evening light

Chapter 98
A person has his own rivers and lakes, and he can live like a hero in life.

Guo Lang has his own rivers and lakes in his heart. As a young man, he went to work in a foreign country without studying at the age of 15. He has a bit of talent and learning after studying in high school, and went to work in other places at a young age. He has been to Shanghai and stayed For a period of time, after calculating the living expenses, utilities, and electricity, he didn't have much left.

I worked day and night with my fellow workers in the factory. After get off work, I drank a lot of wine every day, talking about my ideals and previous experiences.While talking, Guo Lang felt that he was missing something, that he was alone in Shanghai.Women in Shanghai generally look down on this kind of wage earner from other places, but here he is just an inconspicuous poor ghost.

He has his own ideals, his life shouldn't be buried in this indifferent place, and his desire to leave is getting heavier and heavier.

With no love and no ideals, he glanced at the bustling and beautiful place in a hurry, and decided to leave. Once the salary was paid, his heart could no longer stay here for half a minute.I said goodbye to a few workers around me, and drank the tragic wine again.With the meager salary he had saved, he was stunned for a long time.The workers are still shaking their fists, as if they are willing to settle down here.In the midst of drinking and talking, he remembered again, when he was 15 years old, he swore to be the self who made others stand out.

My 15-year-old self, longing for and fearing the society, has always carried the brick knife with him, which is the source of his courage, and the heavy and warm quilt that has been sleeping at home for more than ten years.There was not much left of his possessions.

I have read the great Genghis Khan in books since I was a child, and I have infinite yearning for the beautiful Xinjiang.He packed his few remaining luggage, carried it on his shoulders, and went to the train station to release his dream.The brick knife was fastened to his waist.

The first time I got off the railway station in Xinjiang, the layout of the railway station is similar to that in Chongqing.It's a bit dilapidated, and the house also has some traces of time. When he got off the station and walked to the edge of Chengcheng City, he felt lost as he looked at the endless grassland.

Most of the people here speak the unique language of the Uighurs, which he can't understand at all. Some people speak dry Mandarin, with trembling mouths, and they are not at all sharp.I found a place where the consumption was relatively low. After searching for a job for a long time, I realized that it was not easy to find a job here, and the salary was too low.

When he came here, he found that the air here made him feel uncomfortable, and his face turned red after a while.This place became a stick of dream again, and when everything came, he simply went to work on a farm.After playing for a month, he packed up his things and left. He decided to go to Guangdong next time. He heard that many people in Guangdong were well treated and found a wife.

The prairie is really worth a visit. At night, everyone dances around the bonfire. The men and women here are very good at drinking. The most memorable thing for him is the roasted whole lamb and roasted whole cow here.

The unique flavor here, as well as authentic cheese, the milk here is also all natural.Eating the cheese here with big mouthfuls, and riding with them on the vast prairie, this is a kind of enjoyment that I have never experienced.

The vast grassland is like a dream, which is difficult to realize. He has been outside for more than three years. At the age of 18, some people have children at this time, but he has nothing.

The women on the prairie are very enthusiastic and cheerful, but they are not his type. They all look rough. He still likes the women in the water villages in the south of the Yangtze River, drinking highland barley wine.Seeing them laughing, he laughed too.

When he fell asleep in the tent, he thought of the ubiquitous lights in Shanghai, and he thought of home, here at night there are only a few lights that flicker on and off, and the faint ones will be blown out at once.

At the end of a month, looking at these upright Xinjiang people, he decided to leave. This place is suitable for him to play, but it is not his dream.He wants to build a family of his own and become an upright man.

He actually looks pretty good, with big eyes and double eyelids, a nice face, and a pair of big ears.It is said everywhere in the book and in life that people with big earlobes will develop well in the future, and he firmly believes in this matter.

One day he will build his own home, and at the next stop, he spent half of his savings to buy a train to Guangzhou, and slept in the train station for two days before the train came.He was filthy, his luggage was filthy, and he didn't take a shower here.His quilt was not washed.

I took a pack of soil cigarettes, lit them, put them in my mouth, and took a deep breath. This smoke has the smell of earth and hard work.Living in this world is not easy for anyone.

Looking at the people waiting for the train on the floor, people like him, they all look like homeless people.Some slept directly on the ground with an invisible and dirty step on the ground. I don't know if it was a quilt.Others were sleeping soundly, with stains on their faces like paint.

The hands are full of traces of time, full of wrinkles, and the color in the lines is yellow.That should be what the original skin looked like.

After Guo Lang finished smoking, he sat in a daze for a long time, sat and watched the time on the screen go by little by little, maybe he should find a wife from Guizhou in the future, women over there are easy to find, And there is no dowry fee.

Maybe he should write some love poems and buy some books to read, maybe he should learn how to chase girls.After a long, long time, he was about to figure out how to chase after girls.

The train finally arrived. There were so many people on the train, and everyone was rushing to get on the train with a lot of luggage, for fear that they would not be able to get a seat.There are indeed those who are not squeezed into the position.

After half an hour, the conductor was finally able to close the door. He took down or put on the temporary pad and closed the door. The passage of the train was already very tight, and even the toilet was full of people.The conductor struggled to squeeze into his small space.Now, his place became the most spacious place, and he began to sleep after locking the door.

Or take a book to read, cut off the hustle and bustle of the train.After a while, a bunch of people opened the door yelling outside, such and such things.He looked at his mood, and went out for important things, and treated unimportant things as if he didn't hear them.

He didn't know these people's unreasonableness in a day or two, and he tried his best to go out as little as possible, because these people would stain his clean and oiled shiny leather shoes.Wearing a formal suit, he was selected from thousands of people for both good looks and education.He still came in with some connections.Being a train conductor is much better than being outside in the sun and rain every day.

(End of this chapter)