Lin Quanzhen picked up the white potatoes stacked on the cart, opened the round iron lid and put them in the oven. The oil drum oven was full of roasted white potatoes, and the sweet and delicious smell could be smelled hundreds of meters away.

This is Beijing's Nancheng District, next to the street in front of a primary school, where Lin Quanzhen stands at six o'clock in the morning selling baked sweet potatoes.

"Uncle, how much is your baked sweet potato a pound?"

A mother led a child in a little yellow hat to ask.

"I don't weigh this white potato, two dollars a piece. Lin Quanzhen said with a smile.

"Ouch, it's so cheap, these sweet potatoes don't look small. The woman picked up a hot sweet potato and weighed it, then put it back in a hurry.

"One is about 250 grams. Lin Quanzhen said.

"Is your oil drum environmentally friendly, and this white potato, there won't be black spots, right?" the woman stared at him suspiciously.

"Absolutely environmentally friendly, you see this bucket is still brand new, and the sweet potatoes are all healthy, if you don't believe it, you can taste it." Faced with the woman's questioning, Lin Quanzhen was not annoyed at all, pointed to the phone number written on the bucket and said, "If there is a problem with eating, you can come to me for compensation." ”

The woman looked at Lin Quanzhen's breezy appearance in white, but she also felt that this old man was not ordinary, and it should be impossible to lie, so she wrote down the number and said, "Then bring me two." ”

Lin Quanzhen nodded, grabbed a small paper bag from the lower layer of the cart, picked out two heavy plump white potatoes and put them in, and took out a carton of pure milk from the box under his feet.

"Hey, what are you?" The woman just wanted to send the four coins over, and Lin Quanzhen put the pure milk in the palm of her hand.

"Buy two sweet potatoes and get a carton of milk. Lin Quanzhen said.

"Ah, what's the matter, this carton of bright pure milk costs four yuan, aren't you giving it away for nothing?" the woman was taken aback.

"It's understandable. Lin Quanzhen did not deny it.

"Mom, hurry up, I want to eat sweet potatoes. The little boy stomped his feet and urged.

"That's it, I'll give you five yuan, can you see it?" said the woman, and took out a five-yuan piece from her wallet and stuffed it into Lin Quanzhen's hand.

Lin Quan did not refuse, calmly put the banknotes in his pocket, and continued to sell sweet potatoes.

"Old man, aren't you afraid of burns if you put your hand into the stove without gloves?"

"No, my calluses, they're thick. ”

"Old man, your white potatoes taste good, why are they sold so cheaply?" someone just paid and couldn't wait to take a bite.

Lin Quan smiled and said nothing, just accepted his renminbi and then returned a coin with bright milk.

"Grandpa, I want to buy two sweet potatoes. A dirty little girl plucked up the courage to hand the 100 yuan bill to Lin Quanzhen.

As soon as Lin Quanzhen took the banknote, his eyes swept over the fine light, because he could distinguish that it was a counterfeit banknote.

"Little girl, where did you get this banknote?" Lin Quanzhen asked kindly, squatting down.

"It's my own money. The little girl said with her head down.

"Oh, did you work at such a young age?" Lin Quanzhen's expression was slightly moved, "What are you doing?"

"Either I work part-time, or they want me to play a moving doll bear. The little girl shook her hand and explained, "Interacting with other people, they say it's not a part-time job. ”

"Well, how long have you been acting?"

"Well, I don't remember, I'm tired, from yesterday morning until afternoon. The little girl recalled, "They said that if you don't stop it, you won't leave, otherwise you won't have money." ”

"Then why do you want to make money?" Lin Quanzhen's smile disappeared, replaced by a solemn touch.

"Dad is sick, and the money my grandparents make is not enough to treat him, so I have to ......" The little girl said and suddenly cried out with a "woo wow", as if she wanted to vent all the grievances in her heart.

"Where's your mother?" Lin Quanzhen patted her little back in a sundress as if comforting.

"Mom...... Mom and Dad are divorced. The little girl cried.

"Old man, do you still sell these sweet potatoes?" the others waited impatiently.

Lin Quanzhen got up slowly, and at this moment, it seemed as if the world was standing up with his waist, and his body was like an optimus pillar that held up the entire heaven and earth, exuding an immortal aura.

"I'm sorry guys, I'm not selling, but to compensate for the time you wasted, you can share the milk below. Lin Quanzhen said lightly, and with one palm, he pushed the cart of hundreds of catties to the wall outside the school, without rolling off a white potato, and then he took the little girl's hand and walked to the corner.

"This old man, so much strength. Everyone who saw it was dumbfounded, but the speed of snatching the milk was not slow at all.

"Grandpa, are you going to take me to the police?" the little girl was so panicked that she forgot to cry.

"What are you doing with the police?" Lin Quanzhen was a little strange.

Several people who sold things said...... Said that the bill was fake and could not be used......" The little girl sobbed, afraid to look up in shame, "I ...... I don't know what to do either...... I just wanted to buy my dad a breakfast......"

"Who said it was fake?" Lin Quan quietly took out ten ten-yuan sheets from his jacket pocket, folded them and put them on the girl's right hand and asked her to clench them, "This is grandpa looking for you." ”

After Lin Quanzhen finished speaking, he took two white potatoes from the oven, put them in a three-layer paper bag and handed them to her arms.

The little girl's eyes widened, and she was a little stunned for a moment when she was holding the warm white potato.

"It's still very cold, you wear so little, don't catch a cold. Lin Quanzhen took off his white coat and tore it in half, half of which was draped over himself, and the other half was tied to the little girl.

"Thank you, grandpa. ”

The little girl was moved to tears, but she couldn't control it and sneezed several times at once, and saliva and snot sprayed on Lin Quanzhen's body.

Lin Quanzhen pretended not to see it, he pointed to the phone number on the bucket and said, "Little girl, you go home and call this number, they will help your father heal." ”

"Huh, really?" asked the little girl in surprise.

"Really, remember this number and don't tell anyone easily. Lin Quanzhen smiled and pushed the cart away.

The little girl looked at the old man, she didn't leave for a long time, she didn't notice that there were five yellow filaments on her head - this was Lin Quanzhen's additional purification energy, which could prevent someone from harming the little girl.

"Two or three fallen leaves, pieces of missing, missing you, smiling face ~ rain a little bit of two points, dripping commemoration, commemoration of our past, time spins summer instant autumn ......" A high-value woman in a pink shirt and black trousers was drinking coffee in the office and unhurriedly bent down to dial the password lock on the penultimate drawer on her right leg, and in the crisp sound of unlocking, she opened the drawer and took out a beautiful mobile phone from it.

The caller ID on the screen is an unfamiliar number, which makes her a little puzzled, this is her private mobile phone, except for some big people, no one knows the number, and the absolute density is second only to the PHS between the Hao.

However, she was not in a hurry to refuse, but stretched out her slender index finger to the answer button, and said in an official tone: "Hello, this is the central bank." ”

"Excuse me...... Can you heal my father?" a weak voice came.

The woman was stunned when she heard this, "What is it?" Shouldn't you call 120 for treatment? Didn't this little girl dial her number indiscriminately?

"Little sister, where did you get my phone number?" the woman tried to be as gentle as she could.

"Yes...... It was given to me by an old grandfather. ”

"Grandpa?" suddenly flashed a figure in the woman's mind, and then asked, "What kind of old man is it?"

"It's a very kind old man in white clothes and white hair. The little girl said.

Sure enough, it was Commander-in-Chief Lin. The woman was startled, and then chuckled: "What kind of illness does that little sister's father have?"

"Like...... It seems to be cancer. The little girl's tone had a hint of weeping.

Instead of smiling, the woman beckoned to a staff member standing in the doorway.

"Inspector General. The female staff member in the skirt stepped forward respectfully and saluted.

"Little sister, I'm sorry, my sister can't help you with your illness, but she can help you pay. The woman held up a pen, "Does my little sister's father have a bank card?" ”

"Yes, yes, sister, wait a minute......" The little girl's voice was very excited.

Soon, the woman overheard a conversation on her phone:

"Dad, we have money, and one of my sisters said she would help us pay for the treatment. ”

"How do I pay?"

"She asked for her bank card number. ”

"Liar, Xiaoya, you need to know...... There is no such thing as a free lunch, ahem......"

"But I don't think the old man is a liar, and the number he gave, and the sister inside is definitely not a liar. The little girl said stubbornly.

"That's it...... Just toss it around, there's no money in the card anyway, it's ......"

After a minute of silence.

"Sister, I've been waiting for a long time, Dad's bank card number is 6218......" The little girl pronounced the words carefully and clearly, probably because she was afraid that her sister in the phone would make a mistake, so she repeated it several times.

"Yes, little sister, sister promises that your father will be able to go to the best hospital tonight. The woman hung up the phone with a smile, then put the note on the table in the palm of the staff's hand and ordered, "Allocate a million to this bank card number." ”