Chapter 796 Letting Go and Starting

It's that old saying again, everything has two sides.

The rapid development of Wuli'ao has brought many positive changes, but it still has some negative effects on some industries.

For example, at this time in the past, the station in the town must be crowded with people, men and women, old and young, with their wives and belts, and people with big and small bags crowded here, just to get on the minibus to the county seat as soon as possible, so that they can go to the county seat Buses from all over the south, or go to the province to catch a train.

Generally, from the third day of junior high school until the twentieth day of the first lunar month, the drivers and conductors of these minibuses have been on the road from before dawn to the treetops at the top of the moon. Even eating and going to the toilet, they have to take small steps. run.

However, looking at their bulging pockets, the hard work was worth it, and they even wished they could live like this all year round.

What's more, at that time, they were also the most arrogant. Usually, many people will bargain repeatedly when taking a car. If you ignore it, he will sit next time, but for half a month, as much as you say , It’s good to be able to get in the car, who will bargain?

If there is still someone who is stingy and wants to give a little less, the door will open as soon as he opens his mouth, "If you don't sit down, get down," how arrogant!

However, as the Jiasheng Industrial Park in the town is getting bigger and bigger, as more and more people are doing various small businesses in the town, and as more and more people are buying cars, such a grand occasion is no longer available today. It can only be recalled.

But since the eighth day of the eighth day, the business of these minibuses in the town, especially the return trip business, has been better than the same period last year. In the past few days, many young people who speak Mandarin have come to the town from the county.

They are really out-of-towners, not those dudes who have been in the south for a few years and then pretend to speak Mandarin when they come home.

Curiously inquiring, it turned out that some middle-level cadres from Jiaqiang came to the town to participate in the training. Although some blamed Jiaqiang for making their business slow during the peak season, there was still something to talk about about Jiaqiang, "Are you In the Shanghai company? I have a younger brother who works in a lithium battery factory in Shanghai,"

Yes, many relatives of these drivers and conductors also work in various companies under Jiaqiang.

In the end, these cars drove directly to the entrance of the training center very attentively, saving them from having to carry their suitcases from one end of the town to the other.

As a local, there is no such trouble. Early this morning, my father rode a motorcycle and sent Hu Junting to the training center to report. She saw several familiar names on the list of her dormitory, Wang Jinju and Wen Hong.

In the same provincial capital, during meetings, I could always see Wang Jinju several times a year, but Wen Hong, speaking of it, never saw him again after graduating from junior high school in 1995.

The last person in the four-person dormitory is a girl named Zhang Yan from the Holiday Inn. Is she also from the town?

Although it is called a group dormitory, each dormitory has nearly 15 square meters, plus a bathroom of about 6 square meters, it is still very spacious for four people.

There are four bunk beds in the dormitory. The upper bunk is for accommodation, and the lower bunk is a desk with a computer. There are two wardrobes between the beds. In the middle of the room is a small conference table. It is for discussion with people in the same dormitory.

Looking at the conditions, Hu Junting felt a little emotional. She hadn't lived in a dormitory for several years, but the conditions of the dormitory this time were really the best.

"Little guy, come on, call Auntie, call Auntie and I'll give you candy, can't call? Then kiss Auntie,"

Hu Junting came to the door upon hearing the sound, "Jin Ju, ah Wen Hong, long time no see."

The one walking in front was Wang Jinju, who was already a wife and mother, and the one behind, holding Wang Jinju's daughter, was Wen Hong, whom she hadn't seen for many years. Feng Wen walked at the end alone, pulling two large suitcases.

"Hu Junting?" Wen Hong was also very pleasantly surprised when she saw her, "We haven't seen each other for eight years, right? Wow, you are more beautiful than before, big beauty, tell me, how do you take care of yourself?"

Among the three girls, Hu Junting does seem to be in the best condition now. She is very lucky. After graduating from technical secondary school, she joined Youjia directly, and her development is very smooth.

As for Wang Jinju, she went to the south and was detained in the factory by an unscrupulous boss. She worked day and night for more than half a year without getting a single salary. Now that she has just given birth, her body shape has changed somewhat.

As for Wen Hong, she was the most difficult of the three of them. The unbearable days in the south inevitably left some imprints on her body and heart, and these imprints would definitely show up.

"How come, look at you, are you not as beautiful and cold?" Hu Junting said with a smile, for the sake of demeanor, they also didn't care much about the temperature.

After not seeing each other for a few years, the three girls immediately chatted enthusiastically. As for some unhappiness in the past, such as the little quarrel between Hu Junting and Wen Hong back then, even the parties involved can't remember it now.

In fact, Feng Wen was the one who felt the most uncomfortable. Back then, he tried to touch Wen Hong's little hand several times.

However, he has thick skin.

"Hi everyone," a girl in a blue plaid trench coat and pulling a big suitcase stood at the door of the dormitory, greeting them a little awkwardly.

"Oh, you must be Zhang Yan, please come in, Feng Wen, quickly take her box," Wang Jinju walked to the door with the child in her arms to welcome her.

"Wow, this is you and your child, so beautiful." Zhang Yan took off his gloves and carefully touched Wang Jinju's daughter's little hand, "It seems that many female colleagues brought their children to participate in the training this time. ,"

"Hehe, maybe this is an excuse for Yiping to give everyone more parental leave," Wen Hong said with a smile, "Hi Zhang Yan, I'm Wen Hong, and I'm from your local area?"

"I'm from the next county, and my accent is not much different,"

Zhang Yan thought it was good, the people in the dormitory seemed to be easy to get along with.

"Classes start in the evening, why don't we go to school together when we have time?" Feng Wen suggested, "I haven't been there since I graduated,"

"Wow," everyone agreed all the time. After leaving the school in 1995, they also never went there again.

"Zhang Yan, do you want to come together? Our school is also Mr. Feng's school," Wang Jinju said.

Yiping school? "You and Mr. Feng?" She pointed at them and asked.

"Classmate, classmate," Hu Junting pulled her, "Let's go, together, you seem to be younger than us?"

"The year you graduated from junior high school, I just entered junior high school,"

"Wow, that means you're less than 20 years old this year? Just graduated, right? It's great to join the group just after graduation!" The three girls, who were only in their twenties and fourteens, looked at her a little more enviously. .

Feng Wen's car is still a van, which is very practical for carrying goods and people.

"Jinju, did you also buy a house in the provincial capital?" Wen Hong asked.

"I heard what Yiping said. I bought it. The past two years have been really hard work. The family's expenses are so high, and the mortgage is required every month. Junting is easier than us,"

"Where is it easy? The two of you get paid, okay?" Hu Junting said, "However, fortunately, after listening to Yiping's words, I got a mortgage together. Otherwise, buying it now would cost at least a dozen or hundreds of thousands more. , more strenuous,"

"Then I have to buy every set quickly, or I won't be able to afford it in a few years," Wen Hong said.

"We have to hurry up. If the money is not enough, let the family find a way. You can borrow from the credit union,"

Zhang Yan was very happy to hear this. In the past few years, his father often boasted about his wise decision-making. Instead of thinking about rebuilding a house in the village, he bought a house in the provincial capital with the money.

The total price of the first set has doubled now, and the parents who have tasted the sweetness bought another set last year.

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The entire school is now surrounded by a wall that is as high as a person. From the outside, there are several buildings inside, and even the gate has changed its direction. It is no longer facing the road, but changed to the side. A guard room , Feng Wen is negotiating there now.

The old man in the guard room seemed to be a dead man, he didn't want any cigarettes from Feng Wen, "I'm still in class, I can't let you in,"

"Master, we are Yiping's classmates. We just went in to have a look. Otherwise, why don't you call Principal Zhang and ask?" Wang Jinju had no choice but to carry the child over to help.

"Yiping's classmate, from the class of 95?" The old man's face immediately changed, "Then tell me earlier." He opened the big iron gate and closed the small one, "Yiping didn't come?"

"Thank you, sir, he's busy and still on a business trip, don't worry, we won't make any noise," Feng Wen said.

I knew that Yiping's name was so easy to use, so why bother talking so much.

"It's changed a lot," Hu Junting said.

"Unrecognizable," Wen Hong said.

The school looks familiar now, that is, the sycamore trees beside the playground, the red brick building in the middle where the teachers used to live and work, oh, and the dean’s small yard, and other buildings, all nowhere to be seen.

In front of the original kitchen, it is now a teaching building. It is the same as before, and the sound of lectures and readings can now be heard inside. A four-story building was built on the land where their original classroom was. Looking at the signs on the doors, it seems to be Office and library, as well as multimedia classrooms.

On the original site of the row of classrooms opposite, there was a five-story building. Judging by the clothes drying on it, it should be a student dormitory.

It turns out that the two dormitories on the slope are also dormitories, but the one next to the principal's courtyard is not large in scale. It seems that it is a dormitory for teaching staff, and the one behind the red brick building is still a dormitory for students.

Those bluestone steps before are also gone, and they have all become uniform concrete steps.

A few people walked quietly on the campus, trying to find traces of the original. However, the joy and sorrow of those years seemed to disappear without a trace along with the demolished brick houses, either dumped at will, or smashed into raw materials, perhaps, buried under the ground.

Hu Junting stood under the only remaining red brick building, thinking of that rainy day, she seemed to be squatting here in a puddle and weeping silently. It was him, Feng Yiping, who pulled her up. Was drenched into a drenched chicken.

Girls who are just in love can easily pretend to be someone else in their hearts, maybe since that day, they can't let go.

However, in this old place, I can't find the old scaly claws. Shouldn't it be time for me to let go?

"I think back then," Wen Hong whispered in her ear.

"How can there be?" Hu Junting denied, but her face turned red.

"Not all encounters are called encounters, and not every encounter can be with your son. Fate comes and goes like water. Let him go in the past."

Hu Junting looked at Wen Hong in surprise, "Did you take Chinese as an elective, or did you feel deeply moved?"

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Wen Hong's face also turned red.

Hu Junting has a good impression of Feng Yiping, maybe because at that embarrassing moment, when everyone was watching a joke, he helped Hu Junting, but he was equivalent to Wen Hong when she was at the bottom of her life. Pull up.

It's just that Hu Junting dared to express her affection for Feng Yiping at the beginning, but Wen Hong didn't even dare to think about it now, because she felt that she didn't have the qualifications, not to mention that Huang Jingping also cared for her in the capital back then. Can you think about things you shouldn't think about?

"Look," Zhang Yan suddenly yelled, pointing to the blackboard newspaper on the red brick wall.

On the top of the blackboard newspaper, there is still a message, "Feng Yiping, an outstanding graduate of our school, led the establishment of Yijia Express Hotel, which was successfully listed on NASDAQ!"

"Why is there this on it?" She asked in surprise.

"You guys, what are you doing?" Someone behind him asked.

They turned around, "Principal Zhang?"

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In the spacious and bright office, Principal Zhang poured tea for several students, "That is to say, you all are not bad? Very good, very good!"

"Qiu Ling is also very good, an excellent teacher in a provincial key middle school,"

"Hehe, thanks to Yiping's help,"

Zhang Yan was a little disappointed. The place Feng Yiping studied and lived in was nowhere to be seen now. "Principal, why is there news about Yiping on the school's blackboard newspaper?"

"You mean this, hehe, wait a minute," he took out a big binder from the cabinet at the back, "Look, we have all the news reports about him here, and some of his We also tried our best to record the interviews and news clips," he said.

Zhang Yan looked at it carefully. The earliest newspaper clipping was from 1995, and the latest one was that after the successful listing, Feng Yiping returned from New York and was interviewed by various media at the airport. She immediately felt like a treasure, "Can I make a copy? "

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On the way back to the town from school, apart from Zhang Yan, who felt that the trip was worthwhile, holding a thick stack of copies, the other four were a little heavy.

"It seems that I shouldn't go to see it, so I can keep something in mind," Wang Jinju said.

"It's nothing. The past should be the past. The current alumni can go to school under such good conditions. It's not bad," Hu Junting said.

"Why do I feel that you are looking for a reason?" Wen Hong smiled.

"The past can't be changed, but as long as the future is full of hope, isn't it all right? Maybe, at the next corner, a new story will happen,"

I just can't find a reason, what should be let go, I have to let go.

Those pasts are just like a cloud in the sky, occasionally unintentionally projected on one's wave heart, but now the cloud has a refuge, and it is best that the cloud has its own direction, and oneself has its own direction.

"Hey, Jun Ting, that's what you said," Feng Wen, who was driving, laughed.

The van just turned a corner and arrived at the gate of the town government. A guy in a down jacket just got off the motorcycle, "Look, is that Tang Shaokang?"

"Looks like it's him,"

"Yes, doesn't he work in the town?"

"Junting, new story!"

ps: Don't divide chapters at all, which is equivalent to adding updates!