Another old saying, everything always has two sides.

The rapid development of Wuliao has brought about many positive and positive changes, but it still has some bad impacts on some industries.

For example, at this time, the town station must have been crowded with men and women, young and old, carrying their wives and children, and packing them here in order to squeeze onto the minibus in the county town early so as to go to the county town to take buses to the south, or to catch trains in the province.

Generally, from the third year of the Chinese New Year to before the 20th day of the first lunar month, the drivers and ticket sellers of these minibuses were on the road from the time they were not dawn to the treetops of the moon, and even had to run quickly when they had to eat and go to the toilet.

However, looking at the bulging waist bag, the hard work is worth it, and they even wish they could live such a life all year round.

What's more, they were also the most awesome at that time. Usually, many people would bargain for a car. If you ignore it, they would take a trip, but for half a month, as much as you say, it would be good to get on the car. Who would bargain?

If there is a stingy person who wants to give you less than 80 cents. As soon as you open your mouth, the car door will be opened immediately, "If you don't sit down, just get off," so awesome!

However, as the Jiasheng Industrial Park in the town becomes larger and larger, as more and more people do various small business deals in the town, and as more and more people buy cars, such a grand occasion can only be recalled now.

But starting from the eighth day of the lunar month, the business of these minibus in the town, especially the return trip, has been better than the same period last year. In the past few days, many young people speaking Mandarin come to the town from the county town.

I am really from other places, not those who have been in the south for a few years and have been speaking Mandarin artificially when they come home.

After a curious inquiry, it turned out that they were some middle-level cadres from Jiasheng who came to the town to participate in the training. Although some of them blamed Jiasheng for making his business slow during the peak season, there were still topics related to Jiasheng, "Are you in a Shanghai company? I have a younger brother who works in a lithium battery factory in Shanghai."

Yes, many of these drivers and ticket sellers’ relatives also work in various companies under Jiasheng.

Finally, these cars were very attentive to drive directly to the door of the training center, so that they would not have to pull their suitcases and walk from one end of the town to the other end.

As a local, my father rode a motorcycle to send Hu Junting to the training center to report this morning. On the list of her dormitory, she saw several familiar names, Wang Jinju and Wen Hong.

I was in the provincial capital and I always saw Wang Jinju several times a year during the meeting. But Wen Hong said that after graduating from junior high school in 1995, she never saw her again.

The last one in the four-person dormitory was a girl named Zhang Yan from the Holiday Hotel. Is she also a native of the town?

Although it is a collective dormitory, each dormitory has nearly fifteen square meters, and a bathroom of about six square meters makes it very spacious for four people to live in.

There are four beds with upper and lower bunk beds in the dormitory, and the upper bunk bed is a computer desk. There are two wardrobes in the middle of the bed. In the middle of the room is a small conference table. It is probably for people in the same dormitory to discuss.

Hu Junting looked at the conditions and felt a little moved. She hadn't lived in a collective dormitory for several years, but the conditions for the collective dormitory this time were really the best.

"Little guy, come on, call me aunt, ask me to give you candy, won't you call me? Then kiss my aunt,"

Hu Junting heard the sound and greeted the door, "Jin Ju, ah Wen Hong, long time no see,"

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

"Hu Junting?" Wen Hong was also very surprised to see her, "We haven't seen each other for eight years. Wow, you are more beautiful now than before, a big beauty, how do you take care of it?"

Among the three girls, Hu Junting really looks in the best condition now. She is very lucky. After graduating from a technical secondary school, she directly joined Youjia and developed very smoothly.

Wang Jinju even 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 and still didn't get a salary. Now she has just given birth to a child and her body shape has changed a bit.

As for Wen Hong, she is the most bumpy one among the three of them. The unbearable days in the south were inevitably left with marks on her heart, and these marks would definitely be reflected.

"Where are you? Look at you, you are different from the same beautiful and frozen people?" Hu Junting said with a smile. For the sake of their demeanor, they also don't care much about temperature.

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

In fact, Feng Wen should be the one who is most uncomfortable. At the beginning, he had been trying to touch Wen Hong's little hand on the pretext.

However, he was thick-skinned.

"Hello everyone," a girl wearing a blue plaid windbreaker and pulling a big box stood at the door of the dormitory, greeting them a little crampedly.

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

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

"Haha, maybe this is Yiping lent an excuse to give you more parenting leave," Wen Hong said with a smile, "Hello Zhang Yan, I am Wen Hong. From your accent, I am also from the local one?"

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

Zhang Yan thought it was good. The people in the same dormitory seemed to be very easy to deal with.

"The class is officially started in the evening. Why don't we go to school together when we have time?" Feng Wen suggested, "I haven't been there again after graduation."

"Okay," everyone agreed. They have never been there again after leaving school in 1995.

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

Yiping’s school? “You and Mr. Feng?” she pointed at them and asked.

"Class, classmate," Hu Junting pulled her, "Let's go. Together, you seem to be younger than us?"

"I just entered junior high school the year you graduated from junior high school."

"Wow, that's that I'm less than 20 years old this year? I just graduated, right? I joined the group just after graduation. It's great!" The three girls, who were only twenty-three or four years old, looked at her a little enviously.

Feng Wen drove it, but it was still a van, which could transport goods and load people, which was very suitable.

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

"I heard from Yiping that I bought it. I have worked so hard in the past two years. The family's expenses are so high that I also need a mortgage every month. Junting is easier than us,"

"Where is it easy? Are you two people getting their salary?" Hu Junting said, "But fortunately, Dongpingxi paid a mortgage. Otherwise, it would be more difficult to buy it now. "

"Then I have to hurry up and get every set, otherwise I will be even less affordable in a few years," said Wen Hong.

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

Zhang Yan was very happy to hear this. In recent years, his father has often boasted about his wisdom in making decisions. He did not think about rebuilding a house in the village first. Instead, he used that money to buy a house in the provincial capital.

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

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The entire school is now surrounded by a wall of more than one person. From the outside, there are several buildings inside, and even the gate has been changed. It is no longer facing the highway, but has been changed to the side, and a guard room has been set up. Feng Wen is now negotiating there.

The old man in the guard room seemed to be a lie, and Feng Wen didn't even want to give him cigarettes. "I'm still in class, I can't let you in,"

"Uncle, we are Yiping's classmates. Just go in and take a look. Otherwise, you call Principal Zhang and ask?" Wang Jinju said.

"Yiping's classmate, from the 95th class?" The old man immediately changed his face, "Then I'll say it earlier," he opened the big iron door and went to the small door, "Iping didn't come?"

"Thank you, uncle, he is busy and is still on a business trip. Don't worry, we will definitely not make loud noises," said Feng Wen.

If I had known that Yiping's name was so easy to use, why would it take so much to do?

"The changes are so big," said Hu Junting.

"It's beyond recognition," said Wen Hong.

What the school looks familiar now is the sycamore trees beside the playground, the red brick building in the middle that originally had the office and accommodation of teachers, and the small courtyard of the dean and other buildings, all of which are missing.

In front of the kitchen, there is now a teaching building. Just like back then, there are now lectures and recitations. A four-story building was built on the ground in the original classroom. Looking at the signs hanging on the doors, it seems to be office buildings, libraries, and multimedia classrooms.

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

It turned out that the two dormitories on the slope were also dormitories, but they were only on the dean's courtyard. They were not large in scale. They seemed to be the dormitories of faculty and staff. The building behind the red brick building was still the dormitories of students.

In the past, the bluestone steps were gone, and they all turned into uniform cement steps.

Several people walked quietly on the campus, trying to find the traces of the past. However, the joys and sorrows of the past seemed to disappear with the demolished bricks and tiles, either being dumped at will or broken into raw materials. Perhaps, they were buried in the underground under their feet.

Hu Junting stood under the remaining red brick building, thinking about that rainy day, she seemed to be squatting in a puddle here crying silently. It was him and Feng Yiping who led him up. In order not to let himself get wet in the rain, he was soaked into a chicken that fell into a drop of soup.

That is, from that day on, I couldn't let it go.

However, in this old place, I can’t find the scales of the past. Is it time for me to let go?

"Looking back to the past," Wen Hong said quietly in her ear.

"Where is it?" Hu Junting denied, but her face turned red.

"Not all encounters are called encounters, and not every encounter can be with you. Fate comes, goes, like water. Let him go, what is past,"

Hu Junting looked at Wen Hong with some surprise, "Did you choose Chinese or are you deeply touched?"

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

Hu Junting had a good impression of Feng Yiping, perhaps because at that embarrassing moment, when everyone was watching jokes, he helped Hu Junting up, but he was like when Wen Hong was at the lowest point in her life.

However, Hu Junting dared to show her goodwill for Feng Yiping, but Wen Hong didn't even dare to think about it now because she felt that she was not qualified. Moreover, Huang Jingping also cared for her in the capital. How could she think about things she shouldn't think about?

"Look," Zhang Yan suddenly shouted and pointed at the blackboard newspaper on the red brick wall.

There is still a message on the top of the blackboard newspaper, "Feng Yiping, an outstanding graduate of our school, led by our school, successfully listed on Nasdaq!"

"How come this one is here?" she asked in surprise.

"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 to several students, "That is, you guys are pretty good? Very good, very good,"

"Qiuling is also very good, an excellent teacher from key provincial middle schools,"

"Haha, that's thank you Yiping to help,"

Zhang Yan was a little disappointed. Feng Yiping couldn't see the places where he studied and lived in the past. "Princess, why did Yiping's news appear on the blackboard newspaper of the school?"

"You mean this, hehe, wait," he took out a big binder from the cabinet behind. "You see, we have all the news reports about him, and some of his interviews and news clips, and we tried our best to find a way to record them,"

Zhang Yan looked carefully. The earliest newspaper clipping was in 1995. The latest one was that after successfully listed, Feng Yiping returned from New York and was interviewed by various media at the airport. She immediately felt like she was attracted by the treasure, "Can I copy one?"
To be continued...