"Old Qiao, why do you still wear so many clothes?"
Liu Kaijin's voice came from behind. Qiao smiled bitterly and turned back. He was startled by this sight.
It turned out that there was a man and woman standing next to Liu Kaijin. The man looked old at first glance, but the woman was none other than Zhang Mingyi!
Qiao Jinling also saw Zhang Mingyi. For a moment, they didn't know what to say. They had made a scene when they robbed the leather shoe factory. They thought they would never see her again, but they didn't expect to meet old acquaintances in a foreign place.
However, Zhang Mingyi looked as if he didn't know them, and Qiao Xiangqian also pretended not to know them and just treated them as strangers.
"Why are you so stunned! Old Qiao, let me introduce to you. This is Director Lin from our city's Land Planning Bureau. This is retired teacher Zhang. We are together. Director Lin, this is from our city's leather shoe factory.
Factory Director Qiao Qianqian. It just so happens that Teacher Zhang’s son was also in a leather shoe factory before..."
Liu Kaijin made polite introductions to both parties, but both parties ignored him. He was so bored that he stopped talking.
They only stayed in Guangzhou for a short time, and then continued to take the train to Haikou. After a while, Director Lin called Liu Kaijin over and whispered.
Then Liu Kaijin came over and said: "Old Qiao, I'm sorry, the leader means that we won't take the train anymore. We will charter a car to Haikou, and we can't take you with us. It's not that I'm not interested enough, but the leader's order is really too big."
Liu Kaijin had two big dark circles under his eyes, his face was haggard and droopy, and when he put on a smile that couldn't be lifted, his expression looked much weirder.
"It's okay. You just need to leave first. We have nothing serious to do. We can just walk slowly."
Qiao stepped forward and patted Liu Kaijin on the shoulder. He was a man and didn't say anything.
Liu Kaijin also patted his shoulder in return. The two men looked at each other and saw that Liu Kaijin had all his bags hanging on his body and followed the man and woman away.
"Dad, doesn't this woman have a partner? Why is there another one?"
Qiao Jinling asked curiously.
"Girl, let's not ask about this. My legs are swollen from exhaustion. The train doesn't leave until the evening. Sui Yong, let's find a place to eat."
Qiao moved forward and felt itchy all over, trying to find a place to solve the sweater problem first.
"Okay!"
Hu Suiyong was about to take Qiao Qianqian's luggage, threw it on his shoulder, hesitated for a moment, put it down again, and said with a smile: "Brother, you'd better take it yourself."
Qiao Qianqian was embarrassed, holding Qiao Jinling's hand with one hand and putting on his backpack. When he raised his eyes, he was startled. He had never seen so many people before.
Crowds of people are really not an adjective. People can really be like mountains and seas. With the same confusion and longing on their faces, they packed their bedrolls and plunged into this strange city.
Everything is new and stimulates the nerves of young people. This place will make them love and hate them.
There were so many people that Qiao didn't dare to wipe her front hand because it was sweaty, for fear that if she let go, her daughter would be squeezed away by the crowd.
The three of them finally squeezed out of the station after traveling through mountains and rivers. Before Qiao Qianqian could even take a breath, he was frightened by the people in front of the train station square.
After all, Qiao Jinling was someone who had experienced the Spring Festival travel rush, so he wasn't that surprised. But the two grown men, Qiao Xiangqian and Hu Suiyong, couldn't realize for a long time that this place was much bigger than the Anqing Railway Station.
Qiao Qianqian felt dizzy, maybe it was too hot. People on the street were all wearing short-sleeved shirts, and only someone like him who had just gotten off the train would dress so inappropriately.
"Brother Qiao, I see there is a fruit seller over there. Let's go buy some for you. At least you can cool down first. I haven't had much to eat on the way."
Hu Suiyong looked at Qiao Qianqian's face and said worriedly.
"That's okay. Let's all eat a little and then find a place to rest."
Qiao Qianqian's throat seemed to have been crushed by the heat over and over again, turning it into a thin piece of paper. At this moment, he missed a can of delicious canned yellow peaches very much.
"Boss, how much do these oranges cost per pound?"
Hu Suiyong walked straight over.
"Fifty cents. How much do you want?"
Qiao Jinling followed the voice and looked forward. It was like meeting him everywhere in the world. Isn't this Ge Ruiwei's father? Didn't he come out to look for his child? Why did he meet him in Guangzhou?
Although he had some changes, Qiao Jinling still recognized him at a glance. Ten steps away from him, there was a little boy kneeling begging.
It turned out to be Grave!
How could they, father and son, appear at Guangzhou Railway Station? They clearly knew each other, but they looked like they didn't know each other.
"Give me ten pounds!"
Hu Suiyong handed over a big solidarity note. Ten pounds was five yuan. Although he felt a little distressed, he didn't want to have a bad reputation in front of Qiao Xiangqian. He also wanted to save what he did on the train and let Qiao Xiangqian understand him.
Hu Suiyong is not a person who is greedy for money and profit.
"Okay!"
Grewe's father promised, and weighed the oranges quickly. He took the big unity piece, rummaged through it in his bag, and handed it to Hu Suiyong and said: "I'm sorry, young man, I don't have any change here. Please give me change."
Bar!"
"Okay! As long as you don't be afraid of trouble. Your accent doesn't sound like a Cantonese."
Hu Suiyong rummaged through his wallet while chatting.
"Yes, my hometown is in the north. I went out to look for children. If I couldn't find them, I started a small business."
Grewe's father spoke without stumbling at all. If Qiao Jinling hadn't known that he was lying, he would have never thought of it.
"Oh, that's not easy. Here are five dollars, just a few cents. Please count them."
Hu Suiyong held a pocketful of oranges and felt a little embarrassed.
Just as he was about to leave, one of his legs was hugged tightly. A little boy in tattered clothes begged in a low voice: "Please, uncle, I haven't eaten for several days, please give me some money to eat."
"It's so pitiful. I still have half a bag of bread here, so I'll give it to you. My child, I'll give you two more oranges."
Hu Suiyong looks tall and strong, but he is very kind-hearted.
Qiao Jinling was observing everything quietly from the side. He knew that it was definitely not that simple. What on earth were these two father and son acting?
Sure enough, Grewei did not accept the bread and oranges given to him by Hu Suiyong, nor did he let go. Hu Suiyong didn't know what to do for a moment, so he turned to Qiao Qianqian for help.
Before Qiao Xiangqian and Qiao Jinling had time to pass, Grewei suddenly got up, grabbed Hu Suiyong's wallet, got into the crowd, and ran away, like a drop of water falling into the sea, and no trace could be found in an instant.
Hu Suiyong could have caught him, but it was only because he was stopped by Grewei's father that he failed to catch him.
"Sorry, young man, I accidentally tripped you."
While he was talking, he deliberately blocked it with his hands.
It was all intentional! It was a coordinated battle between these two father and son!
"Okay, you use this trick again, take out my wallet quickly!"