On May 31st, my mother and I set off for the town where my father worked - Jinjiaba Town, Wujiang District, Suzhou City. The reason why my mother and I went to Wujiang was because my father¡¯s salary was paid the day before. When I called the night before, my mother asked my father to transfer 3,000 yuan to the bank card. There was a lot of noise on the phone, which made my mother more angry. That night, my mother suddenly changed her previous attitude of not going to Wujiang. The next morning, when nothing was prepared, my mother and I set off for Wujiang . At that time, there was still a week before the wheat harvest, and most of the rapeseed had already begun to be harvested. The rapeseed in front of our house had already begun to ripen, and the rapeseed planted on the contracted land beside the abandoned Yellow River was also ripe. When going to Wujiang, the mother put twelve goslings in a cardboard box and took them to the stop of the Wujiang bus. The twelve goslings were put together with the luggage in the luggage compartment of the bus going to Wujiang.
I remember that the trousers I was wearing at the time were dirty because there was no other pair of trousers to change, and there was a lot of mud on the trousers. After getting off at Wujiang station, I felt quite embarrassed.
I remember that as soon as we got off at Wujiang Bus Station, my mother and I unloaded the luggage and goslings from the luggage compartment of the bus. The little goose seems to be hungry and wants to eat vegetables. So, my mother asked me to put the three cardboard boxes containing the goslings in the passenger lounge on the west side of the station to watch, so I watched the goslings, and my mother went to the lawn in the station to find some green grass to feed the goslings . Those little geese were dirty because they hadn't been washed in the river before, and because they had been stuffed in the belly of the car for several hours, the smell from their bodies was stinky. I sat awkwardly alone in the passenger drop-off area on the west side of Wujiang Bus Station. A girl got out of a car and sat next to me, and she asked me which car to take to Zhenze. I didn't know Zhenze at the time, so I pointed to the station and asked her to go in and ask. I was shy and embarrassed to watch the girls talk to the girls, so I just stared at the front and watched the girl sitting to the west of me resting from the corner of my eyes.
I remember that when the bus stopped at the Jiangyin service area, my father said on the phone that he had transferred 3,000 yuan to my mother¡¯s bank card. I didn¡¯t want to go to Wujiang. I told my mother that I would buy a ticket and take the bus back to Binhai after arriving in Wujiang. My mother didn't want to go too much, so she decided to take a bus back to Binhai when she arrived at Wujiang Bus Station. Before and after getting off the bus at Wujiang Bus Station, I discussed with my mother that since we are here, we should stay in the factory where my father works for a few days before going back. Mother also agrees with this.
The gosling was almost fed, so my mother and I went to Wujiang Station. At Wujiang Station, my mother asked about the shuttle bus to Jinjiaba. The ticket seller said that to Jinjiaba, I had to take the Beishe bus. The fare of the bus from Wujiang to Beishe was ten yuan. The fare of the bus is six yuan. My mother and I bought two tickets for the Beishe shuttle bus. The Beishe bus departs every hour or so, so my mother and I waited at the station for the bus to Beishe. When checking the tickets before boarding, our group was waiting there. My mother and I missed the first bus because the people who got on the bus rushed past. Because I thought that the car in Beishe was similar to the situation when I took a car to Huxian in Xianyang before, and there would be no difference. I didn't expect that the ticket gate would be closed after only two minutes. At the ticket gate, there was still a group of people who hadn't had time to check the ticket and board the train, and my mother and I were among them.
While waiting for the bus, my mother and I put the cardboard boxes containing the goslings next to them. The goslings were calling, and some passengers around felt novelty. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com