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In the Jiang family, after watching their children walk out the door, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang started busying with their grandchildren again.

Jiang Xiangnan disliked his grandson's slow eating, so he couldn't help but wrap several rolls of noodles with chopsticks and stuff them into Jiang Xiaobai's mouth.

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai again, he looks more like a steamed bun.

Jiang He glanced indifferently: Don't worry, Xiaobai won't be hungry.

That's not necessarily true. Mother Jiang felt that Father Jiang did the right thing: I will send him to the kindergarten in a while, and he will be in kindergarten for a whole day. I don't know how many mouthfuls of food I can eat. It all depends on the full meal in the morning.

Father Jiang nodded: You haven't seen how Xiaobai eats when he is released every day. It makes me cry.

Jiang He ate the noodles silently, no longer speaking, and he could see it every day.

Look, whose little girl is this? When Ma Jiang put the red hairpin on her granddaughter, she couldn't help but touch the bow: Xiaoyu, who bought this for you?

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai said at the same time: Third uncle~

By the way, Jiang Ma's smiling face stretched out, and she began to miss her son again. I don't know, have the three of you entered the train station now?

Father Jiang stuffed Xiaobai with another roll of noodles: Don't worry, he is going north this time, not to the countryside.

Pujiang Railway Station.

Jiang Shan took over his elder brother's gray woolen vest that was still warm, and felt a little warmer the moment he put it on.

Not to mention, Jiang Shan had to admit: It seems to be much colder these two days than before.

He is a person accustomed to nightlife, and he has some idea of ​​the temperature in the early morning.

Unexpectedly, I was mistaken by the concept without paying attention.

You didn't count, Jiang Hai handed a full net bag to Jiang Shan: Mom told you to remember to eat with the leader.

Hey. Jiang Shan accepted it honestly.

The eldest brother felt that it was unnecessary for him to say this. If he was worried about anyone, he would also be at ease with the third child.

Jiang Shan knew that he had arrived early, so he took his time as he entered the station.

Normally I feel fine when walking on the street, but now I looked around and saw a sea of ​​military green and industrial blue, including himself.

Either some were carrying several large bags, or some were sitting on several large bags.

Coming in and out, walking around, the density of people was only much higher than in later generations.

Fortunately, the flow of people was moving, and it was far from a shocking scene of jockeying one after another.

Compared with the quasi-Spring Festival Transport that shocked the rest of China at the beginning of 1978, in a few months, Tie Laoda will usher in the first true Spring Festival Transport.

In 1979, the number of passengers sent during the Spring Festival exceeded 100 million for the first time, and it was difficult to get a ticket for the first time.

It was also the first time that all railway workers came on board, stopping all the trucks they could, and all joined in serving the people.

Put a straw curtain around the corner of the cargo box and place a cesspool to serve as a temporary toilet.

In major cities, prefabricated houses have been set up in the squares in front of stations and ticket windows have been added.

There are no guards or isolation tapes, and the teams are all neat and orderly.

While marveling at the spectacular scene that they have never seen before, the staff said to you: Comrade, we will sell as many tickets as there are people on the letter of introduction.

That year, scalpers had already appeared in step with the times.

Inside the platform, Zhengzheng, who was dressed in a deep navy/mountain suit, glanced at Huang Hua beside him from time to time.

Gray thin cloth/shank coat, green military trousers, gray square hat, black-rimmed glasses.

In a net bag on his hand, next to several chicken cakes wrapped in oil paper, there was also a white porcelain jar with the words Agriculture/Xue University/Zhai written on it.

Where is this guy's usual suit collar? What about the hunting jacket?

Even the big eye-catching leather shoes have been replaced by black cloth shoes with thousand layers of soles.

Haha~ Huang Hua caught Gu Zhengzheng's gaze and smiled like a brigade accountant.

Ah!

Gu Zhengzhengpi smiled, but he really couldn't figure out which route Huang Hua was going to take.

People who are only in their early thirties already dare not collide with the times. There are still many stones waiting for them to touch!

Just as they were thinking, they suddenly saw a person waving to them from a distance: Everyone has arrived so early, I want to learn from you!

When they saw the visitor, not only Gutai, but also Huang Hua's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Among the crowd, Jiang Shan, who was holding a yellow schoolbag diagonally astride him, stepped towards them, waved his hands, and smiled with a row of white teeth.

Gu Zhengzheng: ...

The 1978 green leather train is green and new.

Especially the car Jiangshan was riding today, probably because he was frightened by the Spring Festival last year and worked overtime to get on a new batch of trains.

Unexpectedly... I got used to it after seeing it more often.

Jiangshan and his party of four, in addition to the three elders, there is also a comrade from the publicity/communications department of the TV station.

Deliang's new shirt, black corduroy trousers... Fortunately, he supported Pujiang's face.

This moment of hard sitting was really just what it meant. The standard 90-degree seat was extremely upright. Jiang Shan was already tired as soon as he sat down.

Fortunately, they arrived early and found an empty seat by the window as soon as they got on the bus.

For a while, he leaned against the window and watched the crowds gathering outside.

Gradually, there were fewer people outside, and chaos began in the carriage again.

Pujiang is the first stop and there are so many people!

At this time, no one in the group of four spoke, each one pressed against the back of the seat and held a net bag.

Quietly watching the parcels, large and small, being handed in through the window, and then being picked up by the people inside.

An elder sister wearing a headscarf glanced at Gu Zhengzheng's leadership style and pursed her lips without daring to speak.

In a blink of an eye, he shouted to Huang Hua and Jiang Shan: Brother, help me pick them up.

Alas,

Sister, here it is.

The simple and kind-hearted Huang Hua and Jiang Shan rushed to help, one picked up the bag and the other handed the child.

Gu Zhengzheng turned to look out the window and smiled to himself, yes!

Woo~~

The train heading north finally moved, and the four people in the group heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Speaking of which, it's quite miraculous. It was such a mess just now, but now everyone can still be in their place.

At least, Jiangshan didn’t see a single passenger standing.

The comrade from the Propaganda Department removed the gray travel bag from the small table and placed it under his legs.

Jiang Shan and Huang Hua's net bags can finally be put on.

A group of people from Pujiang TV Station gathered together to confirm the last news they received.

Only then did Jiang Shan understand that Yangshi had also prepared two public service announcements.

One of them was highly praised by the leaders after seeing it.

Jiang Shan closed his eyes and tried to recall China's no smoking public service announcements around 1978.

No, let alone anti-smoking public service announcements, there are not even public service announcements.

Looking at the young man opposite, Gu Zhengzheng thought of his former self.

Director Gu personally sent the National Day documentary 20 years ago, and now he is on the Beijing-Guanxian line with the public service announcement of Famous Paintings.

Xiao Jiang, Gu Zhengzheng, who is in his forties and looks like a veteran cadre, said, Have you been to Yanjing before?

Not really,

As far as the world is concerned, except for Pujiang River, no country has traveled far.