Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 20 A Fantastic Journey

Although Yan Hui had not spent as much time in Fengtian as in the forest farm, he felt that was where he should go. All the things he learned in the forest farm would only be put to good use in Fengtian.

The train from Baishan to Fengtian takes about 10 hours. Yan Hui has already eaten and drunk enough, and there are still three steamed buns in his bag, which is more than enough.

This time, he had his own seat, for only ten hours!

As he boarded the train, Yan Hui felt a wave of emotion. This was the first time he'd bought a ticket with a seat since leaving his hometown. The seat was a bit hard, and the backrest couldn't be adjusted at all, but Yan Hui was still happy, as if it were his first time riding a train.

No matter what, Yan Hui now has some money. After returning to Fengtian, his fourth uncle will give him more than 1000 yuan in ginseng money, so he is particularly relaxed at this time. After he sat down, he looked around.

It doesn't matter if you take a look at it, as soon as you see it, a familiar lip shadow instantly pops into your mind.

Red lips!

Me?

what?
Yan Hui's computer was offline for a few seconds before he realized that it was a train.

No, this elder sister is also going to Fengtian?

Yan Hui, who had been so relaxed, was actually a little nervous about being around a stranger. He soon realized that Hong Chun didn't recognize him at all. The last time he saw Hong Chun, he had just showered and exuded a youthful aura. Now, he hadn't showered in a long time and looked like a refugee. The difference was indeed quite big.

The two even looked at each other, but Red Lips just glanced and looked elsewhere.

Yan Hui even felt that he had remembered the wrong person and it should be someone else.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Hongchun chatting with the big brother next to him. The two of them should be traveling together and were discussing the time to take the bus.

The sound is exactly the same!
Yan Hui had recently come into contact with only a handful of women: Qu Xiaoqin and her daughter, the receptionist at the guesthouse, the market lady, and Red Lips.
He has a good memory, so it's unlikely he's wrong.

There were more than 100 people in Yan Hui's carriage, and there were 6 people in his area, sitting in groups of three, with a half table in the middle.

Yan Hui sat by the window, while Hong Chun and her companions sat across from him in the aisle, so they could hear everything they were saying.

At first he was a little nervous, but then he realized that no one paid any attention to him, so he didn't care anymore and leaned back in his seat to take a nap.

Maybe it was easier to hear the sound with his eyes closed, or maybe the carriage was not crowded and everyone was ready to take a break. In short, after closing his eyes, Yan Hui could clearly hear what the two people were communicating.

He didn't want to listen, but a name floated into his ears and he suddenly became alert.

Wang Jinshan.

This is Shan Ge's name.

"I'm telling you, stop messing around with that Wang Jinshan. This time when we go to Fengtian, I'm going to find him and tell him everything!" The companion with red lips had a long face and looked a little fierce.

"Are you really going to look for him this time?" Red Lips giggled, "He can't catch up with you, so are you trying to stand up for me? What can I stand up for?"

"Of course I have business to do this time. If the deal is successful, I promise to buy you a TV when I come back!" said the long-faced man with a humph.

"What a load of bullshit! I'm going there to buy a TV! I'm going to buy it regardless! I'm going to go all the way with you in this rickety car!"

"Buy, buy, definitely buy!" The long-faced man immediately smiled and reached out to touch the red-lipped thigh.

"Don't fool me with black and white TV!"

Yan Hui was not sure whether the Wang Jinshan mentioned by these two people was Brother Shan, but he felt that it was him.

He closed his eyes, but his mind was quite active. He connected this woman with a previous incident.

Before, Brother Shan asked him if he had gone down the mountain to call his fourth uncle. He suspected many people of reporting the incident, including the driver of the Jiefang truck.

But later he learned that the Jiefang truck driver and the crane driver were in the same group and did not listen to the forest farm very much, so he felt that these people were unlikely to know Shan Ge.

Seeing red lips today might solve the case.

Could it be that Hongchun told Shan Ge?
Don't think this is impossible. For someone like Hongchun, it is normal to sow discord and stir up trouble. She saw a "sign boy" from another place that day, and it is entirely possible that she told Shan Ge about it and compared this boy with Shan Ge in order to belittle Shan Ge.
If that was the case, then Shan Ge's question about whether he had gone down the mountain to call Fourth Uncle might have been a casual inquiry. After all, there were outsiders in that small town, but there weren't many young boys from outside.

No wonder Shan didn't ask in depth.
He was listening intently with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt the bag he was holding move and heard a slight crumpling sound of newspaper. The stick was wrapped in newspaper, and from the outside, it was impossible to tell what it was.

Yan Hui didn't think too much about it. He opened his eyes and glared over. He saw the woman sitting next to him took her hand back without any embarrassment.

Yan Hui was both angry and wanted to laugh. He simply opened the newspaper and wanted to show the woman what was inside. However, the woman turned her face away and didn't even look at it.

wipe?
Yan Hui reluctantly moved his bag towards the window, hoping that the person next to him would be more sensible.

After putting his bag away, Yan Hui wanted to take a nap, and then he saw the uncle in front of him again.

This person doesn't look like a good person either. His chin protrudes forward. What is it called in Northeast China? Overbite?
Yan Hui suddenly missed his previous standing ticket.

After the car drove for two or three hours, Yan Hui felt unwell all over.

The woman on the left actually tried to check the contents of his bag twice.

The second time, in order to avoid trouble, Yan Hui simply lifted the newspaper and exposed the wooden stick.

The man opposite and the woman next to him were both a little confused. Someone actually wrapped a piece of wood with newspaper?
Yan Hui was afraid that the two men would not believe him, so he pulled out the wooden stick, put it back casually, and then closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

This time he felt relieved. Yan Hui dozed off for a long time without being disturbed by anyone, and then fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, it was already dark.

Before leaving, Yan Hui had already made preparations. It would be late at night when he arrived at Fengtian Station, so he would stay at the train station for the night before going back.

After waking up, Yan Hui looked at the people around him. No one had changed. He couldn't remember who the person to his left was. The four people he could see had not changed. They should all be going to Fengtian.

Yan Hui is quite carefree. He can fall asleep even with a dirty person sitting on his left.

He himself thinks he is very capable. This is the confidence of the poor at the bottom of society!
Thinking of this, Yan Hui actually laughed out loud.

Yan Hui leaned against the window. It was pitch black outside. He stretched his arms and prepared to go to the bathroom.

He was quite thin and there wasn't much stuff in the car. He didn't ask the two people on his left to move, but stepped over them one by one and went to the toilet.

After checking his body, he found that the money sewn into his right leg of pants was unchanged, and no one had touched his bag.

He also inquired and found out that it would take another six hours to reach Fengtian, which meant he had almost traveled half the distance.

In this season, the wind blowing up from the pit is no longer cold. After Yan Hui finished peeing through the straight outlet, he wanted to have a big one, and he happened to have some newspaper to use.

Yan Hui took off his pants and squatted down, took out the newspaper, held the handrail of the squat toilet with his left hand, held the bag with his right elbow, and began to fiddle with the newspaper with his right hand.

The train was quite shaky, and Yan Hui suddenly realized he shouldn't have been holding the bag. As he was distracted, the stick in the bag suddenly slipped out. He'd put the stick in the bag tightly, but when he'd pulled it out to show the others, he'd just put it back in without much care.
He had just woken up and was already a little slow to react. Now that the stick was shaking and noisy, he had no time to react and slid directly into the pit. Then the stick swayed and fell into the drain. Before Yan Hui could react, there was a loud bang and a piece of the stick about 10 centimeters long flew up and hit Yan Hui's butt.

He had no idea what was happening. It felt like someone had hit his right buttock hard. His left hand couldn't hold on any longer and he fell forward to the ground.

When Yan Hui slowly got up with the help of the ground, it took him at least two minutes to figure out what was going on.

The wooden stick fell into the toilet drain, which was a hard metal pipe. When it hit the rails, it broke the stick and the top part fell directly on his butt.
I'm crazy
Yan Hui reached out and touched his butt. There should be a large area of ​​swelling. Fortunately, the side of his butt that was hit was the side without wood stubble, so there was no bleeding.

Yan Hui was so angry that he had no mood to continue dealing with the important matter of his life. He could only stay there for several minutes before slowly putting on his pants.

Holding onto the wall, Yan Hui slowly walked out. He tried to touch the wall of the train with his buttocks, but found that he couldn't sit still at all. This was too real.
This also made him feel scared. If the wood moved forward and towards the middle,
Thinking of this, Yan Hui felt that he was lucky and his mood returned to normal.

I don’t know why, but Yan Hui’s right leg injury had completely healed, but after this injury, his entire right leg felt numb.

He stood up holding on to the chair, slowly rubbing his right leg. After more than ten minutes, the burning pain in his buttocks gradually eased, and he finally limped back to his seat.

When he was coming out, he could step out easily, but it was not the same when he was going in. He could only ask these two people to make way for him.

The person on the far left was a young man, probably in his 20s. Seeing Yan Hui coming back, he stood up and made room for him. The woman in the middle didn't stand up, but simply stepped back and gestured for Yan Hui to step in.

It was a bit difficult to step over, but Yan Hui didn't want to talk to the thief, so he could only step in with an expressionless face.

From the young man's perspective, Yan Hui's legs must have gone numb from squatting. He patiently told him not to rush. However, the woman's attitude was rude, prompting Yan Hui to hurry up. He gritted his teeth and stepped inside, straining his right leg until it felt numb. He finally managed to get in, rubbing against the woman.

When he got to his seat, Yan Hui slowly sat down. It didn't hurt as much as he had imagined. After all, the injury on his butt was just a superficial one.

He bit his lip, half-lifted up half of his skin, leaned against the window, and barely managed to sit still.

At this time, Yan Hui felt a special touch on his right leg. When his hips came over just now, was his right leg touched?
Yes or no.
Yan Hui glanced at the woman, who immediately turned to the other side.

broken.

Just as I stepped over, the stack of money sewn into my right leg pants seemed to be touched by this person.

It's not like it seems, it's definitely! This made Yan Hui feel a little bit anxious. He was not afraid of thieves stealing, but he was afraid of thieves thinking about it. He could sleep peacefully before, but now he is in trouble.
He was still pondering what to do when the long-faced man in the middle opposite him took the initiative to talk to Yan Hui: "Hey, young man, how did you get so messed up when you went to the bathroom?"

Yan Hui gritted his teeth, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

Although he can speak Mandarin, his accent is very strong. His speech was normal, but now he suspects that Hongchun and Shan Ge know each other, and it would be awkward if he was recognized again.

"It looks like he fell." The uncle with an overbite opposite Yan Hui also interjected.

"This damn kid can even fall down while going to the toilet." Chang Lian was a little unhappy when he saw Yan Hui didn't respond. He snorted and then went to touch Hong Chun's thigh. As a result, Hong Chun reached out and knocked his hand away.

Yan Hui still didn't say anything. His legs and buttocks were sore, and he could only support his body on the seat and slowly recover. It took more than 20 minutes before he felt almost recovered and at least he dared to sit down directly.

At this time, the car arrived at the station. The people around Yan Hui did not get off the car. Instead, the young man on the left got off the car. Then a tall man in a jacket got on. He was probably in his 30s and looked rich.

As soon as this person got on the bus, the attention of several people around him was attracted. People in several seats nearby were also looking over here, especially when this person took out a mobile phone!

Of course Yan Hui had seen a mobile phone before. Although this person’s mobile phone was different from his fourth uncle’s, anyone who had a mobile phone was no ordinary person!

I really didn't expect that such a big brother would get on the train, which made Yan Hui feel much better.

There was a lot of money sewn into the right side of his pants, but this amount of money was definitely nothing to the big brother on the left. In this case, the thief in the middle probably wouldn't pay attention to him, after all, it would be difficult to steal from his position.

Yan Hui didn't want to have any interaction with this rich brother, so he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him and started rubbing his butt and thighs.

He carefully touched the place where his buttocks were broken by the wood, endured the pain and pressed hard inside to make sure that the bones were not injured. He felt completely relieved.

At most, it will affect my walking for two or three days, which is completely different from the broken leg I broke last year.

He was concentrating on checking the injuries, while Hongchun was already chatting with his elder brother.

"You mean this piece of clothing? Hi, this thing was brought to me by a friend from Hong Kong Island. I don't know how much it costs, but who cares!" The elder brother's accent was not from the Northeast, so Yan Hui couldn't tell where he was from.

"You have friends going to Hong Kong?" Hongchun's eyes lit up. "Didn't they say that place will be returned to China the year after next?"

Yan Hui was a little impressed. Hong Chun almost gave up her long face and chatted enthusiastically with the strange big brother. Half of the content was related to Hong Kong Island.

The big brother talked a lot, and everyone around him was very quiet, so Yan Hui just listened to the free knowledge.

This time, my brother came to the Northeast to sell the ginseng and other good things here to Hong Kong Island. It is said that the profit can be more than ten times.

Unfortunately, my brother spent a whole day here and didn’t find any particularly good goods. Someone told him that if he really wanted to find good goods, he would have to go to a big city like Fengtian.

"You want to find ginseng?" Hongchun immediately became interested. You've found the right person!
"We don't want cheap stuff. We need something worth at least three thousand yuan. It's inconvenient to go out now, and we can't carry too much."

"More than three thousand?" This obviously touched on Hong Chun's blind spot in knowledge.

"I understand that," Long-Faced Man took over. He was obviously not displeased that Hongchun was talking to this older brother. In fact, he was worried about how to fool Hongchun with the TV.

"Do you have this channel?"

"I have one too," a young man sitting nearby jumped out, "My uncle has a really good ginseng! He said it's worth at least four or five thousand yuan!"

"Well, give me the address," the elder brother agreed to the young man's request and took out a pen and notebook from his briefcase. "I'll write it down and come find you later."

"Okay!" The young man came over immediately and reported the address.

These people were chatting animatedly, but Yan Hui found it rather strange. He didn't know much about Hong Kong Island, but he knew that Fengtian wasn't the ginseng distribution center; Baishan was.

If you want to go to a big city to find good goods, you should go to Changchun, not Fengtian.

Others were shocked by words and objects like Hong Kong Island and big cell phone, but Yan Hui was not so shocked. After all, he had not only seen a big cell phone, but also played with his fourth uncle's one.

Yan Hui has always been cautious and did not participate in the conversations of these people. He was very glad that this big brother had attracted all the attention. The woman next to him had indeed lost interest in him.

Since he chose not to believe it, Yan Hui didn't listen much to the conversation of the people behind him. He just held on all the way and didn't know how he fell asleep. In the second half of the night, the train finally stopped at Fengtian Station.

Yan Hui woke up in a daze, touched his right leg, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with the money. He stood up and looked, and found that the big brother had left. It seemed that he got off at the next stop. He didn't know what happened.

The red lips were still in the car, but the long face was nowhere to be found.

A lot of people got off the bus, but Yan Hui was not in a hurry. He had no plans to leave the station tonight.

After making sure that he had not lost anything, Yan Hui followed the end of the crowd and walked slowly into the station.

This trip was really uncomfortable and tiring. Yan Hui had been looking forward to the seat on the train, but after what happened, he lost all his interest in it.

After walking for dozens of meters, the crowded crowd gradually became sparse, and Yan Hui saw a person standing in front of him, as if waiting for him.

Looking closely, this was the guy with an overbite sitting opposite him today.

Yan Hui was puzzled, but he still walked over. The man stretched out his hand to Yan Hui and said, "You fell asleep in the car, and that woman tried to steal your bag. I stopped her for you."

"Huh?" Yan Hui didn't expect this person to say this to him, and subconsciously asked, "Brother, what do you mean?"

"My hand is injured. You have to give me 20 yuan for medical expenses." The man said, and stretched out his other hand, which was obviously cut.

The lights on the platform were not very bright, but Yan Hui still saw blood on the man's pants, obviously his own blood.

"What's going on?" Yan Hui was shocked.

"That woman had a razor blade in her hand," the man pointed to his own hand. "She tried to touch your pants, and you fell asleep. I reached out to stop her, and I got cut."

"Huh? What happened next?"

"He thought we were together, so he didn't dare to attack again."

"Why did you wake me up at that time?" Yan Hui felt that this journey was really too amazing.

"You must be obsessed with something. Never mind, let's not talk about this. I'm helping you, and you have to give me 20 yuan." The man stood aside, blocking Yan Hui's way.

"Okay." Yan Hui didn't waste any words. He took out all the money from his clothes, counted it, a total of 55 yuan, and found 20 yuan from it and handed it to the man.

The man took the money and left.

Seeing that this person really took the 20 yuan and left, Yan Hui knew that the other party did not cheat him, so he immediately chased him and gave the remaining 35 yuan in his hand to this person.

The man glanced at Yan Hui, didn't say thank you, and left.

(End of this chapter)