Wearing books about young educated youth in the 70s

He subconsciously looked at the old man opposite him, and in just a second he could read the disappointment in his father's eyes.

"..."

What a disappointment, he didn’t have anything to eat, this was on the train, not at home, and didn’t you say you wouldn’t bring so many things...

Xu Xiaoyu didn't know that the two passengers on the upper bunk had so much drama in their hearts. She pushed the other box to Cheng Zhou naturally, gave him a pair of chopsticks, and started eating.

The dishes for both portions are the same. The dishes are braised pork and fish cubes, plus a poached egg. The braised pork is not the greasy kind made in state-owned restaurants. She made it by herself in her free time. It is lean meat. The kind with more fat and less meat tastes very good.

Cheng Zhou didn't say much and ate the bowl of lunch in silence. Naturally, he could tell it was made by her handiwork. He didn't ask how he managed to make it taste the same as if it had been cooked out of a pot for so long. He finished eating with a natural expression.

Then he took out an apple from his pocket and handed it to her. At the same time, Xu Xiaoyu ate the little rice at the bottom of the bowl. After eating, he covered the two lids and put them away.

This train takes a day and a night to reach City A. It sounds long, but it is not that far away. Some educated youths even have to take two or three days. Nowadays, transportation is not as fast and convenient as in modern times. Most educated youths buy You can imagine how hard it feels to sit on a hard seat for such a long time. If your body is weak, you will lose half your life if you sit down on this train.

Xu Xiaoyu listened to the sound of the train in her ears and looked at the bright sunshine coming through the glass window. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in front of the window. When water mist appeared, she quickly wrote down the word "Cheng Zhou".

Cheng Zhou naturally saw her little move, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he heard her ask in his ear.

"Cheng Zhou, why do you have this name? My name was originally Xiaoyu, but later my mother thought it was too common, so she changed it to a homophonic name. Your name must be related to boats. My aunt went to the park to go boating. When did you get it?"

She didn't really want to hear an answer, she just wanted to chat. After sitting for a while, she felt a little restless. She could only say that the train was a very magical thing. After getting off the train, she felt reborn. Not long after she got on the train, she just felt miserable. Even for sleepers.

I couldn't find anything to do, so I had to take out my books and review.

But she had just been writing for a while when she was accosted by an old man on Cheng Zhou's upper bunk.

"Girl, are you writing high school exercises?"

She nodded and gave a random reason.

"Yes, I am a person who loves to learn by nature. If I don't study for a day, I will feel unhappy. No matter whether what I learned is useful or not, the knowledge belongs to me."

"It's good. There are still very few young people who have this idea. You are right. No matter whether it is useful or not, knowledge belongs to you..."

The silver-haired old man climbed down gropingly, looking worried but moving with ease. Finally, under his son's surprised and indescribable gaze, he took out a book of information from his pocket and spoke straightforwardly.

"Old man, I'm no longer good at old age. When I got off the train, something felt wrong all over my body. My son wasn't filial. They didn't even prepare a meal for me on the train. I've been hungry all day... Girl, look. You love learning, how about I trade this information book for you to eat?"

Xu Xiaoyu was also shocked. She looked at the cover of the information book and found that she had never seen it before. She thought for a moment before replying.

"Okay, but we don't have many lunch boxes. If we want to change them, we can only give them meat buns or something..."

"Okay! Meat Bun is okay!"

Before she could finish her words, the information book was thrown to her with a bang. The old man opposite rubbed his hands happily and looked at her expectantly, his meaning was self-evident.

"..."

She carried her all-purpose bag and went to the bathroom as usual. When she came back, she had three meat buns, steaming and fragrant.

The passengers on both sides looked back after smelling the smell and found that it was her again. They couldn't help but feel envious, jealous and hateful. There were also a few educated youths in the same carriage who were returning home for the New Year in other places. They were looking down at the steamed buns in their hands and doubting life.

Xu Xiaoyu handed the three buns to the old man, picked up the book from the bed, and looked through it briefly. It was okay not to read it, but he was a little scared after reading it.

This was not the kind sold outside at all. It was most likely compiled by myself. Just by looking at it, you could tell that it was very high-quality... The various tricky, complex and classic exercises in it made her silent, and finally she put it away and borrowed it. The backpack is hidden in the space.

She raised her head and looked at the old man who was eating meat buns vaguely. No matter how he was dressed or dressed, she really didn't see anything. There was even a patch on his shoes. In the end, she could only shake her head and continue her review.

But after the old man finished eating the three meat buns, he did not climb up to sleep. Instead, he stopped next to her with great interest and watched her write.

Xu Xiaoyu didn't care, just thought he was curious.

After the train had been running for a while, the originally excited and noisy people gradually quieted down, with only occasional conversations. Most people were doing their own things or looking at the scenery outside the window. The quiet environment made her more efficient. I was soon immersed in my own world.

I don't know how long it took for her to move her neck stiffly and put away the pieces of paper she had written on. When she was sorting out the draft papers, she inadvertently turned around and met the old man's admiring gaze. It was not difficult to guess that someone had done something somewhere. Folding the low stool, I watched it for at least an hour.

"..." You haven't gone to bed yet?I said I feel uncomfortable all over.

"Girl, there are still some exercises I gave you just now. It's very early now. Why don't you take them out and do them?"

Xu Xiaoyu felt a familiar pressure, like the feeling of being oppressed by teachers in a modern school, but it was still early, and she did intend to study it, but it was a bit uncomfortable to be stared at now.

She let herself ignore the old man next to her, reached into her bag, took out the book from the space, opened it and studied it carefully, and found that it was indeed written by herself. The dusty title on the cover was handwritten "Exercises" There are four big characters in it: "Collection" and no other characters.

When she opened it, she saw that the handwriting was the same as the cover. She didn't know much about hard pens, but she could tell the difference between good and bad. In addition to the excellent handwriting, this person had a very high level of writing. He wrote about several subjects in one booklet.

The first few pages were about physics, and the questions were indeed a bit difficult, but she had learned at about the same level under Zhao Shenghui, so she started writing without stopping.

Finally, the sky outside the window was getting darker and darker. It was Cheng Zhou who brought the warm rice porridge over in the cup to bring her back to her senses. She didn't have much appetite at night, so she could eat something light. She was just going to get some from her bag. As a side dish, the old man took away the exercise book on the table.