Novel "Abandoned Toolkit"

Text/Wang Enyu

With the bright sunshine, I walked with him on a small road outside the railway, and he followed me, carrying a few handbags in both hands, and followed the same steps, softly whispering, and saying in a continuous voice, yes, yes, it is my honor to serve the leadership.

I wanted to tell him that I was just a worker, and I had come to help me on a temporary basis, but I swallowed it back.

Because I published several articles the size of tofu blocks in the newspaper, I was named by the leader and transferred to the propaganda department to assist the staff, although the name was not right, I often accompanied the leader to check the work at various small stations, and I was warmly welcomed between the times. This time when I came to Fengzhou, as soon as I got off the train, everyone's handbags were grabbed by him, and they followed me closely, walking in broken steps, trying to show the appearance of Bi Gongbi.

I finally didn't hold back and turned back to him and said, I'm just like you, I'm a small station worker.

He laughed, the leader really jokes, and you know you are a leader at a glance!

I...... I swallowed the words into my stomach again.

At this time, a train came, wrapped in a cold wind, and he suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of me, blocking the cold wind for me. I looked at him from behind and found that his hair was gray and his body was slightly bloated, and it seemed that this man was not small, at least seven or eight years older than me. I felt a pang of shame in my heart, and I couldn't help but go and get the bag in his hand, or I took it myself, there were not many things.

I take, I take, you as the leader, the big and old come to our small station, it is already hard enough, and then ask you to take the bag, then we are too blind. As he spoke, he held my green kit obliquely in his arms, showing a look that could not be questioned.

I looked at the strands of white hair on his head and said very decisively, I really didn't lie to you, I'm a worker, we don't need to be so polite.

He stopped, looked at me quietly, and suddenly smiled, Leader, you test me!

I was speechless.

During the conversation, we came to the workshop, and a row of people stood at the gate brushing together, clapping and welcoming us. The leaders walked in front, and he and I went behind the temple. At this time, a person in the crowd came straight to me, called my name, punched me, you boy mixed well, five people six! I fixed my eyes on it, and it was a former worker, who first got along with me in a small station. I was shy, and quickly pressed my ear to tell him the truth. The co-worker tilted his head and said without scruples, I think you can't mix it up, just by virtue of your ass morality, you want to hold the leader's rice bowl in this life. At this moment, I suddenly felt that the corners of my eyes were touched by something, and when I turned to look, he stood still, expressionless, but the corners of his mouth flashed an imperceptible smile...

This is followed by an inspection.

Later, after lunch, in the dining room in the corner of the courtyard, everyone gathered together and raised a glass to drink, and the atmosphere was very cheerful. I noticed on another table a few handbags, black and black, like a flock of well-behaved crows, and at the same time I saw my bags, mixed in with those bags, which looked both striking and lonely.

After the meal, he went to the next small station, and as usual, the leader walked in the front, one by one, to the platform hundreds of meters away, and he once again carried the bags of many people in his hands, followed by him. As I walked, I suddenly felt that something was missing, it was my green kit, and I went to see the bag in his hand, which was small and exquisite, except for the green bag. I had to run back to the dining room, and I saw it in the distance, lonely and shadowy, like a wounded ostrich, lying crooked on the ground in the doorway...