Chapter 3 Chapter Two

Mother said at the door: "If the tram comes, we'll take it to the station." Children, do any of you know what a horse-drawn carriage is?Just as the carriage turned a corner, Emil waved, and it stopped.Before it drives away, I want to introduce you quickly.First of all, this kind of carriage is very beautiful, and secondly, it runs on the tracks just like the tramcars that are fashionable now, and the carriages are exactly the same, except that the front is drawn by big horses.In the eyes of Emir and his friends, this Malaysia is simply too shameful.What they fantasize about is an electric motorcycle with wires up and down, five headlights in front and three headlights in back.However, the city government of Xincheng believes that a live horse is enough for this short four-kilometer track.So up to now, there is no electric locomotive at all, and the driver does not need any cranks, levers or other things. He only needs to hold the horse's rein with his left hand, and hold the whip in his right hand, yelling "" Call - drive!"

Suppose a passenger who lives at 12 Town Hall Street is now sitting in a cab and wants to get out of it, all he has to do is tap on the glass window.Then the conductor yelled "Woo", and the passengers went home. The real stop might be at number 30 or 46.But that didn't matter to Newtown's streetcar company.The company has plenty of time.Horses have plenty of time.The conductors also have plenty of time. Anyway, the people in Xincheng also have plenty of time.If someone had something really urgent, he had to walk on his own. Mrs. Tischbein and her son got off at the Bahnhof Square.As the Emil was dragging the box from the carriage, he heard a rough voice behind them say: "Oh, you must be going to Switzerland?"

This is Sheriff Naschke.The mother replied, "No, it was my son who went to Berlin. He went to a relative's house to play for a week." At this time, Emil's eyes went dark and he almost passed out.Because he has ghosts in his heart.Recently, after a physical education class on the grass by the river, twelve primary school students came to the monument of the Crooked-faced Grand Duke Karl, and secretly put an old felt hat on the cold head of the Grand Duke.Because Emir was good at drawing pictures, the friends lifted him up high and asked him to draw a red nose and two black beards on the Grand Duke's face with colored pens.While he was painting, Sheriff Naschke appeared at the other end of the Ombre market!

In an instant, they all fled away as if flying.But Emile was still worried whether the sheriff had recognized them. But now the sheriff not only didn't say a word about that matter, but he wished Emile a safe journey and asked her mother how she was and how business was going! Even so, Emile was still unhappy.There was nothing in his knees as he carried the suitcase across the square towards the station.He kept thinking that maybe one day Nashike would suddenly yell behind him: "Emile, you are under arrest! Hands up!" But in fact, such a situation never happened once.Was the sheriff waiting until Emile came back to arrest him?

Mom bought a ticket at the ticket office (hard seats, of course), and bought a platform ticket.They came to the first platform - don't look at such a small place as Xincheng, there are still four platforms! —Waiting here for the train to Berlin.It's only a few minutes before leaving the car. "Don't leave your things in the car, my dear boy! Don't sit on the flowers! Let someone else put your suitcases on the luggage rack for you. When you ask for help, be polite!" "I can fit the box myself. I'm not sticky!" "That's good. Don't miss the bus. You arrive in Berlin at 6:16 p.m.

Get off at Delicistrasse station.You can get off early at the zoo or other stations. "Mom, you don't have to worry." " "Besides, don't be rude to people like you were to your mother. Eat the bread, and don't throw the paper on the floor. And--don't throw the money!" At this moment, Emil was startled, and hurriedly touched his jacket and the right breast pocket.Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, everything is normal." He walked up and down the platform holding his mother's arm. "Good mother, don't be too tired! Take care of yourself! If you are sick, there will be no one to take care of you. Then I will fly home at once. Write me a letter too. You know, I A week at most." He hugged his mother tightly.Mom kissed him on the nose.

At this time, the bus bound for Berlin pulled into the station with a wheeze.The car stopped.Emile hugged her mother again.Then, he took the suitcase and got into the car.Mom handed him the flowers and a bag of sandwiches and asked if he found a seat.He nodded. "Remember, get off at Friedrichstrasse!" He nodded. "Grandma is waiting for you at the flower booth." He nodded. "Little villain, you have to be polite!" He nodded again. "Be nice to Bonnie. I'm afraid you don't know each other anymore." He still nodded. "Letter to me."

"Mom, you have to write to me too." If there hadn't been a train timetable, perhaps they would have talked for an hour or so.The train driver with a red leather bag on his body shouted: "Passengers, please get on the train! Passengers, please get on the train!" With a slap, the doorman got on.The locomotive jerked away. Mother was still standing there waving the handkerchief at him.After a while, she turned around slowly and went home.Anyway, with the handkerchief in her hand, she simply burst into tears. But she only cried for a while, for the wife of Augustine the butcher was waiting at home, and wanted her to have her hair washed.