pertwk Chapter 54 The Moral Lowland of Sichuan A Region
Chapter 54 The Moral Lowland of Sichuan A Region
About ten minutes later, the four of them entered a carriage, paired up, and sat facing each other.
Otherwise, the China State Railway Group isn't owned by Zeng Cheng. Xia Ning and Mu Jiajia bought their tickets themselves. How could he possibly kick them off the train?
However, Zeng Cheng ignored Xia Ning the whole way.
Li Xingzhi, who had fallen for the honey trap, always had a resentful look in his eyes.
The train started moving very quickly.
This was the first time Li Xingzhi had ever ridden a train. As he watched the scenery flash by outside the window, the melancholy in his eyes was gradually replaced by excitement—this was the true nature of a young man, whose thoughts came and went quickly.
It is harvest season.
Outside the car window were vast fields of farmland, with golden, plump ears of rice swaying gently in the breeze.
Farmers are already harvesting, and the combine harvesters cut through large areas, leaving behind basket after basket of straw.
A flock of egrets flew over to scavenge for food, while several farm dogs—also known as Chinese rural dogs—chase after the plump field mice that had been startled and were running around in all directions.
Further away, wisps of smoke rise from chimneys, drifting all the way to the horizon.
"What an idiot! What's so interesting about a combine harvester harvesting rice?"
Despite his initial complaints, Zeng Cheng soon joined in the discussion, becoming one of the idiots and watching along with Li Xingzhi.
Then he made a surprising discovery—Holy crap, this thing is so good-looking, majestic and imposing, and it's also incredibly stress-relieving!
Well, most men have this hidden trait: a mysterious fascination with large machinery.
Xia Ning's seat wasn't by the window, and she had no interest in the harvester—she was secretly watching Zeng Cheng.
From her angle, she could see Zeng Cheng's profile in its entirety.
Is the transformation from boy to man gradual or sudden?
Zeng Cheng still had a baby face when he was in his senior year of high school.
After just one summer, his features became more defined, and he developed some light blue stubble under his chin.
Mu Jiajia was chatting on QQ. She had joined the university class's QQ group in advance and was trying her best to make her presence known.
A two-hour drive isn't short, but it's not long either.
After enjoying the scenery, Zeng Cheng took a nap. When he opened his eyes again, the green train, whose actual age was probably older than him, had arrived at Chengdu North Railway Station.
Before getting off the bus, Zeng Cheng reminded Li Xingzhi: "Zhi, keep your wallet and phone safe, don't get robbed. Don't talk to anyone who tries to talk to you, especially those who ask you for money for the journey, they are definitely scammers."
Every era has its own unique characteristics.
In 2009, the North Railway Station was practically a moral low point in the entire Sichuan A region. Here, you could witness almost every kind of scam in the world, as well as various schools of "Buddha" from all over the country.
In those days, it was even popular to have underwear with small pouches sewn on—used to hold money.
However, they couldn't withstand the Buddha's great power. Many grown men only realized after leaving the train station that their outer pants and underwear had been torn open, literally meaning "the snow-capped mountains are eternally cold, and the wind blows chilly into their crotches."
Speaking of pickpockets on trains, Zeng Cheng actually felt a little amused.
Because this profession almost disappeared in later generations.
The dark humor lies in the fact that what wiped them out wasn't the police, but the ubiquitous mobile payment system.
People hardly carry wallets or cash when they travel anymore, so the wealthy folks on the trains can only steal a moment of loneliness.
Is such that.
The demise of many things in this world is actually due to being subjected to a dimensional reduction attack from other fields.
For example, what defeated Kodak was the increasingly clear camera of smartphones—Kodak was still the world's best film roll even before its bankruptcy and restructuring.
"I know—besides, I don't carry much cash with me, it's all in my card."
Li Xingzhi nodded.
Soon, the four of them got off the train with their suitcases.
Looking up, the pedestrians were like a vast, dark mass, resembling many swimming fish, all rushing towards the exit.
Zeng Cheng finally managed to squeeze into the exit plaza, where he was immediately surrounded by a large crowd.
"Handsome, staying at a hotel?"
This is the hotel owner soliciting business.
"If you can't get to Erxianqiao, take Chenghua Avenue, get on a bus and leave!"
This is an unlicensed taxi driver.
"Save-The-People?"
Well—I can only say that those who know, know.
After filtering out the noise, Zeng Cheng spoke a few more words to Li Xingzhi, then waved goodbye.
Shuzhou University and the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China have different focuses, so the two universities went their separate ways.
Mu Jiajia is at Sichuan Normal University, which is the same route as Li Xingzhi, so the two of them can take the bus together.
As for Xia Ning, fortunately, although Zeng Cheng and she both attended Sichuan University, they were not on the same campus.
Zeng Cheng is at the Wangjiang Campus in Wuhou District.
Xia Ning was at the Jiang'an Campus in Shuangliu District—her college entrance examination scores were ultimately a bit low, and she was not admitted to the School of Economics. After accepting the major adjustment, she went to the School of Foreign Languages.
Comprehensive 985 universities like Sichuan University are mostly divided into colleges, and the concept of "department" rarely appears.
"Brother Cheng, I'll be going with Mu now. We'll come visit you at Sichuan University in a few days when we have some free time!"
After Li Xingzhi finished speaking, he did not leave, but stared blankly in a certain direction.
A few seconds later, she called out to Zeng Cheng and pointed to him.
Zeng Cheng looked over and saw an old woman with gray hair, dressed very simply, squatting on the ground crying.
Standing next to me was a little girl with dry, yellow hair, who looked like a middle school student, and her eyes were also filled with tears.
Li Xingzhi spoke up: "Brother Cheng, it seems that the old lady's money was stolen by a thief..."
Zeng Cheng's first reaction was disbelief—after all, this was Chengdu North Railway Station in 2009, what kind of scams wouldn't there be?
After observing carefully for a while, I realized it wasn't true—no matter how skilled the scammers are, there's always an element of deliberate performance involved.
"Let's go take a look."
After Zeng Cheng finished speaking, he took the first step.
Li Xingzhi then followed.
Xia Ning and Mu Jiajia exchanged a glance and then followed behind.
A few minutes later, Zeng Cheng obtained the relevant information.
The little girl's name is Ayina. Surprisingly, she is not a junior high school student, but a soon-to-be college student like them.
The grandfather and grandson came from Yingxiu, a notoriously impoverished area in Sichuan Province.
The name Ayina suggests that the little girl is of the Yi ethnic group.
In the Yi language, "Ayi" means eldest daughter.
The eldest son is Amu.
In later generations, there was a Yi singer named Hailai Amu, which means the eldest son of the Hailai family.
To support Ayina's university education, the old woman sold the family's only three sheep, only to find the money missing as soon as she left the station—a devastating blow for both her and Ayina.
As for why Ayina's parents didn't accompany her to register, but instead brought her elderly grandmother with white hair—the little girl said that her parents died last May.
Last year was 2008, in May, and in Yingxiu. Do I even need to explain how he died?
A hemp rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune always finds those who are suffering.
Zeng Cheng couldn't help but sigh.
I thought to myself, these thieves are really damned, they steal all kinds of money!