Chapter 190: winter vacation
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Xu Qiu did not take the train home on the day of the holiday.
The reason is simple. The railway bureau was not run by his house, and he didn't grab the ticket on January 31.
Tickets are difficult to buy, which is a topic that cannot be avoided during the domestic Spring Festival.
Although the country has preferential treatment for student groups, such as ordinary tickets open one month in advance to grab tickets, student tickets can be grabbed two months in advance.
However, the number of student tickets is not large, and there is only one direct train from Magic City to hometown. Therefore, even two months in advance, it is still hard to find a ticket.
During the days when Xu Qiu released the tickets, every day before 3 o'clock in the afternoon, while hanging the free 361 ticket-grabbing software, he kept refreshing the 12306 ticket-buying software in his mobile phone on time and on the hour.
Finally, the hard work paid off, he got the hard sleeper ticket for February 1.
In fact, if you take the second place and choose hard seat tickets, you'd better grab some.
But hard seat...
I think that when he returned home for the Chinese New Year the year before last, he didn't buy a sleeper ticket, and ended up sitting in a hard seat for more than 20 hours.
Because of the existence of seat tickets and the fact that many people only return home once a year, they carry a lot of luggage and want to move around in the car, go to the toilet, etc., which is very inconvenient.
In addition, the smell in the compartment is very indescribable, the taste of old sauerkraut, the taste of braised beef, mixed with sweat, unknown smell...
Also, a hard seat is not as easy to fall asleep as a sleeper, even if you fall asleep, you will always be awakened by inexplicable sounds.
Xu Qiu also ignored the choice of flying home.
First of all, the price of air tickets is expensive, and the round trip is up to 3,000. There are student tickets for hard sleepers on the train, which can be discounted. The round trip adds up to less than 600.
Secondly, there are no direct planes. The planes that stop by are not available every day. In most cases, you need to transfer in Kyoto or other cities, and you may even spend the night. Tossing back and forth, it may consume time and energy. No less than the train, too much trouble.
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The next day, the magic city station.
After checking the ticket and getting on the train, Xu Qiu climbed to the upper bunk alone and put away his schoolbag.
He didn't bring any luggage, he only carried a school bag, only a laptop and some food for the car. He didn't bring anything more, like clothes and shoes at home.
The lower berth of the hard sleeper ticket is the most expensive, and the upper berth is the cheapest, but the difference is not much, usually a few to a dozen yuan.
Many people like the lower bunk, but Xu Qiu prefers the upper bunk because no one disturbs him.
Although Modu Station is not the starting station, the stay time is not short.
After he got on the train, it took more than twenty minutes before the train started slowly.
A female flight attendant, who looked more than 30 years old, walked over from one end of the carriage.
"Upper bunk No. 1, ticket exchange."
"Please show me your ticket."
After a while, she walked under Xu Qiu's bunk.
Xu Qiu took the initiative to pass the ticket along with the student ID.
He bought a student ticket. As usual, the conductor must verify the student ID, mainly the validity period and the boarding section written on the ID.
After seeing the words "Madu Comprehensive University" on the student ID, the flight attendant took an extra look at Xu Qiu.
After flipping through the inspection, she inserted the ticket into the ticket holder and handed back the student ID together with a plastic card.
Xu Qiu took it and habitually said "Thank you".
The plastic card looks like it has been used for a long time, the pattern on it has been blurred, and the car number and shop number can be vaguely seen.
...
The journey was very peaceful, there were no twists and turns.
The other five bunks around are quiet, but there are occasional children crying in the distance.
The middle bunk next to her was a girl of the same age who looked fair, and was also in the car at the Modu Station. Xu Qiu paid more attention.
I saw her student ID when I exchanged tickets before. She is a student of Magic University of Finance and Economics. She should be the same as him, returning home during the New Year.
Speaking of the Handan campus of Mordu Comprehensive University, it is only across the street from Mordu University of Finance and Economics, but Xu Qiu has no interest in coming forward to strike up a conversation.
On the way, Xu Qiu entered the simulation laboratory I and II.
He just went in to take a look at the simulation laboratory I, and then exited to the simulation laboratory II, and then completely copied the former's equipment and pharmaceutical reagents.
His main purpose is to try to open the simulation laboratory II, let the simulation experimenter help him to carry out some preliminary research work, such as the synthesis of the simplest PDI molecule.
However, after some exploration, he found that only the experiments he had conducted before can be carried out by simulation experimenters.
That is, the current simulation experimenters do not have the ability to spontaneously explore new directions, and can only expand horizontally on the basis of Xu Qiu.
For example, he had synthesized P4T-2OD before and asked the simulation experimenter to synthesize P4T-2HD. This level is OK.
But let him do PDI, he can't act, because Xu Qiu has never done it now.
After thinking about it for a while, Xu Qiu decided to shelve this plan for the time being, or wait until the vacation is over and return to school.
As for going to the simulation laboratory I to do it in person, and then let the simulation experimenter start...
This can be done, but it is not necessary.
When it's time to rest, still have to rest.
...
Get off at the station.
A cold air rushed toward his face, Xu Qiu hurriedly tightened the collar of the padded jacket and walked toward the inside of the station.
He checked in advance on the train, and the outdoor temperature is now minus ten degrees Celsius.
This year is not cold. In the same period of previous years, the lowest temperature could even reach below minus 20 degrees Celsius.
He remembered the song Jiujiu that was widely circulated in his childhood:
I didn't make a move in 1929, and I walked on the ice in 3,99, and 69. Looking at the willows along the river, the Qijiu River was frozen open, and the swallows came in eighty-nine, nine-nine plus one-nine, and cattle walking everywhere.
The number nine is counted from the day of the winter solstice, which is the first day of the nineteenth.
Calculated in this way, today happens to be during the 4th and 9th period, and the 3rd and 9th and forty-nine are the coldest seasons of winter.
Xu Qiu entered the station, crossed the platform, and came to the exit.
The management of the station here is loose. Most of the time, you can leave the station without checking the ticket.
The parents have been waiting outside the station, eagerly waiting.
Xu Qiu joined them, and the three of them quickly walked towards the car.
The air conditioner was on in the car, it was not too cold, and Xu Qiu was chatting all the way.
The topics remain unchanged for thousands of years:
"How are you doing in the research group?"
"Do you get along well with other seniors and sisters?"
"How is school life?"
"Lack of living expenses?"
"Did you talk about girlfriends?"
Xu Qiu patiently replied one by one: "Good, good, good, no shortage, no."
Then, it is inevitable to be nagged again:
"Hurry up, your dad's friend's XXX is about to get married..."
"When can I hold a grandson..."
Xu Qiu could only laugh in embarrassment. There were still many generation gaps between him and the previous generation.
Especially the generation of grandpa and grandpa came out of the village, and they have a strong obsession with childbirth.
Xu Qiu has a lot of Buddhism in this area, not to mention anything else, he has to consider getting married and having children, at least he has to wait for his doctoral degree.
Or later, after finishing the post-doctorate, the work will stabilize.
At that time, he might be thirty...
It’s not that there weren’t people who got married during Ph.D, but the proportion was very small. At least Xu Qiu observed that the proportion was definitely less than 30%, maybe only 10%?
Even the young doctors are still single, like the two in the group.
When he returned home, he was finally quieter. Xu Qiu found his own big bed, spread it with big letters, and lay on it.
This is the feeling of home, and it is quite warm.
The winter in my hometown is very cold, but because of the heating, it is warmer indoors than Demon.
Of course, if you go out, as long as you stay outside for ten minutes, you will immediately be beaten back to its original shape and be frozen into a dog.
Unless you wrap yourself into a big dumpling with three pieces inside and three pieces outside, it would be very inconvenient to act like that, and it would be too ugly.
...
In the next few days, Xu Qiu stayed at home, and his life repeated between eating, sleeping, and reading novels.
In my hometown, there are currently no classmates who are still in contact. There used to be a few, but they have not been in contact with each other for many years after graduation, and the relationship has gradually become estranged.
The only ones who are still in contact are a few friends who have grown up playing with them, which can be regarded as the relationship of the father's generation.
Xu Qiu's father, Xu Hongwen High School attended a vocational high school in his hometown, majoring in accounting.
At that time, many students of the same level stayed in the local area to develop, and they still had contact with each other from time to time. As a result, their children became acquainted with each other since childhood, forming a small circle.
Xu Qiu is an outlier in this small circle. He is the only one who has left the province from the university. Apart from him, everyone else has chosen to develop in the province.
Two of them didn't pass the bachelor's degree, so they went to the vocational high school where their father was.
The teacher who taught Xu Hongwen and the others at the time has now become the vice principal. The juniors will also take care of them after entering, at least it is no problem to get a certificate.
Several other people took the undergraduate or junior college entrance examinations in the province. Two went to the provincial capital, and one went to the second largest city in the province. The best one was admitted to a university named after the province. The only one except Xu Qiu.
Two days before the Chinese New Year, the second generation Wu Tengfei, who runs a local supermarket at home, organized a party and invited people from small circles.
Wu Tengfei, Xu Qiu, and another Hu Yao, the three of them played best when they were young.
In addition, Xu Qiu had been at home for a long time and was a little bored, so he readily agreed.
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The gathering place is a hot pot restaurant.
Including Xu Qiu, all four men and two women in the small circle arrived, and three of them brought extra "family members."
So there are five men and four women in total. Nine people found a private room and sat down around a round table.
Wu Tengfei took three bottles of liquor from home, the 42-degree walnut old cellar. He put the wine on the table and directly greeted the waiter:
"Ten catties of mutton slices, and vegetables, potatoes, lotus root slices, lettuce, mushrooms, chrysanthemum, lettuce..."
Afterwards, he looked at the girl at the table, and said, "I'll have another box of coconut milk and a bottle of Sprite. They need a big bottle."
Xu Qiu glanced at the menu, and the prices in his hometown were indeed much cheaper than Modu, 38 per catty of mutton and 10 yuan per plate of vegetables, which added up to about 500 yuan.
The hot pot restaurant here is not like Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot, the pot is a copper pot, the bottom of the pot is clear water and white soup, and at most, some sliced green onion and are added.
The dipping materials are extremely limited. There is only one type of sesame sauce conventionally. As for the other types, they are some dipping materials bought by the store from the supermarket.
The main thing to eat is the original taste of the ingredients.
Before long, the hot pot boiled.
Plates of meat and vegetables were also brought up by the waiter, filling the entire table.
Before the official start of eating, Wu Tengfei got up, opened a bottle of wine, and had a dinner with his peers. As the host, he had to pour a glass of wine for each boy.
At this time, Hu Yao, who was sitting next to Xu Qiu, took a look at the glass, and said, "The glass here should be two or two. There are five of us. One bottle of wine is definitely not enough. Let's open another bottle. "
This is also a custom in my hometown. When you pour liquor, you must fill the glass. Normally, a bottle of 500ml of wine is less than a catty.
"Okay, then you help me greet Xu Qiu," Wu Tengfei nodded and said: "He ran back from the magic city so far, our brothers must entertain him."
Hearing that Xu Qiu had returned from the Demon Capital, several "family members" looked at him curiously.
"I'll do it myself." Xu Qiu waved his hand hurriedly. Just thinking about getting up, he was pushed back to the seat by Hu Yao. The opponent was too tall and he couldn't resist, so he had to give up.
Hu Yao skillfully unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle, first poured a full glass for Xu Qiu, and then filled himself with it.
The three of Wu Tengfei's side also poured the wine, and the other four girls poured their drinks.
After that, Wu Tengfei returned to his seat and raised his head, "Thank you everyone for giving me the face. To join this party, let's go one first."
Everyone stood up to respond, and touched their glasses above the table.
Xu Qiu took a big sip, roughly a quarter of a cup, and instantly felt hot in his throat.
I haven't seen each other for a year, and it's a bit rusty. However, this cup of wine has brought the relationship closer in an instant.
Next, everyone had a meal and a drink while communicating in twos and threes. The main topics were eating, drinking and having fun, campus gossip, inheritance of family business, examination of civil servants, and some current affairs.
Xu Qiu didn't take the initiative to talk and talk, most of the time he acted as a listener, listening with a smile.
Occasionally when asked about his current situation, he focused on talking about things like "Madu is pretty good", "I plan to continue to study in Madu afterwards", and "Play at Madu when I have time."
Afterwards, Xu Qiu also had mixed feelings in the face of admiration, regret, or nonsensical gaze.
He couldn't help thinking, if he chooses to take root in the Demon Capital in the future, he will eventually become estranged from the people in this small circle.
Four years of undergraduate degree, five years of doctoral degree, nine years in total, once left home, maybe never come back again.
After the meal, Wu Tengfei and the others still had activities, saying they would go to KTV to show off their singing.
Xu Qiu declined. Today, acquaintances persuaded him to drink. He probably drank half a catty of wine, which was already close to his limit.
Fortunately, the alcohol is not high, but it is still a little dizzy.
He took a taxi and went straight home.
...
In the days that followed, I returned to the life repeated between eating, sleeping, and reading novels at home.
Soon, on New Year’s Eve, a family of three would eat New Year’s Eve dinner at home, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and have activities such as fireworks and fireworks.
Xu Qiu felt that maybe he had grown up, and now the New Year has no taste.
He still remembered that when he was a child, Wanghuo was made of coal and dry wood at his own home. Now, Wanghuo is in charge of the community property. It is more convenient and lasting to use honeycomb, but it always feels lost.
The same is true for fireworks. When I was young, I was in the countryside, and there were not many things to play with. During the New Year, I could hold various cannons for a long time.
For example, if the two kicks are placed sideways, or a firecracker is covered with an iron basin, then the iron basin will be blown up very high, because it is in the countryside and there are not many hidden dangers.
However, once he took off and threw the cannonball in the basin, but he ran slowly, and the basin bounced up and hit his hand. Fortunately, the power of the cannonball was not great. The hand hurts for a few days, leaving nothing behind. Sequelae.
And now, looking at the big and small fireworks in the warehouse, he has no desire to play.
These cannons were bought by Xu Hongwen. There are several colleagues in his unit who do business in this area every Chinese New Year. He sells fireworks and firecrackers. He has a thin skin and is indeed in demand. He buys two from his colleagues every year. Three hundred dollars cannon.
Time came to midnight.
Xu Qiu sent New Year’s greetings to relatives and friends, including several people in the research group, and Teacher Wei. The content was copied from other people’s side. After changing the name, it became his own. Up.
However, he doesn't like group sending, each one is sent separately with a title.
Xu Qiu thinks that a few years ago, New Year's greeting messages should be sent in advance, otherwise they would not be sent until 12 o'clock on the hour, or the line might be blocked, and it would take more than a little to receive.
But now that text messages are smooth, people are beginning to use WeChat to celebrate the New Year.
At this time, many New Year red envelopes appeared in the WeChat group.
Xu Qiu grabbed a few at random, and most of them prompted "Hands are slow, red envelopes are over." Occasionally, it was just a few cents.
He doesn't care too much, the red envelopes are mainly a lottery.
Then he sent out several New Year red envelopes in several major groups.
...
The days after the year were busy.
You need to hang around with relatives and wait at home for other people to come to visit you.
Most of the relatives on the mother's side like to play, get together to play cards, rub mahjong and so on.
The relatives on my father's side are relatively better off, and they are more particular about eating and drinking more.
Halfway through, Xu Qiu also received a call from Teacher Wei, saying, "He asked for AFM, but the editor did not accept it. He plans to re-appoint the editor of ACSEnergyLetter"
Xu Qiu was not very surprised. He took the time to spend more than an hour, using ENDNOTE to change the format of the document to ACS, and then sent the file to Teacher Wei by email again.
The days without experimentation flew fast, and soon it was time to return to school.
Compared with the time set by the research group, it was delayed by one day. Xu Qiu had already talked to Teacher Wei in advance.
He brought some hometown specialties and set off on the journey again.