Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

Wang Miao's hometown is in a small county in Wutong City. After the plane landed at Wutong Airport, he could choose to take a long-distance bus or contact a ride to Qihuang District. The journey is expected to take four hours.

As soon as Fu Xizhou got out of Wutong City Airport, he felt that he had traveled through time. He had traveled to the end of the 80s and the beginning of the 90s. As far as he could see, there were no buildings with more than ten floors. The greenery was very good. There were no uniform plaques in the shops on the street, and they were all flowers. Green, the road is wide, but there are few cars.

"Miao Miao, where are we going now?" Fu Xizhou asked Wang Miao while carrying Wang Miao's suitcase, then put his arms around Wang Miao.

"Go home, call a ride, and then go to Qihuang District." Wang Miao said weakly.

"Didn't you say that your home is in Wutong City?" Fu Xizhou scratched his head.

"That's right, Qihuang District, Wutong City, is there a problem?" Wang Miao laughed viciously like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank.

"Ah, how long will it take?" Fu Xizhou was a little afraid of the journey ahead.

"If there is no traffic jam on the highway, you can get home in about four hours." Wang Miao recalled seriously.

"Damn." Fu Xizhou staggered and shouted.

"Hey." Wang Miao squeezed the soft flesh on Fu Xizhou's waist.

"Master driver, how much is it to go to Qihuang District?" Fu Xizhou tried to ask the taxi driver at the gate of the airport the price.

"Qihuang District, that's a long way away. It costs 400 yuan." The driver rolled his eyes, quoted a price, and then lowered his head and lit his cigarette.

"It's too expensive." Fu Xizhou clicked his tongue.

"It's all the same price. Whoever you take is the same price. If you don't believe me, you can ask everywhere." The driver seemed very impatient.

"Nah, are you talking nonsense? It costs 400 yuan to go to Qihuang District, and the car burns gold, right?" Wang Miao said suddenly.

"Ahem, ahem, it's not like the price has increased now. It's not expensive for the two of you to charge you four hundred. This young man is also from Qihuang District with an accent. He is a fellow townsman. I will give you a discount. The two of you Give me three hundred and seven, if it works, let's go right away." The driver said with a sneer.

"I won't take the car, let's go." Wang Miao dragged Fu Xizhou to leave.

"Hey, don't go, young man, how much do you say." The driver shouted hastily.

"One hundred and four." Wang Miao turned around and said.

"One hundred and fourteen is not enough, one hundred and fourteen is not enough for me to run this trip." The driver quickly waved his hand.

"Then how much did you say?" Wang Miao asked.

"Two hundred, is that okay?" The driver stretched out his hand to make a "two" and asked.

"It's too expensive, one hundred and eighty. If you can, you can buy it. If you can't, I'm looking for another place." Wang Miao asked.

"Okay, it's only one hundred and eight. They're all fellow villagers. Let me show off my style. Let's go, get in the car." The driver threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it, then trotted over to pick up the box in Fu Xizhou's hand.

"Wow, what were you talking about just now? I found your Wutong City dialect so difficult to understand." Fu Xizhou sat on the back seat and asked.

"Bagging, killing is not the basic operation of the aborigines in every place?" Wang Miao laid down the co-pilot's seat and found a comfortable position to lie down.

"Let's go, young man, are you going home for college vacation?" The driver closed the trunk, trotted back into the car and started the car.

"No, I'm at work, so I'll take a leave of absence and come back to have a look." Wang Miao closed his eyes.

"Oh, it's good to go to work and earn money to support the family. Do you smoke, young man?" The driver reached back and handed the cigarette case to Fu Xizhou.

"Thank you." Fu Xizhou took out one and put it in his mouth.

"What do you do for work? I think you are very handsome. You are that one. What kind of Internet celebrity is that one?" The driver laughed.

"I, I'm a designer." Fu Xizhou also smiled.

"Okay, good design, what kind of design, interior design or something?" The driver lowered the window.

"Costume design." Fu Xizhou replied.

"Then you are a great artist." The driver laughed.

"Haha." Wang Miao also laughed.

"Where did you come back from?" the driver asked, looking at the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Pingcheng." Wang Miao replied.

"It's a big city. I heard that the housing prices in Pingcheng are very high. It's hard work." The driver said with emotion.

"It's okay, I've been to Pingcheng for many years, and I'm used to it." Wang Miao also lit a cigarette.

"Yeah, it's good to get used to it. Young people, it's good to suffer a little bit while you're young. Look at me, I'm still driving a taxi when I'm 40 or [-] years old. I can't stop for a while. I stopped working. The whole family has nothing to eat." The driver sighed.

"It's difficult these days. It's not easy. The salary is so low and the consumption is so high. The money earned is not enough to spend." Fu Xizhou also joined the discussion.

"You look well dressed, you can get your annual salary." The driver glanced at Fu Xizhou in the rearview mirror and said with a smile.

"I can't talk about it." Fu Xizhou waved his hands quickly.

"It's better to suffer now than later, isn't it?" Wang Miao pointed his head towards Fu Xizhou.

"That's right, that's true, you can't live without painkillers for a day." The driver nodded, and took a pill while waiting for the red light.

"It's hard work." Knowing that Wang Miao was talking about himself, Fu Xizhou scratched his head in embarrassment, and then changed the subject.

"That's not bad. It takes a whole day to get in the car. My waist and legs are stiff and stiff after a long time, but there's nothing I can do. The child is about to take the college entrance examination, and he's going to worry him to death. I don’t go to school, but I still have to read. For people like us who have no money and power, children can only hope to change their fate by reading. If they don’t study hard, what will they do in the future? If you can’t support yourself, how about marrying a wife, buying a house and car, and raising children.” The driver sighed.

"Yes, reading is still good, it's useful." Wang Miao agreed with what the driver said.

"I didn't ask you where to get off in Qihuang District just now?" The driver scratched his hair that hadn't been washed for many days.

"Well, the supermarket in front of No. [-] High School." Wang Miao thought for a while and said.

"Oh, ye also graduated from No. [-] high school?" the driver asked in surprise.

"Yes, I was good at studying back then, and most kids couldn't keep up with me." When talking about high school, Wang Miao became extremely proud.

"Then why don't you continue your studies? I think you're not very old, so you haven't gone to college. It's a pity not to go to college after studying so well." The driver looked at Wang Miao.

"At that time, when I was young, I felt that reading was not interesting, and there was no challenge. Now it is too late to regret it." Wang Miao did not change his face when he lied.

"What a pity, what a pity, what are you doing now?" the driver asked.

"Now, I'm playing now. I quit my job a few months ago. I'm too tired. I want to take a break." Wang Miao smiled.

"Have I met you before? Why do I look so familiar to you? Take off the mask and let me see if it's okay." The driver glanced at Wang Miao again.

"A few years ago, I went back to Qihuang District for a funeral." Wang Miao pulled the mask down to his chin, and met the driver's searching gaze.

"It's you, I said I must have seen you, good guy, you are a myth in Qihuang District now, your name is Wang Miao, right?" The driver took out the cigarette case and offered Wang Miao a cigarette.

"It's me." Wang Miao smiled, took the driver's cigarette and pinned it to his ear.

"We all said that the Golden Phoenix really came out in the Qihuang District. I even applied for the student grant that you opened the year you came back." The driver said excitedly.

"Student fund?" Wang Miao was a little surprised.

"Yeah, you forgot?" The driver smiled.

"It's been too long, I really can't remember clearly." Wang Miao patted his head.

"You did this before, my God." Fu Xizhou exclaimed.

"You don't know, those poor families in high school, and the parents of children who come to study in the countryside, all say that Wang Miao is a great kind person, that he is a good person, and that he is rewarded with good things, and that he will be safe all his life. I don’t know the family anymore, and I thought about charging you 400 yuan just now, I’m really not human, I won’t charge you this trip, call me when you leave, and I’ll send you back, and I won’t charge you either.” The driver Said.

"That's so embarrassing!" Fu Xizhou quickly refused.

"You don't know, my family is poor, and I'm going to die. That year when I came home, I told me that a big brother donated money to the No. 2 Middle School. He said that all the children whose families are poor but want to study, the student The fund will give 500 yuan to each person, and the students who are admitted to Pingcheng University and Shenhai University will be given another [-] yuan to their families. You don't know, but now the children in Qihuang District are all studying hard, who doesn't If you study, you will be worthless in the future, and my son won’t be able to rank in school every time he gets more than [-] points!” The driver’s eyes were a little red, “In the past, other towns and villages said that there are troublemakers in the poor mountains and rivers of our Qihuang District, saying that When the children in our district grow up, they will either learn to steam steamed buns or learn to make furniture. It is impossible to produce a well-educated one. Now, who dares to say that we are poor and evil. Last year, Guangping City in our district Eight of them passed the college entrance examination, and the No. [-] student in the college entrance examination in Wutong City is from our district!"

"Help others. It's their own efforts to get into college. It has nothing to do with me. It's not worth mentioning." Wang Miao waved his hand.

"How can you say that? What is not worth mentioning? You are called immeasurable merit. You have done a great deed!" Fu Xizhou patted Wang Miao on the shoulder.

"We inquired later, who is Wang Miao, and later we found out, and we also knew that your family treated you badly, don't worry, we are people who know how to repay your kindness, and the family of your stepfather is now from In our Qihuang District, there are rats crossing the street, whoever sees them will spit, and the meat is five yuan more expensive than others, we can’t let the benefactors of our town be wronged after all these years!” The driver laughed.

"Your family treats you badly?" Fu Xizhou asked cautiously.

"Tsk." Wang Miao didn't bother to talk to this idiot who didn't open any pot and carried which pot.

"Hey, hello, brothers in the team, where are you? Let me tell you something. Who is still in the district now? That Wang Miao, who runs the student fund, is in my car. Get ready when you have time. Get ready for the national highway in Qihuang District, I will send you a message when I arrive, you clear the way, honk your horn, and give the golden phoenix in our district a big hero's face." The driver picked up his phone and sent a message in the WeChat group Voices.

[The author has something to say: During the Chinese New Year, maybe I will write a chapter or two of small theater, not necessarily, it depends on the situation. 】