Chapter 173 Killing the Carbine
Conan went down the mountain and stood at the fork in the road, thinking that the woman's feeling was really delicate. Thinking about it, it turned out that there was something between men and women. The woman chasing a man was broken by a layer of gauze or a piece of paper, and it was tear-up and split by a bit. The man chasing a woman was like a mountain that was not easy to climb over. There was a difference between men and women, and the heart was deep like the sea. Women might be stupid, men were very smart, or on the contrary, who knew? There was a difference in individuals and the groups were basically converging. This is a truth.
While he was thinking, a car stopped in front of him with a "Ga" sound. He was startled, thinking that a traffic accident was about to happen. In this place, the mountain roads were winding and dangerous. For those who were born and raised on the plains since childhood, they were really scared. If they had to adapt, it would not work in a few years. He was worried that it might be a round face. After a closer look, it was no, the driver asked, "Where are you going?"
Conan said, "I'll go to Sanxia, are you going?"
The driver said, "If you don't go, you have to go there. There will be a car at the big turntable. There is no here. I can take you there. Will you sit there? If you don't sit, I will leave. If you want to sit, hurry up."
Conan thought about it and it seemed that it was not easy to wait. Who knows where she was? So he nodded at the driver. The driver opened the door with a slanted body. Conan raised his foot and got on the car. The car was probably on a flat road with no big slope. Soon he reached the turntable. Conan gave the money and the car drove away.
Conan stood there and waited foolishly after getting off the bus, but he was worried about meeting her face, but he wanted to see her. It was still different when he was young. There was always a kind of vitality that was lingering, and there was also a sign that there was no regrets in youth. It was great! Although he would make mistakes constantly, everyone would make mistakes, and whoever had the youth would make the decision, and who would correct the road. Just look at the result. If he made a mistake, he still felt uneasy. If he didn't make a mistake, it would make people feel even more uneasy, because once he made a mistake, it would be a devastating disaster. Just like a person who often got sick, he was a medicine jar. Fortunately, he would not lose his life immediately. If he didn't get sick, he would be a serious illness and could not be saved. This disease is a fatal disease.
While pondering, Conan saw a business car parked in front of him and shouted: "Three levels, three levels!"
Conan asked: "Did you go to the third level?"
The man said, "Yes."
When Conan got on the bus, the driver wanted to wait a while to see if there was a good person like Conan who got on the bus without silence or bargaining. Conan could be reimbursed by taking the bus. Even if it was not reimbursed, the fare was similar. For a dollar, it was hard to get rid of his mouth. Conan simply didn't bargain and would rather miss an opportunity to improve his eloquence. Many people improved their eloquence in bargaining. Of course, Conan doesn't like this. He prefers to clearly mark prices. If you like to sit or not, isn't it good for everyone to be quiet?
When the car saw that the car didn't leave, he stopped doing it. He urged the driver in the car. The driver had no choice but to drive the business car, hoping that he would meet the person who stopped the car in six kilometers, eight kilometers or Maluchi. There are always people who are rushing on the road. Some people always have to take the car, and some people always like to walk. This cannot be forced. Everyone has their own freedom. They can dominate their legs, whether to walk or take the car. Because Ji Conan has a company to reimburse the fare, he must first take the car. He has not considered walking, and it is impossible to walk, because there is transportation fee for the budget, and there is no need for transportation fee. This has to be collected. It is not needed now, and it will never be used again.
The people in the car are reasonable, but they don’t ask for anything too much. They get in the car and sleep, talk, and smoke. After a while, the more quiet the car will be. The higher the car, the fewer people will be. Outside the window there are some mountain scenery, nothing is good to look at. When you first arrive, everything is fresh. After a few years, you may be bored. People have the habit of getting tired of the old and old, and they are all unfamiliar with people, and they are not allowed to do anything to the people or the scenery.
As the car shakes and turns, most of the people in the car fall asleep. Except for those who don’t often go out, or who often go out, they dare not fall asleep because they don’t know when they will feel uncomfortable and will suddenly vomit.
The higher the car goes, the cooler it is and very comfortable. The windows are open and the wind blows in. No matter how strong the smoke smell is, it will be blown away. Conan is most afraid of taking the air conditioner car when he goes out. The windows in the car are closed so that the air conditioner will not go out and the heat will come in. There are always smokers in the car. I don’t know when I hear a “bang”, which is the signal of a lighter ignition. In a short while, the smell of smoke comes and there is nowhere to hide, making people feel like they are about to suffocate.
Conan has been smoking this second-hand smoke for many years and can't avoid it. Whenever he smells the smoke, he feels a faint pain in his stomach and is very uncomfortable. How easy is it to "everyone quit smoking"? It is difficult for people to overcome their weaknesses. No matter who it is, it is difficult to get rid of the disease. It takes a lot of effort to cultivate new living habits.
The first time I went to Mulong Village, I was full of curiosity. This time I went, my childlike innocence weakened. If I went there again, it would be a routine, without any novelty, and I didn’t want any miracles to happen. Life is like this. The more you hate something, the more you sway, the more you like something, it is thousands of miles away from you.
If you go again, it may be weakened. What is the reason? Conan can't figure it out. It may be because of concern for home. That concern cannot be described and cannot be accurately said. What is going on? For example, what is love? Who can explain it clearly?
Conan loves and cares about his wife very much. He has feelings for women other than his wife but is not real, and is always illusory and cannot be reproduced in reality. If the body and the mind are combined into one, it is probably a super difficult thing. Men and women have absolutely different ideas. Many people are thinking, and few people get the answer. This is the so-called love.
Conan estimated that he would be trapped in love in this life and could not let go.
It is easy to think about it in the car. As he thought about it, Conan fell asleep. Until the car was sliding down quietly, Conan was awakened by the singing played by the audio in the car. The snow in Daolang played in the car, and he didn't hear what it meant. Conan didn't understand love at all, so he got married. It seemed that he never understood what love was, so he entered the life of love.
Just like a soldier who can’t fight, is involved in a war, and if he doesn’t kill people, he will be killed; or if he doesn’t resist, he will be killed, but he will be forced to take up weapons and fight the enemy. This war includes love. Sometimes, love is a war, either love, harm, or live or die. This vigorous love story, from the beginning, is destined not all stories have a perfect ending.
The car arrived at the Sanguan and entered the station. Conan didn't know how to go to Mulong Village, so he wanted to find a car at the station. So Conan got off and gave the money. The driver smiled at him. Conan said to the driver: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you!"
The driver was surprised. No one seemed to say this to him. Conan occasionally thought of thanking him. It was not easy for a driver. Conan was not related to the round-faced sister who was also a driver. It was a respect for this profession. Many people looked down on the driver. This was due to people's old concepts. Basically, society gave people the opportunity to distinguish hierarchy or class, so many people seized it, but without asking the reason, it was just a person in the game and was confused by himself.
Conan searched around the station, but couldn't find Mulong's car, only to Yiling and Jiangcheng. Conan didn't go there, and the driver was unwilling to take short-distance passengers. After the ticket checkers' guidance, Conan arrived outside the station and walked along the street in the direction of the arrival. He saw some small trucks placing along the street. A small sign was placed behind the glass in front of the car, which read "Three Passes - Mulong - Langping". It turned out that this was the concentration of short-distance buses.
Mulong is a very famous place. This is the case with a few dozen miles nearby. However, if you close your eyes for a while, you will pass by. You have no impression of it at all. In addition, you are tired from the journey and go around the mountains. You are confused. How can you remember these place names? Conan went to Mulong Village to do a project and understood this place. If you don’t go, you will ignore this place. Looking through the map, it is just a place name, and there is nothing particularly novel.
When Conan looked at these small trucks, he felt that they were loading and carrying people. It was interesting. When he was in Wei Village, he did the same. However, the cars were much larger than this one. The cars were one round trip a day. These small trucks were always going and back at any time. On the national highway, they had a larger advantage, which was convenient for passengers and for themselves.
Small cars have less fuel; large cars have less fuel. Small cars have gasoline, while large cars often burn diesel. Small cars are light and run on national highways, which is very smooth. Large cars are more bulky. When walking on mountain roads, they don’t react much and still run smoothly. Each has its own advantages. These vehicles are very practical in mountainous areas, complement each other and complement each other.
Conan got into a car, and an old man and a woman were already riding inside. The driver said, "The other person went to buy things, come back soon. As soon as she came back, she left."
Not long after, the driver answered the phone, hung up the phone, started the car, and drove forward. He said, "The man waited in front and took a lot of things, but he came."
The car slowly stopped in front of a woman. The woman placed the things into the carriage, and the driver went down to help her, but she didn't ask for any compensation. After loading the goods, the woman came in and Conan was on the side. She gave in, but she still squeezed her. Conan had to let her go again. The woman forced her to close the car door.
She wore less clothes in summer, and the woman wore denim shorts. I really didn't expect that people are really open now. It seems that she is the owner of a grocery store. She came to Sanguan to purchase goods. This car was exactly what she wanted. Even if she was not the boss or the villagers, she also liked such cars. She installed some agricultural film and fertilizers and other agricultural supplies. The small truck played a big role. Sometimes she charged money for one person, sometimes she didn't have money, and only charged passenger fares, and the money for bringing goods was waived.
The car left and swayed on the road. As the car bumped, the people in the car moved with the movement of the car, and it was not as crowded as before. However, there was a woman next to her, and Conan was willing to squeeze, so that he could have some physical contact and friction with the woman. I don’t know what happened, but the woman’s round back seat was close to Conan’s legs and rubbed for a while, and Conan’s place became hard.
The woman asked Conan: "Where to go?"
Conan said: "Mulong."
She said, "It's a coincidence that I'm from that village."
Conan said, "Oh. Are you buying the goods?"
She said: "Yes, my husband works in Shenzhen, and I just came back. Thinking about it, I can't save money even if I work. It's better to do things at home and take care of the children."
Conan said: "When will your husband come back?"
She said: "He doesn't want to come back, he doesn't have to worry about working, it's very comfortable. He just has no money."
Conan said: "You two are separated, and it is not the best way for children and families."
She said: "We have nothing to do. In some families, parents work outside, and it is even more miserable to throw their children to their grandparents."
Conan said, "Yes. Take your time."
Conan thought that there are many such women in the village and cannot live a normal life of husband and wife all year round. Over time, they are prone to marriage change. After all, they are still young and the age of firefly drying. As a peer, Conan empathizes with it. The female owner of this grocery store dresses and looks casual after all, and must have a tendency to do this. She squeezes Conan. On the one hand, there are many people in the car, and on the other hand, it may be that she desires to interact with men. Of course, it is not only a communication of thoughts, but also a physical interaction.
The car went to the Mulong Project Office and Conan got off at the village project office.
The woman didn't know where to get off the bus, so Conan was too lazy to care about it and let her go.
When I arrived at the project office, the director and the officer were there, but the secretary was not there. The director asked: "Mr. Ji, I finally came to you. How about it?"
The project officer went to make tea, and Conan said: "Fortunately, the agency is quite supportive and you need to provide a detailed plan and budget. If possible, please ask technicians to participate."
The project director said: "No problem."
The director immediately called the water pipe station manager, and the director said: "Our village has introduced an international aid project. Now the project leader, Mr. Ji, has arrived. He needs the support of the webmaster and send a capable general here."
"Yes, now!" the director continued.
The director turned off the phone and said to Conan: "Come now, have some tea first." Conan smiled and took the tea the director had just brewed for him. Strangely, the officer did not give it directly, and handed it over to the project director. Conan thought, when he came to the village, he still had such a clear distinction!
Among the teams of people in the project office, the hierarchy is serious. If you walk in front and behind, who will sit in the upper position and who will sit in the lower position during meals, you can clearly distinguish it and you cannot do it randomly. If you are messed up, it will be over. In the mild case, you will not be promoted, and in the severe case, you will also lose your "hat". Managers, project directors and officials have only entered the industry, and those who have been in the industry for a long time must learn the rules. Some rules are very clear, written on paper and hung on the wall, and you will know at a glance, and it is easy to operate. Some rules are not written out, and you will teach by words and deeds, and you need to understand them. If you understand them, you will succeed, and if you cannot understand them, you will fail.
Chapter completed!