At Jiangcheng West Station, there is a flyover.

The underpass is sheltered from the wind and rain, and there is a lot of people, and this kind of place is generally patrolled strictly, and there are basically few homeless people and beggars to be seen.

It's just that there are exceptions to everything, and under the overpass at Jiangcheng West Station, there happened to be an old man in his fifties, carrying a broken bag that he didn't know which garbage can he picked up from, dragging his limping legs around the neighborhood.

said that he was a beggar, but he did not put a broken bowl on the ground and wait for someone to give alms, nor did he pull people to ask for money. He is said to be a homeless man, but he has no money or income, and he is still unable to move, and he is often helped by others.

"He used to be a contractor, and he was ...... Anyway, a profession that makes a lot of money, and then the accident injured his waist, the construction site did not pay, the project was unfinished, and the final payment was not paid to him, and the developer ran away.

Most of the people who worked with him were friends from the same village, or they were old workers who had been with him for many years, and he had no choice, so he paid everyone's wages out of his own pocket, and then came here alone to find the developer - his waist was injured, and he had to rest after walking dozens of meters, so he came to Jiangcheng to collect debts, but his family went to the empty building and couldn't find it at all. ”

"And then?"

"Then, there is no then, this is unfortunate, it has nothing to do with the times, it has nothing to do with the hard work, it happens, it happens. ”

Xu Qing stood in front of the roadside stall, wanting to take Jiang He, who lifted chestnuts, to buy sugar and fried chestnuts, but now is not the season to eat chestnuts, so he can only pick a sugarcane and let the boss cut it.

The knife in the boss's hand was very sharp, and he easily split the skin of the sugar cane, and while waiting, Xu Qing looked sideways in the direction of the West Station, his eyes were calm.

"He begged at the municipal gate for several months, and also went to the newspaper, but it was useless, and when he wanted to go back, his wife and children did not recognize him, and his family moved away, and the phone could not be reached. ”

The man smiled and took out the newspaper from his dirty backpack to show him, and Xu Qing sighed suddenly, "People, ......"

"How do you know?" Jiang He took the sugarcane cut by the stall owner, pinched a piece and handed it to Xu Qing, curious about what he said.

"We were roommates one night, and he broke half of the foam board of his sleeping mat for me, saying that it was too cold on the floor and that he would get sick. ”

Xu Qing gestured casually, "Such a big piece, he used it a little big, but it was a little smaller in half, and he slept with his legs bent, I was very grateful, it was almost winter at that time, and it was very cold at night, so I took the only dozen yuan on my body and bought two bottles of wine in two taels and drank it with him, and said most of the night under the overpass." ”

"So you know. Jiang He smacked the sugar cane, and his mouth was full of sweetness and he felt very happy, "What happened to him later?"

"I don't know, I've been there a few times since then, I've invited him to eat hamburgers, and then I haven't seen him again, maybe I'm going home." ”

"It was good to be home. ”

"Or maybe it's dead. ”

On the afternoon at the end of March, when the sun was warm, Jiang He followed Xu Qing's side, carrying a bag of sugarcane and eating it slowly, carefully spitting out the chewed residue into another bag.

"You've wandered too?" she asked.

"No, that's another copper-headed belt story. ”

Xu Qing walked forward along the familiar street, turned to a side street and took a few steps forward, came to an old bookstore, looked at the signboard of the store, paused, and took Jiang He inside.

In this era, physical books have gradually declined, and there are not many people patronizing this kind of small bookstore, but fortunately, the store is the owner's own, and it only needs to pay a water and electricity to guard this place, and usually sell some exercise books or something to the parents of students in surrounding schools, and it can still survive.

If you want to recreate the lively scene when Xu Qing was a child, there is basically no play, only those big bookstores will have people looking for all kinds of books, and they will be more popular.

The boss couldn't recognize Xu Qing anymore, reached out to help his reading glasses, sat behind the counter and said hello, didn't get up, and asked the two of them what they wanted to buy.

"Just take a look. ”

Xu Qing replied casually, pacing in the small bookstore, most of the books here are old books and old books, there used to be a book rental business, and I don't know how to charge now, his complete works of Jin Gu were half rubbed in this store at the beginning, standing in front of the bookshelf and holding books to look at the rivers and lakes, and the other half was renting back the books with the pocket money he saved, hiding under the wall with Qin Hao and watching with relish.

The old bookshelf is not too dirty, it's just old, it can be seen that it is often taken care of, the books on it are neatly placed, only this side is a variety of old books, the other side is the exercise book five years college entrance examination and the like, and there is a bookshelf in the corner, where some professional books are placed, and all kinds of reading materials, the bottom layer is comics and villain books.

"See if you like anything you like, pick a few and take them home. ”

Xu Qing said a word to Jiang He, and casually took out a yellowed old book and opened it.

Books are the ladder of human progress, and Jiang He's income from reading books is much greater than his income - provided that he can understand it.

In front of so many books in the bookstore, normal people would not choose books that they couldn't understand to pretend, Jiang He was a normal person, so after browsing for a while, she found a book that she could understand and wanted to read.

The boss behind the counter saw that the two of them were very quiet, and he didn't bother, lying on the table doing his own thing, and before he knew it, more than half an hour passed, and the figure shrouded in front of the counter, so he raised his eyes again and raised his head.

"These ......"

Xu Qing put the book in his hand on the counter, then took a large stack of Jiang He's hugs, flipped through it twice, looked at her and said, "You don't need this, right?"

What he was holding in his hand was "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", five thick copies, with very small handwriting, pirated old books from earlier.

Let's look at others, "How to Learn to Speak 'High Emotional Intelligence'", "Humor and Communication", "The Weakness of Human Nature", ......

Fortunately, Xu Qing doesn't know if this kind of marketing book can have some kind of wonderful reaction with Jiang He, an old grandmother who is like a blank piece of paper, although it is all vernacular, but there is no harmful content - there is a lot of common sense throughout the text, and from a certain point of view, this kind of book is suitable for Jiang He.

"Then don't want this. Jiang He nodded, she just wanted to see what Datang looked like......

"A brief history of time?" The next book surprised Xu Qing for a moment, and after thinking about it, he didn't say anything, just handed it to the boss to settle the bill together.

You don't have to think about it to know that Jiang He definitely can't understand this thing, even he can't understand it, it's just that the word 'time' attracts her.

If you like to see it, you can buy it, Xu Qing took out his mobile phone and scanned the code neatly to checkout, even if he can't understand it, he can put it on the bookshelf and put it on a small comparison, which is not completely useless.

Anyway, don't worry about waking up one morning and seeing Jiang He in the living room with a hammer to change the cone to make a time machine.