There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

At the small train station near the campus, a group of students from the student union sent off the alumni who had returned home, and scattered in groups of three or five.

Zhang Guoqing waved to them, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat off his face, and looked at the small baskets carried by the children passing by outside, his heart moved.

Da Yi, help me push the car, I will come whenever I go.

Okay, hurry up, let's pack up and go home early. Yi Jiefang took the handlebar, saw that he had already run away, and slowly pushed the car behind him.

Zhang Guoqing ran in front of the child, looked at her with a smile, and pointed to her little basket.

Big brother, come here.

Without further ado, Zhang Guoqing followed the little girl to the corner, What's there? Do you know where you can buy meat?

No one will marry a wife in such a hot day. Wait until the weather cools down. I just laid these eggs this morning. I don't want you to be expensive, just a dime.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the basket she opened and almost laughed out loud. This little girl really knows how to do business, and the dozen or so eggs in it dare to say that they laid it this morning.

He flipped through the inside, watched the child look around worriedly, and comforted him: It's okay, I want it all, and you'll sell this basket to me too, and you can tell me a price.

The little girl nodded excitedly after hearing this, and she still didn't forget to do business next time, Whether big brother wants old hens, my family has them, but the price is a bit expensive.

Seeing that Zhang Guoqing was a little moved, she quickly added, My house is not far from here. Have you seen the village on Malu? Come with me and just say my relatives.

Not to mention, Zhang Guoqing really wanted to buy it, so he tentatively asked, How to sell it?

The little girl took the money for the fourteen eggs and returned the money for the broken basket, My grandfather will make it up, and I won't charge you. Last year when the cafeteria was broken up, my grandma raised chickens, and they are old and fat now. No matter what, it weighs five or six catties. My grandma said that someone told her that it could be sold for fifteen yuan.

Zhang Guoqing fainted~ He can only buy two chickens for a month's salary, and he really can't afford it for fifteen yuan when his wife comes back. This ghost girl is skinny, no matter how she looks at she is eight or nine years old at most, she is so smart.

I'll eat the eggs first. After speaking, Zhang Guoqing left with the basket in hand. His resistance to Mengmeng's big eyes has dropped a lot, so it's better to leave early. To avoid being turned into a ditch with tears by a child like last time.

Oh, I knew I would say less...

After Zhang Guoqing left, he could still hear the little girl's voice of regret, and he couldn't stop being happy. When he walked to the intersection and saw Yi Jiefang waiting for him pushing a car, he even described it.

Yi Jiefang shook his head after listening. The adults in this area see that the school professors have high incomes, so they should not force their children to make money.

The two people were worried that they would drop the eggs in the basket, so they didn't ride their bikes. They still pushed the bike with Yi Jiefang, chatting and walking slowly along the way.

When he was about to reach the school, an old man rushed out of the front and fell down in front of the 28-bar with a slap. Zhang Guoqing was so startled that he held up the basket, looked at the ground and shouted oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, old man.

Yi Jiefang was so angry that he pushed the car back and shouted, Hey, can you pretend to be real?

Oh...the world is so cold, young people don't know how to respect the old and love the young...

Zhang Guoqing laughed when he saw it, pulled Yi Jiefang, and said with a smile: Old man, get up, we have something to talk about, someone will come over later...

The old man lifted his lowered head blankly, My leg hurts and I can't walk, I'm hungry and I can't walk...

Zhang Guoqing sighed, put down the basket, walked up to him and helped him up, and said softly, Where is your home? I'll take you home.

The old man leaned against Zhang Guoqing and immediately burst into tears and snot, and rubbed against him vigorously, so disgusted that Zhang Guoqing almost flew away.

It's gone, I have no home, Rhubarb is also dead, what's the point of leaving me alive as a lonely old man, it's better to let me die...

Zhang Guoqing's brows twitched when he heard it, he just saw how strange this old man looked. It stands to reason that such a scruffy old man with messy hair and patches would have a strange smell, but this man is good, and he still has a pleasant smell of medicine on his body.

He motioned to Yi Jiefang, who was about to go berserk, and so on, and the two waited quietly for the old man on him to cry almost, without saying a word.

Fortunately, people also know how to stop when enough is enough. The old man tightly grabbed the hem of Zhang Guoqing's clothes and looked up at him pitifully, I'm hungry.

Yi Jiefang could tell that this person was either insane or a pedophile. He rolled his eyes helplessly, needless to say, this buddy is about to show kindness again.

Da Yi, let's go to the front and have a bowl of noodles. Zhang Guoqing didn't want to explain, so he supported the old man as he walked and said, Old man, I don't ask who you are or what your purpose is, I will treat you to a bowl of noodles, and we will separate. OK?

The bad old man snorted without making a sound, followed the two of them for a long distance, and finally arrived at a restaurant.

Zhang Guoqing paid six taels of food stamps and seventy-five cents, and asked for three bowls of noodles. While waiting, the bad old man played tricks again. He kept looking at the two pitifully without saying a word.

Yi Jiefang was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help but ask, Old man, what's the matter with you? We have to rush back to school. You have something to talk about, so go home quickly after you have nothing to eat.

I want to eat eggs. The bad old man pointed at the bamboo basket, I am old and useless, I can't even eat eggs. I don't think I can live for a few days...

Zhang Guoqing yelled to stop helplessly, Okay, you can take as many as you want later. Can I count what I owe you?

I……

Zhang Guoqing saw that he was about to squirm again, so he hurriedly shouted: Stop! Can I beg you, old man? Let's talk straight, don't use this expression, I'm panicking.

The bad old man nodded happily, I want more meat!

Yi Jiefang laughed happily when he looked at Zhang Guoqing who opened his mouth wide in surprise. Should! Let your bad heart.

Zhang Guoqing was defeated, he stood up and said helplessly: Okay, I will do good deeds to accumulate virtue for myself.

Xiao Wu, accumulate more virtue, and give me a share.

Okay, you are all ancestors!

The bad old man rolled his eyes at Yi Jiefang, watched Zhang Guoqing leave, and then asked, Where is that silly boy?

Yi Jiefang glared at him, then laughed after thinking about it, he's not a fool.

You are also a fool!

Old man, you are not kind. We kindly invite you to eat noodles, but you still laugh at us.

The bad old man snorted, turned his head away, It's not like you are giving me old age.

Yi Jiefang shook his head speechlessly, Come on, you sit all the time, I'll serve the noodles.

The bad old man looked at the back of him leaving, then looked at Zhang Guoqing who was paying with a smile, grinned, and thought to himself that he had come to the capital rightly.

After eating the noodles and the added meat, the old man finally patted his stomach in satisfaction, took out two eggs and put them on his hands with a smile, and left without saying a word.

What Zhang Guoqing could notice, Yi Jiefang also noticed just now, they thought it was some boring old man looking for fun, they just thought it was fun, and didn't worry about it, so they immediately rushed to school to pack their bags and go home.