The return trip is full of twists and turns

On August 16, I decided to take a nucleic acid test on the morning of August 22 and take the Z40 train home from Shanghai in the afternoon. Z40 travels from Shanghai to Urumqi via Luoyang. It only takes 11 hours from Shanghai to Luoyang, which is already very fast compared with the usual 16 hours of K736/738. So I bought the ticket in advance.

The queue for accounting was very long, but luckily, it was done in one and a half hours. The electronic version of the report was sent directly to WeChat on the mobile phone. After dinner and rest, we took the subway to the train station. My husband put us in the car, contacted our good friend to pick us up at around three in the morning, and left with peace of mind. The train departed at four in the afternoon. We were very happy along the way. After being out for a long time, we still felt homesick. Considering that it’s 11 hours, it’s a long night, and I have children and luggage, I just travel lightly and keep the luggage, especially the food, as small as possible, just enough for one or two meals.

Unexpectedly, when we arrived in Bengbu, Anhui at around nine o'clock in the evening, the car stopped for a long time. We didn’t think much of it. Suddenly, the train conductor informed the passengers that due to heavy rains and line problems, the train would not pass through Xuzhou, Zhengzhou, and Luoyang stations, but would take a detour and go directly to Xi'an. Passengers getting off at these three stations could have two choices: First, in Anhui If you get off at Bengbu, the ticket from Bengbu to Luoyang and other stations will be refunded; secondly, if you get off at Xi'an and then turn back to Luoyang, you need to make up for the ticket from Luoyang to Xi'an. We, the passengers, were in a state of panic. We were filled with doubts, questions, and phone calls. We were still at a loss, so we quickly contacted our family members to discuss the matter. I was no exception. I called my husband and he said not to get off at Bengbu. Bengbu station is small and there are too few buses to Luoyang. You can choose to get off at Xi'an. There are many buses from Xi'an to Luoyang, so there is a lot of room for choice. good.

Next, many passengers and the train conductor launched a heated debate around the issue of ticket replacement for the journey from Luoyang to Xi'an. The passengers' opinion was that after we arrived in Xi'an, we had to turn back from Xi'an to Luoyang. This section We pay for the tickets at our own expense, but the part from Luoyang to Xi'an is the redundant distance caused by the train's route change. I hope that this distance will not require ticket replacement. In this case, if there is a natural disaster caused by non-human factors, the train will bear half the burden and the passengers will bear half. This should be the most reasonable arrangement. But the conductor didn't think so. He said that he acted according to the rules. As long as you take this section, you must buy a ticket regardless of the reason. Either get off at Bengbu and get a refund for the ticket. After much debate, our arms couldn't twist our thighs (there were so many of us, but we were just arms), so we obeyed the train conductor's advice. After all, what everyone wants most is to return to Luoyang quickly.

The train continued to move and the passengers fell asleep. After daybreak, we discovered that we had arrived in Xinyang. On the flat land of Xinyang, I found a lot of oil-pulling equipment called oil pumps, which were similar to kowtowing insects, and there were also very thick oil pipelines. These equipment are located in the field and do not affect farming very much. The uncle in the same car mainly looked at the crops. He didn’t know what they were, so I enthusiastically learned about them. In fact, it was my first time to see him, mainly because my father-in-law told him before. It is said that Yaozi from Gudong Village (the same age as his father-in-law) works as the personnel section chief in Xinyang Oilfield. At first, I thought that Huifeng would find a job after graduating from a bachelor's degree. He had the right major and had a bachelor's degree in 2002, which was not bad. As a result, Huifeng felt that there was little oil in the Xinyang Oilfield, so it was better to go to the Liaohe Oilfield in the northeast, which had more oil and a longer road. Later, as he wished, he worked in Liaohe Oilfield. I just learned about Xinyang Oilfield. However. There is a red corn-like crop that I have never seen before. I asked my uncle. The aunt and uncle said, this is sorghum. It’s really a threesome, and I must be my teacher.

Then we arrived in Nanyang, where we changed locomotives and stopped for a long time before starting the train. The uncle and aunt asked why the car was going backwards. When can we get to Xi'an? I'm a road addict and have a weak sense of direction, so I can't tell whether I'm reversing. I actually saw Tang He. My classmate Mao Jialing’s maiden family is from Tang He. It feels particularly close to me where I have acquaintances.

Going around in circles, we arrived in Nanyang at nine o'clock in the morning and still didn't leave Nanyang by one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Because it occupies other people's lines, it has the lowest priority. It has to give way to trains on normal lines. It can only operate piecemeal during the intervals between normal trains, which is naturally slow. Passengers, please bear with me. The uncle and aunt, like us, didn’t bring much food, so they only had enough to eat for their two little granddaughters. The same goes for us. The kids had nothing to eat, so we decided on sea salt cookies.

This is a gift for my good friend Yuan Bao. How can I give it to my good friend after I eat it? If I don’t eat it, I will be very hungry. what to do? The two little guys were in a dilemma. After a lot of struggle and struggle, Jimmy finally seemed to have found a way to have the best of both worlds: first eat to satisfy his hunger, and then ask his father to buy some biscuits and mail them to his home, so that he could give them to his good friends. Zhuangzhuang had no better way, so he agreed to Jimmy's plan. Then the two little guys ate the cookies without any psychological burden, and the more they ate, the happier they became.

After anxiously urging and questioning, we finally arrived in Xi'an at 5:35 pm. After the steward and the station staff handed over the special situation, the station steward led a group of more than 30 of us to the exit. There was Dabai in protective clothing in the lobby. They helped guide us to scan the Xi'an local code. After scanning, we needed to fill in some information. When I finished filling in the information, my horse had a yellow code because it was from Pudong New Area, Pudong. The new area is a medium-risk area. Since Xi'an will host the People's Republic of China Games in the near future, the entire Pudong New Area has been included as a medium-risk area. The truth is that the Shanghai Health Commission officially reported that only three communities in Pudong New Area are medium-risk areas, and other areas outside the three blocked communities are low-risk areas. What I mean is that I am not from a medium-risk area. I am from a low-risk area. How could I have a yellow code? But according to their determination, the entire Pudong New Area is a medium-risk area. I argued with them. I was very anxious. Since we needed to return to Luoyang from Xi'an under special circumstances, we had to follow the flight attendants closely to see how they would collectively arrange for us to return to Luoyang. We might get free tickets (it turned out to be the case later).

I am anxious to find the main force. They refused to let me go because of my yellow code, and they had to go through the process. I told Big White A about my situation, mentioned the heavy rain, turned back, and the conductor contacted the station to make collective arrangements. times. B's speech was unclear and I couldn't understand it very well. It was very difficult to listen. I managed to catch one sentence: "You can't go with them." I also mentioned that under special circumstances, I need to follow the large group and listen to the collective arrangements of the station attendants. He called for their black shirt captain. I repeated the key information to Captain Black Shirt for a third time, my anxiety tripling. When I repeated the information, I mentioned filling in the scan code registration. There were a lot of items to fill in when I scanned the Xi'an local code. After filling in the Pudong New Area of ??my place of origin, Miss Dabai felt that I was too slow, so she filled it in for me. She filled out one of the items very quickly as to why I came to Xi'an, so I just casually said that I could fill it in casually. Just because of this sentence, the captain in the black shirt didn't believe it: Why did she fill it in for you when there were so many people? After helping you, you still blame her for filling you in a yellow code. I said that she really told me to fill in the last few items casually, and she filled them in for me. The captain in black said who said that, you go find her, I will fire her immediately, you go find her!

I was speechless, helpless, and had no solution. I turned around to find Miss Dabai. After taking two steps and turning my back to them, I collapsed instantly with tears streaming down my face. I turned back to look at them, my voice was hoarse and I burst into tears. Just express emotion or accuse. I felt like they were giving me a hard time. I tell the truth. Regarding my low-risk place of origin in Pudong New Area, I can fill in whatever Ms. Dabai said. What I was anxious about was to quickly follow the troops back to Luoyang according to the collective arrangements. They were silent. At the moment of the explosion, I really didn't have the energy to care about the feelings of the two children. I saw the children's scared and helpless tears with the corner of my eye. My anger, grievance and helplessness made me lose my mind, and I turned around to find the young lady who told me to fill it out casually.

I went to ask, and several people involved in epidemic prevention seemed at a loss and said they didn’t know. Then the captain in black shirt led Big White A and Big White B over and asked me if I had found them? I am face blind, and because Dabai is so tightly wrapped, I only know young girls. I'm not sure who it is. The captain in the black shirt said you couldn't find it and complained that we filled in the yellow code for you. Who filled in the source code? I found two Dabai holding up their mobile phones and recording. To be honest, I have confidence. I said I filled in Pudong New Area, and I come from a low-risk area in Pudong New Area. He said that the entire Pudong New Area is a medium-risk area (I forgot that Xi'an is going to host the National Games of the People's Republic of China and strictly requires that the entire Pudong be included in the medium-risk area).

I crossed my fingers and said, what if, I filled in three items and she filled in two items for me, but I didn’t come to the conclusion that “the two items she filled in for me caused me to become yellow”. The captain in black shirt said, didn't you just say... I repeated the last sentence. His mood subsided a little, so let’s go through the process, I said okay.

As I walked, I told the captain in black that it was right for Xi'an to be strict and meticulous in prevention and control. I know you are working hard, and I have no intention of blaming you. sorry. He said you were just too anxious. I said yes. After turning the corner, I saw two children cuddling tightly, sobbing silently, and my tears flowed down. I felt that I was impulsive and did things alone without comforting the children. I felt very guilty and could not help my children. The Dabais were okay and were comforting the child, saying that it was okay if the child stopped crying. Although this kind of comfort is very unskilled and powerless, human nature is warm after all.

I calmed down, replaced the wet mask, and followed the process, providing my ID card, ticket, nucleic acid test certificate, and itinerary code. Then Dabai B took photos and archived the process, and guided me to purchase the T56 ticket online. He escorted us all the way to the waiting hall, comforted the children from time to time, and tried to hold their hands, but the children refused one by one and got out of the way. When we arrived at the lobby on the second floor, I stood with the children holding my ID card, with a large train display screen behind me. He took a last photo of us and archived it, saying that we were free now. Then he helped us to the 5A waiting room. He said goodbye to the three of us, and the children and I waved goodbye to him one by one. This young man is unclear in his speech, but he is warm, calm and rational, much better than the captain in black. The captain in black would either fire the young lady who told me to fill it in casually, or say, "There are so many people and she will fill it in for you instead of helping others." Or, he would ask me to confront the young lady and make me repeat the story three times and then collapse with anxiety. Yes, collapse, just collapse, I experienced it completely. However, I am also grateful to him for allowing me to experience the feeling of collapse for the first time.

After calming down, we found a place to sit on the floor. I asked Zhuang Zhuang why he was crying even though he knew the truth. Zhuang Zhuang said that my mother left suddenly and I was scared, so I cried. At this moment, there were no tears on Jimmy's face. Jimmy just sobbed silently for a while when his mother left. Maybe he stopped crying because he felt that he had a 10-year-old brother to rely on, while Zhuangzhuang kept crying until I asked. Fortunately, the train is on time and we can arrive in Luoyang at two o'clock in the morning. I called Brother Chao and told him to pick us up at two o'clock, and the next step was to wait for the bus.

I felt relieved after successfully boarding the T56 train from Baoji to Tianjin. The flight attendant counted the passengers who got off Z40 and returned to Luoyang, and took our ID cards. After arriving at Luoyang Station, the flight attendant and station staff contacted us about the return, and we left the station smoothly. When I saw the uncle and aunt in the car with me, they were very friendly. After asking, I learned that they collectively did not buy tickets from Xi'an to Luoyang, and none of them paid for tickets from Luoyang to Xi'an. My yellow code meant that I was traveling alone and did not follow the group to get free tickets. The cost was more than 80 yuan for two T56 tickets. Although it costs money, there are seats, and the free tickets they offer are standing tickets. To each his own.

Brother Chao picked us up successfully and returned home safely. At two or three o'clock in the morning, we stayed up all night waiting for our eldest sister to heat up the food. We were so overwhelmed that we forgot to eat. We were so hungry that we all devoured it. It's better to be at home. Then I sent a message to my family to report that I was safe and thank Brother Chao and Sister Chao. This is the love between brothers and sisters that blood is thicker than water!

Today at 8:30, the grid staff called again to emphasize the need to quarantine at home for 7 days. I don’t want to trouble others, so I stay at home and isolate myself.