“...... Come, look here, the groom hugs your lover a little tighter, okay, that's it......"

“...... Old fellow, are you cheating, how can you regret chess so much?"

“...... It is said that the rock sugar gourd is sour, and the acid is wrapped in sweet ......"

“...... Eh, what's going on there? How is the capital? How is it than Chang'an, Dad hasn't been to the capital yet......"

Lian Ge sat on the bench in front of the lawn in the park, looked at the book in his hand, and listened to the voices.

In the lawn at the back, a couple is taking wedding photos, in front of them, in the shade of the trees on the opposite side of the road, some old people are arguing over playing chess, and on the small square on the other side of the lawn, the vendors make noises, keeping passers-by one by one.

On the road, a middle-aged man in long pants and rubber shoes, with his hand on the function device next to his ear, made a phone call, and walked slowly along the path in the park.

Walking not far in front of Lian Ge, the middle-aged man paused, as if he wanted to find a place to sit down.

Turning his gaze, the middle-aged man swept around the bench next to the road, hesitated, and walked in the direction of Lian Ge.

......

Hearing this, Lian Ge raised his gaze and glanced at the middle-aged man who was on the phone.

The middle-aged man's clothes, pants, rubber shoes and hair were stained with some ash, and the whole person looked dusty.

The skin on his face was a little rough, and there was some unclean sweat on his forehead.

The palm of the hand holding the phone is covered with calluses, and although it has obviously been washed, the palm that has been dried at the moment still seems to be covered with a layer of dust.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was holding the functional phone close to his ear, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be listening intently to the voice on the other end of the phone.

......

And at the same time that Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man also walked not far in front of Lian Ge.

After a pause, the middle-aged man did not sit down next to Lian Ge, but bypassed from the side, and sat down on the empty bench behind Lian Ge, where the back of the chair was leaning.

“...... Eh, the school is good, what about the classmates, it's good, that's good, that's good......."

The middle-aged man sat on the edge of the empty bench, with a smile on his dark face, and a wrinkle at the corner of his eyes.

“...... Be more safe at school and be alone outside...... Okay, Dad won't say it, don't say it, listen to you......"

“...... How was Anmen Square that day?"

......

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Lian Ge retracted his gaze, and continued to look at the book in his hand page by page, as before.

......

And at this very moment,

On the lawn, a sanitation worker with a garbage tong in one hand and an iron bucket in the other walked towards the lawn while picking up plastic garbage left behind in the lawn.

After bending down and picking up a piece of garbage hidden in the lawn with garbage tongs, and throwing it into the dustpan, the sanitation worker straightened up and glanced inside and outside the lawn.

After a pause, he also walked towards the bench behind Lian Ge.

......

Leaning on the iron bucket and garbage tongs, he placed it next to the bench, and the sanitation worker sat down next to the bench where the middle-aged man was.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead with his cuffs, the sanitation worker sat on the bench, looking at the lawn in the distance, a little distracted.

......

“...... If you have any grievances, remember to call your dad, don't hold it in your heart alone, you know?"

The middle-aged man's mobile phone was close to his ear and said to the other end of the phone,

“...... This is in the capital, and the consumption is also high. Do you have enough money on you? Dad will go and give you some money in a while. Don't be too yourself when you go out alone, if you see something delicious, buy some to eat, if you have a holiday, where you want to go, go with your classmates, and when you come back from winter vacation, you can also talk to your dad about ......"

“...... It's okay, it's okay, Dad has money. ”

The middle-aged man grinned, "Don't worry Dad, Dad's wages at this construction site have risen again." Dad can't spend much money alone...... You're out there alone, and you have to spend money everywhere......"

"Good...... Then you go to class, Dad has to work, and when you are free, Dad will call you again. ”

With a smile, the middle-aged man put down the functional machine he was holding.

After a pause, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked into the distance.

......

"Brother, will you call your own child?"

The sanitation worker turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked aloud,

"yes. The middle-aged man turned his head and replied with a smile,

"Boy or girl?"

"Girl. The middle-aged man responded,

"How old are you? Reading outside?"

"I went to university in the capital. The middle-aged man replied with a proud smile.

"That's good...... It's just that the child is so far away, can't he let it go?" said the sanitation worker, turning his gaze back, "In the past, when my son was studying outside, I was worried all day long, for fear that he would be wronged outside, and hide it from the family......

"I can't put it down, but it's okay, the child is sensible, and he will call home every once in a while to talk...... It's not good to call the child every day, do you say yes, the child will always have something to do outside, and we can't delay the child's ......"

“...... Brother, let's not talk about it for now, I have to go back too. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man stood up again, wiped some of the sweat on the function phone, and put it back in his pocket.

He turned back and patted the dust that might have been stained on the bench he had been sitting on before turning and leaving along the path in the park.

Walking to the small square on the other side of the lawn, the middle-aged man couldn't help but pause slightly,

“...... Brother, do you want a watermelon?" beckoned the vendor,

Hearing this, the middle-aged man moved his chapped lips, then shook his head again, took another step, and walked out of the park along the small square.

......

The sanitation worker sitting on the other side of the bench watched the middle-aged man walk away, and then he also held on to the back of the bench and stood up again.

Hammered the waist with his hand, and the sanitation worker bent down again to pick up the bucket and garbage tongs.

Leaning slightly, the sanitation workers walked around the side of the lawn and continued to bend down to pick up the trash on the side of the trail along the park path.

......

At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew through the park, disturbing the trees and foliage in the park, rolling down the leaves.

The moment the sanitation workers felt the wind, they subconsciously turned around and used their bodies to block the wind.

But some of the plastic waste that had been picked up in the bucket was still blown out by the gust of wind, blowing along the ground towards a distance, and scattered all over the ground.

......

Looking at the plastic garbage scattered again, the sanitation workers stood in place with garbage tongs, stunned and stared......

But immediately afterwards, I moved my footsteps again, along the road, and picked up the plastic garbage one by one.

Subsequently, the figure of the sanitation workers gradually faded away.

......

On the bench, Lian Ge raised his head and looked at the sanitation worker who was getting away, and after a slight pause, he withdrew his gaze.

Turning his gaze back to the "Elementary Technique" in his hand, Lian Ge turned the pages as before.

And the sun above his head gradually climbed towards the sky, swaying towards the ground.

In front of him, behind him, a line of pedestrians rushed or slowly passed in front of him,

The sound of noisy or whispering continued to sound in Lian Ge's ears with the breeze that disturbed the branches and leaves of the trees from time to time, mixed with the sound of turning the pages.