On the northbound train, I swung my legs vigorously and ran forward step by step.

As the New Year approaches, there are always a lot of people going home, which makes every carriage full of people!

The train tracks make a clanging sound, like a lullaby, which makes pedestrians on the seats narrow their eyes as if they are still asleep.

In this era of lack of entertainment, the greatest leisure time in a car is reading newspapers and chatting with others.

Other than that, I can only close my eyes and rest my mind, waiting for the end.

Of course, there are also special programs in the carriage, which is singing.

The sounds of singing, the sounds of faith, and the sounds of joy can always inadvertently become the main theme of the carriage.

The ups and downs are endless.

Sometimes there are two kinds of tunes in one carriage.

The train stops and goes, allowing people from all over the country to gather together, from strangers to acquaintances, to familiarity, and then tell their dreams.

Everything was so fast and so logical.

Comrade Lao Jin was sitting on the outside of the seat, listening to the singing in the distant carriage, and was filled with joy at the vitality of the country.

While lamenting that time is not forgiving, I was also like this back then!

But now, I am full of ambition but not strong enough.

Next to her was Mrs. Cui, who was wrapped up tightly in a coat. She heard that she was coming to Sijiu City this time and insisted on seeing her child.

I don’t know if I’m looking at a grandson or a great-grandson.

Of course, no matter which one they choose, it will be even more joyous for the old couple.

At the very back was Zhang Qing, who insisted on following her. She was lying on the table and resting. She was the most noisy during the day.

Originally, the little girl had already returned to Shanghai. Now she heard that her grandparents were going to Sijiu City, so she volunteered to take care of her. As for her real purpose, she probably didn't want to be alone at home.

Especially this year, the eldest son-in-law and his two sons have to get familiar with the new equipment. It is estimated that they will not have much time at home this year.

Thinking of this, Lao Jin remembered the purpose of Sijiucheng.

Many years ago, he, Lao Ding and Lao Jiang were together, and the three of them had a life-long friendship.

Especially Lao Jiang, who saved him on the battlefield.

To repay his kindness, Lao Jin may have many shortcomings, but he still understands this.

So this time he heard from Lao Ding that something happened to Lao Jiang, so he called Yang Xiaotao.

In any case, Yang Xiaotao's words are more effective than him in Sijiucheng.

Of course, he also knew that this whirlpool was not something one could step into casually, so he just told Yang Xiaotao to inquire about the information and did not want to involve him.

As for him, he is an old man, so he has nothing to worry about!

It’s just that I didn’t expect it!

Just when he got in the car and rushed to Sijiu City, a series of news came, and he was immediately confused!

impossible?

How could a machinery factory blatantly go out on the street to 'puller' people?

How could this be?

No one from Sijiucheng came out to stop it? No one took care of it?

Unbelievable?

After doing this, there was no problem, at least until now, there was no penalty for the machinery factory.

It's simply unimaginable and unbelievable.

In other words, all this game is beyond his understanding.

But when he learned that the trigger of all this was actually directed by his grandson, he was shocked and shocked after doubts, which left him speechless for a long time.

At the same time, I was a little moved.

In his opinion, if he hadn't called Yang Xiaotao, he wouldn't have gotten involved.

Fortunately, his grandson is quite capable, no, he should be very capable.

Otherwise, there would be no name for Xiao Zhuge.

You know, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

I already have a high regard for this grandson, but I don't want to think that I still underestimate him.

However, he also knew that after this incident, his grandson was also at the forefront of the storm.

I also made up my mind that I would never cause trouble to him in the future!

"Old man, where are you?"

"We're almost at Qilu!"

After Old King Kong finished speaking, Zhang Qing, who was looking out the window at the night, spoke.

"Grandma, the Yellow River in Quancheng is so beautiful, but it's a pity that you can't see it at night..."

"It's Quancheng. No wonder it's getting colder and colder."

Ms. Cui tightened her coat and said, "How can Xiaotao and the others endure such a cold weather? I think it would be better to move to Shanghai after a few years. It's not that cold here and the environment is better..."

Comrade Lao Jin stepped aside after hearing this, not wanting to listen to this nagging.

"Look, Optimus Prime!"

"So many Optimus Primes! I saw them in the newspaper!"

The young man opposite suddenly pointed out the window. A row of tall trucks were heading south on the highway, with a lot of things in the carriages.

As if to say hello to the train, the passing trucks turned on their lights, reflecting on the huge body.

Many people in the carriage opened their windows and waved and greeted the convoy regardless of the cold. Even if they just passed by, they could not stop their enthusiasm.

"It's so big. We made it ourselves."

"The automobile factory in Quancheng is really amazing, and this liberation is even bigger!"

"Not only that, I heard that there are no such big ones abroad."

"real?"

"Really! These trucks have been exported abroad, and I can make a lot of money!"

"Great, we can also make money from abroad!"

"It's rare to see a lot of strange things. Now we can make a lot of money. What about friendship, flying eagles, and fierce horses..."

Someone on the side was counting on their fingers, and the whole carriage became excited.

"Well done to Quancheng Automobile Factory, well done!"

"I will also go to Quancheng in the future to build a bigger car."

"Okay, let's go together..."

A group of young men and women were thinking about the future, but Comrade Lao Jin was sore in his mouth. They also had cars in the Shanghai Automobile Factory.

I just looked at the truck running outside, feeling inexplicably envious.

"This car was designed by my brother! It was made in my brother's factory!"

Suddenly, Zhang Qing's voice sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Then, Zhang Qing raised his snow-white neck and proudly explained what he knew, causing bursts of cheers.

He instantly became the most popular person in the carriage.

Lao Jin looked at everything in front of him, the young people who held their heads high and wanted to become workers, the young people who chanted slogans and wanted to contribute to the country, and the young people with adoring eyes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In my mind, I put all the bad things in Sijiucheng behind.

Workers and youth are one in themselves.

Then, thinking of all this

He thought about it again, with the same expression on his face as Zhang Qing, "That's still my grandson."

"unity is strength…"

The singing started again, and the car became a sea of ​​cheers again.

…

The train traveling from south to north was full of people and filled with laughter.

On the train traveling from east to west, there were only a few people, and they were dull and silent.

In the carriage, Ma Hua leaned against the window and snored constantly.

Beside him, his young daughter was leaning on his arm, her little face was red from the cold, but she was sleeping soundly.
To be continued...