a smile, and occasionally exchanged a few words, and they were all familiar.

The little girl's mother kindly told Li Manjun that if she was too tired, she could sit on the chair in front of their bed, or eat something.

For dinner, Li Manjun bought hot water, ate noodles on the small table below, and asked the big girl to help him look at the location and go to the toilet.

Li Manjun didn't want to recall this process a second time, but fortunately the toilet was only one carriage away from her, otherwise just passing through a group of unknown men, women and children would have squeezed her flat.

And the toilet on the train, that's really desperate, defecating and defecating everywhere, not flushing, and the hygiene situation is extremely poor.

The older generation's evaluation of the dirty and messy green train, Li Manjun has experienced it firsthand.

At night, only two dim lights were lit in the aisle, and the truck clattered forward, Li Manjun felt like he was sitting on a boat, shaking, and the sound of "boom" was always in his ears.

This situation lasted for two nights, so much so that after arriving at the destination Jinan Station and getting off the train, Li Manjun still had a feeling of floating when his feet stepped on the ground, and as soon as he stopped and stood in place, he felt that he was moving.

But in fact, whether it is her or the surrounding scenery, it is static.

Li Manjun looked at the Jinan Railway Station, which was not completely unfamiliar with the surroundings, took a deep breath, put his backpack in front of him, and followed the flow of people out of the station.

The square in front of the station is the most chaotic place, and Li Manjun remembers Zhao Yong's advice:

Don't buy anything, don't make any public phone calls, don't stop in front of any stalls, avoid people wearing sunglasses, and avoid young people who come empty-handed in groups of threes and twos.

In this way, he walked out of the train station all the way firmly and recklessly.

On the way, she saw through the porcelain twice, met a young couple who were looking for tickets and wallets everywhere, and watched a foreigner being taken away by two local scalpers.

Li Manjun didn't care about it all, she could only take care of herself.

Quite far from the train station, Li Manjun found a local snack roadside stall and asked for a pancake.

The proprietress enthusiastically rolled a green onion for her, and after hearing her foreign accent, she tried her best to try it.

Li Manjun couldn't refuse, endured the resistance with his whole body, and took a small bite of the green onion peeled by the proprietress herself, and the whole pain mask greatly pleased the proprietress and his wife.