Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

In the early 1980s, the train station was crowded with people. Everyone was carrying exaggerated luggage, carrying oversized luggage behind them, one on each arm, and one or two children in their hands, crowded on the platform with their heads raised. to look forward to.

  Su Haitang is used to taking trains and understands how crowded and blocked the train will be. It is difficult to even go to the toilet, and petty theft cannot be prevented.

Therefore, she only brought the dark backpack, which contained two simple clothes, a little dry food, and an old textbook borrowed from her cousin Hai Ning, and symbolically carried a dozen yuan in the inner pocket of her clothes, lightly packed. Hit the road.

   The uncle and uncle sent a total of more than fifty dollars. Su Haitang suspected that in addition to their own savings over the years, they also borrowed some from neighbors and friends.

   After all, when she bought the house bill from the milk branch a month ago, the uncle and the second uncle and the others only gave money, and they gave a lot.

   No one is rich at the moment. Brother Ocean is the only high-income earner in the family, earning only twenty yuan a month.

   But the uncle and second uncle just gave her the money and sent her back to the imperial capital to recognize her relatives, not at all worried that it would be a waste.

   They also told her clearly that when she went to the imperial capital, if she had a good time, she would have a good life, and don’t miss home; if she had a bad life, come back and continue to be the daughter of the Su family.

   This affection weighed down Su Haitang's heart and wanted to cry all the time.

   She thought that others had treated her badly, complaining against others, and her heart was as cold as ice; she did not expect that the people who loved her were by her side, and it was she who failed them.

   "Let's go back to the train? Don't be nervous, get on the train and sleep, look at the scenery outside, it will be there tomorrow afternoon."

   He Junfeng stood beside Su Haitang, consciously or not, separating the crowded people around him, focusing all his attention on her.

  Su Haitang hummed, listening to the roaring roar in the distance, and the rhythmic sound of bang bang bang, and was crowded by the suddenly restless crowd.

   He Junfeng grabbed her hand, protected her behind him, blocked her right hand in front of him to clear the way, and protected her to move forward with the crowd.

   "Don't crowd with them, we are a sleeper car, we can definitely go up."

   He Junfeng turned his head to comfort her loudly, Qingxuan's face was calm, conveying firm power.

   Su Haitang's heart suddenly moved, and her head was blank as she moved with him.

  The tall and reliable back, the big hands that pull strongly, all of which are familiar like the appearance of her dream father...

  The green-skinned train hummed along with the white steam, and the crowd chased and gathered, shouting various vulgar and elegant names, slapping the carriage vigorously, and telling the passengers in the car to open the windows.

  The daring ones have already climbed onto the train, climbed into the carriage from the open window neatly, and turned around to pick up the package to pick up the child.

  When the train stopped, the outside of the carriage was crowded with people and parcels, the doors and windows were all open, and people were boarding everywhere, for fear of not being able to get on the train, and the cries of children were loud.

   He Junfeng pulled Su Haitang and squeezed into the sleeper compartment. The aisle was already crowded with people, and there was almost no place to go.

   He shouted at the fellow who was bending over and desperately stuffing the package under the bunk, and was about to lay a straw curtain and lie in: "Pay attention, borrow it."

   The fellow retracted his feet, He Junfeng pulled Su Haitang in, and smiled at the full passengers on the lower bunk.

   "This is our bunk, please let it go."

   The aunt, who was holding a package to prevent thieves, moved her **** to the side. The two children beside her were too crowded to sit down, so she wanted to stand up. She slapped her and roared and sat down.

  Su Haitang rubbed his temples with a headache and looked at Chief He speechlessly.

   Doesn't he understand that the middle bunk and the upper bunk are cleaner?

  What a carefree master!