It was probably when school started after the summer vacation in 1990. I took a long-distance bus to school, but I was confused and became a "relative" of the driver and passenger staff, and became the object of special care. It was not until many years later that I wanted to drive. So that's it.
This is the thing. That year, I was standing in front of the ticket window of the bus station and squeezing to buy tickets. A fat woman in a uniform patted me on the shoulder. I walked out in confusion. She smiled at me and turned to a young man and said, "It's him." Then the young man picked up my package, led me into the parking lot, got in the car in advance, and the young man repeatedly explained to me: "Whoever asks you why you didn't buy a ticket, you will say you are Director Wang's nephew."
I agreed in a daze, thinking that I don't have such an aunt, aunt, or concubine, so how could I be her nephew? I guess it’s because my grandmother and mother have many relatives and cousins? It seems that there is only one possibility, but it is not like, if so, the fat woman would say she is my relative, and then I sat in the best position, in the seat behind the driver, and left the station, and no one asked anything at all.
Along the way, no one said anything. I felt like I was carrying a little rabbit in my heart. In this way, I received the same care as the driver and ticket seller in the envious eyes of people, and there was also a serving of the fruit given to them by passengers. When I was dining at the station, I also enjoyed the free lunch for the first time and ate a large bowl of soup noodles. The taste was a world of difference compared to the meals sold to passengers.
An old man who had seen the world in the neighboring village secretly said to me, "You kid, why are you so ignorant? The driver takes care of you so well. Even if you have any relationship, you have to express your feelings." So under his guidance, I bought a box of scattered cigarettes for each of the drivers and ticket sellers. They didn't say anything and accepted it. The man from the neighboring village secretly said to other passengers: "Look at others, I know the leader of the station, and I am from the same village as him." Everyone took a strange look at me.
Until I got off the bus, I was enjoying the glory falling from the sky. The driver seemed to suddenly remember something and said to the ticket seller, "Director Wang, you haven't collected the money yet." The young ticket seller scratched his head and pulled me and said, "That's it." I nodded, thinking that they were going to tell me about Director Wang. The ticket seller said, "Buy your ticket." I was confused all of a sudden, so do related households want to buy tickets? Only then did I feel that my "relationship household" was probably fake. At that time, my blushing should have been even worse than beating. Fortunately, the passengers were busy getting off the bus.
Later, I said, didn’t I buy you cigarettes? The young ticket seller looked at the driver and nodded. The ticket price was 7.8 yuan at that time, and the two boxes of cigarettes were 5 yuan. The driver thought for a while and said, "Forget it, they are all students. Hey, Director Wang, you are greedy for everything."
So, I got off the car and left with great gratitude. Many years later, I realized the truth. It was the early stage of reform and opening up. It was probably the station to take care of leaders or staff. There were quotas and they could provide free rides to relatives. My "cousin", " cousin " or "counselor" with the surname Wang may not have any relatives, or there may be many relatives to take care of, so I came up with the trick of "selling quotas" to make some money. This method is really a pediatrician now, but at that time, it was the founder of taking advantage of the public.
