Song Zhichao walked out of the recruitment hall with his briefcase and came outside, but saw that it was really ...... outside No one!

As far as the eye can see, there are only a few people gathered together to gossip, since they are here, they are all looking for work, and who would waste their time outside the hall?

Except for a few people, a leisurely wild dog rummaging through the trash in the parking lot, sniffing this and that, and finally chasing a buzzing fly all the way.

The fly, however, was attracted by the smell of fruit, buzzed all the way, and finally rushed to a snow-white pineapple, but before it could gain a foothold, it was driven away by a towel with a snort.

The wild dog chasing after him was also swept away by the towel, and after running a few steps and turning around, he barked loudly at the fruit Ah Bo, who was selling fruit at the door.

Fruit Abel was wearing a green military uniform with no buttons, and a pair of mud-stained liberation shoes under his feet, and was squatting at the gate to sell fruit in baskets.

The most common fruit in this place in Nanyue is pineapple, because of the climate, pineapple is juicy and sweet. Eating a pineapple in your spare time can quench your thirst and relieve the heat.

At this time, Na Abo's business was not good, because the people who came here were all applicants, and their lives were very difficult, and a few of them were willing to spend money to buy fruits to eat.

A thin black child, possibly his grandson, wearing a ragged tagged undershirt with a rocket printed on it with the words "Long March 1" painted on it, was crawling in and out of a basket woven with bamboo strips, playing with a small green tin frog, while Ah Bo patiently wiped the pineapples with a towel and placed the plump and beautiful pineapples in a conspicuous place in the stall.

Suddenly, the child stopped crawling, put his fingers in his mouth, crooked his dirty little face, and said pitifully to the fruit uncle: "Grandpa, you are hungry." ”

Fruit Abel kindly touched his little brain melon and said, "Bear with it first, and when Grandpa sells the fruit, I will buy delicious food for my little grandson." ”

"Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"

"What do our little grandchildren like to eat?"

"Grandpa, I want to eat shrimp dumplings. ”

"Then buy shrimp dumplings. ”

"Grandpa, I want to eat powder sausages. ”

"Then buy the sausages. ”

Speaking of so many delicious foods, Ah Bo felt that he was hungry too.

Early in the morning, they carried two large baskets of pineapples from the countryside of Panyu to the county seat to sell, but they could not find a suitable place at the railway station, and finally found a place to set up a stall, but they were driven away by other fruit sellers.

He had no choice but to carry the burden, take two steps, and shout twice. Then I heard that there was a meeting here, and there were many people, so I hurried over, but the stall had been set up for a long time, but not even a single pineapple was sold.

From morning to now, not a grain of rice has been eaten, and the fruit Abel only feels that his stomach has begun to growl. But he can only endure it, he didn't make any money, what qualifications did he have to buy food and drink, and how would he explain to his wife, son and daughter-in-law after he went back?

"Yes, anyway, I'm not tired at this time, it's the same whether I eat or not, I can save a meal, but it's a bitter little grandson. Fruit Abel sighed in his heart and reached out again to touch his little grandson's head.

At this time, Song Zhichao walked over.

Song Zhichao squatted on the ground, picked up those pineapples with his hands, and looked at them one by one.

Seeing that a customer came to the door, the fruit Abel couldn't care about a lot, and hurriedly greeted warmly: "These pineapples are all grown by us, with a lot of water and sweet meat." ”

Song Zhichao picked it up and sniffed it under his nose, "More money?"

"On the pound, a pound and two cents!" Fruit Abel was afraid that the only customer would be scared away by the price, so he quoted the lowest price.

Song Zhichao glanced at it, "All, how much money?"

"What?" said Fruit Arbor didn't hear clearly.

"Let me ask you how much money do you need for all these fruits?" Song Zhichao pointed to the stalls and baskets.

Fruit Abel was a little dazed, and the little grandson stared at Song Zhichao curiously with his fingers in the basket with black eyes, not understanding what he was talking to his grandfather.

"You say...... You're going to buy them all?!" Fruit Abel asked with some unconfidence.

Song Zhichao nodded, "How much money in total?" As he spoke, he opened the briefcase he was carrying.

"One pound and two cents, this is one hundred and twenty pounds, a total of two dollars and four cents!" said Fruit Abel excitedly, the wrinkles on his face trembling.

Song Zhichao showed a smile at the fruit Abel, took out five yuan and handed it over.

Ah Bo hurriedly took the money, but immediately made a difficulty, opened the cloth bag that he had hidden around his waist, wrapped one layer after another, opened it all with coins of one and a half cents, counted them, and there were only three cents a piece in total, and there was not enough money to change.

"Excuse me, I'm ...... If you don't have enough money, you wait, I'll go to the commissary to help you change it first. ”

"Don't look for it!" Song Zhichao said, "You can do a favor later." ”

"Do what?"

"You'll find out later. Song Zhichao smiled.

......

The recruitment hall was still unusually hot.

Countless candidates swam like tropical fish in the crowded halls.

Holding a handkerchief, wiping the sweat.

Craned his neck and drank the boiled water he brought.

His mouth was dry, and his eyes were glazed to stare at the various recruitment desks.

In their opinion, it is too uncomfortable to find a job in such weather, and it would be nice to be able to eat a few sweet and refreshing fruits.

That's when ---

"Let's go out and eat Sydney!"

"Sydney pears are being distributed outside, so you don't have to eat them when you go late!"

"Hurry up first!"

With the shouting, I saw a group of people rushing outside.

The people who were interviewing and applying for jobs were a little confused and couldn't understand what was going on.

But soon, the news came back.

"Really, there's a pear distribution outside!"

"It's delicious, crispy and sweet!"

The others who were watching swallowed hard, no longer hesitated, and rushed out directly.

Those who are applying for jobs, and those who are interviewing, can only look at others with envy, and their hearts are like cats tickling, full of depression.

After all, in such an era, there are not many free fruits.

Soon, even the personnel of the management department of the recruitment hall on the second floor were alarmed.

In the office, the dissatisfied old woman was drinking the tea brewed by the fat sea, and then saw that there were fewer and fewer staff around her, and couldn't help but hold the teacup and go downstairs to see, I couldn't help but be surprised, the originally bustling hall has become sparse and sparse, where have all the people gone?

When I asked, everyone went outside to get free fruit.

At this time, the old woman was very puzzled.

She, like many people, has a big question mark in her heart: What hell is going on outside?!