Chapter Eighty-Four: The Wanderer Who Leaves His Country is More Timid in His Hometown
The customer who customized the sofa walked into the furniture factory the next day as agreed, and Yang Liufang invited him into the reception room and took out the drawings drawn last night, although it was only a simple pencil drawing, but the outline of the two sets of sofas could already be seen. Combined with annotations, you basically have its complete shape in your mind. There are two sets of drawings, the Chinese sofa is thick and dignified, and the European sofa is exquisite and luxurious, and customers like it very much. In the end, due to the price, the customer settled on a set of Chinese style.
"Boss, I will not be able to deliver this sofa to you for three months."
"For so long?"
"Well, it can be done in two months, but during this period, I have to go back to my hometown and apply for an ID card, which cannot be delayed. If you are in a hurry, you can go to Xizhou City to buy it. ”
"How much does it cost?"
"This set is down to 2500. Contracted labor and materials. ”
"Oh, then I'll wait for you."
"Okay, then you can pay a deposit, and I'll start preparing the wood."
Yang Liufang hurriedly completed the renovation of the old desks and chairs on June 20, and couldn't wait for the workers to polish the spray paint, so he explained everything to Ah Fu and the head of Shishi Village, and went back to Wenzhou to apply for an ID card.
Since Wenzhou and Xizhou have not yet been directly connected by train, he can only buy a train ticket back to Hangzhou with the help of Zhang Feng. In June and July, when the weather is hot, it is rare for people to take green cars without air conditioning to go to other places, so tickets are relatively easy to buy.
For two days and two nights, the bored Yang Liufang slept on the train until he was dizzy, and finally arrived at the Hangzhou Railway Station after trekking all the way. He carried a large travel bag and walked out of the lobby of the Japanese-style building, quickly surrounded by hot and humid air. Looking back, everything is so familiar, he started his dream building journey in Xizhou from here, and every scene seems to be yesterday.
Because he had luggage, Yang Liufang called a yellow croaker car and dragged himself to Wulinmen long-distance station. After paying the money, I walked into the ticket hall of the long-distance station, and asked a dozen questions, and the ticket to Wenzhou was only the next day. Before leaving, Li Tongfu told him that due to the large number of people going out to do business in Wenzhou, it was very difficult to buy a bus ticket from Hangzhou to Wenzhou, and if he couldn't buy it, he could only buy a high-priced ticket from a scalper.
"Scalpers?" Yang Liufang was puzzled, "Can scalpers still sell tickets?" ”
"It's a ticket seller."
"Oh, how do I contact them?"
"Wait in the station, it's best to have a refund, if you don't get a refund, if you walk around the station, someone will take the initiative to talk to you."
"I see, brother."
Yang Liufang was carrying a duffel bag and wandering at the door of the ticket hall, and after a while, a handsome-looking young man walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Do you want a ticket?" Wenzhou's. ”
"How much?"
"One hundred, four o'clock in the afternoon."
"It's so expensive, I just asked the window if it's not 34.6?"
"Isn't that a ticket?"
"Can you get a discount?"
"That's it, 95, it can't be less."
"Okay, but I'm going to see if the ticket is real." Yang Liufang has an extra heart.
"Promise it, don't worry."
"That's not going to work, what if I'm not sure what I'm going to buy him for?"
"Okay, I'll take you to the window for verification."
When I arrived at the window, the conductor made sure that the ticket was real after reading it, and Yang Liu paid for it. After getting the ticket, Yang Liufang saw that it was still a long time before the departure time, so he walked out of the station with his luggage bag and went to the door to find food, he clearly remembered the fritter stall at the door, and he didn't know if it was open at this time.
Yang Liufang walked out, and on the left hand side of the station entrance, he saw the husband and wife shopkeepers selling fritters soliciting customers at the door of the store. He stepped forward to buy two fritters and asked for a bowl of Hu spicy soup, and when they were busy serving soup and fried fritters for themselves, Yang Liufang asked the Henan master who helped him.
"Boss, I'll ask you someone."
"Oh. Who? You said. ”
"In August and September last year, there was a truck driver in Henan Province who brought a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy over, and he bought a few fritters for the boy here, do you still have an impression?"
"Henan driver?" The fritter stall owner thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I'm not impressed." There are hundreds of thousands of people coming and going here, and I can't remember the flow of hundreds of thousands of people every day. ”
"Oh, it's okay, thank you."
After Yang Liufang finished eating the fritters and Hu spicy soup, he walked out of the store and was surrounded by several people who were selling goods.
"Boss, do you want leather shoes? Leather, export to domestic sales. Yang Liufang listened to this familiar introduction, a little dumbfounded. He remembered the embarrassment when Li Tongfu took him to sell shoes.
"I'm sorry, no, I was selling shoes here last year, just like you."
"That's not a pair, it's all peers."
"Together! If I buy you a pair, do you want to buy me a pair too? So let's get even, and I'm asking the others. Yang Liufang said and walked forward. Before he could get far, he was followed by a vendor selling electric toys.
"Boss, are you back from a business trip? Bring a gift for your child. There are all kinds of toys. ”
"Thank you, no need, I'm not married, where is the child."
Yang Liufang, who wanted to wander around, was disturbed by these small traders along the way, and Yang Liufang did not tire of it. Suddenly, there was an idea that "the industry and commerce should be allowed to arrest them, it's too messy". He simply turned around and went back to the station, and when he arrived at the waiting hall, he bought a copy of "People's Daily" for 3 cents, sat on the ground and began to read it. The headline on the front page is "More than a million soldiers and civilians in the capital are volunteering to plant trees", it seems that he asked the head of the stone village to plant the trees correctly, and it is consistent with the country's policy.
I read a newspaper word for word, and it was already half past three. When it was time to board the train, there were more and more people in the waiting room of the station, and although there were four large fans desperately spinning overhead, the smell of sweat and the smell of people still filled the entire hall, and occasionally there were the cries of children and the scolding of adults.
Yang Liufang got on the bus to Wenzhou at 4:00 p.m. on time, and the bus arrived in Wenzhou at 5 o'clock in the morning. Yang Liufang sat in a window seat, he opened the glass, the wind brought by the car drove his face, he breathed the long-lost air of his hometown, and gradually became a little drunk.
After arriving in Wenzhou, he did not leave the station, nor did he buy a ticket for Yueqing, but directly bought a minibus ticket back to Yangshi Town in the station. Another bumpy morning, arriving at Yangshi Town. What a familiar town, where he studied and sent wooden frames here...... But after getting off the car, he is a little unfamiliar, the changes are too great, all kinds of low-voltage electrical appliances wholesale factories and shops are lined up, shoes and clothing stores are also dazzling, surrounded by hot and humid salty air, people here are so busy, so busy that no one cares about him, a wanderer who has been away from his hometown for nearly a year.
"Nihe (hello). Where to go? By motorcycle? Listening to the hometown dialect, Yang Liufang felt very cordial.
"Nihe (hello), let's go, go back to Liunan Village."
"Liunan 10 yuan."
"Isn't it all 8 yuan?"
"Okay, 8 yuan will also go." Yang Liufang sat on it, and the motorcycle drove him straight to Liunan Village.
Timid to the hometown, it is still a familiar village, and the clear river flows slowly around the village, and the breeze blows and sparkles. The weeping willows by the river fluttered in the wind, as if to summon him, the man who had left his homeland, and he had returned.
When he arrived at the door, everything had not changed, and he habitually reached out and pushed the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Grandma."
"Fong, my son! You're going to kill me. Old man, Ah Fang is back. Mother Yang rushed towards the door in three steps and two steps, and Father Yang followed. Mother Yang opened the door and took Yang Liufang's arm to look at it carefully.
"Ouch, why do you have that long hair. Alas, this hand, why are there so many mouths......" Mother chattered, Yang Liufang's nose was sour, almost tears, forced a smile, and said: "Grandma, it's okay, it's fine." Working in the factory is inevitably bumpy. ”
"Abba, how are you?"
"Okay, you can come back with anything." Father Yang was a little incoherent.
"Listen to Ah Fu, you opened a factory? Did it go well? ”
"Yes, Grandma, it's going well, it's going well, it's expanding now, there are more than ten workers, and the work can't be done."
"Oh, that's good, I'll just say that I'm a good one. This Yang Liugen ......" Yang Mu suddenly felt speechless and quickly diverted the topic. "Come in, Grandma will make you something to eat."
While wiping her tears, Yang's mother pulled Yang Liu towards the hall, while Yang's father took Yang Liufang's luggage bag and followed behind.