Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

In the early 1980s, the train station was crowded with people. Everyone carried exaggerated luggage, a huge bag on their backs, and one on each arm. Most of them were holding one or two children in their hands, crowded on the platform and raised their heads. in anticipation.

Su Haitang is used to taking trains, she understands how crowded and jammed the trains are, even going to the toilet is very difficult, and petty theft cannot be stopped.

So she only brought the dark backpack, which simply contained two changes of clothes, a little dry food, and an old textbook borrowed from her cousin Haining. hit the road.

The uncle and uncle sent a total of more than 50 yuan. Su Haitang suspected that in addition to the savings they had saved over the years, they also borrowed some from neighbors and friends.

After all, a month ago, when she and grandma separated to buy a house, uncle and uncle gave money, and they paid a lot.

Nobody is rich at the moment, and Brother Haiyang is the only high-income earner in the family, earning only 20 yuan a month.

But the uncle and the uncle just gave her the money and sent her back to the imperial capital to meet her relatives, without worrying at all that it would be in vain.

They also told her clearly that when you go to the imperial capital, you can live a good life and don't miss home; if you don't live well, come back and continue to be the daughter of the Su family.

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

She thought it was someone who had treated her badly, complaining about others, and her heart was as cold as ice; she didn't expect that the people who loved her were by her side, and it was she who failed them.

"It's the first time to take the train? Don't be nervous, get on the train and take a nap, take a look at the scenery outside, and arrive tomorrow afternoon."

He Junfeng stood beside Su Haitang, intentionally or unintentionally separating the crowd around him, and focused all his attention on her.

Su Haitang hummed, and heard the humming and bang-dang rhythmic sounds coming from a distance, and was a little untenable by the crowd who suddenly became agitated.

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

"Don't squeeze with them, we are sleeper cars, we can definitely get on."

He Junfeng turned his head to comfort her loudly, with a calm expression on his clear face, conveying firm strength.

Su Haitang's heart skipped a beat, and he followed him blankly.

The tall and reliable back, the powerful pulling hands, all of these are familiar like the appearance of her father in her dreams...

The green leather train came whistling with white steam, and the crowd chased and gathered like a tide, yelling all kinds of vulgar or elegant names at the top of their voices, slamming the carriage vigorously, asking the passengers in the car to open the windows.

Some bold ones have already boarded the train, climbed into the compartment through the open window neatly, and turned back to pick up the package and pick up the child.

When the train came to a stop, the outside of the carriage was crowded with people and packages. The doors and windows of the train were all wide open, and people were getting on everywhere, fearing they would not be able to squeeze into the train. There were loud noises and children's cries.

He Junfeng pulled Su Haitang into the sleeper car, the aisle was already crowded with people, and there was almost no place to step down.

He yelled at the fellow who was bending over to stuff the package under the bunk, and was about to spread the straw curtain and lie down in it: "Be careful, excuse me."

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

"This is our berth, please make way."

The aunt, who was holding a package to guard against thieves, moved her butt to the side. The two children next to her were so crowded that they couldn't sit down, so they wanted to stand up. She slapped her hard and sat down with a roar, and the two children cried!

Su Haitang rubbed her 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!