good old days

The train stopped at the station, and a large number of people entered the carriage.

The already crowded space became even more crowded, and the smell became muddier.

Jiang Baoqin has gained experience in taking trains and knows that it is best not to leave your seat when you are a passenger on the train. Firstly, it will be inconvenient to come and go. Secondly, when you come back, your seat will definitely be occupied by someone who has no seat. If someone knows, they will take the initiative to give up their seat. If you get sideways, you can only wait for the police to come and deal with it.

She didn't have a letter of introduction and didn't want to get into trouble, so she ate and drank less in the car and tried to minimize the number of trips to the bathroom.

The train started again, Jiang Baoqin leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

In more than four hours, the train will reach Yangcheng.

"Comrade, you are sitting in my seat."

There was a woman behind who was negotiating with others about seating issues. Jiang Baoqin heard the voice seemed a bit familiar. When she looked back, she saw that the woman standing in the aisle talking was not Zhang Ling, so who was it?

She was so confused that she was still afraid that Zhang Ling would recognize her, so she immediately turned her head towards the window, but her ears were erect, listening to what was happening behind her.

Jiang Baoqin felt that Zhang Ling was very courageous. She was obviously a fugitive but she still dared to take the train and cause trouble. The last time I saw her, she thought she was doing well, so why not find some connections and take the sleeper berth?
The man occupying Zhang Ling's seat is a horizontal person. Seeing that she is a lesbian, he is unwilling to move as if there is a root in his butt, even if the people around him condemn him along with Zhang Ling.

There were so many passengers in the car that the police wouldn't be able to arrive for a while. The man became so angry that he picked up the water jar on the small table and threw it out. Zhang Ling subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it, and the water jar turned around.

The water tank was filled with hot water that was not low in temperature. The tea lid flew off, and accidentally it floated out and spilled onto the back seat.

Half of it was sprinkled on Jiang Baoqin's head, which made her grin.

It was simply a disaster that fell from heaven.

Zhang Ling said in a calm voice: "Just wait, the police will be here shortly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the passenger in the same row as Jiang Baoqin who was affected stood up and turned around and punched the man in the back seat of Jiang Baoqin.

"You're fucking taking someone else's seat and you're doing it, do you think everyone is easy to bully?"

The man did not surrender, and the two started fighting.

When the police arrived, several people were taken away.

Jiang Baoqin was burned badly, but she could bear it. Compared with dealing with the police, what was this pain?
Watching Zhang Ling being taken away, more than half an hour later she came back intact.

Zhang Ling took out a dollar and handed it to Jiang Baoqin, "Comrade, I accidentally poured hot water on your head just now. This is your compensation."

People around me looked envious. If you were splashed with water, you could get a dollar in compensation, just like picking up money.

Jiang Baoqin didn't make a sound, silently took the money, and quickly turned his head away from the car window.

Zhang Ling sat in her seat, and people around her asked about her situation.

My name is Min Qiao, my family is from Yangcheng, I am married, I am going to visit relatives this time, I have no job, my family is self-employed, and the business is doing well. When I go back to visit relatives, I want to find reliable relatives to help the family, but It was a waste of time and I couldn't find any suitable and reliable relatives.

Jiang Baoqin frowned after hearing this.

Min Qiao? Did she get herself a false identity? Otherwise it is impossible not to be afraid of the police.

When people around her saw that she was selling for just one dollar, they all felt that her family's conditions were not bad and her business was probably doing well.

The south is different from the north. Many places in the north are still conservative. A large number of self-employed people have long appeared in coastal cities in the south, and everyone is very energetic in doing business.

What happened to the self-employed? Self-employed people can also make money! Self-employed people are also very profitable. Having money can improve your life. Money is a good thing. Who doesn’t like it?
"Big sister, what exactly do you do? Are you still missing someone?"

Zhang Ling said with a smile: "The one that runs the big hotel is Xingyun Restaurant. There is no shortage of chefs, but there is also a shortage of waitresses. The address is opposite the Yangcheng Xinhua Cinema. Meeting each other is fate, and meeting everyone on the train is fate. Which one of you belongs to If there is a girl looking for a job, you can come and find me there. If it is suitable, I will stay." Everyone was talking about salary and benefits, etc. Zhang Ling answered with ease. Just listening to her words made her sound like a kind-hearted person. people.

Jiang Baoqin never dared to speak out. She didn't think Zhang Ling was a good person. If she was a good person, why would she be afraid when facing her?
After getting off the bus, she carried her bag and crowded out of the station.

For the convenience of doing business, the house she rented was near the train station, and she could get home in about 20 minutes' walk.

It's not as cold in Yangcheng as in the north, and the headscarf she wore all the way was torn off by her.

On the roadside with lights on, a Santana parked beside her.

"Baoqin, is it really you?"

The window was lowered and Zhang Ling's face was exposed from the back seat.

Zhang Ling said to the driver: "Wait here while I talk to a friend."

"I didn't dare to recognize him in the car. I didn't expect that person to be you." Zhang Ling looked at her old-fashioned and poor appearance, and her wariness towards her completely disappeared.

"Listen to my advice. The more you hide your head and timidly when you go out, the more people will think there is something wrong with you. We are generous and no one will doubt our identity."

Jiang Baoqin nodded, "Sister Ling, your name is Min Qiao now?"

Zhang Ling smiled and nodded, "Come over and work with me. I work at Xingyun Restaurant now. I can ask someone to get you a false identity so that you can go out in a dignified manner."

"You see, I have a car when I go out. Follow me and I'll make sure you can be like me in the future."

Jiang Baoqin didn't dare to raise his head to look at her. He kicked the stones and said, "Forget it, I can live my life one day at a time. You are beautiful, but I am ugly and old now, so I won't cause any trouble to you."

Zhang Ling was quite relieved about Jiang Baoqin. It had been almost two months since the last time the two met again, and no police were looking for her at all.

If Jiang Baoqin betrays her, she herself will be finished.

"Baoqin, please do something for me and I'll give you a thousand yuan."

Jiang Baoqin: "What's the matter?"

One thousand yuan is not a small amount, and it is certainly not a trivial matter.

Zhang Ling: "Please help me find out about my ex-husband Song Zhikun and Jiang Xinyu and Chen Yi."

Her identity has been changed, but she cannot disclose the criminal record to anyone, otherwise it will be a disaster.

She wanted to take revenge on those who had harmed her, but she did not dare to set foot in that part of Yu Province for fear of being recognized.

Really only Jiang Baoqin, who knew that she was also a fugitive, could do this.

Seeing her hesitation, Zhang Ling added another thousand.

"You know how miserable my sister's life is. If it weren't for them, how could I be in this situation?"

Jiang Baoqin: "Sister Ling, we have come out, don't cause trouble in the future, can't we live our own lives in peace? I don't dare to go back."

Zhang Ling grabbed her hand: "I thought you could understand my pain. Don't you also hate Jiang Xinyu? Are you willing to see her life getting better and better?"

Jiang Baoqin lowered his head and said nothing for a while.