A Train Named Evil

Fengrong thought to himself, oh, so it's not a firefly.

Zhou Yanling laughed lowly and said, "I think it can still be used. By the way, it can be a bit more romantic."

Just as he was saying this, the lights outside suddenly went out.The night of the train is covered like a black cloth from the top of the head, and it is time to turn off the lights and go to bed.Wu Fengrong's eyes didn't adapt to the darkness all of a sudden, and he searched for light instinctively. When the gas lamp was on, his eyes were caught by the oil lamp, and also by the night illuminated by countless gas lamps.The charred smell of black charcoal exploded in the fiery flames, the boiling water made a rolling sound when it boiled, and the big silver kettle could illuminate a person's face to the size of a washbasin.He carried the kettle to the trolley, and the boiling water splashed out and burned his fingers, causing a row of blisters. It was hot and painful, so he went to the toilet to squeeze some toothpaste and wipe it on.After the three trips, the bucket became empty and the skin was still hot. He held it in his arms as a hot water bottle and continued to boil the next furnace of water.The lamp on the wall looked at him, and he looked at the lamp, never tired of seeing each other.

Zhou Yanling asked: "You said this lamp is an antique and cannot be disassembled. Is there a story behind it?"

Wu Fengrong smiled lightly: "I heard it from the old train conductor. This lamp was installed in 53. It was made and installed by the provincial gas company at that time for the train. There was a logo of the gas company on the lampshade. In the 50s The north has a stronger industrial advantage than the south, and when it comes to big iron and steel smelting, it sent people here several times to learn from the experience. Once, the Minister of Industry happened to see this lamp and said, this gas lamp is well made, fashionable and modern. You Think about it, how bad the economy was when the People’s Republic of China was first founded, and gas lamps were not affordable everywhere. Just because of this sentence, this lamp had to be demolished several times, but it was not demolished.”

"It's not that the lights are useful, it's that the words of an official are useful." Zhou Yanling teased.

"You can keep it, but you can't keep people. The old train conductor has lung cancer. He wanted to work for a few more years, but his health couldn't allow it. It's a pity. He had a car for more than [-] years. In the early days, the car was powered by coal, and the dust and smoke were heavy. There were many people with lung diseases, and he couldn't escape. Instead of doing chemotherapy, my spirits are better, and I moved back home to live. Chemotherapy is too hard, and I still want to save some dignity in the end.

He has a lot of affection for this lamp, so he has kept it many times.When he left, he told me that if this light is to be replaced in the future, see if it can be sent to the museum. It is meaningful in the history of the country's rail transit and must be remembered.He recommended me as the train conductor, and he also brought me up. When he left, he didn't explain anything else, only about the light.Now that I have a problem at work, I have to call him for advice. "

Zhou Yanling sighed softly.

After a while, Wu Fengrong said again: "Usually I can't see its usefulness, but now that the lights are off, I feel that it can't be done without it. It's the same with people. Usually you don't think he is good, you think it is dispensable, and there is not even a new style. Well, when it’s over, it’s good to think about it, even if it can be a bit emotional. The new-style things are too practical, and they don’t have any emotional appeal at all.”

This time Zhou Yan listened and understood.Wu Fengrong wanted to say that to others, the old conductor was just a conductor, so he was only seen as a conductor, but to him, he was still a respected elder, not only useful but also affectionate.Now, everyone in the car sees Wu Fengrong as the train conductor, and only sees his usefulness.One day he will be useless, can't control the car and can't save people, just as useless as this gas lamp.But there is always a day when things will not work out. Is Wu Fengrong afraid of that day?

Before Zhou Yanling could reply, Wu Fengrong got up and turned off the light, and the bright spot shook a trace of blue lightning, which snapped off.After all, this lamp is too old. It won't last long, and it will go out by itself after a long time.

Wu Fengrong opened the charcoal filling port of the boiler and reached out to check the temperature.He lowered his head very low, surrounded by the billowing sea of ​​flames, his hair was shiny, black and healthy, the tips of his eyes were sharp and outrageous, and even the eyebrows, nose, and corners of his mouth were full of outrageous flames.

Zhou Yanling was too shocked to speak.

After all, Wu Fengrong is young, and he is reliable. He does not seek relatives, friends, or power. He can push away the glory of the past and be a person who only lives in the present, but others don't see it that way.Just like what Zhou Yanling saw at this time, Wu Fengrong was already radiant and a fairy figure, but Wu Fengrong didn't know it at all.Wu Fengrong may not be ignorant of his own pleasing beauty, but he doesn't take advantage of it.A man is almost invincible if he does not take advantage of his beauty.

Zhou Yanling leaned over and kissed his forehead.He thought, Rongrong, you will never know that I am willing to love and cherish you with my life.I will not tell you such things, because if I say it, you will be worried and burdened, and you will be afraid of me putting it into practice.Just like you don't tell the old train conductor what you miss now.He knows you love him, and that's enough.

Man is a cowardly animal.Sometimes the feelings are too strong, and I dare not speak out for fear of overwhelming the other party.The closer a person is, the less likely he is to talk about love. This is true for parents and children, and for couples who are close and intimate.

Someone knocked on the door outside, it was the boiler worker on duty.

Wu Fengrong let people in, followed Zhao Xintao, and said, "There are a lot of passengers who registered for the return journey. Some of them had bad attitudes, and some asked them to get off the bus right away. It was completely unreasonable. We, a little girl, were scolded and cried. It's not good for us to take compulsory measures against passengers. Rongrong, how do you deal with these passengers?"

The three of them walked outside, and the cold wind was howling. After staying in the boiler room for a long time, they didn't feel that the temperature outside was at least five or six degrees lower.Zhou Yanling pulled up his collar, and saw the whirling wind and snow outside turning somersaults on the hillside. He didn't know which mountain road was steep, and the night lights along the road were straight up at a ninety-degree angle, and the clouds covering the top Like a whirlpool, it sucks the wind straight into it.The window of the next car was opened a crack, and the storm was screaming louder than the wheels, like a manic-depressed patient.

Zhao Xintao complained in a low voice: "I just fell asleep at this point, and I have to wake people up, and I have to appease those who can't get out of the car, alas."

I'm sure I won't be able to sleep well tonight.

27. Now the truth is revealed!

10:30 in the evening.

The passenger's disturbance was more serious than Wu Fengrong imagined.There were four or five women with yellow faces and big feet standing outside the train conductor's seat, and the steward sat opposite, his eyes were red from crying, and he didn't say a word.Wu Fengrong was afraid of disturbing the rest of the other passengers, so he wanted to invite people into the carriage and close the door to talk, but these women insisted on standing at the door, yelling and cursing all over the sky, louder than louder.

The marshals surrounded them, but before they moved, they simply let go of their voices, screaming, crying, and roaring, and suddenly they started fighting at each other.The scene was out of control. In an instant, countless arms were raised in the air, fists and palms were exchanged aggressively, hair was pulled, clothes were pulled, ears were pulled... Wu Fengrong was slapped, Zhao Xintao angrily pushed the person away, and the police stepped in to arrest him. The flight attendants fled in panic.An old man standing outside squatted down, picked up the change dropped by everyone and put it in his pocket.

In the end, we bargained for a full refund of the ticket price from the free return destination, and each person received 120 yuan in compensation.For the 120 yuan, Wu Fengrong called his boss for another half an hour, and it was already past midnight when he got busy.He got out of the driver's seat in a daze, only to remember that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

The kitchen has been turned off, and the door will not open until five in the morning.Wu Fengrong didn't want to bother the chef, so he went to the young flight attendant to ask for some snacks.He was holding the bag of potato chips while chewing and looking at his phone, there was a text message from Zhou Yanling.

——I made fried rice, and here at Zhou Chi, I came over to eat after I was busy.

Wu Fengrong raised the corners of his mouth, happily begging for fried rice.The rice was returned to the microwave oven twice and covered with a thermal sleeve, but the tea was freshly brewed and steaming.Zhou Yanling concentrated on holding the laptop, and Zhou Chi got a network card from somewhere, barely able to load the pictures.Zhou Yanling had six or seven webpages open at the same time. Wu Fengrong saw that some of them were in English, so he sat next to him curiously and leaned his head to look at them.

His nose was stained with oil from a rice spoon, and Zhou Yanling kissed the tip of his nose smelling the fragrance.Zhou Chi yelled, covered his face and yelled strangely: "Brother Zhou, are you a mouse? You only know how to steal oil to eat."

Zhou Yanling chuckled.Wu Fengrong said angrily: "What are you looking at, he is a mouse and you are a cat? He is not eating your family's oil." He took a few bites and then poked Zhou Yanling with his elbow, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yanling said: "I'm looking at the company of their surname He. It's a pretty big construction company. They do everything from interior and exterior design, urban design to mechanical and electrical engineering. The projects include residential, commercial, office, complex, and more. For the case of medical education, the top garden of the Tongzhou City Center Museum in 12 was their target. The company is not listed, and the company has more than [-] employees..."

"Does a construction company need as many as [-] employees?"

"For the data to look good, in fact, all outsourced personnel are included. If customer service, construction, and maintenance teams are included, then there will be more. I have seen a small communication maintenance company claiming that its own employees Tens of thousands are nothing more than workers climbing electric poles for maintenance. The real labor contract is counted in the company, no more than two thousand."

"That's enough. Even if [-] employees of this company buy insurance from your company, it's a big bill."

Zhou Yanling thought for a while: "Our company should have their list, but I didn't take over, I want