Mala Tang Little Brother's Entrepreneurship History

Cheng Lin felt that he slept in the ward of this small hospital like a five-star hotel, although he had never seen what a real five-star hotel looked like.He just thinks that the bed here is dry, with moderate softness and firmness, without the weird smell of damp and moldy basement all the year round, and there are large windows where you can see the sun and rain outside. Cheng Lin feels that he has not slept so comfortably for a long, long time. The dream was quiet and quiet, as if there was only the sound of the pattering rain, and there were no nightmares that made him wake up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night.

Cheng Lin slept until the evening of the next day. He opened his eyes and saw the sunset glow outside the clear window. He opened his eyes blankly, unable to understand what time and space it was until the nurse opened the door. When he came in, he saw that he was awake and said, "Oh, I finally woke up. Your brother said he had to leave early in the morning. He left you the taxi fare and the medicine he took, and put them in the bedside bag. Your brother sees you You slept so badly, you paid the bed fee for an extra day, and you are not allowed to call you, are you awake?"

Cheng Lin was stunned again before he realized who the "brother" the nurse was talking about. He sat up on his back, rubbed his glasses vigorously, and asked, "He's gone?"

The nurse nodded and said, "Well, the money is settled, so I just let you go."

Cheng Lin reached for the plastic bag on the bedside table, which contained 300 yuan in cash, a lot of medicine in large boxes and small boxes, and a prescription issued by the doctor, which stated the time and dosage of the medicine.

The name of the patient on the list says "Ren An", probably the name of the kind car owner.

Cheng Lin was holding the 300 yuan, his eyes were a little sore, he sniffed, and he met by chance, the elder brother seemed to speak fiercely, and it was really... Cheng Lin had mixed feelings in his heart, and carefully collected the three big tickets Well, spread it flat and sandwich the medical record book.

Cheng Lin walked out of the hospital, took out five coins from his damp pocket, stopped an old man who was riding a tricycle, and pulled it to the place where he left the tricycle yesterday. He found that the manhole cover was blocked, but he The car was gone too.It's a pity that Cheng Lin's flesh hurts, so he can only ask the uncle to drag him to the place where he lives.

Cheng Lin was reluctant to use the three hundred-yuan bills to take a taxi, it was too extravagant, and he held the medicine bag tightly in his arms along the way, always feeling that it was very commemorative.Cheng Lin has been in the capital for several years. In a big city where people come and go, there is no shortage of poor or rich people. They are all strangers. It was the first time for Cheng Lin to be as warm-hearted as Ren An.

He has been lied to, tricked, and often scolded and beaten. He has been living cautiously and alone, and has almost forgotten what it feels like to be treated kindly.

Back to my own basement of less than ten square meters, because of the heavy rain, the ground was wet with a layer of water.Seeing the strangeness, Cheng Lin went to open the second-hand refrigerator in the house, looked at the vegetables in it, and hesitated whether to go out to set up a stall at night. less cost.

He leaned on the wall and knocked on the door of the next room. There was a young man who was working in that room, and he usually did odd jobs of delivering goods and had a car.Cheng Lin promised the young man to pay the rent of 50 yuan a night. After getting the car, Cheng Lin hurriedly prepared it. After [-] o'clock in the evening, he pushed the car and walked slowly towards the west gate of the school. Taking off a small piece of trousers, Cheng Lin gritted his teeth like a wooden man, and moved to the west gate in cold sweat.

The girl from the Daoteng Zoo Wholesale Market has a good relationship with Cheng Lin, so she took up a seat for Cheng Lin early on, and seeing Cheng Lin walking badly, she said, "What's wrong with your legs?"

Cheng Lin thanked the other party with a smile, and said: "It's okay, I fell down last night, what do you want to eat, I will cook for you later."

The girl was also polite, and said, "Give me a piece of fried rice cake, and then a bag of instant noodles, and put more chili."

Cheng Lin responded, arranged everything neatly, and only after turning on the fire did he realize that he hadn't eaten all day.I cook Malatang every day, and to be honest, the smell is quite greasy. Cheng Lin looked up at the steamed bun shop across the street, thinking about making the buns soft and fragrant, swallowed, and lowered his head to open them for himself. A pack of instant noodles.

The little girl next door ate instant noodles with red chili oil, stared at Cheng Lin's legs, laughed and joked, "Let's rest for a few days."

Cheng Lin chewed the noodles tastelessly, and said: "Things will go bad if left unattended, so what can I do without spending money, I dare not give myself sick leave."

The two were chatting casually, when the aunt who sold duck blood vermicelli soup suddenly yelled loudly: "The urban management car is coming, clean up quickly."

The little girl immediately threw down the instant noodles, and Cheng Lin was also dumbfounded. The urban management would not come to patrol at this time of day. Seeing that other hawkers were starting to clean up, Cheng Lin hurriedly started loading things onto the car. But now he is a wounded man, his movements are slow and weak, and he is covered in cold sweat. Seeing that the law enforcement vehicle has stopped ten meters away from his stall, Cheng Lin is short of breath, feeling that he is cleaning up more and more, as if he can't finish it. .

The urban management personnel had already opened the car door, and Cheng Lin's hands and feet were even more confused. The car was full of things and fell straight down. At this moment, Cheng Lin suddenly felt that someone walked behind him. He hugged him horizontally.

Cheng Lin was so frightened that the other party didn't give him a chance to react. He picked him up and ran into the campus. Cheng Lin raised his neck and looked up. He was surprised to find this tall man who picked him up in the air and ran wildly for no reason. , isn't it the kind car owner from yesterday?

Cheng Lin was a little confused, Ren An ran to a secluded place near the playground, carefully put Cheng Lin on the bench, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "I'm more tired than going to the gym, I'm so hot."

Cheng Lin was full of doubts and asked, "Brother, why are you running with me? You scared me."

As soon as he asked, Ren An immediately looked angry, and shouted: "With your legs, can you run past the city management and enforce the law? The people next to you have quickly closed their stalls and left, but you are still moaning, waiting to be arrested? How dare you!" There is also a limit, right? I said that you are like a third-level disabled, and if you don’t take good care of it, you still come out to sell waste oil?”

Cheng Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Brother, I don't sell gutter oil."

Ren An looked at the blood spots on Cheng Lin's trousers, and was furious. He offered to help others at the price of scrapping a new car, but the other party didn't cherish the fruits of his labor at all. , this stupid boy has to be taken away by the urban management!

It is said that Ren An usually seldom comes to live in the school. These days, the graduation season is approaching, and there are many activities for ushering and sending, and many dinners are arranged in Ximen Food Street.The place where Ren An and his friends ate was just across from Cheng Lin's stall. Halfway through drinking, he went to the window to smoke, and saw the city management car approaching Cheng Lin's Malatang stall with its lights flashing.

Ren An watched the others run away, as if the peddler was still waiting to be caught, so he made a quick decision, ran down to pick up the peddler and ran away.

Cheng Lin recalled it a long time later, and still felt that the scene at the beginning was unbelievable and inexplicable. He asked Ren An why. According to normal reason, there was no need to care about him so much.Ren An had a stern face, and answered disdainfully: "The stray cats and dogs can be fed a few times and they still have feelings. Besides, I scrapped my million-dollar car just to send you to the hospital. I feel sorry for my money. It's in the water."

That's something later, now Cheng Lin was rescued by Ren An to a safe place, and after staring wide-eyed for a while, Cheng Lin whispered: "Brother, what, the city management doesn't arrest people, they are now civilized and law enforcement, and they won't Forcing you to collect your stall means that a group of people stand next to you and stare at you to collect."

After Ren An heard this, he was immediately embarrassed. It doesn't seem that he has no common sense, although he really has no common sense about urban management business.

Anyway, Ren An really wanted to slap the peddler on the back of the head.

Fifteen minutes later, the two came to Ximen again. Cheng Lin saw the empty place where he set up his stall, and was stunned again.

Civilized and law-enforced urban management pulled away the stalls that no one was looking at, and there was nothing left of tricycles, tables and chairs, pots and pans.

Cheng Lin supported the electric pole beside him, and his legs softened and he squatted on the ground.

Ren An kicked Cheng Lin's ass with his toe, and said, "Are you all right?"

Cheng Lin wept mournfully, crouched on the ground with his head in his arms and said nothing.

Ren An was even more embarrassed. He ran away with someone in his arms, thinking he was doing something good, but the stall was gone. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and pretended to be tough to hide his embarrassment at grandma's house. : "Okay, it's not worth much, why don't you think about the new car I scrapped last night?"

Cheng Lin wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand, then stood up feebly holding on to the electric pole, and whispered: "The tricycle is not mine, I borrowed it..."

Ren An was speechless, and changed the subject: "What do you want to eat? Treat you to a meal."

Cheng Lin kept rubbing his eyes, Ren An couldn't help touching the peddler's calf with his toe, and said, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Waiting for the city management to bring you back? Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

Cheng Lin's shoulders drooped, and his entire family property was gone. He was no different from a mummy whose soul had been removed, let alone his strength, and he had no position to argue with the brave car owner. He pointed to the bun shop across the road.

Ren An silently led Cheng Lin to the door of the bun shop, and asked, "Eating buns? Are you sure?"

Cheng Lin, who had lost his soul, nodded numbly, Ren An called the waiter depressedly, and said, "Two of the same, serve everything."

A few minutes later, Cheng Lin's eyes were filled with mountains of buns.

Cheng Lin grabbed a bun with gloomy eyes, and bit into the soft, warm skin that he had been eating for a long time. Suddenly, Dou Da's tears burst out completely uncontrollably, pattering on the dining table.

Ren An was dumbfounded, Cheng Lin cried silently, and ate the steamed stuffed bun while crying, Ren An was dumbfounded by the way of eating, and quickly stretched out his arm to hold Cheng Lin's hand that was stuffing the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, saying: "Didn't I buy them all for you? They are all yours. No one will grab them. Eat slowly, slow down."

Cheng Lin put down the steamed stuffed bun, lowered his head, and whispered after a long while: "Brother, my stall has been open for three years, and if it gets worse, I can save enough money to rent a storefront."

In the middle of his speech, he hiccupped, wiped his tears vigorously, and said again: "It's almost... just a little..."

After speaking, he cried even harder, grabbed the bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was the first time Ren An saw a man crying into virtue, and he felt as if he had been stung hard. He looked at the peddler's hand holding the bun, which was red and rough. He was obviously young, and seemed to have suffered a lot The suffering, how many sad things have to be accumulated to cry into this collapsed virtue.

Ren An was afraid that the peddler would choke, so he snatched the bun from the peddler's hand, but he didn't want to comfort him anymore, and made the peddler cry as much as he wanted.

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