Chapter 407 Moscow doesn’t believe in tears
The plane stopped steadily at Baiyun Airport.
The two got off the plane with their suitcases in hand. Fang Minghua smiled and said to Zhao Hongjun: "Aren't you going to visit your sister?"
"Let's go do business first and talk about it when we get back. "Zhao Hongjun's mood at this time was that he wished he could grow wings and fly to Hainan immediately.
The two of them left the waiting hall and took a taxi directly to Huacheng Railway Station. When they arrived at the train station, they inquired about it. What made them feel depressed was that there was no direct railway from Huacheng to Zhanjiang!
After asking the station staff, I learned that to get to Zhanjiang, you must first take a train to Hengyang in Hunan Province, then turn to Guilin and Liuzhou in Guangxi Province, go south to Yulin, and finally reach Zhanjiang.
The entire journey takes 24 hours!
What a god
The two looked at each other.
The two of them didn’t want to ride in a car, which would be bumpy and bumpy, and it would take more than ten hours. There was no other way, so the two of them had to buy two tickets to take the train to Zhanjiang via a detour. They spent a whole day and night before finally arriving in Zhanjiang.
After getting off the car, I didn’t bother to rest. I just found a restaurant and had a bowl of the famous Powei Fried Rice Noodles, and then took a taxi to Zhanjiang Pier.
The sun is setting now.
Standing on the edge of the pier, looking at the sparkling sea under the sun and the salty sea breeze blowing, people immediately feel relaxed and happy.
Zhao Hongjun saw the sea for the first time, and he seemed very interested. He smiled and said to Fang Minghua: "Seeing this scene reminds me of a poem I memorized when I was in school."< br>
“What poem?”
"How beautiful is the sea?
Everything you look at is water,
Everything but water is legs."
Verse?
It's not as humorous as someone else's song "Ocean, you are all water, O horse, you have four legs."
"Don't worry about poetry. Go buy a ticket, or you won't be able to catch the last ferry." Fang Minghua urged.
"Okay, let's go."
When the two of them arrived at the ticket office, they naturally had to show a letter of introduction issued by their employer. However, Hainan has not implemented a border defense permit these days, so there is one missing procedure.
It is night now, the stars are dotted, the port is still brightly lit, and people preparing for the night ferry are still lined up.
After the last light on the shore disappeared, the ship sailed in the vast night sea. I don’t know how long it took to sail, and finally saw a light appearing in front of it.
The destination, Haikou, has arrived.
In the early morning, the two got off the boat and stood on Xiuying Pier. Looking around, except for the blue sea, the rest was farmland, and there was no shadow of the city at all.
After asking the staff wearing red sleeves at the pier, I learned that it is 20 kilometers away from the city on a rural road, and buses run every two hours.
Two hours? !
The two gasped after hearing this.
"Then how can we get to the city quickly? Are there taxis?" Zhao Hongjun couldn't help but ask again.
"Here" the staff member pointed to the east. Fang Minghua looked in the direction of his finger and saw more than a dozen simple motorcycles similar to three-wheelers parked in various directions under the coconut trees over there. The driver of the car, wearing a unique local hat, was haggling with a group of passengers who had disembarked.
Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun hurried over with their luggage, and five minutes later they boarded a three-wheeled motorcycle - three yuan per person.
Zhao Hongjun is a very thief. He sat down in the sidecar of a three-wheeled motorcycle and pretended to be carrying his own luggage. Fang Minghua had no choice but to sit in the back seat, which was fortunately more spacious.
The motorcycle driver "Tutu" stepped on the accelerator twice and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a girl's voice from behind: "Comrade driver, wait a minute."
As soon as Fang Minghua turned around, he saw a very delicate girl wearing glasses, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, rushing over panting with a travel bag.
“Comrade driver, can you take me to Haikou?” The girl spoke Mandarin with a slight flavor of Beijing movies.
The driver was a man in his early forties with dark skin. He smiled honestly and said: "Salesman (girl), three yuan per person, as long as they are willing."
Obviously, generally Of course the driver won't have any objection if two people sit in a vehicle with three people, as long as the two men agree.
"Brother, please, let me sit on it too, there are no cars around here." The girl immediately begged.
Sure enough, the surrounding tricycles had already driven away, and they were the only one left.
Seeing that Fang Minghua and the others were silent, the girl seemed to have thought of something and quickly took out a red notebook from the travel bag she was carrying and handed it to him. "I'm not a bad person, I'm a college student, and this is my diploma."
Bad person?
Fang Minghua couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
Are you a bad person like this?
Obviously a young woman who is inexperienced in the world.
Zhao Hongjun was curious and took the graduation certificate, looked at it, and handed it to Fang Minghua.
The girl’s name is Dai Jiali, and she graduated from Yanjing Foreign Languages Institute.
This is also a famous university.
"Minghua, why don't you move the girl's position? It's convenient for others." Zhao Hongjun said.
Holy shit!
Easy as you said!
You sit alone in the sidecar and let us squeeze in the back? !
Fang Minghua glared at him.
"I'm fat, and you're thinner, so I'll replace you." Zhao Hongjun laughed again.
Zhao Hongjun has indeed gained a lot of weight in the past few years, with his belly getting bigger first, but with his slicked back hair, he still has the temperament of a successful entrepreneur.
The girl was also smart and immediately begged Fang Minghua: "Brother, please do well. I'm very thin and can't take up much space."
Fang Minghua glanced at the girl.
It is very thin.
Wearing a T-shirt, you can park the plane in front.
"Okay, you sit behind me, but don't blame me if you fall." Fang Minghua had to say.
"Don't worry, it won't happen." The girl said quickly.
Fang Minghua had no choice but to move his butt forward. The girl was very happy to sit on the back of the tricycle and begged Zhao Hongjun to help her carry her travel bag.
Soon, the No. 3 motorcycle was heading towards the city with black smoke coming from behind.
The asphalt road leading to the city is not wide, but it has obviously been repaired, so the road is in good condition and does not feel too bumpy.
The girl was a little nervous at first, hugging Fang Minghua's waist tightly, but she relaxed obviously later, and her back against Fang Minghua was not so tight, finally allowing him to breathe.
Three-wheeled motorcycles were speeding on the road. There were tall coconut trees on both sides of the road. Beyond it, there were large lychee gardens, and the blue sea was faintly visible in the distance.
The scenery is beautiful.
There is no cold wind from the north, and the sea breeze blowing on your face is gentle.
This made Fang Minghua, who came from the north, feel comfortable.
The girl sitting behind me also felt the unique southern scenery, and finally started to sing softly.
Несразувсёустроилось,
(Not all things are created equal)
Москванесразустроилась
(Moscow was not built in a day)
Москваслезамневерила,
(Moscow does not believe in words)
аверилалюбви
(but believes in love)
The song was actually in Russian!
The sound is pretty nice.
The melody is very familiar and it is a very popular song in this era.
Interlude from the Soviet film "Moscow Does Not Believe in Tears".
(End of this chapter)