Rebirth: I Want to Surf

On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Guangzhou Railway Station.

The sky was gray, and it was raining lightly, wet and cold.

The square in front of the station, which can accommodate a maximum of 40,000 people, has already exceeded its limit. Like a broken cardboard box, it is forced to extend to both sides. On the street, in front of shops, and even crowded under the residential buildings.

Although there were many people, they were still orderly. Tens of thousands of soldiers and police used railings and bodies to divide the stranded crowd into pieces, as if they were facing an enemy, for fear of riots and a stampede.

There were still a few broadcast vehicles parked in the crowd, and they would broadcast the latest train running status every once in a while, but unfortunately all they heard was:

"late!"

"late!"

"Undecided!"

"Undecided!"

Xu Chunhua squeezed into the left side of the square and stood there for about 6 hours, with a bag on his back and a bag between his feet, no umbrella, and a hat to keep out the rain.

He is in his 30s, old and anxious. From time to time, he looks at the large electronic screen in front of the station, scrolling through the latest train information, but it is the same as what the radio car broadcasts.

"Affected by the heavy snow in Hunan, some trains cannot leave on time. It is known that the affected trains are..."

The back is bright red.

If it returns to normal, the red will turn green, and then two words will appear: Open to traffic!

Xu Chunhua works in Dongguan, and it stands to reason that today is only the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, so the factory shouldn't be on holiday so early. But the boss said that the export business is not doing well recently, and the orders have decreased, so he simply took a break in advance.

It's okay to take a break early, go home and have a good year, but I was stuck at the train station.

Someone may ask: Why do you have to wait at the station? Wouldn't you like to find a place to rest?

please! Rest is costly, and migrant workers are reluctant to spend money. If they really want to rest, they have to drill bridge holes. There is nowhere to go anyway, so it is better to stay at the train station.

Moreover, information was not well developed at this time, and people didn't know what was going on with the railway, nor when it would resume traffic, and they all held the mentality of "waiting in place and returning home early in the morning".

So more and more people gathered at the station.

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Chunhua felt his legs were stiff, numb and numb. It was getting dark and he had been standing for a whole day.

When a person is in this extreme situation for too long, it is easy to develop violent rage, and if it is 200,000 people, the consequences will be disastrous!

Xu Chunhua moved his legs, hesitating whether to spend 2 hours going to the toilet, when he heard a commotion diagonally ahead, the heads of people who were not moving suddenly rushed forward, mixed with various shouts.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

"Everyone keep calm! Keep calm!"

The commotion quickly subsided.

It was the people in that area who suddenly became irritable. Some guys took the lead and broke down the railings. The military and police struggled to maintain order, but luckily it didn't spread into a stampede.

Xu Chunhua stretched his neck and looked over there eagerly. It wasn't that his heart was dark, but at this moment he was really looking forward to something happening, because it was too painful.

…………

Although no accident occurred, the relevant departments and persons in charge have already lost their minds.

It's too late when it happens!

The situation escalated in an instant, and control measures were deployed:

"The subway does not stop at the station, and the taxi does not stop at the station!"

"Set up a temporary rest station immediately, open 24 hours a day!"

"Strengthen the manpower, I think it will take at least 40,000 military and police to hold it!"

"Bring some hot water and food over here!"

"Call on the surrounding people, if you have anything to eat and drink, as well as quilts, clothes, etc., you can send them over!"

"Quick! Immediately!"

The powerful government machinery is running immediately, the subway passes directly by, the taxis avoid it, and the surrounding streets are radiated from the railway station, and the whole area is designated as a special area.

Teams of military and police arrived at the scene and simply joined hands to build a human wall to prevent the outbreak of group emotions.

Some policemen walked into it with loudspeakers and kept preaching the policy, calling for the Chinese New Year to be celebrated on the spot: "Stay here, Guangzhou is also your home!"

"Everyone can celebrate the New Year here, we are all a family, and we will have a warm Spring Festival!"

"..."

Xu Chunhua picked his ears, pretending to be farting. He knew it was a good intention, but he didn't want to appreciate it. Of course he had to go home during the Chinese New Year! Is it still called Chinese New Year if you don't go home? ? ?

He bought delicious food for his son and new clothes for his parents, with a year's worth of hard-earned money sewn into the innermost shirt, and he wanted to drink a couple of shovels brewed in the village.

This is not like the epidemic in later generations. The epidemic is purely helpless, and we can only celebrate the new year in situ. Now it's just that the train is late. Such a little difficulty can't stop the reunion complex branded in the bones of the Chinese people.

Sure enough, the police preached hoarsely, but the masses were unmoved, and only a few people chose to refund their tickets.

Xu Chunhua stood for another night.

He was exhausted because he was refreshed by the rain in the morning, and the rain was getting heavier. He looked around exhausted people, and he could faintly hear crying, and the voice of the police commanding:

"Put it up and lift it up!"

"Yes, send it out like this, everyone help each other!"

"There's one more!"

A fainting little girl was relayed by everyone, followed by a thin man who was immediately sent to the doctor.

Xu Chunhua couldn't see it, but just listened to one sentence here and one sentence there, and made up the scene by himself. He is tired and hungry now and just wants to eat and sleep.

After a while, someone shouted outside: "Instant noodles! Anyone have instant noodles?"

Um?

Everyone, including Xu Chunhua, cheered up, and then listened again: "50 yuan a barrel! 50 yuan a barrel, no bargaining!"

"50 yuan? Why don't you grab it?"

"Robbery is against the law. I sell things according to your wishes. You don't have to buy them!"

"How is it? Do you need it? The quantity is limited, and it will be gone in a while!"

The sound of cursing kept coming, and it sounded like I bought it, because Xu Chunhua seemed to smell the smell of instant noodles, the smell of hot soup and spicy oil mixed with noodles...

He swallowed his saliva, touched the money on the lining, but was reluctant after all.

"Forget it, if you buy it, you can't send it in, and you will be stopped halfway... No matter how strong I am, I might be able to get in the car in a while..."

…………

Temporary headquarters.

Several people in charge also stayed up all night, and are listening to the report at the moment.

"We have contacted two temporary rest points, which can be transported at any time, and are some distance from the train station, which can relieve about 50,000 people."

"The surrounding people have mobilized, set up street volunteer service teams, and set up service points to give away materials for free."

"We also raised some food and water, but it was too little!"

"Yeah, too few..."

The person in charge is worried.

At present, there are two core issues. One is to calm the emotions and prevent mass incidents from breaking out; the other is to ensure the supply of water, cold protection, medicine and other materials.

But you know, there are 200,000 people here, and it continues to increase.

How many supplies are needed for 200,000 people?

The stranded masses are suffering, as are the military police and leaders who are responding. Everyone is looking forward to the damn snow stopping immediately, the power grid in Chenzhou being repaired immediately, and the train starting immediately...

But no one expected that this was just the beginning of the most painful experience in the history of Spring Festival travel.

From the 18th of the twelfth lunar month, a maximum of 400,000 people were stranded at Guangzhou Railway Station at the same time, which lasted for more than ten days... When things returned to normal, a total of nearly 700,000 people were evacuated!

Later, a special movie was made, starring Liu Ye, Feng Yuanzheng, Huang Yi, etc., called "11 Days of Ice and Snow".

We are studying countermeasures here, and suddenly, a staff member came in and reported: "The manager of Maiwo Express wants to meet you and do his best for everyone!"

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