Two stupid postmodern life

The world is impermanent!

Shuo Yue never imagined that a strange needle that she occasionally bought on Shike Street would come in handy in Tong Lan one day.

At that time, he was invited by his younger brother Xuan Ye from Wangcheng Moqing. Xuan Ye had to carry out a series of preparations. He had nothing to do, wandered in the street, and passed by a blacksmith shop, thinking that some of the tools at hand needed to be replaced. So go inside and have a look.

What's the name of that blacksmith shop?

By the way, Tieniu blacksmith shop, the shop owner looked tall and big, but the craftsmanship was unexpectedly fine. After he chose some light iron tongs and scissors, he accidentally saw a few long needles placed beside him.

At that time, he also asked the shop owner what the purpose of these long needles was. The shop owner said that a familiar customer ordered the production. Although it was produced, the customer traveled far away, so he has not come to pick it up yet.Xuan Yue was very interested in this rare thing, so she bought one with the shop owner.

If he knew that these iron needles were made under Ersha's behest, he didn't know how he would feel.

It's a pity that Ersha, the maker, forgot all about it.

Fate is so magical!

The most important equipment is settled, and the puncture has become extremely simple. However, the conditions of Sangma's house are obviously not suitable, so Er Sha and Shuo Yue discussed and transferred the person to their medical center tomorrow. operate.

Afterwards, Er Sha and Shuo Yue bid farewell to the crowd, and asked Sang Ma to go with them to the medical center and bring back some decoction.

Along the way, Sangma's face collapsed, she didn't know what she was competing with.

Ersha looked at the child. He was eight or nine years old. Due to long-term malnutrition, his face had an unhealthy sallow color, and he had round eyes unique to people with color eyes. The pupils were green, like cat's eyes.It's a pity that the cat's eyes are crystal clear, but Sangma's is covered with a layer of gloom and cruelty that lingers all year round.

Suffering, let this child experience the hardships and injustice of life prematurely.Children of this age in other people's families may worry about which clothes to wear and which toys to play with, but Sangma has to think about how to keep herself and her mother alive in a new day.

What can I do to help him?

Er foolishly asked himself.

"You robbed me of my wallet, and I helped you heal your mother, so don't you have anything to say to me?"

Sang Ma's expression on his already competitive face became even more tangled. He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, suddenly knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Ersha.

Ersha was startled, and subconsciously hid to the side, then suddenly remembered that the sound of his head hitting the ground just now was loud enough, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with the child's head.

So I ran over quickly to see if there was anything wrong with the child's forehead: "Let me admit my mistake, what kind of head are you knocking on, do you have a gun in your head?"

It’s okay, okay, the land of Semu has a relatively high sand content, although the voice is louder, but there is only a patch of red on the forehead, and there is no bleeding, Er Sha breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you a fool?"

Sangma couldn’t understand the words of having guns in her head, but the fool behind must have understood, Sangma did not show weakness and resisted: “You saved my mother’s life, you are my savior, but even if you are a savior, You can't just scold people casually."

Yo, this kid is quite clear about grievances and grievances.Er silly laughed: "Well, you are not stupid, then you can get up."

But Sangma didn't, taking advantage of Ersha just getting up, she slammed her head three more times, and she didn't feel sorry for herself at all.

Afraid that the second fool would come to stop her, Sangma quickly stood up after kowtowing: "The first time, it was to thank you for saving your life, and the second time, it was to apologize for what I did yesterday, and one size fits all. "

Well, the second fool understands that it is much more difficult to make this kid speak softly than to make him kowtow.

However, being aware of mistakes, being brave enough to admit and distinguish between grievances and grievances, these qualities are what Ersha likes: "Sangma, after that... what are your plans?"

Sang Ma was silent for a while and said, "I don't know."

Ersha: "Then do you know the manpower of helpers?"

"…do not know."

Well, it seems that the development of assistant manpower is not so smooth.

"I have a job introduction for you, how about it?"

There was a gleam of brilliance in the dead green pupils, but it was fleeting: "I don't know anything, I don't even have enough strength, there is no place for me."

Under normal circumstances, faced with the predicament of dying of starvation or illness, if a job is delivered to your door, isn’t it necessary to fight to get it?

Behind giving up is negativity, but looking at Sangma's firm eyes, she is not that kind of person.

"Get the job first and then talk about it. Are you stupid? You don't want any money delivered to your door." Ersha was a little angry.

"So what, even if I work hard, but... definitely not as good as adults, in the end, I still get nothing." Sangma lowered her head, her voice became smaller and smaller: "I don't want to do this anymore, no Hope, which means not being disappointed...I hate it."

Shuo Yue had been watching, but interrupted at this time: "Aren't you afraid to step out because you are afraid of being disappointed? Rather than doing this, it's better to die of starvation, sickness, you...do you mean that?"

"No!" Sangma interrupted Shuoyue in a rough voice: "The job that relies on other people's charity will be lost one day. I will not wait to die, and I don't want to be disappointed. Rather than doing this, I might as well fight for it with my life."

"Oh?" Shuoyue was very curious: "How do you fight for your life like you did when you robbed before? With your body shape and conditions, only Ersha can succeed."

Ersha took Sangma's hand and said, "Don't worry, this job is not only suitable for you, but also you haven't lost the idea, because you are the boss yourself."

Boss...I...?

I am not dreaming, Somerma thought.

In fact, I used to pass through Chengxie Lane before, seeing so many people with disabilities and living in hardship, Ersha was thinking, what can I do to make them live better.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to turn Cheng Xie Lane into a snack street.

Just as the method of making cakes still remains in Ersha's consciousness, there are many things in his mind, which have nothing to do with people, they are all what he calls common sense, or knowledge.

This is like, a person with amnesia will not forget to write and eat, these have become his instincts, engraved into his soul.

The street of snacks is one of his memories.

In his impression, snack stalls are cheap and portable, and even the disabled can afford them. If there are many customers, the ability to make money should not be underestimated.

This concept was repeatedly considered in his mind, and Ersha felt that it should be possible to implement it now.

First of all, Chengxie Alley is a no-nonsense area. As a local, Sangma will definitely not be bullied by the people in the alley if she sets up a stall to buy some snacks.Ersha only needs to prepare utensils, materials and other items, and Sangma can simply cook it, which is not difficult for children.

Ersha even thought about what he wanted to sell, just mutton skewers.

"When you recover from illness, go to Xiangxiang to find me. I will prepare some tools and materials in the past few days. Then I will set up a stall in the alley and sell mutton skewers. I will marinate the meat for you, and you will be responsible for wearing and dressing the skewers. Baking is fine. The money you earn will be eight and you two, after you make up the money for the stall and the initial raw materials, you will earn money later, excluding the cost of raw materials, I will be two and you eight, how about it?"

Sangma was stunned. He understood Ersha's words, but he might feel that he was dreaming, so he was still a little dazed.

The mutton skewers at Xiangxiang Hotel are considered to be Tonglan's famous food recently. There is no one who doesn't like it, whether it's a senior official or a commoner.Every time Sangma passed by there, the queue was tens of meters long. When the fragrance came, taking a deep breath, she felt great happiness.

Now, the boss wants to sell himself in Chengxie Lane?

Not only let him sell, but also give him a share, listen to the boss's wishes, and when he earns enough money and bears the initial cost, he can still get the big head.

Ersha: "Do you want to do it?"

"Yes...I will do it! Wow..." Sangma cried and threw herself into Ersha's arms.

Since her father's death, Sangma has never cried so much, but today, Sangma wants to vent all her uneasiness and grievances.

He told himself that after today, he would not cry again.