This year's national Spring Festival holiday is from February 18th to February 24th.
But when it comes to six or seven days before the Spring Festival, most non-urgent matters have been defeated by the four-character mantra "let's talk about it after the New Year". Everyone has nothing to do and only one thought in their minds: celebrating the New Year.
As for whether you will become stupid after the New Year, no one cares. It’s like drinking the foot bath water after soaking your feet, but at least it’s really comfortable while soaking.
For this group of college student village officials in Shuzhou, the Organization Department has issued a notice to give them three days off in advance to make it convenient for them to go home for the New Year.
So, when Xiao Yao called on February 15th, Huo Qianli was actually already on the New Year holiday and could rest.
Early in the morning on February 16th, Huo Qianli climbed out of bed.
Although Xiao Yao and his team will arrive later, Mr. Hu and his team will leave this morning.
So, Huo Qianli borrowed a motorcycle, and he and Gu Haitao rode one each, and took the two of them to the town.
He had gone to a big town next door to take the motorcycle driver's license test some time ago, and now he is qualified to drive a car with a license.
After several months of getting along, the previous conflicts with Tang Yuxuan were quietly resolved by him through practical actions. Now that they were parting, he actually felt a little reluctant.
Before getting in the car, Huo Qianli smiled and said to the two of them: "Be careful with your butt pocket!"
Mr. Hu patted his back pocket and smiled, "I'm not pretending to have anything!"
Tang Yuxuan put his backpack on his back and waved to the two of them with a smile, "See you after the New Year!"
“See you after the New Year!”
"Bon Voyage!"
"Happy Spring Festival!"
The dirty minibus went away with the longing to go home. Fortunately, the road from the town to the county town and then to Jincheng was against the crowd and was not too crowded. Although the two of them had a hard time, it was not too painful.
But for people who come back from big cities, it is often not that easy.
Not long after the car carrying Lao Tang and Lao Hu left, a minibus slowly drove into the dam of the station.
As soon as the car door opened, the fish rushed out like fish blocked by a dam.
Gu Haitao pursed his lips, "These people know what kind of suffering they have endured! There are so many of them, let's go back in a few days!"
As he has never left home, his understanding of homesickness and returning home is limited to the reading comprehension of the Chinese textbook.
The key point is that his Chinese grades are not very good.
Huo Qianli looked over there silently, watching men and women in various clothes getting off the car carrying packages, then sticking their butts out from the belly of the car to drag out their luggage. Some were picked up by relatives and friends who came to greet them, hugged them happily, and then left together; some got on the cars of the motorcycle taxi drivers who gathered around, and went to every corner of Qianfu Town. Dozens of minutes later, there were exciting reunions after a long separation, and the longing turned into tears.
It’s hard and tiring, but warm enough.
Unfortunately, he is alone and has no parents or relatives to care about, so even if he wants to experience this pain, he cannot.
Normally, he seldom had these useless emotions of self-pity, but as the saying goes, the most painful thing about losing a loved one is not the moment they leave. What really makes people sad is the half-carton of milk in the refrigerator, the green basket swaying in the wind on the windowsill, the quilt quietly folded on the bed, and the noise coming from the washing machine in the middle of the night.
Seeing things reminds me of people, and seeing scenes brings back emotions. In certain scenes where they should be there, I suddenly realize that they will never appear again. That kind of tremendous loneliness and pain is the most difficult emotion for people to bear.
Even though Huo Qianli only had vague impressions of his home and relatives, he still inexplicably felt a boundless sense of loss at this moment.
I miss my family more during every festive season.
At this moment, he was like a child abandoned by the world.
"Brother Qianli, my mom asked me to buy some food while I wait for your friends. What do you want to eat?"
Gu Haitao patted a backpack tied to the back of the motorcycle, and Huo Qianli shook his head silently.
Gu Haitao didn't notice his mood change, thinking to himself, "My mother likes to eat rabbits from Yoututou in town, and my father is nothing special. He likes to eat two plates of braised dried tofu and braised pig ears from Dai Shaola's house. Oh, and I need to buy a few pounds of fried salted peanuts..."
Listening to Gu Haitao's words, Huo Qianli's heart ached for no reason and he took a few deep breaths before his tears stopped.
Loneliness is most obvious when things are most lively.
"Brother Qianli, look, those two outsiders who are dressed so neatly over there are probably going to be ripped off again."
After arranging the food to be purchased, Gu Haitao pointed at the last couple who got off the bus. Although they were not wearing any gold or silver jewelry, their temperament was different from the people around them. It was obvious that their clothes were not cheap. If these people were not locals, they would definitely be cheated. If they asked you for fifty yuan instead of ten yuan for the fare, they would be considered kind-hearted.
As soon as the two got off the car, they were surrounded by a group of motorcycle taxi drivers.
Huo Qianli looked in the direction where Gu Haitao's finger was pointing, his expression suddenly changed, he kicked the tripod, and rushed over without even taking out the car keys!
In front of the car door, Huo Qianli pushed aside the motorcycle taxi drivers who were surrounding the couple and rushed to them.
The motorcycle taxi driver next to him couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed Huo Qianli's shoulder, "Hey, hey, hey, young man, when you're trying to grab business, follow the rules! There's a first come, first served rule!"
Huo Qianli didn't even turn his head, just stared at the two of them, surprised and happy, "Teacher, Master's Wife, why are you here?"
This couple turned out to be Han Zhiyuan and Cheng Suqing.
Upon hearing this, the motorcycle taxi drivers dispersed in silence. Oh my god, they thought they could get a big job!
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