Chapter 31 Chapter 13 There is more than one wandering Ah Xiang

Ah Xiang's hometown is in the Northeast, and she used to work in a state-owned factory.It has been six years since she came to the South alone, and she has not returned home once. Ten years ago, Ah Xiang was assigned to work in the propaganda department after graduating from technical secondary school for children of the state-owned factory.Her weekly job was to write a newsletter of less than a thousand words, and published some nonsense such as "the situation is very good, the workers are very motivated, and the workshop is full of life." In her spare time, Axiang likes to write poems. Her poems were published in an influential publication called "Star Poetry Magazine" at that time. Factory Propaganda Section.

Literature in that era was still sacred.At that time, because I published a novel, I could find a good wife; because I published a novel, I could get a good job.At that time, the literary youth was the object of everyone's attention and the idol worshiped by people. Unlike now, the literary youth has become synonymous with pedantry and stubbornness. Ah Xiang should have been very beautiful ten years ago. She said that when she opened the door of her office every morning, she could see the love letter slipped through the door.At that time, the love letters would also be folded into the shape of pigeons, alluding to "the geese come and go", and the content of the love letters was also written like weeping and complaining, like resentment and admiration.And now, the love letter has also disappeared.Dry and tasteless mobile phone text messages have replaced those poetic language.

Ten years ago, Ah Xiang had many dreams. She said that she would come to the grass behind the factory by herself almost every afternoon after get off work, and sit there quietly, watching the sunset, the burning clouds in the sky, and There are undulating and misty mountains in the distance.She was thinking: what does the world look like on the other side of the mountain?Sometimes, when the plane passed through the clouds overhead, Ah Xiang stared at it obsessively, watching the plane disappear into the distant sky, Ah Xiang would always think: When can I get on the plane? Ten years have passed, and Ah Xiang is still dreaming of flying.

I said, I was the same as her when I was a child, but our place is a mountainous area, and I often stand on the cliff at the entrance of the village, looking at the layers of peaks, thinking about the world beyond the mountains.We have very few planes flying through the sky there.Every time a plane appears, adults and children will chase the plane and run far away. In the middle of the night, the number of people in the square gradually decreased, and the number of vehicles on the street also decreased. The hustle and bustle was gradually submerged in the thick night, and the air seemed to become pure and cool.There are people looking for work with luggage, and waste pickers carrying plastic woven bags. They slowly gather on the chairs in the square. They lie down and spend a peaceful and satisfying night here.

Ah Xiang softly sang popular songs from her childhood: "Grandma's Penghu Bay", "Ding Dong of Spring Water", "Panda Mimi"... She sang very emotionally. I saw her singing under the dim street lights. Tears glistened in the corners of his eyes. My heart is also full of melancholy. Her husband is an expert in production in the factory, and their life is very peaceful. With a child, the family of three enjoys a happy life.Life may continue to follow the established track.However, that year, the factory was restructured.The restructured factory became a company, and the company became the private property of the factory director. Axiang, who had been doing propaganda work, was laid off.

Later, the husband had a good friend in the company.Once when Ah Xiang came home, two naked bodies were thrown out on the bed.Her husband knelt down and begged for mercy, but Axiang's will was strong. She resolutely divorced and left the house to her husband. She left her hometown and came to the south with a package on her back. Life in the south is not as good as she imagined. Over the years, she has worked in various jobs: nanny, cashier in a shopping mall, pager girl, and employee in a garment factory.In the end, he left because the garment factory was in arrears of wages. A Xiang said that what she wants to see most now is the fire cloud in her hometown, which is burning all over the sky and flourishing, but she has never seen such a scene in the south.It's a pity that she has no money to go home. During the Spring Festival every year, she doesn't have enough money to buy a train ticket to the northeast.

I also talked about my life, the predicament of my family, my lonely mother, my brothers and sisters living in poverty, and my previous experience as a reporter in the provincial capital in the north.At that time, I lived in a village in the city, and there was a small shop selling glutinous rice balls at the entrance of the village. Every night when I came home, I could see a pot of glutinous rice balls boiling on the stove in that small shop. With a strong fragrance, eight for one yuan, eight for a bowl.Unfortunately, every time I eat that bowl of glutinous rice balls, I have to hesitate again and again.

Ah Xiang, like me, has had dreams one after another over the years, but the dreams have been shattered one after another.Old dreams are shattered and new ones are born.With a dream in mind, we are tenaciously living, struggling, and clenching our teeth in this city.Because we have no way out. Ah Xiang said, "I can't go back anymore." I said, "I can't go back either." That day, we sat in the square until dawn. After dawn, I told her that almost all the employment agencies here are black intermediaries.If you want to find a job, you'd better go to some regular websites, or see the recruitment notices posted on the walls of factories, companies or shops, which is more reliable.

Ah Xiang said that if she finds a good job, she will notify me to go to work together. I am very touched. Two days later, I received a call from Ah Xiang, who said she had found a job in a company whose business was to speculate in silver.The company's employees are all dressed formally, and it seems that the company's strength and income should be good. Fried silver sounds like a very fashionable and noble name.However, I don't know anything about how silver is fried.Ah Xiang said she knew nothing about it. I decided to give it a try and see what is fried silver.