Vol 2 Chapter 418: Fleeing man

The mood was better, and the continuous rain began to become poetic in Zhou Jiao's eyes. It would be a pity to grow mushrooms at home in such a beautiful season.
Zhang Guoqing, who was tempted by the beauty plan, took his son up without turning back, and followed his wife on the road to the provincial city.
At the provincial station, Zhang Guoqing found out that he hadn't negotiated the destination yet. To be on the safe side, he bought a train ticket to the north, planning to slip along the road with his family.
Get in the car and find a location. At this time, Zhang Guoqing discovered something abnormal. The passenger flow is very large, full of passengers. Compared with going out last summer, this time is overcrowded.
Ask Zhou Jiao and her son to sit inside, Zhang Guoqing listens to the discussion around and observes everyone's dressing.
A middle-aged man on the opposite side looked at their family of three and said with a smile: "Are you young couple taking the child with relatives? Where do you put it?"
Zhang Guoqing gave him a thumbs up, "Uncle, good eyesight! My cousin gets married, so we can't go. No, we can get out on rainy days. Uncle, is this going home or on a business trip?"
The man was praised and laughed, "Go home. I have just returned from the south, and I will be home in three hours. Alas, I finally go home. It's really hard to live out of town."
A person next to him asked curiously: "Southern? Where is that? Goodbye, you are so good at it, you ran into the gate and strolled around. I haven't passed the gate when I grow up."
The middle-aged man saw the other party with a face full of envy, and he humbly shook his hand and smiled: "It's not worth mentioning. If you want to go out, find a car to go in the opposite direction and you will definitely get out of the customs. I am every year I'm used to going to the South for business trips. This time I went the farthest. Does your province know? Just go to that pimple."
"How's that place? Are you used to eating? My work has adjusted several southerners in the past few years, and they eat differently from ours."
The middle-aged man looked around and whispered, "That place is so poor that mice don't enter the house. I just got flooded last month, so I will come back first."
"Tsk tsk...it's pitiful. We have been raining for a long time. What's wrong this day? How long have you been out this time? Do you know that we have a poor harvest this year?"
The middle-aged man shook his head, "I went out in March, and now it’s early to go home. In previous years, I had to get the first snow to get home. Brother, tell me, how is this place now? How can my wife write letters? Don't talk about it."
Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao looked at each other, and the two listened to their small talk in silence.
"...Your unit is considered good. Your disaster is not as serious as our province. I went out last week and I don't know how it is now. Do you know what our city supplies?"
When Zhang Guoqing heard this, he completely rested his thoughts on going north. His son is still young, and he plans to get off the bus in the next big city and rest for two days.
Seeing that he was feeling sleepy, he took it and hugged it in his arms and patted the child lightly. Inadvertently saw a child on the aisle looking at his son enviously. Look at that child is only half bone thin. Zhang Guoqing sighed secretly, he was another kid who suffered. Fortunately, it's summer, what should I do if this barefoot girl in winter.
Zhang Guoqing lowered his head, listening attentively to the boy talking to a man. The accent is still in Shandong province.
"Master, I'm hungry."
"Kanminger finds you and eats. Drink water, drink water and you will be full."
When Zhang Guoqing listened again, he could only hear the voice of women suppressing their voices and beating and scolding their children, and there were two older children who should stop their mothers from beating their younger brothers.
I don't know if I am a father. Hearing the child crying and crying hungry in a suppressed voice, Zhang Guoqing's nose was sore. Taking a slow breath, he raised his head and glanced at the walkway.
An old man turned his back, and there were several sturdy packages beside him. This should be someone with good conditions. Four or five children are huddled together, hidden by the old man, only a pair of black feet can be seen like African children.
Zhang Guoqing looked over the back aisle again, and there were also many people dragging their children. With so many children, it's no wonder the carriage is full.
The two middle-aged uncles on the opposite side had already drunk alcohol at the moment after communicating, probably watching the child fall asleep, or it is not suitable for others to hear. The two voices deliberately lowered. You don't need to listen carefully, you can also hear the two passengers in the train compartment, who are different from the public in tattered clothes.
Holding a book, Zhou Jiao glanced at the two opposite men indifferently, lowered her head and continued reading. She really couldn't figure out how men talk so much and so loudly. Since she got in the car, she hadn't seen the two people on the other side and stopped. This would say that she was tired and bored a couple of drinks.
After more than three hours, the announcement came to the station.
Zhang Guoqing motioned to Zhou Jiao and saw her nodding. He touched the waking son in his arms and took out the child's coat to put on him. As soon as the car stopped, everyone began to move out of the car.
When stepping out of the carriage, Zhang Guoqing quickly stuffed the two catties of food stamps and one dollar rolled into a ball into the palms of the child who had just shouted hungry, and squeezed heavily. Seeing the child's stunned expression, he didn't have time to take another look and immediately took Zhou Jiao away.
If the child yells out, then he really can't go.
He didn't want to make such irrational actions on such occasions~EbookFREE.me~ But the sentence I was hungry reminded him of the orphanage in his childhood.
What Zhang Guoqing didn't know was that when he handed the food stamps to the child, the child's grandfather happened to catch sight of him. The old man hurriedly covered the child's mouth and looked at the back of them leaving with tears in his eyes.
But even if he knew, he just smiled. He does what he wants and is not grateful for others. I only hope that the child will not go to the father hungry.
After leaving the station, the couple took their children on the bus and found a guest house not far from the downtown area. After washing, Zhou Jiao was left to accompany the child to rest in the room.
Zhang Guoqing went to the lobby of the guest house alone to inquire about local specialties and customs, and went out for a walk alone. After knowing about it, he returned to the room with the snack he bought.
Zhou Jiao fed her son, lay down for a while, saw him come in, smiled and said, "Bao, inquire, what's the situation?"
"Silly daughter-in-law, eat first to see how it tastes. I'll talk as I eat."
"Ping An, do you want to eat more?"
Seeing the child shook his head, Zhang Guoqing knew that he was full, "You mothers must like this place, especially the fruit is abundant. The local area is dominated by fruit trees and crops."
His description of avoiding the important and turning over the light made Zhou Jiao and Ping'an smile. Looking at the smiles of his wife and son, Zhang Guoqing thought it would be great.
There are too many sufferings in the world, so let's have fun in time.
The rain made the fruit on the fruit trees harvest, but it was inconvenient to store them, causing local people to lose their maximum income. Immediately afterwards, a greater difficulty-the autumn harvest. How many crops can ordinary people harvest soaked by rain?
"If the sky is sentimental and the sky is also old, the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life."
Zhang Guoqing was full of melancholy, and accompanied Zhou Jiao and her children around the city.
The rain began to rest and stop. Sometimes drizzle, sometimes torrential rain, and occasionally give some sunshine, why is it not like this in life?