The green train is like a green python passing through a cave and crossing a river bridge. Outside Danshui City is the 800-mile branch of the Qinling Mountains, with mountains connected to the mountains, lush greenery, and trees climbing to the sky. The river surrounds the village like a green jade belt, and Cangshan Mountain
,field.
In the carriage, Qin Zhigao reported and read, while fat man Song Yuanfang drank water and looked at the scenery outside the window.
"Have you found your photography?" Fatty Song Yuanfang stared at Qin Zhigao, whose head and neck were covered by newspapers.
"I'm not a famous photographer. How could I be chosen every time? I didn't deliberately look for it. I read article after article slowly. The journey is still long!" Qin Zhigao didn't show his head, but still read with gusto.
"I really don't understand, what's so interesting about a broken newspaper? Look outside the window at the egrets flying and the cows plowing the fields. I am the fat god." Fatty Song Yuanfang teased, happily. The two passengers beside Qin Zhigao pursed their lips.
Laugh. The fat man has nothing to worry about.
The train rumbled through a very long tunnel, and the light suddenly dimmed. Qin Zhigao finally put down the newspaper to rest his eyes, and a passenger next to him borrowed it.
"Eh? Yuanfang..." Qin Zhigao had just finished shouting. The customers next to him and the passengers on the opposite side looked over at once, looking at the fat man from top to bottom. They didn't look like Di Renjie's adviser at all, and couldn't help but smile.
Well, Qin Zhigao understood immediately and smiled evilly at the fat man.
"I misunderstood, no, I am Yuanfang Yuanfang, not Yuanfang of Grandpa Di's counselor Yuanfang, but I don't misunderstand my appearance. My limbs are round and my body is square. It can also be called round, but I lack tendons.
Xian, it’s okay for everyone to think so.” The fat man’s humorous seriousness made everyone laugh again.
"Classmate, which university did you study in Wuhan?" A passenger next to him struck up a conversation in good faith. This fat man was so unrestrained and self-deprecating. His experience must be extraordinary, and his wisdom was also extraordinary.
"From Chubing University." The fat man narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was doing.
"Oh, Wuhan Institute of Catering, that's great. It doesn't cost anything to eat, and you can stay in Wuhan International Hotel to work in the future. It's a good school." The tourists praised it endlessly.
Qin Zhigao glared at the fat man, who lowered his head and smiled. Qin Zhigao explained: "The nickname he gave to Wuhan University."
"Oh, Chubing University, why didn't I expect that Wuhan University sells cooking pancakes?" The man slapped his head and cursed himself, "I'm such a loser."
"Fifty-one questions were asked, and fifty-one answered incorrectly. This is due to narrow-minded thinking about similar associations. Cooking biscuits and eating are similar, and they are accidentally related to Wu Dalang. In addition to Wu Dalang, others can also make sesame biscuits, so it is easy to guess wrong."
"Where should you go to Wuhan University? You should go to Communication University in Benshan." The man was amused by what the fat man said.
"He really wanted to go to Wuhan University, but Wuhan University didn't admit him, so he said the grapes were sour." Qin Zhigao winked and laughed.
"It's not you who insists on dragging me to apply for the Chinese University of Technology. Wuhan University is my dream. Cherry blossoms are flying all over the sky. Walking with your girlfriend under the cherry blossom trees is such a romantic feeling." The fat man showed a resentful expression.
There was another burst of laughter in the carriage.
When the train arrived in Xiangyang, the two passengers in the same row got off the train, and several students got on the carriage. One of them was a girl. She was petite, with delicate features, and as cute as water. She saw two empty seats at a glance, and immediately said:
A man next to him said: "Brother, there are two seats there." The man had a short head, a long face, and a high nose. He looked much older than the girl. He wore a gold watch in his left hand and a briefcase in his right hand. He looked at it.
He glanced at Qin Zhigao and said to the girl: "There are empty seats over there, sit over there."
The girl said "Oh" and walked towards the back row. The two empty seats in front of Qin Zhigao and Song Yuanfang were occupied by two male students who had squeezed in from behind.
The man arranged for the girl to sit next to a female passenger in the back row, then he came back and got off the train through the front door. Passing by Qin Zhigao and Song Yuanfang, he took a special look at the handsome and tall Qin Zhigao, looking like he was about to eat him.
His bad looks. Good looks make people of the opposite sex like him, but also make people of the same sex hate him.
Qin Zhigao didn't notice this discordant scene at all and continued to ask the fat man Song Yuanfang the question he just asked.
"Song Yuanfang..." Qin Zhigao was afraid that the people around him would misunderstand again, so he simply called her by her name: "Is the girl who was chasing the train on the platform and throwing things in from the window just now the girlfriend of Brother Yuangeng?
?”
"Yes, I heard from my brother that the owner's daughter likes him." The fat man was not sure, so he spoke in a reluctant tone, and continued: "Even the underwear I wore was bought by her. Once, I went to the villa to play,
I went to the stream to take a bath with my brother. There were two little birds embroidered on his underwear, which almost made me laugh. I said, 'Brother, why did you buy underwear with such a meaning?' My brother said with his face flushed.
'It's inconvenient for him to go into the city, so the owner's daughter helped buy it.' Do you think this was meant to tease my brother?"
"Maybe I bought it by the price. I didn't see clearly. Are there any other men in the village?" Qin Zhigao felt that Song Yuangeng's legs were disabled and it was impossible for the daughter of the village owner to fall in love with him.
"My brother is hired by Huazhuang to recruit florists. There are men in the village who are farmers from the surrounding areas. They are temporary hires and are only busy for a few days. I understand what you mean. You mean that Ji Meihua doesn't like me.
Brother." The fat man stared into Qin Zhigao's eyes and read his thoughts.
Qin Zhigao and Song Yuangeng, Song Yuanfang grew up playing together, and did not shy away from talking about it. He said directly: "Yes, Ji Meihua is beautiful and capable, and her family is a rich man. She can't just pick any kind of family, even if she likes it.
Your brother, can her family agree?"
When the fat man thought about it, what Qin Zhigao said made sense, but the fat man was a person who was good at relieving his sorrows, so he said harshly: "The daughters of landlords generally fall in love with the long-term workers. If you watch TV series, most of the landlord's daughters run away with the long-term workers in the end."
"Okay, I like this ending." Qin Zhigao was just regretting why he was talking about this and didn't know how to smooth things over. Seeing what the fat man said, he quickly followed the fat man's words and went down the steps.
The chat no longer continued, Qin Zhigao casually picked up the newspaper thrown on the table in front of the car window. The fat man took the food Song Yuangeng bought for them and the raw peanuts grown in Huazhuang from the bracket to eat, and distributed it to
People sitting together.
Qin Zhigao had just peeled a peanut and fed it to his mouth when he choked on a piece of news in the newspaper and coughed violently. He shouted to the fat man: "Old Song, your news." The fat man glanced at him sideways and said, "Yes.
Song Dandan’s Spring Festival Gala skit, Song Shixiong’s comments on Chinese football, two sisters Soong Meiling and Song Qingling getting together in Beijing...”
"No...no, it's really your old Song family news. Your eldest brother Song Yuanyuan reported it. If you don't believe it, just take a look." Qin Zhigao spread the newspaper on the table, and a piece of news came into view, "Danshui City Star
Song Yuanyuan, general manager of Xingyao Auto Parts Company of Zhao Group, was named one of the top ten outstanding entrepreneurs." Here is what Song Yuanyuan said about the company's development prospects.
"He is not my brother. I only have one brother named Song Yuangeng, the long-time manager of Huazhuang." The fat man glanced quickly, feeling cold all over his body. Then he grabbed the newspaper and threw it out of the window. There was a strong wind outside the car window, and the newspaper followed him like a kite.
The wind floats on the vast water under the river bridge.