NFBE Chapter 1167 fell into silence
Chapter 1167 fell into silence
One day, it was Zhao Aimin’s first anniversary as a bus driver. The residents of the neighborhood actively planned a small celebration to celebrate this special day.
When Zhao Aimin drove the bus into the station, he was amazed by the cheers of a group of people. Colorful balloons and pennants were arranged in front of the station, and a warm atmosphere of celebration filled the air. When Zhao Aimin got off the bus, he saw many familiar faces, and some new residents also joined the celebration.
"Zhao Aimin, congratulations! Happy first anniversary!" A resident hugged him warmly.
"Thank you everyone!" Zhao Aimin's face was filled with a happy smile, "I didn't expect to become a bus driver here. It feels like a year goes by so fast."
The celebration started in the square in front of the station, with food stalls prepared by residents and spontaneous artistic performances. The young and old in the neighborhood gathered together to celebrate this special day.
At the climax of the event, a young resident stepped forward and handed flowers to Zhao Aimin. "Thank you for your hard work over the past year. You have made our travel more convenient and brought warmth and culture to the neighborhood. This is from the heart of all of us, please accept it."
Zhao Aimin took the flowers gratefully, feeling a warmth surge in his heart. He did not expect that his life as a bus driver would be so colorful, nor did he expect that he would find so many friends and recognition in this small community.
During the celebration, Zhao Aimin chatted with the residents about interesting things about the bus, and everyone shared interesting stories about each other’s lives while tasting delicious snacks. They talked and laughed, as if this small neighborhood had become a big family.
In the happy atmosphere, Zhao Aimin also noticed some newly moved residents. He walked forward and greeted them warmly: "Welcome, welcome! I'm the bus driver here. If you need help, please tell me."
When the new residents saw this enthusiastic bus driver, they all showed friendly smiles and felt the warmth of this community. They began to communicate with the old residents and gradually integrated into this big family.
The celebration continued until nightfall, when everyone happily dispersed and returned to their homes. Zhao Aimin drove the bus back to his residence with a full sense of happiness.
On a quiet night, Zhao Aimin sat in front of the window and looked at the dim lights in the neighborhood. He was filled with emotion. This year's struggle has allowed him to gain more, not only satisfaction at work, but also rich interpersonal relationships and a colorful life.
In the dead of night, when Zhao Aimin was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door. He felt a little unusual, after all, few people came to disturb him at this time. Opening the door cautiously, he saw an unfamiliar face.
The visitor was a tall, strange man wearing dark clothes. His eyes were sharp, with a hint of sarcasm, and he seemed to be unfriendly to Zhao Aimin.
"Are you the bus driver here?" The strange man's voice was indifferent.
Zhao Aimin nodded and asked alertly: "What do you want from me?"
A disdainful smile appeared on the strange man's face, and he suddenly took out a piece of paper. "This is a summons. You must come here or you will bear the consequences."
Zhao Aimin took the paper, which was filled with some handwriting that he was completely unfamiliar with, but he could understand the key word in it - summons. This made his heart sink. Could it be that he was involved in an unexpected dispute?
"What does this mean? Who did I offend?" Zhao Aimin asked in confusion.
The strange man smiled coldly, and his tone became more mocking: "Go and see for yourself, but I remind you, it's best to cooperate."
After that, the strange man left quickly, leaving behind a troubled Zhao Aimin. He froze on the spot, and various possible scenarios could not help but emerge in his mind. Who is causing trouble for him? Could it be the aftermath of the previous bus ticket grabbing incident?
Early the next morning, Zhao Aimin went to the address on the summons, and a strange and dull atmosphere came over him. He found that he was taken to an old and dim office. Several neatly dressed people were sitting at the table, and a man wearing an official hat was looking at him.
"Are you Zhao Aimin?" The man wearing an official hat asked coldly.
Zhao Aimin nodded tremblingly, not knowing what kind of trouble he had fallen into.
"You participated in an illegal ticket grabbing act that affected the normal bus order." The man wearing an official hat said sternly, "According to the regulations, you will face corresponding penalties."
When Zhao Aimin heard this, his heart sank. He wanted to argue, but found that he had no chance. "I was just a bus driver and was not involved in grabbing tickets at all. I was also involved in what happened that day."
The official looked at Zhao Aimin coldly, without any sympathy. "Stop talking nonsense, I'll fine you a thousand dollars and suspend your driver's license for one month. If you dare to break the rules in the future, the consequences will be more serious."
Zhao Aimin felt that he had been involved in an innocent disaster. He was angry but powerless. The fine and suspension of his driver's license were a heavy blow to him, and what made him feel even more unfair was that the real culprit was getting away with it.
Zhao Aimin left the office silently, feeling helpless and aggrieved. The dispute was not clarified by his explanation. Instead, he was unfairly accused.
Back home, Zhao Aimin lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. He didn't know what to do next. Facing this strange and cruel environment, he felt helpless and confused.
As the days passed, Zhao Aimin became wary of this strange city. He tried to keep a low profile and try to avoid conflicts with strangers. However, no matter how careful he is, the shadow of injustice always seems to linger in his mind.
On the bus, he sat in the driver's seat, his eyes always alert. The passengers also looked at each other warily, as if something might happen in this carriage at any time. The ticket grabbing incident has made everyone more careful, and everyone is wary of becoming the next victim of injustice.
"I heard that the city has been very windy recently, so please be careful not to lose it." A passenger whispered to Zhao Aimin, with worry in his tone.
"Yes, we have to be careful to avoid being involved in the storm." Zhao Aimin responded, feeling helpless in his heart. He knows that even if he doesn't actively look for trouble, trouble may come for no reason.
At the same time, Zhao Aimin's psychological activities became more and more complicated. He began to reflect on his life choices and whether he should stay away from this city and start over. However, for him, this place is no longer just a strange city, but a world full of troubles and contradictions.
Amid this uneasiness, his physical condition gradually became unstable. Whenever night falls, he lies in bed with his thoughts racing around and unable to fall asleep. During the day, facing every passenger on the bus, he always clutched the steering wheel unconsciously, fearing that an accident would happen at the next moment.
One day, when Zhao Aimin parked his car and waited for passengers, an old man got on the bus, holding a cane in his hand and looking a little confused. The old man slowly walked to the front row, stopped, looked at Zhao Aimin and said: "Young man, I can see from your eyes that there is something on your mind. But remember, escape is not the solution. There are some things you must face, no matter what How tricky it is.”
Zhao Aimin was stunned, not expecting to receive some advice at such a moment. The old man smiled slightly, patted Zhao Aimin on the shoulder, and then slowly walked to the back seat.
These words made Zhao Aimin fall into deep thought. Perhaps, he does need to face those injustices and find a way to solve the problem. However, he also knows that this city is full of unknown dangers for him, and every step is wrong.
Although the old man's words gave Zhao Aimin some inspiration, the uneasiness in his heart did not completely dissipate. Passengers on the bus are also always alert, as if they are ready to face a sudden storm at any time.
"Everyone should join together so that we can help each other even if there are problems." A middle-aged woman stood up and said, her words revealing a sense of unity.
"Yes, we must unite and prevent any injustice from happening." A young man echoed, and other passengers also expressed their support.
This conversation condensed the atmosphere on the bus, as if a force was quietly gathering. Everyone nodded, forming a tacit understanding that even if they face difficulties, they must work together to overcome them.
Zhao Aimin felt this power, and the doubts in his heart were gradually replaced by a kind of hope. Perhaps this city is not a land of thorns, but a stage full of opportunities and challenges. He silently made up his mind to work hard to make this bus a place where passengers can feel safe.
"Don't worry, everyone, I will try my best to ensure everyone's safety." Zhao Aimin stood up and said firmly to the passengers. There was a leadership quality in his words, and the passengers nodded as if they had found support.
As the bus drove on the city streets, the atmosphere inside the bus gradually became more relaxed. The passengers began to exchange stories with each other, some chatting and laughing, and some encouraging each other. Zhao Aimin drove the vehicle with his heart full of expectations for the future.
However, in this relaxed atmosphere, a strange man got on the car. He was wearing shabby clothes and his face was full of vicissitudes of life. Some passengers became nervous when they saw the man getting on the bus.
"Hello everyone, I am an unemployed worker, can you help me a little?" the strange man said cautiously, with the pleading of a beggar in his voice.
For a moment, the passengers in the car fell silent. Zhao Aimin looked at this strange man with conflicting emotions in his heart. He understands the concerns of passengers, but at the same time