The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 931 Stone
The steam train passes by, and the white smoke and the rails form a beautiful picture.

On the train traveling at 50 kilometers per hour, the passengers were drowsy. Their heads drooped suddenly from time to time, and then they suddenly woke up and looked around with confused eyes. After a while, they found a comfortable position. , and will fall asleep again.

After passing the Jingcheng Station, there are many more seats on the train, especially when going eastward. After passing Tangshan, there are not many people. Going further east, you will have to leave the customs.

What customs, Shanhaiguan?

"We'll be home soon after passing the customs~!"

In addition to those who were sleeping, there were also some who were awake. They were bringing Qilu scallions rolled into flatbreads and looking out at the scenery outside the window. The food was beautiful.

"Pass?"

On the side, he held his hands in his arms and his head swayed with the shaking of the vehicle. Xing Xiang, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to have received some signal and suddenly woke up. While his eyes were still blurry, his hands had already touched him subconsciously. Pockets in seams.

"The key is still there~!"

My tense heart was instantly relieved. I looked at the pancake roll with green onions opposite me and felt my stomach begin to beat.

"What's wrong? I didn't bring anything to eat when I went out. Please try to have some snacks next time~!"

The person opposite looked at Xing Xiang rubbing his stomach, and seemed to hear the growling sound of his stomach. Then he struggled to pull out his luggage bag from under the seat, and took out another one from it. Pancakes, and a green onion, indicating to Xing Xiang to continue.

"Listening to your voice, I must be from the Northeast~!"

He waved his hand but did not take the food offered by the person opposite.

After hiding for so many years, Xing Xiang has long been trained to talk to people and to ghosts. He is indeed hungry now, but on the way to evacuate, he would rather be hungry than eat the food handed to him by strangers.

I still have this defensiveness.

"Take it, old man, why are you being so polite? In the Northeast, we don't need these three melons and two dates, click~!"

The middle-aged man sitting across from him threw the pancake and green onions directly over, and bit into the green onions again. The smell of the green onions made Xing Xiang smell it and salivate down his throat.

"That's black soil. If you grab a handful, you can squeeze out oil. It's also an industrial powerhouse. It's so enviable!"

Xing Xiang thought for a while and recalled that the middle-aged man opposite him, who was a few years older than himself, was there after he got on the bus. He was not among the passengers who got on the bus, which meant that he was not there. Yes, I came up from the station before Jingcheng Station.

Since he got on the train before the Beijing Railway Station, the threat is much smaller. At least, he won't be his contact person.

Xing Xiang did not dare to eat more of the pancakes and green onions that fell into his arms. After taking a bite, he chewed them carefully. By the way, he observed the package under the seat of this Northeastern man.

According to his observation just now, the package carried by the other party was very heavy. He took a quick glance just now and didn't take a closer look at what was inside.

Normally, as a lurker, you should try to minimize communication with strangers to avoid exposing yourself.

But if he didn't accept food from others, he would definitely not dare to go to the dining car to eat in a high-profile manner, but he had already left the capital and was still willing to chat after he felt relaxed.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite the seat couldn't help but raise his chin when he heard Xing Xiang's words of envy for those outside the customs.

Just kidding, the eldest son of the Republic, the current Northeast, whether it is agriculture or industry, is the most developed chicken head in the entire Big Rooster economy.

Even though the capital city is the capital, the living conditions of the residents in some places are probably not as good as those of the residents in that black land. Their products are really rich.

As the saying goes, the stick beats the roe deer and the gourd scoops out the fish, and the pheasant flies into the rice pot. To say that oil can be extracted from the soil is really not flattering, so people have the right to be proud.

"There is nothing to envy. When we broke into Guandong, there were horse bandits and gangsters. Later, in recent years, life has been a little easier~!"

Xing Xiang nodded modestly. He spoke nicely and the middle-aged man became interested. He pulled out his bag again and took out a can bottle. After opening the lid, a smell of sauce wafted out. .

"Here, try the home-made miso~!"

"You want to bring a stone back with you?"

This time, he finally saw clearly what was in the bag. Smelling the aroma of doenjang, Xing Xiang couldn't bear it anymore. He stuffed the green onion into the can and dipped it into the flatbread. The golden pancake was served with thick... It's oily and red, and my appetite immediately rises.

"Hey, you may not believe it, but in the Northeast, there is no shortage of food or clothing. The only thing we are missing is stones of the right shape, size, and weight~!"

"Every household in Nagada pickles pickled vegetables. Let me tell you, this stone is an old treasure. If I take it back here, it will be better than any gift~!"

The middle-aged man moved the stone out of the luggage bag under the seat like a treasure. It looked really heavy.

"When it comes to pickled crock-pressing stones, you have to choose this kind of stone that is round, flat, and just right in weight. Let me tell you, you can't even buy a stone of this quality after passing Shanhaiguan." arrive!"

The so-called treasure in the hands of middle-aged people, in Xing Xiang's view, is just an ordinary big bluestone. It is indeed a bit round, but it is estimated that in the capital, no one would pick it up on the side of the road. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of people in the Northeast, Here, it’s really a treasure.

Diagonally across the aisle of the carriage, watching the suspect chatting with others, the young man opposite Lao Ge became a little out of sorts.

After the two of them got on the train, they did not sleep no matter how sleepy they were. They kept an eye on the suspect all the time. Especially when the train arrived at the station, they became even more nervous.

"Captain Ge, is it possible that you are the contact person?"

Although the young man was a little out of breath, he didn't say anything at all. Instead, he asked Lao Ge with his eyes.

On the suspect's side, the sound of the two chatting could just be heard. After carefully distinguishing the content of their chat, Lao Ge carefully looked at the time.

In order to be more sure, Lao Ge even picked up the big teapot. After standing up, he walked across the aisle to get hot water from the water boiler at the joint of the car. When passing by the two of them, he accidentally glanced at it and remembered it. The face of the person talking to the suspect.

He is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, short hair, and a somewhat flat nose. After memorizing the facial details, there are the details of the hands, especially the index finger that pulls the trigger, whether there are calluses or not. These things must be recorded in the mind in an instant.

When he walked to the water boiler, with the help of bending down, Lao Ge even glanced at the middle-aged man again, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance deeply in his mind.

As soon as he bent down and before he picked up the kettle, something unexpected happened. The suspect actually put down what he was holding, stood up and took a look over.

Lao Ge quickly focused his attention on the kettle, wondering if he had exposed himself when he was observing just now.

"I'm going to the toilet~!"

Before the water was filled, the suspect who seemed to have glanced at him casually did not sit down. He seemed to have said something to the middle-aged man and walked over to him.

Lao Ge's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He looked at his eyes, nose and heart, as if he didn't even notice someone walking towards him. He lifted the lid of the big tea vat and the two people passed by.

The thrilling scene made the young comrade who got into the car with Lao Ge couldn't help but stand up and look here. If it weren't for Lao Ge's eyes, he might have chased after him.

"Hey, comrade, have we met somewhere?"