Rekindle 2012

Chapter 383 Ceremony
"This is the Eight Kings Tomb Station."

The old driver pointed to the bus stop in front and said.

"Do you know who these Eight Kings are? The Eight Kings are the tomb of Azig, the 12th son of Nurhaci, the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty. Azig was also a great man at the time and wanted to be the regent after Dorgon died. As a result, he was fucked to death, and then he was buried here..."

Feng Shuangshuang looked outside.

There were flashing lights on the bus stop, and the words Bawangfen Station were written inside.

"Didn't you just say that he is the twelfth son of Nurhachi? Why is it called the Eighth Kings Tomb? Shouldn't it be called the Twelve Kings' Tomb?"

"Haha, you didn't know this. The Eight Kings does not refer to the age order of the princes, but among the group of princes since the Qing Dynasty, this Azig is the eighth prince, so it is called that by the people."

The old driver gradually slowed down the car and then stopped.

It's not a red light ahead, but there's no way to go.

"A lot of people."

Only then did Feng Shuangshuang see the front of the taxi and found that it was so densely packed with people that she couldn't even count how many there were.

Everyone lined up neatly in several groups and got on the bus in an orderly manner, blocking half of the road in front.

Among many provincial capital cities, Greentown's buses are already relatively crowded, but compared with the scene in front of them, it pales in comparison. This is the first time Feng Shuangshuang has seen so many people crowding the buses.

With so many people, not to mention one car, even ten cars would probably not be able to pull them all. How long do they have to wait!

"What's the bus number?"

"830, what's wrong?"

Feng Shuangshuang didn't understand the meaning.

"Isn't that right... This 830 bus is bound for Yanjiao, and Bawangfen is the first stop. Those white-collar workers who live in Yanjiao and work in the capital need to take this bus back to sleep, but it's not There are just so many people.”

"Let's put it this way, it's normal for this bus to have hundreds of people on it. Not to mention the seats, you can probably stand firmly even if your feet are off the ground."

A bus can't hold hundreds of people. The old driver often speaks in exaggerated words, but it also shows how crowded the bus is.

Other buses still require support, but this bus requires no support at all, because you can't fall down at all. Whether you have a seat or not depends on luck, just like a lottery draw. Only if you are in the right position can you get on the bus first.

"Yanjiao?"

Feng Shuangshuang didn’t even know where Yanjiao was.

Li Chenyang explained on the side: "Yanjiao is a small town in Hebei Province close to the capital. Across the bridge is Tong County of the capital. Therefore, many people who drift from the north choose to live there. They come to the capital to work during the day and return to Yanjiao to sleep at night. , that place is also called the Sleeping City, and the people living there are basically migrant workers from the capital."

"This handsome guy is right... Yanjiao is a good place. Maybe one day we will go to the capital. One of my nephews bought a house there. It is closer than Daxing to the city. .”

The driver said with a smile.

Li Chenyang continued to explain the reason to Feng Shuangshuang.

"The rent in Beijing is too expensive. You can only live in a basement for [-] or [-] yuan at most. The environment is very bad. A better house costs [-] to [-] yuan. It is very cheap in Yanjiao. There are single rooms with several hundred yuan, and the accommodation environment is good. There are many places to live there, and there are direct buses, so many people choose to live there, but it’s not easy to commute here..."

The bus in front has left, but most people still stay where they are, waiting for the next bus to arrive in the same order as before.

Living in Yanjiao saves money, but the travel time is also very long. Basically four or five hours are spent on the road every day.

Most of the people queuing up are young people, all coming to the capital with a dream in mind...

"Beijing drifting is not easy either."

He sighed.

The taxi has already started moving and will leave here soon...

Then they went to Sanlitun for a stroll, and then went to Chang'an Street, passing in front of the Forbidden City. The towering city walls gave a different feeling at night.

Next is Houhai...

When they were tired from playing, Li Chenyang asked the driver to drop them off at a hotel close to Chang'an Street and ended the night's journey.

……

The flag-raising ceremony in winter is much later than in summer.

After checking the time, Li Chenyang and Feng Shuangshuang arrived at the place on time at seven o'clock in the morning. At this moment, the sky was still gray.

Register your ID card to enter the square. The two came directly to the front of the national flag stand.

Even though it's still dark, there are already many people here, and the best seats in the front row are already occupied.

There is no problem with Li Chenyang being tall, and Feng Shuangshuang's height of 1.7 meters is not low at ordinary times, but now he is blocked tightly.

The weather was cold, and many people were wearing wide hats. Some people had their down jacket hats turned up, which completely blocked the view of many people behind them.

"It will probably start soon, how about I hold you and watch."

Li Chenyang asked quietly.

Feng Shuangshuang shook his head quickly.

"No, no, there are too many people here, and the flag-raising ceremony needs to be more solemn."

"What should I do?"

Li Chenyang complained.

"I wish I had come earlier if I had known. I traveled too much yesterday and was a little tired. The alarm was set relatively late."

Li Chenyang looked around and saw a tall young man diagonally in front of them. His position was just right enough to see the entire flag-raising ceremony.

"Stay here and don't move. Wait for me."

Li Chenyang squeezed forward.

"Borrow it."

Although the people next to him were reluctant, they still made a gap, and Li Chenyang patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Brother, you have a good location. When did you come?"

"I'll be here at four o'clock."

The young people were also a little surprised.

"Come over at four o'clock, college student?"

"Yes."

"Brother, let me discuss something with you. You are tall and can be seen from behind, and you can come over anytime when you are studying in the capital. My girlfriend and I are here for a trip. You and my girlfriend change places, and I will How about your 500 yuan?"

The boy originally wanted to refuse. He came here at four o'clock. Naturally, he thought that he had occupied a good position, so how could he let people go? But when he heard the words behind him, he suppressed his refusal.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I'll give it to you first."

Without giving the other party time to refuse, Li Chenyang took out his wallet, counted five bills and stuffed them directly into his hand.

When the boy received the money, he was very happy and told the people next to him and behind him, "I'll switch places with him."

If someone jumps in line, they are not willing to do it, but if they change positions, everyone has no objection. After all, the interests are not harmed, and the boy is too tall. If they change positions, their line of sight becomes clearer.

"Brother, if you still want a seat, I'll change it for you."

A brother next to him also discovered a business opportunity.

"No problem, the two positions are just right."

He originally planned to change it to another one, but now someone took the initiative and he didn't refuse. The money was just a drop in the bucket for him.

Two positions were enough. With their cooperation, Li Chenyang called Feng Shuangshuang to the front.

At this time...

There was a sound of trumpets from across the road.

A group of soldiers in military uniforms first blocked the road on Chang'an Street and stopped passing vehicles. Then a ceremonial team held the national flag and walked across the road in neat steps from the Forbidden City...

During the national anthem, everyone saluted with attention and watched the bright red flag rising slowly, feeling a sense of pride in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)