The lame man at the dumpling shop

As for Zhang, let's finish our activities first. "

Taking advantage of his happiness, Cheng Shui quickly opened his mouth. He had to go to the night market at night. The city is small, and if he waited until after get off work, the night market would probably be closed.

"You can deduct as much as you want," Cheng Shui said sincerely, "It's really not possible, you can start calculating my salary from tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Boss Huang had no choice but to agree. He looked at the flowers in the bucket and waved his hand: "Forget it, I will count you as an hourly worker today."

"thank you boss!"

"Go."

Winter is approaching, the night is getting darker and earlier, and the night market is also moving forward. It was less than six o'clock in Chengshui, and many stalls had already set up their sheds and placed their goods one after another.

Cheng Shui originally planned to buy that kind of thick cotton-padded clothes, but after turning around, he couldn't walk in front of a stall.

A whole set of down jackets felt light and soft to the touch. Cheng Shui reached in and tried it on, and it also blocked the wind and was warm.

The weight of clothes may not be a big problem for ordinary people, but it is different for Yan Qingsheng.Wearing a lot, the body is bulky, and the feet are even more difficult to walk. Not only do they walk slowly, but they are also prone to falling.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this suit is suitable for everything. The only thing that is not suitable is probably the price.

The stall owner compared two numbers to him: "Six hundred and five, I won't sell anything less."

These two things alone exceeded his budget by 150 yuan. Cheng Shui didn't even have the confidence to bargain, so he annoyed the boss, and even started to ignore the questions.

"My things are the most worrying about selling all the things on the street. You can buy them if you can, young man."

If you can't buy it, go away.

Cheng Shui walked out of this stall, went to the next door, looked at the cotton-padded clothes for a while, and then walked to a few shops, and sure enough, only that shop had that kind of down jacket.He was in a daze in front of the shelf pulling a padded jacket, his mind was full of Yan Qingsheng wearing that down jacket.

His birth brother is refreshing, with good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and the navy blue color on him is not only not rustic, but it should also match his complexion.

After a while he thought again, if he bought such a thick padded coat, what if Yan Qingsheng was injured because of this fall... In this way, a few hundred dollars is a trivial matter.

The night market is getting more and more crowded. After dinner, most people from nearby communities come here for a walk.Although the stall owner said he had a bad temper, he was telling the truth. He had already made four deals when Cheng Shui left. He was about to sit back on his chair when he looked up and saw Cheng Shui again, sitting on his buttocks. It's true.

"Just this set, size L, help me put it on."

The stall owner seemed to have seen too many customers like Cheng Shui who hesitated and turned back again and again. Without a word, he took out two pieces from the back, found a big paper bag, packed them, took the money, counted it, nodded, and greeted other customers went.

Cheng Shui was carrying this bag, which contained almost all his food for this month.

Cheng Shui opened the new lock with a key, and went to clean up after entering the house, while Yan Qingsheng was still at the dumpling shop, and it would take a few hours to return.Cheng Shui put down his things, looked for a hanger and hung up the down jacket, coiling it around his heart in one breath, unable to get up or down, which made his throat tight.

Even if there was a little other way, he didn't want his brother to continue working there.Just because Cheng Shui didn't mention it doesn't mean he didn't remember it. When he and Yan Qingsheng met the first night, the man was still crying. Even though he didn't pay attention at that time, he felt that he was crying deeply.

Cheng Shui never asked him why he was crying, but the reason is not too complicated if he thinks about it. Not only is he tired like an old cow, but the money he gives is too little, he may be bullied at any time on the road, and the house is deserted. nothing.Cheng Shui was much luckier than him. He was in good health and had a master who taught him skills. Although he didn't read much, he met many people of all kinds during his childhood. If he was not comfortable, he would change places.Who among them is not tired from work?But there are tired ways to live when you are tired. In this respect, I am much more relaxed than Yan Qingsheng.

Cheng Shui enjoys Yan Qingsheng's dependence on him, who is nearly 20 years older than him, and feels distressed for his brother's dependence on someone so easily.He remembered that at the beginning, Yan Qingsheng even smiled as if he was very unfamiliar, but now at least he is more lively in front of him.

This vigor is the same as the cabbage seeds he planted with his own hands when he was a child. No matter how despised others are, they are all the treasures in Cheng Saishou's heart, and they cannot be compromised at all.

Last night, the scene of Yan Qingsheng leaning against the wall and motionless reappeared before his eyes.

His cabbage was chopped off, and he always had to teach these uneducated things.

Cheng Shui checked the time, and before the alley was empty, at least there were still some people at the entrance of the alley. Yan Qingsheng would definitely not be able to come back at this time, so he decided to go out for a while.

The cold moon hung high, besides Lao Li, there were three or two residents who came out for a walk at the entrance of the alley. They seemed to know Lao Li very well. When Cheng Shui came back, he saw them standing there. When he came out again, it was still these few people.

Over the past few days, Lao Li also knew him, knowing that this was Yan Qingsheng's baby brother who hesitantly guarded that day, seeing him coming now, he even greeted him with a smile.

He thought Cheng Shui was out to run some errands, but this little brother just stood there beside them. It didn't look like he was shopping, and he even glanced at the people next to him intentionally or unintentionally.

Lao Li was beating a drum in his heart.

He sometimes doesn't live in this alley and has to go to his son's place to take care of his little grandson, so he didn't know about Yan Qingsheng last night until this morning. Changing the subject, she began to mysteriously guess Cheng Shui's life experience.

After all, no stranger has been in the alley for a long time.

Cheng Shui turned a blind eye to the slight change in his face, and even smiled very politely, took out the soft Zhonghua from his pocket, took one and handed it over, "Brother Li."

Lao Li had been puffing and puffing at the alley all day long, but when he encountered a good cigarette, he picked it up with fear.

Seeing this, those people nodded to Lao Li sensibly and left the pavement.

"If you want to ask Brother Li about something, just chat casually, it's no big deal."

At 10:30, Yan Qingsheng felt that his mouth was a little dry, so he patted the flour off his hands, stood up with his hands on the table, and poured water from the enamel jar.The water bottle had just been taken to the front hall by the proprietress, he was embarrassed for a while, but still passed.

The proprietress was nibbling melon seeds and chatting happily with the customer, but she didn't respond when she saw him coming to get the water bottle. The water bottle was on the ground, and Yan Qingsheng's movements were a little slow.Just after taking out the cork, two young men came in, probably regular customers here, and they didn't use the menu.

Yan Qingsheng was pouring water when he heard one of them say, "Hey, did something happen in Liudaoxiang just now?"

Liudaoxiang is the collective name for the alleys where Yan Qingsheng lived.Yan Qingsheng paused, subconsciously wanting to hear a few more words, only to hear another person answer him: "Let's fight, hey, I didn't dare to look carefully, it's scary to death."

"Damn it? I thought I was listening."

"I've never seen such a big commotion there."

Yan Qingsheng thought about it for a while, indeed, the bastards there bullied him so badly, the scope of domineering couldn't exceed Liudaoxiang, and he almost never saw a fight.

Inexplicably, he felt a little bit of uneasiness in his heart.

I wonder what Cheng Shui is doing now?

It would be great if I could send him a message. He sent one and Cheng Shui replied one. Even though it was inconvenient to type, he could still send voice.He didn't know how to post it, but he had seen it, and his boss liked to do it.

This was not the first time he wanted to contact Cheng Shui.He always wanted to be closer to Cheng Shui, through that common and vulgar way, thinking about him one second, and talking to him the next second, during the Chinese New Year, even if he was next to him, he still wanted to Clockwork blessing.

This was a novel experience for him, and he just wanted to try it with Cheng Shui.

Not only now, he knew it in his heart, it had been a while.He is making dough here, always thinking about such a person, and wants to ask him what kind of job he has today, has he brought enough money, is he full of food, who has he met—there will be a girl he likes Are you with me?

His thoughts often stop at this time.It's strange, there are always some messy things interrupting him at this time, such as the boss yelling at the door, the dumpling stuffing in his hand is too stuffed, or the dumpling wrapper he is rolling seems to be missing a round ?

In short, he never thought about it further, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it.

After Yan Qingsheng drank the water, he heard that the two of them were already chatting about where they had a new place to play recently, so he lost interest in eavesdropping and planned to go back and continue.Suddenly, another person barged in from the door. He was in a hurry, he didn't intend to eat at all, and the figure looked familiar.

The man stopped, Yan Qingsheng took a look, isn't this Lao Li!

"Lame! Your brother, he, he, got into a fight! Six or seven people together, it's fierce!"

With a clang, the enamel jar hit the concrete floor.

The eyes of the people in the shop were all focused on this poor man whom they called disabled every day. The proprietress held the melon seeds with her fingertips, stopped sending them to her mouth, and followed them to look at him.

"Madam Boss," Yan Qingsheng's voice was trembling, and his arms were trembling too, so that he couldn't pick up the tea mug. After all these years, it was because of this kind of thing that he asked for his first leave of absence. "I must Go back."

Yan Qingsheng understood why Cheng Shui got into a fight with someone from the time Lao Li told him that they were those bastards.He hated himself all the way, why is he a cripple!

He was not well last night, he should tell Cheng Shui a few more words, they are in tomorrow, that bastard is in