With a Door In Mind

Back home, Yang Yuemei and Qin Xiao were both waiting at home.

Both of them knew that he was leaving this afternoon, so Qin Xiao didn't go to school today.

Walking into the main room, he said to Yang Yuemei, "Mother, the work is done. You can work on behalf of Xiaomi tomorrow."

Yang Yuemei nodded lightly when she heard the words, with a worried expression on her face.

"Xiaochuan, why don't you go, if Xiaohe really disappears, it will be his own life."

Sad to say...

"Mother, don't worry about it. It's nothing. Why don't I go. Find the leader of Xiaohe to see the situation."

Yang Yuemei nodded when she heard the words.

Qin Xiao watched quietly from the side.

afternoon train.

I had already eaten at noon, so I didn't go to get any more food.

Time was running out, and he was about to leave.

Yang Yuemei was there with thousands of warnings and instructions, be sure to pay attention to safety.

Qin Xiao bit his lip and said softly, "I... we are all waiting for you."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and nodded, looking at the crying little guy next to him.

"Uuuu, brother, don't...you can't come back."

The little guy also knows where his brother is going. There was a lot of crying, as if Zhou Xiaochuan had left and never came back.

Hearing her words, Zhou Xiaochuan's head went black.

In my heart, I meditate, childish words have no scruples, childish words have no scruples. Can't fight, can't fight.

"Okay, can you expect me to order it?" After saying that, he rolled his eyes at her.

Xiaomi choked with tears and said intermittently, "Brother, why are you like this, I... I'm not... worried about you!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan rubbed her head lightly, "Okay! Why are you crying, I'll be back soon."

finished,

He explained to Yang Yuemei and the others: "Remember what I said, if someone asks, just say I'm going to my grandmother's house."

Several people nodded when they heard the words.

"Mother, keep that bike at home. You have nothing to practice at home, so it will be more convenient to go anywhere in the future."

"Okay, I see. Be careful on your way."

"Okay, I know, I'll go first."

After rejecting several people to see him off, he walked towards the train station.

But before he left, he went to Fatty Wang's place to get a bunch of messy tickets.

Mainly shoe tickets and tickets.

Bought several sets of t-shirts and short pants.

He also bought a few pairs of sneakers.

After I went this time, it is estimated that I have to walk. There are not many clothes and shoes in the space. When the clothes are torn, they will not be changed.

But when he saw the paints on sale at the department store, he bought some.

In case it comes.

After finishing it, he came to the train station.

At this time, there were not many people in the station. After all, there are fewer trains now, and there are no people leaving the station.

Only a few people were waiting in the waiting room.

I looked at the people nearby, and most of them were wearing Chinese tunic suits, probably on business trips.

Most of the others wore short sleeves with a thin outer covering.

Outside in April, it was still quite hot in the afternoon, but it was very cool in the waiting room.

This will not work in summer, without air conditioning, it is simply a big steamer.

The waiting time is very boring.

At this time, the waiting room was not very big at first, only about a hundred square meters, and some smokers added together, and the smoke was swirling all of a sudden.

And every now and then I hear the sound of spitting.

Finally, in the torment, the car stopped.

Following the group, he took his bag and got into the car.

Fortunately, the carriage is not very stuffy.

Find your own seat, there is already someone sitting there, it should be a grandfather and grandson.

There was a man sitting outside, probably in his fifties, with high cheekbones, high forehead, thin body, and dark skin.

Because he is too thin, his eyes are a little sunken in, and one-third of his greasy hair is white.

Just frown not much.

And there was a little girl in her teens in the innermost part, with big eyes, a yellow complexion, and a braided braid.

The face is estimated to be relatively dry from the wind.

The lips of both of them have a characteristic, that is, the skin of the mouth is dry, and the man even has a trace of blood oozing out.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled at the two of them and sat outside.

The other party did not speak.

After a while the car started slowly.

"Old man, I'm hungry." The little girl next to her opened her mouth and took a mouthful of Sichuan flavor.

However, Zhou Xiaochuan was stunned by the name of the other party, and he misunderstood that this was a father and daughter.

It is estimated that the other party's time is relatively dark, and the age cannot be seen.

The man next to him heard the words and took out a yellow bun from his luggage.

Broke it in half and handed it to her.

Then he put the remaining half into his pocket.

The pancake is not very big, just bigger than an adult's fist. It looks like it should be buns made of millet.

Seeing this, the little girl said, "Old man, you eat too!"

The other party smiled when he heard the words, "Don't worry, the old man is not hungry!"

The little girl heard the words softly, then put the cake in her mouth and started to bite.

But looking at the little girl's movements, it should be that the pancakes are dry and hard, and it is estimated that they have been done for a long time.

Because she took a sip, she had to pick up the enamel jar and take a sip of water with it.

The little girl ate very thinly, and continued with her left hand. After one cake was eaten, she poured the cake residue in her hand into her mouth.

Then he looked satisfied.

The middle-aged man watched Zhou Xiaochuan staring at his daughter for dinner. Then he smiled at him, "Little comrade, are you going to be a messenger?"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, "Oh, I'm going to Kunshi to visit relatives!"

The other party heard the words softly. The two said a few words casually.

During the conversation, Zhou Xiaochuan learned that the old man's name was Huang Youtian, and next to him was his youngest daughter, Huang Guilan.

Home is in the Bazhong area of ​​Sichuan Province.

My son followed the army to major in Jinling, and we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years. This is to see the eldest son.

Zhou Xiaochuan sighed when he heard the words, when the team got there, they had to settle down there. There are a lot of people who span more than half the country.

No wonder it only comes once every seven or eight years.

Like Huang Youtian's father and daughter, it is estimated that they will come here only when there is something at home. After all, the fare is huge.

The average person's salary is a month's salary.

Seeing the little girl, he thought of the little guy at home.

Comparing the two, it is hard to say who is happier.

Although Xiaomi has no parents since she was a child, her family has never treated her as an outsider, and the little guy still doesn't know that he picked it up.

Food and clothing have been worry-free since childhood.

And this little girl, although she lacks food and clothing, at least has a healthy family.

Thinking of this, he wondered if he should let Xiaomi suffer so that he could exercise.

Then he shook his head himself.

He doesn't even want to suffer, and he won't let the little guy suffer. Because there is absolutely no need for that.

After a while, Huang Youtian heard a growl in his stomach, probably because he was hungry.

At this time, the other party broke the previous half of the pancake in half and drank it with water.

Then he looked at Zhou Xiaochuan and smiled a little embarrassedly, "This car consumes less energy, eat less."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he saw this, "Yes, there is no consumption in the car, and I am hungry slowly."

"Yes, yes!" The other party nodded when he heard the words.

It's afternoon, and the sun outside is a little hot, but the window is open with a gap, and it's comfortable for people to blow.

Zhou Xiaochuan leaned on the seat and narrowed his eyes.

After a while he fell asleep.

I was woken up several times by the movement in the carriage. But he didn't care and continued to narrow his eyes.

Only this time there is no sleep.

At this time, he was thinking about whether he would be thrown out of the car if he entered the space now and then came out.

But this time he didn't dare to try it.

At six o'clock in the evening, the car still did not intend to stop.

When the flight attendant came to pour the boiling water, he asked. The next stop was 7:30.

At this time, many people in the carriage were getting food.

Even the father and daughter of the Huang family next to each other took out a cake and shared it with the two of them, and ate it with the boiling water brought by the flight attendant.

At noon, I would eat earlier for fear of delaying the train.

Now he also feels a little hungry. But at this time, there is no way to go into the space to find food.

Parked for over an hour. I gave up the idea of ​​going to the train to buy food.

He pretended to take out a big white steamed bun from his package for a while.

He ate from the spring water in his marching pot.

Eat a little pad first, wait for the car to stop and then go into the space to eat a little.

The little girl looked at Zhou Xiaochuan eating white steamed buns and swallowed subconsciously.

Feeling the gaze, Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the other party.

Seeing this, the little girl hurriedly put her head outside and pretended to look at the scenery outside.

Looking at the other party's expression, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, took out another white steamed bun from his pocket, and handed it to the other party.

But the other party didn't pick it up and shook his head gently.

Huang Youtian, who was next to him, hurriedly said, "No, no! Don't waste such a good bun."

The other party has deliberately slowed down and tried to speak Mandarin as much as possible, otherwise it would be difficult for Zhou Xiaochuan to understand.

Just the authentic Sichuan dialect he and the little girl said just now.

He only understood very few parts.

"It's alright, eat it. I still have it here!" After speaking, he shoved the steamed bun directly into the little girl's hand.

After finishing speaking, he said to Huang Youtian, who was still talking: "Uncle, I gave all this stuff. If you give it back to me, you will look down on me."

After speaking, he continued to eat his own steamed buns.

No one was given to Huang Youtian.

In this era, food is scarce everywhere, not to mention this white steamed bun, everything is in order.

"This...this..." Huang Youtian was a little embarrassed there.

The little girl looked at her father.

Seeing this, Huang Youtian said to the little girl, "Baby! Thank you Xiaochuan soon."

Hearing her father's words, the little girl said to Zhou Xiaochuan, "Thank you, Brother Xiaochuan."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled at her, "You're welcome, hurry up and eat."

Seeing this, the little girl broke the steamed bun in half and handed it to her old man, "Old man, why don't you eat some too!"

Huang Youtian smiled and finished the half of the white steamed bun in the other's hand, but he didn't eat it, but put it in his bag, "I'll keep it for you, you can eat it later when you're hungry."