Time Traveler

Guan Lu turned her head and saw her father at the end of the rain alley. She smiled and was about to greet him. Suddenly there was a conversation behind her. It was the two girls discussing Wang Guozhen’s poems. They quietly looked back and took a breath. Mother and her best friend, holding a folding umbrella, holding a collection of poems, strolling in the rain.

　　 The young mother with a ponytail, wearing a moon-white Xingliang blouse and black pants and plastic sandals, is pure and pure like a lotus flower, her face and body are the same as Guan Lu now.

Never wear a gang, Guan Lu's heart beating, resisting the idea of ​​acknowledging her mother, put the umbrella on her head against her shoulders, and walked into the alley. She successfully blocked Xiao Guan's sight , The long, lonely rain alley, the wet bluestone road was washed by light rain, the green moss in the corner was full of life, the raindrops fell on the leaves and the rustling, Comrade Xiaoguan couldn't help but be intoxicated.

　　 Guan Lu quickly passed the alley and said sweetly to her father: "You are here."

　　 With a heart pounding, Xiao Guan took out a bouquet of lilacs: "For you."

　　 Guan Lu picked up the flowers and was very happy: "Thank you, it's beautiful."

　　 Xiao Guan didn't know what to say. Guan Lu glanced back. Mom and her girlfriend were still chatting at the door, still within a dangerous distance.

　　 "Let's go," Guan Lu said, "Go to the movies."

　　 Xiaoguan stepped on the bicycle, and Guan Lu naturally took the back seat, just like when his father took herself to the zoo when he was a child, he also put his arm around his father's waist and said, "Go."

The bicycle started trembling slightly, Xiao Guan was trembling with excitement, and happiness came too suddenly. Although there was no verbal promise, the girl's actions seemed to have regarded herself as a boyfriend. Excitement was soon replaced by happiness. He was full of enthusiasm. Riding a bicycle and heading for Zhongshan Cinema.

　　 Zhongshan Cinema is the largest and best cinema in Omi. Although it is raining, the ticket window is still full of people. Jet Li is shown on the large poster. The latest Hong Kong wide-screen color martial arts movie "The Shaolin Boy" is being shown.

Xiaoguan went to store the bicycle first, and the aunt who watched the car put a small bamboo piece on the front of his Phoenix car, and then gave him a bamboo piece with the corresponding number written on it, and paid a cent for the parking fee before buying it. Tickets, but the movie tickets have been sold out. Either buy a scalper ticket or only buy tomorrow’s. Xiaoguan is not a dead brain, and the opportunity is not lost. He resolutely bought two scalper tickets at a high price and brought Guan Lu in. cinema.

　　……

In the rainy afternoon, Liu Yan sat in the small courtyard of Wei Shengwen’s house, thinking about how to go to the United States. In the 1980s, it was very difficult to go abroad to China. First of all, passports were not open to ordinary people. Even with passports, visas were still It is difficult to climb to the sky, and it is completely different from the local tyrant Chinese tourists in the 21st century.

　　 After much deliberation, there is only one way, smuggling!

　　 First take the train to Guangdong, smuggle Hong Kong from Shenzhen, and then find a way to get fake documents to go to the United States, kill Samuel Fox, who is only right in the past twenty years, and return to the 21st century. The mission is over and everything is fine.

　　Time is limited, so you must act immediately. There are trains bound for Guangzhou at Omi Railway Station, and you don’t need an ID card to buy a ticket. Just do it. Liu Yan took the kid and went straight to Omi Railway Station.

Omi Railway Station is a European-style building dating back to the 1930s. It is said to have been designed by Lin Wenjing, the wife of General Chen Zikun. It still stands on the Huaijiang River, with the same majesty. There are several large aisle buses parked on the square outside the station. , There is a row of human tricycles, and the ticket hall is also a doorstep. There has been no migrant workers in these years, and there are not many people on business trips. The train tickets should not be tight.

Entering the ticketing hall, a sense of age came to your face, and you were faced with a huge oil painting. The railway police in blue police uniforms dignifiedly stretched out their hand, and painted gasoline, sulfuric acid, banana water, detonators, etc., are not allowed on the train. Contrabands, orange water and bread are placed on the corner counter, and in the tall small window, the conductor in the blue railway uniform fiddles with abacus beads.

　　 Liu Yan stood in front of the window and took out a stack of banknotes: "Comrade, I will buy two sleepers for Guangzhou tomorrow." After thinking about it, he added: "Soft sleeper."

　　 "No." The conductor didn't look up, and continued to plan.

　　 "Then buy the nearest one, two soft sleepers." Liu Yan said straightly.

　　 "There is no soft sleeper." The conductor said, "Next."

　　 Liu Yan looked back. There were no other passengers who bought tickets. He endured the desire to complain and said again: "The hard sleeper will do."

"No."

　　 "Where is the hard seat?"

"No."

　　 "Where is the standing ticket?"

　　 "How many times have I said it, no! It's all sold out!"

　　The middle-aged conductor aunt was very impatient, and closed the small window after speaking.

　　 Liu Yan did not recruit, and left the ticket window, a sneaky young man approached: "Friend, do you want a ticket?"

　　 It is the scalper party again, Liu Yan asked him directly, can I get a soft sleeper ticket?

The scalper smiled: "My friend, you are not very knowledgeable. The soft sleeper can only be bought by cadres above the department level. The hard sleeper is also completely sold out. You can't buy it at the ticket office. Or you can ask the stationmaster to sign and get the ticket. Either add money and buy it here."

　　 Liu Yanzhi was very happy: "It doesn't matter if you add money. Give me two sleepers for tomorrow to go to Guangzhou. I need a lower berth."

The scalper said: "The time is so tight, even the station master can't get the tickets. They are sold out early, not to mention hard sleepers, there are no hard seats. There is only one bus to Guangzhou. So many self-employed people go south to buy goods and take this bus. , Tickets are always in short supply."

　　 Liu Yan said straightforwardly: "What are you doing with so much talk? You can't get a ticket."

　　 The scalper said: "I have my number of routes. You will first give me five dollars. Tomorrow I will take you into the station and pack it on the train. You will make up your fare when you get on the train, and you will make up your sleeper after a dozen stops."

　　 Liu Yan waved his hand straight: "Where is it cool, let's go."

　　 The scalper was very upset: "You still don't believe it, everyone uses cars like this. You have the ability to go by plane. I have never seen such a person, **** doesn't understand..."

　　 On the station square, Liu Yan was unhappy. He had a sack of banknotes, but he couldn't even buy a sleeper.

　　 The little ghost handed over a cigarette empathetically: "Master, come to Hongtashan."

　　 Liu Yan straightly patted the cigarette he was holding, and shouted: "Children are not allowed to smoke. I will go to school tomorrow. I have no education. Even if I am a thief, I will be a thief forever."

　　 Little devil sneered: "Master, don't be angry, it's just that you can't buy a ticket. This is easy to handle. Please ask the stationmaster to give a gift, let alone hard sleeper, soft sleeper is fine."

　　 Liu Yanzhi suddenly enlightened: "What should I give?"

　　 The kid said: "Look for a scalper to exchange some foreign exchange certificates. Buy some imported tobacco and alcohol in the Friendship Store. It's definitely easy."

　　……

　　 At the entrance of the People's Bank, the kid found the scalper Zhang Jiafu, and took him to the vegetable market on three streets. The alley behind the bank was already unsafe, and the police often squatted there to arrest people.

　　 When Zhang Jiafu saw Liu Yanzhi, he was immediately happy: "It was you, who ran very fast that day. How much do you plan to cash in?"

　　 Liu Yan said straightly: "I want foreign exchange coupons. First, give me 500 yuan."

　　 Zhang Jiafu is speechless, this buddy has a big appetite, and he opens his mouth with five hundred foreign exchange coupons. Is this the rhythm of planning to empty the Friendship Store?

"Okay, let's talk about the price first. You also know that foreign exchange coupons are more difficult to obtain than US dollars, but our buddy will give you a special price, 700 yuan for 500 foreign exchange coupons." Zhang Jiafu pretended to be bold. .

　　 Liu Yanzhi doesn’t know the exchange rate, but the kid knows how to do it. He contemptuously said: “You lie, the price is one hundred and three for one hundred, 500 foreign exchange coupons, six hundred and five yuan will do.”

　　 Zhang Jiafu smiled: "Okay, six hundred and five is six hundred and five. You have the right to be a friend of you. I don't have it with me. Take it home with me."

Huang Niu's family lives in the dormitory of a hardware accessories factory not far away. Zhang Jiafu was originally a young worker in a hardware factory. He was expelled from the factory because of the theft of steel bars in the factory. He became a youth in society. He relied on reselling foreign currency to support his family. Live, this is a tube building from the 1960s. The corridor is full of debris, and the briquettes of each household are also placed outside. When cooking and cooking, you can share the colorful taste of frying.

Liu Yanzhi and the little ghost waited downstairs. Zhang Jiafu went upstairs to get the money. After five minutes, they came down. The three were trading in a quiet place. Liu Yanzhi opened his bag and ordered 65 pieces of Datonghe. Zhang Jiafu glanced at the bag. A lot of money, I couldn't help but swallow.

　　 The 500-yuan foreign exchange coupons issued by Bank of China are all brand-new, with landscape paintings on the front and English annotations on the back. The count is completed, the transaction ends, and they part ways.

　　 Zhang Jiafu returned home, smoked a cigarette, and made a decision. UU reading www.uukanshu.com happened to be his son Zhang Zongwei coming back with blood and blood, and he seemed to be fighting outside again.

　　 "Go back, if you can't win, don't go home to eat." Zhang Jiafu kicked his 12-year-old son's **** and cursed.

　　 His son was stubborn and he didn't shed tears. He took out the sharpened steel ruler from the pencil case without saying a word.

　　 "Little bunny, don't worry at all." Zhang Jiafu muttered downstairs and went to the guard room of the dormitory area, dropped a dime note, and dialed the phone number of the police station.

　　 "Police station? I'm looking for Director Ma, Ma Guoqing."

　　……

Ma Guoqing is a new policeman who only graduated from the Provincial Public Security Cadre School last year. He wanted to handle major and important cases, but was assigned to the police station to do trivial things like catching scalpers and pickpockets. This made him depressed and felt that he was overkill. Up.

He was wiping the May 4th pistol by the gun cabinet, and the attendant shouted in loud voice: "Little horse, phone." So he locked the gun and ran to answer the phone. The call was from a scalper he had caught, Master. He said that he had to train his own informants to get clues at any time when solving the case, so he cultivated Zhang Jiafu to be his own special.

　　 Zhang Jiafu reported that someone had just exchanged 500 yuan foreign exchange coupons with him at a high price. There was still a large amount of cash in his bag, at least tens of thousands.

　　 "What does that person look like and what physical characteristics?" Ma Guoqing became excited and touched the notebook and ballpoint pen.

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