80s beautiful work fine

It is a long way from the remote mountain valley like Xifeng production team to the provincial capital.

Qi Ye has never traveled so far in his life.

Before Jiang Mo traveled to this era, although she traveled around the world in a private jet, but in this era of extremely bad traffic conditions, her eyes were smeared, so she could only drag Qi Ye by the corner of his clothes and follow him Walk.

Fortunately, although Qi Ye has never traveled far, he is well-organized and has a strong sense of direction.

The two went from the town to the county, and then took the bus to the provincial capital.

The conductor sat by the car door, with a clear and loud voice, yelling constantly, "Get on the car and buy a ticket!"

Qi Ye bought two tickets, a total of four yuan, and inquired again, and it took three hours to arrive.

Jiang Mo scanned around, they came early, there were only two or three people on the bus, and there were many empty seats.

The bus was cleaned cleanly, the seats were spotless, and the windows were so transparent that you could almost touch them to feel them.

Jiang Mo was very satisfied. She frowned slightly when she thought of taking a bus before getting on the bus. She picked the third-to-last row of seats by the window and sat down looking out the window.

After buying the ticket, Qi Ye also came over, sat down next to her, and said softly, "It takes three hours by car."

Jiang Mo nodded. It was already noon when they arrived at the county seat. They just ate something casually in the state-run restaurant, and then took a three-hour bus ride to the provincial capital, probably in the evening.

On the first day I came out, I didn't do anything, and I was all delayed in the car.

There is no way, in this era, cars and horses are too slow, and too much time is consumed on the road.

After waiting for another half an hour, the seats on the bus were full.

The conductor then slowly closed the door, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the bus finally drove towards the provincial capital.

The road from the county seat to the provincial capital is not as flat and smooth as modern roads.

The road was full of potholes, and the car body was ups and downs as the wheels rolled into the potholes.

Many people didn't take the shuttle bus to the provincial capital, and looked at the scenery outside the highway strangely.

But in Jiang Mo's view, there is really nothing to see.

In addition to the large fields, there are rolling mountains in the distance.

She yawned, just in time for a nap.

Then he closed his eyes and leaned the back of his head against the hard backrest, which was very uncomfortable.

Jiang Mo frowned, closed her eyes and moved her head to find a more comfortable and soft backrest—Qi Ye's shoulder.

It was much more comfortable this way, and Jiang Mo didn't feel that there was anything wrong, her cheek was pressed against Qi Ye's shoulder blades, and she fell asleep breathing lightly.

Little did he know that the moment she leaned forward, Qi Ye's back was pressed against the seat, and he instantly stretched straight.

The two hands resting on the thighs unconsciously clenched into fists, and they couldn't help but use their strength blindly, but they didn't dare to move.

After some time, there was a traffic jam ahead, and the bus stopped slowly.

Qi Ye's whole body was so numb that he could hardly feel the existence of his body, but he didn't move, not even the shoulder line trembled.

Jiang Mo slept soundly, he was afraid of waking her up.

I would rather be so uncomfortable that the blue veins on my forehead are slightly exposed, but I also press my lips tightly, not speaking or moving.

At this moment the car stopped, Jiang Mo woke up in a daze, and said: "Are you there?"

It was as if a feather brushed against his ears, and a tingling electric current ran all over his body. Qi Ye's long eyelashes trembled, and when Jiang Mo raised his head, they finally relaxed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Not yet."

Jiang Mo gave him a strange look, "Are you sleepy too?"

Qi Ye shook his head.

Jiang Mo raised her eyes and turned to look outside.

It turned out to be a traffic jam.

But fortunately, after some consultation, someone commanded, and soon the road was cleared again.

Jiang Mo pinched her neck, which was sore from sleep, Qi Ye avoided the white part of her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "You, are you still sleeping?"

"Don't sleep anymore." Jiang Mo's drowsiness receded and she gradually woke up.

"Oh." Qi Ye lowered his head in a sense of loss, and let go of his tightly clenched palms.

It was hot and wet sweat.

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The shuttle bus stopped and went, and it took more than three hours to arrive at the bus station in the provincial capital.

It was already dusk, and Jiang Mo was also hungry.

Qi Ye didn't look for the address on the letter first, but asked someone for directions, and brought Jiang Mo to the state-run restaurant near the station, where he simply ordered two dishes and one soup to fill his stomach first.

Then, go to the guest house again.

This time, he will stay for at most two days, so there is no need to save money like before, as long as he can find a clean and hygienic guest house that satisfies Jiang Mo.

But in fact, it was not easy. Jiang Mo was not satisfied after leaving the three guest houses.

Distraught, she didn't find another one. She passed the People's Park in the provincial capital on the way, went in and walked along the lake, throwing pebbles to vent her anger.

In Jiang Mo's eyes, the provincial capital of this era also generally tends to be dusty in color, dark and old, full of the flavor of the times.

In People's Park, the evening scene in autumn is even more so.

The only color I see the most is red.

Red flags are planted everywhere, which is the most beautiful decoration of this building.

Occasionally, you can see the big red slogans posted, which is also inspiring.

On the open space in the park, a group of children wearing red dance costumes are practicing dancing.

All of them have their hair coiled up, their bodies are slender, and they dance with enthusiasm.

Jiang Mo stopped and watched the group of children practicing. In the evening photo of the sunset, their immature voices sang the beat, earnest and cute.

Her mood seemed to gradually improve, and she couldn't help but curled her lips and smiled.

Jiang Mo also liked dancing when she was a child.

Then why didn't you dance?She doesn't remember much.

At this time, a child asked her in a childish voice: "Beautiful sister, do you want to dance too?"

When Jiang Mo came back to her senses, she realized that she seemed to be blocking the space for these children to dance.

She shook her head with a smile, took a few steps back, and said softly, "Sorry."

After finishing speaking, not only her, even Qi Ye was stunned.

When is Jiang Mo the one who can say "sorry"?

In a daze, Jiang Mo seemed to remember someone whispering in her ear, "You, don't say these two words again."

Who is it?Jiang Mo's head hurt like a pinprick, as if remembering the past before wearing the book, she became less like herself.

But obviously those memories have been blurred to the point where there are only clusters of black shadows left.

Jiang Mo frowned, and subconsciously told her not to worry about these anymore.

In an instant, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes stretched out again, and her usual proud expression returned.

Qi Ye didn't know why, but the rock that was suspended suddenly just now fell down slowly.

The teacher leading the group who taught this group of children smiled gracefully and said: "You are welcome. If you like it, you can take a look here. The children are going to compete on stage tomorrow. With so many spectators, they will definitely be nervous. Come here two days in advance. an audience, and let them get used to it.”

Jiang Mo was not too polite, she was tired after walking for so long, she happened to sit on a bench beside her, "Okay."

Being watched by a beautiful sister like Jiang Mo and a handsome brother like Qi Ye all the time, the children really became nervous.

But it didn't affect their practice and performance, and they danced very well.

After dancing one by one, their faces were flushed, their bright eyes flashed with shy and excited smiles, and they rushed to surround their teacher and kept shouting.

"Teacher Tian, ​​we're done dancing!"

"Teacher Tian, ​​can we give [-] points?"

The children are all only seven or eight years old, and their voices are sweet and soft, making people laugh when they hear them.

When they practiced before, Jiang Mo occasionally chatted with this teacher Tian.

I learned that the teacher's name is Tian Ting, and he works as an educated youth on a farm in the countryside. These children are the children of intellectuals who were sent to the farm for reform.

The conditions are difficult, but it does not affect everyone's yearning for a better heart.

Tian Ting still taught these children how to sing and dance on the farm.

After the gang of four was crushed, the intellectuals also went on a regular basis one after another, and they all wanted to bring their children back to the city.

It happened that the provincial capital was holding a children's dance competition, and Tian Ting took the children to sign up.

She watched them grow up on the farm, dance together, and yearn for the light together.

When it came time to part, it was a test of the achievements of so many years, and it was also like a gorgeous farewell.

Jiang Mo thinks Tian Ting is very romantic and brave.

He even gave her a thumbs up and looked at her with admiration.

Tian Ting invited with a smile, "I still have tickets there, if you are free tomorrow, come and have a look."

Jiang Mo was still not polite, "Okay."

She and Tian heard that a group of children left, crossed the pedestrian bridge outside the park with the slogan "Don't cross diagonally, and cars don't cross the line", and arrived at their place of residence.

Only then did I find out that Tian Ting and his children were also staying at the guest house.

Jiang Mo had never visited this guest house before.

The children slept in a whole Datong bunk, but they didn't expect it to be very clean and tidy.

The bed sheets made by Datong are all freshly changed, warm and fragrant, the floor is also swept spotlessly, and the bottom of the bed is clean.

Jiang Mo was very satisfied with this guest house, and took out the letter of introduction, paid the money, and decided to live here.

The children cheered and spent a short time together. They all liked this super beautiful sister.

So did Tian Ting, she couldn't say why, it was probably because of her eyesight.

Although Tian Ting worked as an educated youth on a farm in the countryside, her family is actually from the provincial capital.

Hearing that she grew up here since she was a child, Jiang Mo hurriedly asked Qi Ye to take out the yellowed letters from his pocket, and asked: "We came back to the provincial capital to find relatives, do you know how to get here? ?”

Tian Ting took a look, "No. 39 Jianghai Road?"

She frowned, "I heard from my parents that Jianghai Road is full of houses before the founding of the People's Republic of China, small two-story western-style buildings with gardens, and the classy colors are too strong, so they were all demolished in five years or so. ah."

Hearing Tian Ting's words, Qi Ye's heart skipped a beat.

So not long after my uncle sent these letters, the house where he lived was demolished?

"Where did those people in that house go?" Jiang Mo asked.

Tian Ting shook her head. She was still young at the time and couldn't remember clearly, "Some went abroad in a hurry, some were sent to be rehabilitated, and some...maybe they are no longer here."

She can only give such a guess.

Tian Ting saw that Jiang Mo and Qi Ye looked very serious, she looked down at the sender's name on the envelope, "Well, I'll let my parents and neighbors inquire about it. My house is only a few meters away from Jianghai Road. I crossed two roads, maybe someone knows me."

"Hou...Hou Junming, I've written down this name. I'll go home after the competition tomorrow. Don't worry."

When adults talk, children like to listen with sharp ears.

Suddenly a childish voice excitedly said: "Hou Junming! My father's name is Hou Junming!"