The afternoon sunlight shines freely on the empty fields, and the earth-yellow road stretches into an invisible distance.
The mountains in the distance are rolling.
The mountains are not the usual indigo color, but an indescribable jet black.
It was as if a large lump of viscous oil was slowly squirming and flowing.
But if you look closely, you will see that the dark mountains are motionless.
He stood there silently, as if he had not changed since ancient times.
Alas, the air pollution is too serious.
The beautiful green mountains were dyed black.
Wang Qing sighed and looked away from the car window.
There were only two people on this bus, Wang Qing and the driver.
The car is obviously very old.
Driving on the road, it shook and made a creaking sound.
It sounded like someone was grinding his teeth in his ear.
In the carriage, both the floor and the walls were covered in large areas of dark yellow grease.
On the seats, a large number of dark purple patches were solidified in the shape of splashes.
Wang Qing suspected that this car had not been cleaned for decades.
If she hadn't been standing in the empty bus stop, basking in the sun for nearly six hours, and not waiting for any other bus except this one.
She absolutely would not get in this car.
But seriously.
The farm that my grandfather left to me is a bit too remote, right?
Surprisingly, this is the only bus that can get there.
The matter started a week ago——
After one year of preparation for the exam, Wang Qing failed to pass the civil service exam.
She wants to find a job, but she just graduated from an ordinary university and cannot compete with those graduates from the 211 and 985 prestigious universities.
While he was worrying about employment, Wang Qing suddenly received a letter from his grandfather whom he had not heard from for a long time.
In the letter, her grandfather told her that he had a farm in the countryside and hoped that she could go back and inherit it and run it well.
Along with the letter came a mobile phone and a map to the farm.
Thinking that it might be good to start his own business, Wang Qing packed his luggage and set foot on the road to the farm.
"Crunch——"
The sharp and long grinding sound of gears.
The bus stopped.
The radio blared "stab la tat la" a few times, and then a cold and mechanical female voice sounded:
"Dear passengers, Mingri Farm has arrived. Passengers arriving at the station, please bring your belongings and prepare to get off. The next stop is Goutou Village."
Wang Qing picked up the bag at hand and stood up.
Just as she was about to get off the bus, she suddenly remembered something and looked at the bus driver sitting in the driver's seat.
"Sister driver, the car is too dirty. You'd better clean it when you have time."
There is only one bus to and from the farm, and Wang Qing estimates that he may have to take this bus again in the future.
She really couldn't stand such a dirty and messy environment.
The driver was wearing work clothes, and his light blue shirt was stained.
The long black hair seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and the locks were tangled together, covering the face in a mess.
At this moment, she was hunched over the steering wheel, motionless.
Wang Qing stared at the driver, waiting for her answer.
On the radio, the sound of electricity suddenly became louder.
"Stab, sting, dear passengers, Mingri Farm has arrived."
"Stab, sting, sting—passengers arriving at the station, please bring your belongings and prepare to get off."
I wonder if it was Wang Qing’s misunderstanding.
The originally cold and mechanical female voice seemed to gradually become sharper and change its tone.
Caught in the "sizzling" sound of electricity,
It was like someone was scratching the wall with their fingernails.
Wang Qing: "Sister driver, is it time for the loudspeaker in your car to be repaired?"
With a "click", the sharp female voice on the radio stopped abruptly.
finally,
The driver slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Qing.
"Hoo ho... get off... ho ho... car..."
It was like there was a hole in his throat, and air was leaking out every time he uttered a word.
well.
What a poor woman.
It must be hard to drive a bus alone, right? My throat is so dry, it sounds like I haven't drank water for a long time.
Wang Qing thought for a while.
I feel that what I just said may have hit a nerve.
After all, there are obviously very few passengers on this road, and the money she can make must be very little.
My hair is messy, probably because I haven't had the money to get a haircut for a long time; my uniform is dirty and torn, and I don't have the money to buy a new one.
I guess I don’t have much money to wash my car or repair my speakers.
Wang Qing couldn't help but feel guilty.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out two hairpins.
It's pink and decorated with cute bows.
"Sister Driver, this is for you."
The driver was silent, staring at Wang Qing through his messy hair.
Wang Qing handed over the bow-tie hairpin but didn't take it.
Wang Qing glanced at the driver's hands on the steering wheel and suddenly realized.
Although there are very few passengers on this road, even though the bus is so dirty that it feels like it will be scrapped in the next second.
However, the driver still sticks to his job and rushes back and forth.
What does this mean?
It shows that the driver is a dedicated person!
How can a dedicated driver keep his hands off the steering wheel while working?
Wang Qing understood immediately.
She admires this kind of professional woman who is dedicated to her job the most.
so--
"Don't move, I'll help you."
As she spoke, she stepped forward.
The driver seemed a little anxious and suddenly stretched his head towards Wang Qing.
It was like his neck was broken and his head flew out alone.
At the moment when the driver's face was almost completely touching Wang Qing's face.
One hand covered the driver's head and pushed her back again.
"Hey, why are you so polite? I know it's inconvenient for you, so I'll just come and help you."
Wang Qing held down the driver with one hand and pushed away the thick mess of hair covering the driver's face with the other.
Use bow hairpins, one on the left and one on the right, to lock the hair.
"good."
Wang Qing let go of his hand, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
After Wang Qing took his hand away, the driver's neck seemed to be a section shorter.
The head seems to be embedded in the shoulders on both sides.
But this is only a minor issue.
At least with the hair clipped on, you don't have to worry about not being able to see the road clearly when driving.
Wang Qing felt that the gift he gave was indeed very suitable.
I believe the driver must also like it very much.
Unfortunately, the driver was too shy to say thank you.
However, Wang Qing is a very considerate person.
"You're welcome," she said gently.
driver:"……"
After a perfect social interaction, Wang Qing was satisfied.
She turned around, picked up her suitcase and got out of the car.
"Crunch——"
The car door quickly closed behind Wang Qing.
Swirling up a puff of dust, we headed towards the next stop.
As expected, he was very dedicated. As soon as he got off the bus, the driver couldn't wait to rush to the next stop. He must be worried that the passengers would be impatient.
Although there may not necessarily be passengers waiting for the bus on this road.
Wang Qing stared at the dark red exhaust gas of the bus going away and felt emotional.
It wasn't until the car drove out of sight that Wang Qing turned his head and looked at the farm in front of him, taking a serious look at it.
The farm probably hasn't been taken care of for a long time.
The outer wall is covered with mottled dark red dirt, the rusty iron gate is tightly closed, and the ground is covered with rotten branches and leaves.
There is even a faint smell of salty rust in the air.
"Sunday Farm?"
Wang Qing frowned and read out the words on the sign at the door.
"Alas, it has been abandoned for so long, and the paint on the sign has fallen off."
The paint on the "Ming" character of "Tomorrow Farm" has peeled off, leaving only half of it.
Later, when she makes money, she must change the farm to a neon sign.
Wang Qing was thinking about it and walked forward to push the door open.
One push.
No push.
strangeness.
Wang Qing frowned.
The strength in his hand increased, and he pressed the iron door hard toward the inside.
The two tightly closed iron doors were slightly bent when she pushed them.
Finally, it made a "crunching" sound due to the overwhelming weight.
Sharp, harsh.
"Excuse me, is this Ms. Wang?"
A young man's voice suddenly came from the iron gate.
There is actually someone there?
Wang Qing was stunned.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Wang, I didn't know you were arriving today, so I couldn't greet you in time."
The man's tone is gentle, elegant and polite.
He paused and said, "Can you please stop pushing in? This door opens outward."
"Oh." Wang Qing suddenly realized why she couldn't push her away.
Reach out and pull.
The iron door made a long "click" sound, feeling relieved.
Slowly opened in front of Wang Qing.
