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Chapter 552 Station

After walking for almost 20 minutes, Ye Yaodong saw that his father's steps were getting slower and slower, not as brisk as before, so he patted his shoulder and asked him to rest for a while.

After resting for about five minutes, he got under the pole and picked it up.

Now Father Ye is no longer rushing to do it. After walking a long way, his shoulders are a little painful.

He just followed me and said a few words, "If you can't do it, just say it."

"Men can't say no."

Father Ye glared at him and said something to him, but he didn't hold on to him. It was not the first time he knew about his son's virtues.

"If you get tired later, put it down and let me take turns picking it up so that you can have a rest. We have entered the city now, and we can probably reach it after a while. When we get there, we will buy something to eat. , to fill my stomach, I don’t know what time I can transfer to my home tonight.”

"Um."

"If you had bought a store in the county, you wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble... It's a long way here and there, and there's no shuttle service yet. I don't know how many trips there will be in the future, and the fare will be quite a lot. Already..."

"It would be too much trouble to take the bus by yourself. There are only two buses a day, which is no better than one bus every hour or two in our county. It is so close and convenient to go back and forth..."

Maybe there was no burden on his shoulders and he felt a lot more relaxed. Father Ye started to think casually as he walked.

Ye Yaodong felt physically tired, hungry, and mentally tortured by his father. It was too painful.

"Stop talking about it. There is no gold pimple to buy in the county, and..." Transportation will be developed in the future, and there will be direct expressways, and it will be there in an hour.

"And why didn't you say buy in the town? It's more convenient and you can walk there. Yes, it's better to buy in the village. You don't have to go outside and you can walk with your eyes closed."

"You, this person, have this attitude after just saying a few words to you..."

"You've already bought it, so don't talk about "what if" and "what if". You won't lose money. It's already a certainty. Why do you keep saying it every now and then?"

It's annoying to listen to.

"Don't you think it's troublesome to go back and forth, and you feel sorry for the travel expenses?"

"Didn't I make everything back? I sold it for eighty or ninety yuan today. If I earn 2/3, it's still fifty or sixty yuan. Don't talk about it. There are pros and cons. As long as you can make money, what's the trouble? Don't be afraid of being poor. Please save your saliva, I’ve been talking all day and I’m so thirsty.”

Father Ye also shut up.

In the past, he would have cursed a few times, but it was really pointless and unnecessary to talk about the store again.

Moreover, he had already walked into the city, and the lively scene around him almost shocked Father Ye's eyes. He couldn't see enough to talk.

Before going to catch jellyfish, the furthest he had been to the county town in his life, and he had only been there twice. He was sent there by the production team at that time. He had never visited anywhere. After finishing his work, he immediately returned to the village. .

After Ye Yaodong's ears cleared up, he breathed a sigh of relief. As he walked toward the center, there were more and more people on the streets. There were the sounds of hawking and the ding-ding-ding of bicycles coming and going. His mood also improved.

"Dad, there is a tea egg seller over there, let's buy two and eat them first? It's good for our stomachs."

Because he thought there was no shortage of food around the market, he didn't ask Ah Qing to prepare it at night.

"Well, there's a scallion pancake seller over there. Can you buy two of them too?"

"Okay, let me go. You don't speak Mandarin. Just watch the load here. By the way, how far is it from the station?"

"That's fine."

Ye Yaodong hurried back and found out that the station was only ten minutes' walk away. They were no longer in a hurry and simply stood on the roadside to eat.

During this period, there was a young man selling newspapers while walking around, and even walked up to them and asked them if they wanted it.

The father and son are so hungry now, how can they have time to talk? I almost choked on the egg yolk and just shook my head. The boy selling the newspaper left immediately and asked about his next target.

Some of the sellers carrying the burdens were also hawking while walking and asking passers-by.

The father and son looked around with their eyes while eating. After eating, they wiped it on their bodies and continued walking to the station.

Father Ye also said happily: "This city is really lively. There are people everywhere, sellers everywhere, and bicycles everywhere. We rarely see a few in the countryside. The roads are good, clean, and the place is beautiful." It’s also big. We have been walking for almost an hour. If we walked to the town in the countryside, then all the long roads belong to the city..."

"Otherwise, how can we call it a city?"

"I don't know if your mother will ever have the opportunity to come to the city to take a look. It's so lively..."

Ye Yaodong heard it funny, and it was indeed the case.

In his previous life, he lived until he was 30 years old and never visited the county seat once. It is very normal for the older generation to never visit the city once in their lifetime.

The old lady has never been here before. She has lived so long and can count on five fingers the number of times she has been to the county seat.

He smiled and said: "There will definitely be opportunities. Times are improving and it will be very convenient to come to the city in the future."

"Times are also changing. Who can say for sure? Maybe you are unlucky. That was not the case in those years."

"I will not do it again."

"I hope, it's so good like this now. I can do anything. I can live my own small life. I don't have to eat from a big pot all day long. The money I earn is all my own. I have something to look forward to in life."

"Well, it's almost there, it should be right in front."

When the father and son saw people in front of them, either carrying suitcases or carrying bedding and bags, they couldn't help but quicken their pace.

In this day and age, everything looks shabby, especially the station.

There are mottled marks all over the surrounding walls, and red slogans take up an entire wall. However, there is a large bulletin board on the wall near the station, with various announcements and recruitment notices posted on it.

There were also all kinds of men and women standing in front of the bulletin board. They were crowded, and one came out and another squeezed in. They walked from far to near, and they didn't see the number of people around them decreasing.

"Dongzi, what's on top of this?"

"There are some announcements, newspapers, recruitment, leasing, everything."

"Oh, that information is quite complete. No wonder so many people gathered around to watch it. It's not uncommon."

Father Ye stretched his neck and was very curious, but he didn't know how to read, otherwise he would have squeezed in to take a look at what was written.

Ye Yaodong was not very interested in the bulletin board. After putting down the sack, he let his father look at it.

"It's only early one o'clock now. It's still a long time before the two-thirty train. You wait here for a while to avoid too many people inside. I'll go to the station and buy the tickets first. , confirm the time.”

"Okay, go ahead. I'm here to watch. You should also keep your money tight so it doesn't get stolen. There are a lot of thieves in this place, and it can easily be stolen if you're not careful."

"I know, I'm careful."

He was carrying a cloth bag made by Ah Qing, which was specially used to carry money, just in case. He carried it close to his body.

First he put on a layer of cloth bag, then put on an autumn coat, then a sweater, and finally a cotton-padded jacket. With such layers of protection, it would be strange if it could be stolen.

And he only had 3 yuan in cents in his pocket, which was enough for him and his father to eat, drink and buy train tickets. If he was really taken away, he wouldn't feel bad.

When he was setting up a stall to sell goods, he would first put the money in his pocket, and then when he was free, he would turn around, lift up his clothes, and put the money in the cloth bag.

Although it was only three cents, he had to work hard to keep it from being stolen. He kept his hands in his pockets the whole time to avoid being stolen.

Even when waiting in line, he would hold the money tightly in his hands or put his hands in his pockets. He would only take out his hands to buy tickets at the window.

What surprised him was that after he finished buying the ticket, he lowered his head and looked at it for a few seconds while walking, and then put his hands in his pockets, only to find that his pockets were already empty.

He had more than one yuan left after buying the ticket, and it was gone...

It was obviously still there when I took it out to count the money, but when I put it back and walked a few steps with the ticket, my pocket was empty.

The masters are among the people!

The stunts of these three hands are really amazing!

Fortunately, his cloth bag was carried close to his body, and he could feel that it was still there. This place was really too chaotic.

He looked around and didn't see anyone suspicious, and there was nothing unusual about the energetic or bitter faces.

Now I can only admit that I am unlucky. Fortunately, I only have more than one piece left. If it was stolen, it was stolen.

He didn't dare to put the ticket in his pocket, he just held it in his hand.

Since his pockets were empty anyway, there was no need for him to put them in his pockets. He just hugged them to his chest and continued to squeeze out of the crowd.

These days, the hospital is not as crowded as the station.

It took a few years for the hospital to catch up in popularity and overtake the station.

But, during holidays, the train station is better!

He trotted towards the corner where his father was standing, panting and saying: "I bought the ticket, it's 2:30, that's right. Let's go in later. Just wait outside first. Just go in half an hour early." Yes, the station was too chaotic. I just bought a ticket, and before I walked a few steps, the remaining one yuan from my pocket was gone."

"Ah? Was it stolen? I just said there are a lot of thieves here. There are so many people and they are crowded. It is very convenient for thieves. I told you to be careful..."

"I kept my hand in my pocket and took it out when I was buying the ticket. Who would have thought that it would be gone just for a moment? Forget it, it's okay, it's only a little more than one dollar. If it's gone, it's gone. You consider yourself unlucky."

"Fortunately, it's only more than a dollar. Well..." Father Ye looked around, for fear of being heard, and whispered, "Are you still there?"

"Um."

"That's good."

Ye Yaodong looked around, but couldn't find any place to sit. There were many people sitting or squatting on the ground around him. He simply opened the sack, took out a bag from it, spread it on the ground, and sat down.

He would never stand up and follow me if he could sit down, not to mention that he had just walked a long way with a load and was quite tired.

"Sit down, Dad, take a rest."

"Um."

"What does it smell like? A bit fishy?"

After Ye Yaodong sat down, he left the sack without tying it up. People passing by took a few sniffs and smelled the fishy smell.

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