Reading | Different places, fellow hometown

Author:Banyue talk about new media Time:2022.09.07

In the afternoon, the school notified that her daughter had to be temporarily closed at school for a period of time, and parents needed to send her accommodation supplies at 6 to 6:30 in the afternoon. Time is urging, while I have filtered various items needed for children to live in school while preparing.

The "big items" such as bedding pillows and bed sheets are covered in large tidelle bags; several sets of laundry, as well as various washing utensils and sanitary products, packed two organic bags and one lever box respectively; And wine refined wet towel ... After a moment of tangling, a box of milk and snacks were installed.

At about 5:30, if I borrowed a small cart of community properties, I will launch a taxi waiting area not far away from the community. When a driver saw me far away, he got out of the car and greeted him.

He is about forty years old and his skin tone is slightly dark. I was thinking about how to ask him to park near the school near the school and help me send my luggage to the school gate of tens of meters away. I am willing to pay a little more. To prevent blockage, the school gate does not allow parking. But before he opened his mouth, the driver's master asked, "Is this going to the high -speed rail station?"

It's my familiar hometown accent! I couldn't help but talk about it, and blurted out a rural voice: "Master, we are both fellows."

He stunned and immediately reacted: "My hometown is in Wulian County, Rizhao, you are ..." I said the name of my hometown, and he laughed: "Isn't it?

The master put the 4 pieces of luggage one by one and drove on the road skilled, and we naturally chatted.

The master said that he has been out of his hometown for almost 20 years and has been renting all the time, and has been in three cities.

We wiped up with the village, as if we had known each other for a long time. In the words of the master, the probability of his fellow passengers has been very low in recent years, and there are not many in total.

And he was the first fellow taxi driver I encountered in a foreign country for 18 years. Coincidentally, I really need to help this time. It is simply using the word "luck" to explain.

After the car stopped at the school not far from the school, I didn't wait for me to speak, and the master took the initiative to pick up two large luggage, helped me send it to the waiting area at the school gate, and rejected me to pay more. He said, "We are the same hometown."

Township -how kind vocabulary! And this word is also beginning to feel when I left home when I left home when I was young.

In fact, Qingdao and my hometown are in the same province. Although 300 kilometers apart, strictly speaking, it cannot be considered a foreign country.

We live in 7 girls in our bedroom, from Texas, Weifang, Zibo, Rizhao and Linyi, and I and my Shangpu are the same hometown of "iron magnet" in the same county. Later, I found that there were more than a dozen fellows in that floor. Moreover, almost from each city classmate can find his own fellow.

Therefore, when everyone talks together, chatting with their fellows in their hometown words, but the language constantly changing the language is extremely natural. The fellow villagers represent a kind of unreasonable and reason. The same accents can instinctively approach each other.

Later, I left Shandong, and the kind of closeness to my fellow villagers became more deeper. Once I went to the south when I was on a business trip, I encountered a young flight attendant on the high -speed rail, and I started organizing my luggage rack after departure. When he sorted it up to my seat, he raised his arms to work skilled and talked gently at the headset.

The sound was light, but I still heard a few words -that was so familiar with the rural voice. He should be talking to his parents and told them to eat well, don't spend money "GA Shi". Those two pronunciations means "willing" in my hometown.

Suddenly, my heart was warm, looking up at him, the young face was under the mask, only a pair of bright eyes showed, clean and gentle. At that moment, I suddenly thought of Cui Yan's two poems: "Temporarily borrowing the boat, or maybe it is the same hometown."

Or I am afraid that it is a poem that touches people.