Mu Yang has been holding Xia Kejun's hand, and after squeezing into the carriage to find his seat, Mu Yang reluctantly let go of the slender hand that was as warm as jade, Xia Kejun's hand gave Mu Yang the same feeling as if he was touching the mutton fat white jade that he got out of the safe.

Put the suitcase on the luggage rack, and the two sat down, Xia Kejun found that Mu ** didn't have any luggage, and asked curiously: "Brother Mu, where is your luggage?" ”

"I don't need to bring luggage." Muyang ignored this, but he could only deal with it like this.

The train was noisy, it was just an ordinary car, and even the seats were hardboard and wooden, but fortunately it was a short distance, and it could be passed with patience for a few hours.

Because there were too many people on the car, the two did not chat, and the train drove slowly all the way into the capital.

The two didn't get out of the train station, Muyang planned to buy tickets and take the bus directly to Zhangjiakou, but when the two came to the ticket gate, they saw a large number of people crowding and arguing at the ticket window, just to squeeze in front of the small window.

At this time, another ticket window opened, and the people inside shouted: "There is a ticket." ”

Then I saw that the crowd burst out with huge energy again, and after a while, hundreds of people were crowded to the newly opened window.

Mu Yang looked at it a little scratching his head, this is even more chaotic than the Spring Festival, do you have to go to the crowd with them to buy tickets, this is also too chaotic, there is no order at all.

There are no signs, no instructions, a row of ticket windows only opens, and then people will flock to rush to buy tickets, but not the train they want to sit on, only ask the conductor directly to know, so even if you try your best to squeeze to the window, there may not be a ticket for your train, it is really confusing to a certain extent.

Mu Yang frowned, pulled Xia Kejun aside and said, "You wait for me here, I'll think of a way." ”

"Well, I'm waiting for Brother Mu here."

"If, I mean, if you meet a bad guy and shout, I'll come over."

A smile bloomed on Xia Kejun's face: "Okay." Xia Kejun only said one word, but her psychology was warm, and she felt like a child being cared for, which was very warm and sweet.

Muyang put down the small suitcase and walked directly to the office area.

"Sir, this is an office area, and you can't go in at will." Muyang was stopped by a security guard, if he wasn't wearing a suit and dressed like a successful person, the security guard wouldn't have spoken so politely, and it is estimated that he would have driven people away.

"I want to see your stationmaster and take me to him." Muyang said in Japanese with a straight face.

At that time, the security guard was a little confused, and he was at a loss, because he didn't know Japanese, but he could hear that it was Japanese, and he didn't dare to offend the Japanese. hurriedly said: "Tai, Taijun, I don't understand what you said." ”

"Take me to your stationmaster." Mu Yang said in slightly stiff Chinese, which he deliberately said.

"Okay, okay." The security guard led the way and led Muyang to the stationmaster's room.

The stationmaster is a little fat, but he understands some Japanese, but he still uses Chinese to communicate with Muyang, and he heard that Muyang introduced himself as a Japanese military major, and he wanted to take a car to Zhangjiakou to take a post, and he needed two tickets for a first-class sleeper car, and the fat stationmaster did not dare to slack off, and quickly ordered someone to get the ticket.

After Muyang got the ticket, he said, "How much?" ”

"No need, Taijun takes the car, then you still need to pay for it, I wish you a happy journey first." The fat stationmaster said with a smile on his face.

"How much does this ticket cost?" Mu Yang asked in a deep voice.

"A ticket costs 20 silver dollars, and Japanese currency can be legal tender." Seeing that Muyang didn't appreciate it, the fat stationmaster hurriedly replied.

Muyang took out his wallet, took out 50 yen from it and threw it on the table and said, "You have to remember that in the future, Japanese people will have to pay the bill when they take the car, this is the rule, you know." ”

"Got it, got it." The fat stationmaster nodded and sent Muyang out of the door, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "The rules of bullshit, the Japanese have also talked about the rules, today this Japanese seems to be a virgin, but the official is not small, and he became a young man, and it seems that he is also a child of the family." ”

Paying for the ticket is not that Muyang has a lot of money and nowhere to spend, in fact, he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart and doesn't want to accept this favor.

He took advantage of his Japanese identity, although he could get unhindered, but he also felt sad for the people of this era, and he suddenly realized that if he did not assume the identity of a Japanese, he would not be able to do anything in this era, even if it was not easy for Europeans to do it at home, except for Germans and Italians.

Muyang walked to the place where Xia Kejun stood, in the crowded station, Xia Kejun stood there quietly, like a blooming lotus, standing quietly and solemnly without staining foreign objects.

"Let's go, I've got my ticket." As he spoke, he was about to go and get the suitcase.

"Brother Mu, let me take it, you are carrying it all the way." Xia Kejun also bent over to get the suitcase.

Muyang took the suitcase in his hand and said with a smile: "Are you still polite to me now?" Alright, let's get into the carriage. As he spoke, he naturally took Xia Kejun's hand and walked directly to the back of the train.

This time, Xia Kejun was pulled by the hand, and it was much more natural, and he followed Muyang very obediently. In fact, this is also Muyang's small means, let the two people get familiar with each other first, so that they can close the distance as soon as possible.

The decoration of the first-class carriage is obviously much more ornate, and Ye Shengtao's fairy tale "Mimosa" describes the comfort of the first-class carriage as follows: "The chair is made of goose down, and as soon as you sit down, your body is tightly attached and soft, holding you up." The curtains are a whole piece of brocade, and the patterns on them are the handwriting of famous artists. With it down, you can admire the painting, and the light in the car is very soft. It's time for you to take a nap. ”

The train carriages of the Republic of China can be divided into three classes, second class soft seats, but not luxurious, the third class is the kind of ordinary carriages, wooden seats, no facilities, not as good as the first class carriages, carpets on the ground, powder rooms, toilets, etc., and all have sleeper cars. There is a dedicated waiter in each carriage.

Mu Yang looked at his carriage number and walked into his sleeper room with Xia Kejun. At this time, the sleeper rooms are closed, and the decoration inside is more luxurious and comfortable than the bullet train of later generations, no wonder the capital to Zhangjiakou is only more than 200 kilometers away, and a person will need 20 silver dollars, you know, at this time and space in the Republic of China, a bag of flour is only 3 silver dollars, Muyang and Xia Kejun's fare, enough for a family to eat for a few months.

Xia Kejun looked around and said, "It's so beautiful here, it's the first time I've sat in such a good carriage." ”

"Where did you come to sit before, it is said that the conditions of your house are not bad." Muyang put down his luggage and said casually.

"At that time, my father also had a monthly salary of 200 yuan per month, but my father would take out part of it to support poor students and support a family, so our family can only be regarded as a well-off family, and we can't afford to sit in such a luxurious carriage." Xia Kejun said that his expression was a little gloomy here.

"Okay, it's noon now, let's eat something, I'll ask the waiter to bring it to the carriage for us, what do you think."

"Okay, I'm a little hungry." After speaking, Xia Kejun showed a girl's unique smile.

At this time, the train only served Western food, and the two ordered very ordinary bread, ham and soup, the best was a steak, but the taste was much worse than that in the restaurant.

The train is still parked in the station, and the delay of trains in the Republic of China is very common, and it is now wartime, if the train can reach the destination smoothly, it will be considered lucky.

Seeing that it was still early, Muyang said, "What do you want to do in the future?" ”

"What?" Xia Kejun didn't react for a moment when asked.

"I mean, what do you want to do when you're revenge?" Muyang asked.

Xia Kejun thought for a while and said softly: "I don't know, what I wanted most before was to be able to avenge my family, but in the future, I didn't think about it carefully." ”

"Then what do you like, you can do that in the future."

"I like to read, my father used to teach Mandarin, and I like literature, especially poetry, prose, and novels."

Mu Yang looked at Xia Kejun's delicate face, no wonder he was so temperamental, now he knew the origin of this temperament.

"You can also try to write poetry, essays, novels and so on."

"I'm afraid I can't do it."

"There is nothing that can't be done, express your feelings, write what you want to write, record your life insights and stories, in fact, as long as you write it."

"But I always feel that my writing is much worse than those masters."

"Writing is practiced, read more and write more, there will always be a successful day, even if it is written only for yourself, when you are old, take it out and read it, it is also a wealth of life." Muyang encouraged.

Xia Kejun's bright eyes looked at Mu Yang and said, "Thank you, Brother Mu." ”

In fact, this thank you includes thanking Muyang for her encouragement, and it is also a thank you to Muyang for enlightening her, Xia Kejun is a smart girl, knowing that Muyang is deliberately enlightening her, Muyang originally said that people don't need to live in the pain of the past, their lives must go through by themselves.