The train moves forward steadily with its unique rhythm. Along with its rhythmic sound, the atmosphere in the carriage also has several different stages of ups and downs throughout the day.
Usually, there is a lively atmosphere after a meal, and most of the passengers spend the rest of the time napping or half asleep.
And now it happened to be not long after dinner. The passengers who had slept all afternoon suddenly became energetic, and the carriage quickly became lively.
I saw that at this time, some friends started playing cards together, and some people who recognized each other as fellow villagers began to chat. Some were listening to music, some were reading, and some were watching other people play. In short, no one was asleep at this time. , everyone has something to do.
At this moment, a group of middle-aged men who looked like migrant workers standing in the aisle began to chat loudly and loudly about what they had seen and heard.
"That place in Dongguan is really easy to make money. I've only made 20,000 yuan in just over a year since I left. I can't bear to leave!" A short, stocky man with a strong Sichuan accent spoke first.
"Yes Sa, no wonder everyone in the village ran outside. It turns out that there is really a golden nest over there!"
A short and stocky man holding a pot lid on his head also sighed and said, as if there was indeed endless gold and endless money to be made in Dongguan, which they both claimed.
"Then you two will stay in Dongguansha and come back to ask for help!"
After listening to their words, another strong man with the same accent said sarcastically.
Judging from his attitude, it seemed that he was somewhat inconsistent with the statements of the two previous companions. This attracted the attention of some nearby passengers.
"Sigh... I'm making money here just to get a wife. After I get a wife, I will definitely go back to Shasha!"
The short man who spoke first sighed when he heard the words. After giving a seemingly helpless reason, he immediately made his future plans clear.
"Begging for a wife! I think you will lose your wife if you beg for a wife!" The strong man replied with a mocking tone.
"You, the youngest, are saying this. Are the ladies still unhappy when I make money outside? Are they insecure?" The short man looked a little dissatisfied.
"Just say you are a fool. Just ask Hijab Li, whose village is not far from yours, and he will tell you what's going on!"
The muscular man shook his head repeatedly when he heard the words. There was anger in his voice but he did not answer. Instead, he directly handed over the task of answering to the man holding the Jarhead, as if the Jarhead could explain the matter clearly. And that Jarhead was on the same side as this short man.
Seeing the sudden change in the situation, the passengers around him became even more interested. More people stopped what they were doing and listened intently to their conversation. Among them, Zhan Yitian was also listening calmly.
When Jarhead saw the muscular man, he actually pushed the topic to himself, and for a moment he looked embarrassed. When he saw the curious looks from the passengers around him, his mouth moved several times but finally closed it without answering.
"Ji Tou Li, what's going on? Didn't you just say that everyone in your village was running outside?" The short man was obedient and immediately asked about Guo Jia Tou with a twist of his head.
Jarhead heard that the short man really asked him, but he raised his left hand and grabbed his head, but still did not answer, as if this question was extremely difficult to answer.
"What's wrong with you? Aren't they going to dig up Jinwowo?" The short man continued to ask, with the momentum of breaking the casserole and asking the truth.
"Oh... I'm going to dig for gold, but all the men and women in the village are digging..."
Hearing the short man's tireless questions, Jarhead couldn't bear it anymore. He had to sigh and replied with a strange tone, as if it was a big deal for more people to dig. Same thing as it should be.
And the strange voice of the Jarhead made the short man Monk Zhang Er even more confused. Affected by Jarhead just now, the short man couldn't help but scratch his head. But when he scratched his head with snowflakes dancing around and couldn't think of a reason, he still asked again with a flat mouth.
"Wouldn't it be better if the whole village mobilized to dig out Jinwowo? No wonder the houses in your village are built so fast. This is a good thing! Is there anything wrong?"
Seeing that the short man still didn't understand, Jarhead didn't bother to answer anymore. Instead, he closed his mouth and stood aside in silence.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
Not only was the short man anxious, but many passengers also became more and more confused as they listened, as if what these men and women in their village went out to do was somewhat shady.
"Oh, I said you are just a fool! It's okay for us men to go out and work hard to make money, but those women are gone... Oh, it's okay, don't talk about it. This time I will go back and clean up the house at home. Once we're done, we won't go out. We don't have anything else, and the air and scenery are still unique. We can still make money by collecting some mountain products and selling them in the future!"
Seeing that Jarhead stopped talking, the muscular man, who was annoyed by the short man's quarrel, took up the conversation again.
The passengers around heard what the muscular man said, and some experienced passengers immediately understood the meaning from it, and soon people were whispering to each other, and from time to time they were mixed with strange looks and contemptuous words. Eyes.
Zhan Tiantian also frowned at this time. With his ears and eyes, he had already understood the problem from those whispers, but he didn't know whether this way of making money was right or wrong, but everything has a cause and a result, and there is a talent for life. There is extinction. Zhan Tiantian believes that all of these will enter their own cycles and find their own solutions.
After understanding this, Zhan Tiantian smiled slightly and didn't care too much.
But the short man still didn't quite understand, and when he heard the strong man talking about the environment in his hometown, he even more disapproved and said: "What's the use of our poor and beautiful scenery? We go back every time." We are all on tenterhooks, for fear that if we meet any unlucky driver or a careless driver, our life will be ruined! If I marry my wife, I will stop living in that poor ditch and take my wife with me to Dongguan to dig for gold!"
"Taotao, you are such a fool. Once you make your wife someone else's, or if you get sick and come back, I will treat you like a bear!"
Jarhead, who had been silent for a long time, heard the short man still talking about his dream of gold mining, but he became extremely annoyed and explained the gold mining incident in detail. As soon as these words were spoken, Jarhead suddenly felt regretful and lowered his head, and said no more.
Jarhead's words finally made the short man understand. His face suddenly froze, and after a moment of stunned surprise, he lowered his head and could no longer say a word!
However, some passengers around them who were like short men and had just understood the meaning of the words exploded in anger. The sarcasm, ridicule and scolding suddenly started to mix around the three migrant workers, which made the three people feel extremely. Unbearable and angry.
However, these three people did not defend themselves. Although they were all doing a real job and exerted real strength, they were just influenced by their fellow countrymen. At this moment, they were so embarrassed and angry that they did not even have the courage to refute. No more.
However, after a moment of commotion, the muscular man Pu Hou spoke again with expectation on his face.
"Now the country is planning to build a highway. Once this highway is completed, it will completely replace the current Sichuan-Tibet Highway. It is estimated that within a few years, our area will be better and there will not be so many people in need. Go out to work."
"Yes, when the highway is built, it will be much safer for us to go in and out. But we still have to take a lot of risks if we go back now. Many people die every year on this road!" Maybe in order to get rid of the current situation. Unable to tolerate the atmosphere, Jarhead also started talking.
"Sigh... It doesn't matter if some people like us from poor valleys die on this road, but the scenery on this road is unique. Some tourists from other places go to this road every year, and as a result, more people die! "
The strong man was full of contradictions in his heart at this time, but it was not difficult to tell from his words that the Sichuan-Tibet Line was really a very dangerous road, and many kinds of people died on that road every year.
"That's right. There are either mudslides or landslides on this road. In addition, most of the road hangs on the edge of a cliff, and the road surface is narrow. If there is a wrong car or something, I am scared to death every time! Some time ago, I also heard from one of our fellow villagers that another car overturned into the river at Erlang Mountain, and not even the bodies of the people in the car fell!"
The short man didn't have a good impression of the current Sichuan-Tibet Highway. The few words he interrupted at this moment made the passengers around him turn their heads in shock. Some passengers sitting on their backs even turned over. He leaned down on his seat and listened to their conversation.
"Alas... Erlang Mountain is nothing! I don't know how many cars and people fell down on that dangerous section of Tongmai Road. Fortunately, we have never been there, but those tourists who want to go there have to ask for their own compensation. Dofulo!"
"Tongmai Tianyuan! Is that the natural danger that is often reported in the news? Is it really that scary there?"
After hearing what the muscular man said, a passenger couldn't help but ask. Obviously, these car accident deaths have attracted everyone's great attention.
So in the following time, most of the passengers in the car began to listen to the conversations of the three migrant workers with great interest. Many of them also talked about their own experiences, making the whole car full of excitement. Yes, it's like having a camellia party.
During this period of time, Zhan Yi simply pricked up his ears and listened to what they saw and heard. For him, it was also very necessary to know more about the conditions on the road.
