sunk in yesterday

After searching all over his pockets but not finding a coin, Xia Zhuo reached out his hand to Guan Yuzhou.

Guan Yuzhou hesitated for a moment, "What do you want?"

Xia Zhuo had a businesslike attitude: "Sir, please settle the courier fee just now."

Guan Yuzhou laughed lowly, and he spread his hands, "You can take whatever you want."

Xia Zhuo took a piece of candy from his pocket, and then sighed: "You are so poor, and I am the only one who followed you wholeheartedly."

"Thank you Teacher Xia, I will remember it in my heart."

"Just say it with your mouth and keep it in your heart?"

Guan Yuzhou bowed slightly: "Then what good suggestions does Teacher Xia have?"

Xia Zhuo was serious: "It can only be paid with flesh."

Uncle Yang who has been silent at the side: "...cough cough cough!"

Xia Zhuo turned around and asked, "Uncle, are you feeling unwell?"

Uncle Yang: "...Maybe I've caught a cold."

Can you consider the psychological bearing area of ​​a middle-aged and elderly person?Now young couples talk in the same way.

The owner of the small shop was a gray-haired old lady, and they were sitting on chairs reading newspapers wearing a pair of reading glasses.

It seems people, she nodded to them with a smile, but did not speak.

The noon sun shone on half of her face, and her white hair was like golden threads, matching the crowded storefront behind her, giving people a sense of peace and comfort.

Xia Zhuo likes this kind of atmosphere, and it is a pity to compare it with the sudden desolation.

There are no employees here, and the items on the shelves can be placed neatly, and even carefully classified, so that students who usually don't have much time can go straight to the products they want to buy as soon as they come in.

The time was quite plentiful for them, so Xia Zhuo wandered slowly one shelf after another, picking up those who were curious and carefully looking at them, and then lightly put them back to their original positions.

"The things here are so cheap. I just saw that a bag of potato chips only costs [-] cents."

Many snacks are in bulk, and the ones he saw were miniature portions that were not as big as a palm, and he could carry several packs in his pocket.

Uncle Yang showed a nostalgic expression: "Most of them are from more than ten years ago. Now many factories have stopped production, or after changing the manufacturer, the name is the same but the taste has changed, and the price has doubled several times."

Xia Zhuo suggested: "Why don't you stay with us tonight and stay here to work, earning ten yuan a night will satisfy your hunger."

Uncle Yang asked: "I work part-time? What about you?"

"We acted according to the plan. When the matter over there is dealt with, it happens that you come back to condolences us with snacks in exchange for wages."

"..." You think clearly.

I didn't see Guan Yuzhou left or right, Xia Zhuo looked for him with a hook on his neck, and found him standing at the door bending over to talk to the old lady.

He was about to walk over, but Guan Yuzhou reached out to take a small basket by the counter first, and came straight in his direction.

The little basket is plastic and feels cheap to the touch.

Xia Zhuo took it subconsciously: "What is this for?"

"Bulk things should be put in the basket."

"But we don't have the money to buy it, and it's useless to weigh it. Or should we participate in it so that we can have a perfect experience?"

"Well... I said it was a reward for the students, and I will pay her at the end of the month." Guan Yuzhou paused: "So I can get more, but I can't take it away from this dream."

Uncle Yang: "..." Are you cheating the old man?

After hearing this, Xia Zhuo happily went to whoring for nothing, and generously asked Uncle Yang not to be polite, his casual attitude was the same as in his own territory.

He took a pile of junk food that he hadn't seen before, and when he approached the door, the old lady suddenly waved at him, and then raised her feet to stand on the bench, as if trying to reach something high.

The trembling look was a little dangerous, Xia Zhuo hurried up to give him a hand.The old lady opened the cabinet above her head, took out several big red plastic bags, put them on the counter with a clatter, and the colorful lollipops showed their heads.

"Bring more, take more, children love sweets now." The old lady had almost lost her teeth, and her speech was a little unclear.Afraid that Xia Zhuo would not understand, she repeated it again: "Study is hard, give more to the children."

Xia Zhuo felt embarrassed, and said slowly, "Slow down, we can't ask for so much."

The old lady picked out an orange-flavored ball, peeled off the plastic leather jacket with her skinny hands, and held the brightly colored ball in front of Xia Zhuo's eyes: "The teacher is also bitter."

Xia Zhuo had never accepted such a straightforward kindness from the elderly, and looked at Guan Yuzhou as if asking for help.

Guan Yuzhou took the snow-white stick and handed it to his mouth to feed it.

The old lady started talking with a smile: "Just eat more sweets, so that life can be more enjoyable. I have nothing to do here. I usually read a book with a piece of candy and wait for the students to come."

Xia Zhuo stood cautiously: "How long have you opened the shop here?"

"The school came here just after it was established. My grandson is in the third year of high school here, and he will be admitted to university soon."

"Then what class is your grandson in?"

"Second class. My son and daughter-in-law don't usually take care of him, but I still can't let go, and I feel at ease when I get closer to him."

"Oh." Xia Zhuo nodded, and was attracted by the steaming cauldron on the counter, "What's in it?"

The old lady lifted the lid with the heat-insulating cloth, and the bagged milk was soaked in the continuously heated water. "It's cold in winter. Drinking it warms the stomach, and it can also supplement nutrition for the child."

Only one package in the all white bag is brown and tastes like chocolate.

Xia Zhuo had never tasted this kind of taste since he fell asleep, and Xia Zhuo suddenly became greedy, and he called out sweetly: "Grandma, can I have one of these?"

Unexpectedly, the old lady didn't think for half a second, so she shook her head and refused: "There is only one bag of this flavor, which is reserved for a little girl. She will come to get it every afternoon when she runs and exercises, and then go to the garden to drink it before going back .Hey, speaking of it, that child is quite pitiful. It seems that he has been in poor health since he was a child. He cannot participate in sports like other children. He has to carry an umbrella when he goes out in broad daylight..."

Isn't this a coincidence?Xia Zhuo immediately said, "That's my student."

"You teach them classes?" The old lady squinted and smiled, "That's a good boy. I'm old and I can't move my waist, and I can't pull things. That kid always comes to help me. This chocolate milk is to thank her Yes, she likes to drink."

"That's right, I'll take it to him."

The old lady paused for a moment: "It's fine, it's fine. Then I'll trouble you."

She took some hot water in a plastic bag, covered it with three layers inside and outside to prevent water leakage, and then put the special bag of milk in.

"Do you know where he stays whenever he goes to the garden?"

The old lady recalled carefully: "Under the tree that is said to be a hundred years old, class was over at noon before, and I saw her walking to the garden with a bag, so I asked a few words casually, and she said she was going there for dinner. .Usually, she is alone, oops, how can there be a child eating alone here..."

"Yes."

"But sometimes the little teacher would be with her, and I thought she was a student in class one."

Xia Zhuo raised her eyebrows: "Oh, you mean the one wearing glasses, they have always had a good relationship."

"Really?" The old lady looked at him suspiciously: "It would be great if this is the case."

"Isn't that so?"

"Hey... I didn't listen to it specially. The two of them were talking next to my store that day. What the teacher wearing glasses said... It seemed to tell her not to go to the office to look for him again, and advised her to listen to the principal. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as suspending school. I don’t know what happened to her, but I thought, if the relationship is really good, how can a teacher and an elder speak in that tone? At the beginning, she didn't come to my place to get milk for two days. Teacher, you have to persuade her when you go back to class, let her adjust her mentality, be happy every day, and go to a big city outside next summer , then everything will be fine..."

Saying goodbye to the old lady, it happened to be the time for school to leave at noon.

A large group of students was divided into two groups, more than half rushed to the cafeteria, while the other small group headed straight for the small shop.

Xia Zhuo took out a small bag of crispy noodles, sprinkled them with seasoning packets, and walked slowly into the garden against the crowd while gnawing.

"Hu Zimo committed suicide because he was abandoned by someone he depended on."

Uncle Yang asked him, "Are you sure you committed suicide?"

"Yes." Xia Zhuo held up the plastic bag in his hand, the hot water inside fogged the thin protective layer, and the dizzying sunlight cast a dazzling color on the chocolate-wrapped milk, "Where you are On the cliff, once the piece of wood you are holding loose, you will be smashed to pieces in minutes."

Uncle Yang sighed deeply: "But there should be many things in the world worth nostalgia for. He is still so young, and it is indeed like what the shop owner said. Once he goes out, he will come into contact with another world. He will meet you." See more people and things. Just here... like this, it's a pity."

"Negative emotions will devour people." Xia Zhuo said softly.

Compared with getting sick physically, getting sick in the heart is the deadliest thing. It will quickly rot everything you have, and mercilessly kill all the factors that make you live.

Flowers watered by love and flowers shrunk in a corner without seeing light all day long are two completely different consequences.

"Did you listen carefully to what she just said?" Guan Yuzhou said suddenly.

Xia Zhuo tilted his head to look, and thought for a while: "A century-old tree?"

"still got more."

"Well...what else?" Xia Yan leaned over to rub against him, "Can you remind me?"

"This store doesn't care about profit, so there is no situation where the students can't continue to open after halfway." Guan Yuzhou analyzed: "The reason why it was closed later may be suitable for her grandson to directly hook up."

Xia Zhuo slowed down, "Grandson..."

Guan Yuzhou said slowly: "If Wei Jiaxiang controls himself, then this may be a beautiful story of two-way redemption. But it is a pity that if he makes a wrong step, he will make a wrong step."

"Ah! I remembered." Xia Zhuo stopped abruptly, "The old lady said just now: 'My son and daughter-in-law don't usually care about him'."

Guan Yuzhou nodded, motioning for him to continue.

Uncle Yang was very surprised: "Is there any problem with this sentence?"

"There is a problem, a big problem!

"So many students died in the six classes. According to the initial speculation, it was because the dead people had a bad attitude towards Hu Zimo, so Hu Zimo took revenge one by one after his death. But this is only the first level of participants. Guess, but it’s not the case, those who survived were students whose parents were very strict and didn’t allow them to have their ‘self’.”

Uncle Yang frowned: "'Self'?"

"Yes, it's 'self'. Wei Jiaxiang doesn't have a 'self' now. I separated from Guan Yuzhou in the morning and saw some plots about him. Wei Jiaxiang's mother is very strong. He didn't want to become a teacher, but her mother asked He did this. I could feel his depression and struggle in that space, but these shouldn’t be the reason why he spread his resentment and caused others pain.

"Uncle Yang, do you remember that I mentioned that there is a sports committee named Huang Yu in our class? He emphasized several times that his parents would not suspend him from school and insisted that he stay in school. And the rest Those who were alive, were trapped in the classroom and couldn't get out...all their parents didn't agree to leave school!

"Wei Jiaxiang is jealous of these children. His heart has been twisted long ago, so he came up to get close to the excluded Hu Zimo. Those who disappeared mysteriously in the end were all students who were allowed to develop at home and grew up differently from him! So the small shop was finally closed because the old lady no longer needed to stay with her to study with her. Her grandson is gone, so why is she still opening a shop?

"He actually bases his healing method on the suffering of others, what a poorly dressed beast!"