Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

January 19th, Laba Festival.

The cold is coming soon, the beginning of spring is no longer far away, and the New Year is getting closer.

I don’t know when, black clouds came over the city, the biting north wind became stronger and stronger, and the weather became colder and colder.

06:31.

After finishing breakfast, Zhang Xuan checked for the last time: "Have you brought everything?"

Du Shuangling glanced at the suitcase, nodded slightly, and made a pleasant sound like spring water:

"Bring them all."

"Then let's go."

"good."

They changed their shoes, locked the door, and went downstairs.

I met Deng Daqing downstairs. At this moment, the old bachelor was getting up shivering to change the briquettes.

Seeing the two people coming down, Lao Deng adjusted his glasses and took the lead in greeting: "Are you going back? So early?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "It's getting late, my uncle is already here."

Then he asked: "Old Deng, I will ask you to help take over the house on the third floor."

Lao Deng said happily: "This is not a big deal. You don't need to tell me, I will help you keep it safe."

Zhang Xuan nodded, "Okay, let's go. I wish you and Professor Shen a Happy New Year in advance."

"Happy New Year, please be safe on the road, both of you."

"Eh…"

Zhang Xuan waved his little hands, carried large and small bags, and left without looking back.

He took Comrade Du Shuangling out of the school.

…

South Gate.

Ruan Dezhi was already waiting there. When he saw the two people coming, he put out his cigarette, got out of the car and helped put the luggage in the trunk.

Get in the car and close the door.

After Ruan Dezhi handed four train tickets to Zhang Xuan, he started the car and started walking.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the four sleeper tickets and put them in Du Shuangling's hand.

Then he said: "Uncle, let's take a detour to Southern Medical University first. My classmate Yang Yongjian is waiting for us there."

Ruan Dezhi said gently.

The South Campus of CUHK is not far from Southern Medical University, about 15 kilometers away.

When the van approached Southern Medical University, I saw Yang Yongjian in the distance.

There was also Sun Jun beside him.

Zhang Zhang shouted with his hands: "Yang Yongjian, Sun Jun, this way."

When the two came over, Du Shuangling hugged Yang Yongjian happily, then turned around and asked Sun Jun:

"Ah, Sun Jun, you really came here after such a long distance. I really admire you."

Sun Jun glanced at Yang Yongjian, scratched his head with his right hand, chuckled, and was embarrassed to answer.

Zhang Xuan asked him, "When did you come?"

Sun Jun grinned and said with a big white smile: "I came last night."

Zhang Xuan blinked and asked, "Where did Yang Yongjian entertain you last night?"

Listening to the whimsical words, Sun Jun chuckled and fell silent.

Yang Yongjian, on the other hand, blew his beard and glared, saying: "Zhang Xuan, you bastard, if you can't speak, just stop talking. Shut your crow mouth."

Then he said to Du Shuangling: "Shuangling, you have to take some time to control him. If you indulge him like this now, what will happen when you get married in the future?"

Grandma is a bear!

Less than half a year later, this girl Yang Yongjian became heartbroken and started applying eye drops whenever they met.

Zhang Xuan said unhappily: "Shuang Ling, don't pay attention to her. She is suffering from the old girl syndrome. She is envious of our sweet relationship. You have to stay away from her."

Du Shuangling smiled and glanced at him, then pulled the cross-eyed Yang Yongjian into the car.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan exaggeratedly said to Sun Jun: "I admire Qi Yang Yongjian. He is so rustic, so aggressive, and so small-minded. How can you stand it?"

Hearing this, before Sun Jun could speak, an earthy voice immediately came out from the car:

"Sun Jun, stay away from him. Don't let him lead you astray. Get in the car."

"Hey, Yongjian, I listen to you..."

Sun Jun chuckled and got into the car obediently like a sheep.

Bah, lick the dog!

I wish you always have a pencil stick, a metal shovel, a feather duster on your head, and a dog-skin blanket when you have nothing to do.

…

It was noisy and noisy for a long time, and the atmosphere was very good. The four of them chatted and arrived at the train station in no time.

I don’t know why, maybe it’s a conditioned reflex, but Zhang Xuan will subconsciously think of the word “crowds of people” every time he arrives at the train station.

As far as the eye can see, there are sacks of sacks, and people from all over the world speak various accents and rush by. They have been wandering away for many years for their own families and their own destiny.

Only at this time of year do they return like migratory birds. Go home and see the old man, the children, and the daughter-in-law who was as beautiful as a flower when she was young but is now a yellow-faced woman.

As the saying goes, whether you have money or not, go home to celebrate the New Year.

No matter how sad he was outside and how many looks he received, he was upright at this moment, his eyes full of joy and expectation.

In the Yangcheng Railway Station, which is more crowded than a herd of wildebeests, it is difficult to breathe within a short distance.

Zhang Xuan protected Du Shuangling with his right hand, and dragged the suitcase with his left hand, moving step by step with the surging crowd.

The flower that Yang Yongjian was was no longer what it used to be. His thin body was struggling under the push of the crowd. Fortunately, Sun Jun was still there, and he could barely protect Zhou Quan.

Hurrying slowly, despite being pushed and squeezed by people, the four of them finally got on the train and found a sleeper room.

Depressingly, there is only one lower berth for the four sleeper berth tickets.

The other three: there are two middle bunks and one upper bunk.

Seeing that Zhang Xuan was in trouble, Sun Jun took the initiative and said, "Zhang Xuan is tall, so you can sleep on the lower bunk; I'm the shortest, so I'll sleep on the upper bunk. The middle bed belongs to Shuang Ling and Yong Jian."

Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up, "Oh, Sun Jun, you are considerate and knowledgeable, and you actually said every word of what I said in my heart."

Okay, the problem is solved, go to your places and go to sleep.

A whistle blows, and the train, besides...

Zhang Xuan looked at the young woman opposite who was also on the lower bunk. He always felt familiar and felt that he had seen the same person somewhere, but he just couldn't remember who she was.

As a human again, this situation has happened to him several times.

The plump young woman also felt the handsome man's gaze, but she didn't mind at all. She lay down naturally, and then looked at him boredly.

Our eyes meet each other, you look at me, I look at you.

Look, look, look...

Zhang Xuan was cursing in his heart, has the trend become so bad these days? Do you dare to hook up with a good-looking man when you see him?

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Xuan's blood boiled. Damn it, it's okay if I lose.

Then he turned his back and stopped looking at others.

Just feeling depressed, Zhang Xuan's mind suddenly lit up and he finally remembered who she was.

She is the daughter of the veterinarian in the small town.

This woman opened a barber shop in Zhangmutou, which is known as "Little Xiangjiang".

When I was working part-time in foreign trade in my previous life, I sent a Norwegian client to her place twice. Her hairdressing skills were quite good.

But now I don’t know how to get to Yangcheng and take the train.

Speaking of which, one of her Norwegian customers was tricked by her once, and got into trouble, resulting in all the orders being wasted.

What a huge loss.

…

The train left Yangcheng, passed through Shaoguan, and arrived at Chenshi. The scene outside became different.

Without the city fireworks, there are only hills, distant mountains, and loess land with low houses.

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