called Yang Fei'er, and this girl immediately agreed, thinking that she had completely regarded Lao Li as her own family.

While there were still two hours in the middle, Lao Li stomped out again, thinking about where to go, and wanted to sit on the cement steps downstairs, spitting smoke rings and whistling at the beauty, but Yang Da Beauty lived nearby, and it was inevitable that she would not be able to pay the difference when she was seen. After a while, he had an idea, got in the car, and went to a place that always made him linger in his previous life.

Lao Li was able to become an otaku in his previous life, and this place can be regarded as an inducement.

Where there is a cause, there must be an effect, which is really the way of heaven.

He drove the car to the door of the rental library, which was still bumpy at this time, stopped, got out of the car, and walked into the door.

"Boss, have you had any novels lately?" asked Lao Li as soon as he entered the door.

"Yes, you see, the latest ones are here!" said the old lady who rented the library, wearing glasses, raised her eyelids slightly.

The old lady's expression and demeanor were no different from her previous life, Lao Li sighed.

"Oh, it's all these books!" Lao Li looked at the title of the book and felt that in the past few years, these books had been forgotten.

"Do you have any good books to recommend, fantasy?" asked Lao Li again.

"What Huang Yi's, Mo Ren's, all of them, it's well written!" the old lady said.

Lao Li remembered that the old lady never read these books, and basically read modern novels, and she said that if she wrote well, it did not necessarily mean that she had read them.

Hearing her words, Lao Li smiled, for him with a 30-year-old soul, Huang Yi and Mo Ren's novels can no longer attract his interest, the only thing that can attract is the various beauties in it.

At this time, Lao Li suddenly thought, since he can't plagiarize the books of these famous gods, can he make these better books into TV series and movies?

For example, Huang Yi's "The Great Sword Master" or "Interstellar Prodigal" or something, but the scenes depicted in these two novels are really difficult to film. Suddenly, he patted his forehead, isn't there an aunt and grandmother? can't it be filmed with real people, can't it be made into an animation? And the super level of three-dimensional animation looks similar to the real one, as soon as he thinks of this, Lao Li laughs, and he must go back at night to ask his aunt and grandmother to see if it is feasible.

Lao Li remembered that after the Internet became popular, renting a bookstore slowly disappeared into the long river of time and space, so he picked up a stool next to him and sat down.

"Boss, how many years have you been open in this shop?" Lao Li asked when he saw that some parts of those bookshelves were polished smooth and shiny.

The old lady put the book down and replied, "When I opened it, it was more difficult to get into a good university than to climb to the sky!"

"Oh, you've been open for more than eight years?" Lao Li looked at his surroundings again.

"Yes, after all these years, people are old!" sighed the old lady.

"Boss, now everyone likes to read novels on the computer, and in a few years, as soon as the Internet becomes popular, your business may be greatly affected!"

The old lady sighed: "How can there be anything that does not decay!"

Lao Li saw that she was quite open-minded when she saw the problem, and she thought that she had read more books and understood more truths.

So he said: "But when you don't open it, you can sell these books, and if the books are older, you can also sell them for some money to support the elderly!"

The old lady said: "What kind of money do you sell, it's all novels, it's worthless." No one wants to transfer the façade, and in the end it is waste paper. ”

Lao Li smiled: "It's not worth it now, when you leave it to your grandson to give birth to a grandson, it will probably be worth it!"

The old lady shook her head and sighed: "How can I manage so far, each generation can only manage one generation, I can only take care of my son to raise an adult, the grandson is the son's responsibility, not mine, and I can't see the grandson's grandson!"

Lao Li was a little desolate when he heard her words, remembering his previous life, ten years also passed in a hurry, and in the ten years of his previous life, many things also happened in a hurry, such as the death of relatives, the birth of relatives, the marriage of relatives, and so on. Isn't human society just from generation to generation?

"Yes, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren! However, if you have relatively old books here and are willing to transfer them, I can take over!" Lao Li thought, we read so many books in our previous life, and we have money in this life, so we can also collect them, and it is also a great wealth to leave to future generations.

The old lady shook her head and said, "What old books are there!"

Lao Li seemed to have something to say when he heard her, so he said, "Did you burn a lot of books when you were **?"

"Well, I don't want to talk about it!" said the old lady.

Lao Li didn't force her!

Lao Li suddenly remembered that in the last semester of our previous life, didn't we often borrow books here? At that time, I was already very familiar with the old lady. It's just that I am so far away from time and space, and when I come here again, I feel that the old lady is someone I knew a long time ago.

In the eyes of the old lady, isn't this young man who came every day last semester and took two or three copies?

Thinking of this, Lao Li smiled;

The old lady looked at his face and said, "Young man, you have changed a lot from last semester, have you had a girlfriend?"

In the eyes of the elderly, what can make a young person change a lot is the relationship between men and women.

Lao Li then said: "Yes, my girlfriend is a big beauty, I will have a chance to bring it for you to see in the future!"

The old lady also laughed: "Beautiful boy!"

At this point, Lao Li knew that there was nothing superfluous to say to the old lady, and when he went out, he looked back at the name of the rental bookstore, smiled, and shook his head, how to say that it is also a signboard for more than 20 years, and it disappeared after a few years!

The old lady then stood up, came to the door, saw Lao Li drilling into the car, and suddenly shouted: "Young man, come here, I have a few old books, do you want them?"

Lao Li didn't expect the old lady to call out to him, and for this reason, he turned around and walked to the door again.

At this time, the business of renting a bookstore was relatively light, and there was only one customer in the small house, Lao Li, and the old lady said: "I just listened to your words, in a few years, I am afraid that my store will really be closed, and by then, there will be nothing left for future generations, young man, you wait!"

After speaking, he walked into the inner room, and walked out after a while, holding out a box.

Blowing the ash on the top of the box, he said: "A few old books, I left them when I was **, I wanted to leave them to my son, I see that you have a lot of words today, so I will show you, but you can't take it for nothing!"

Lao Li understood in his heart, his feelings were selling books? Could it be that he just said that he was collecting old books, and she heard that she had feelings?

The box was opened, and Lao Li saw several books stacked on top of each other.

The old lady took out a copy, flipped through it, handed it to Lao Li, and said, "I don't know what year it is, but it should be before liberation, a kung fu book, and I can't understand it." ”

Lao Li flipped through it casually and said with a smile: "A martial arts book, I also had this kind of book at home when I was a child, and I think there were quite a lot of these books in the early years." How do you sell them? How many books do you have?"

The old lady flipped through it again: "More than 20 copies, if you want it, take it for 100 yuan each!"

Lao Li didn't want to be fooled by her like this, so he took out the books inside one by one.

"100 yuan is expensive, right?" Lao Li smiled: "I read that although the years of these books are all before liberation, the years are too big." Well, it's a little more than 100 yuan, you have 21 books here, give you 1000 yuan!, how about it?"

The old lady seemed a little reluctant, and said, "Add more!"

"Okay, 1200 yuan, no more, I'm for the sake of our acquaintances!"

"Okay, take it, take it!" the old lady waved her hand.

Lao Li took out his wallet and said with a smile: "Look, if the books in your store are really left to your grandson's grandson, one will appreciate a lot at that time, even if the store can't be opened in the future, it's not bad to keep some classic books to appreciate!"

Holding the box in his arms, Lao Li got into the car and threw it on the passenger seat.

Parking the car downstairs in the dormitory, Lao Li opened the window to breathe, lowered the seat, half lying down and half leaning, then opened the book box, picked up a book casually, and flipped through it.

"Hehe, what kind of boxing method is this? A few years later, there are so many on the Internet. But if you really follow the study, it's still easy to keep fit!" "Seeing the action pictures of the characters drawn on some pages, Lao Li remembered some so-called martial arts books such as "Yijin Jing" that circulated on the Internet in his previous life, and the movements were very detailed, follow it, persevere, and it is possible for you to live a long life, but there are a few ordinary people who have this perseverance.

This is the so-called truth is all put out there, and few people are willing to extract it.

He then threw the book in the back seat and took another copy out of the box;

"A feng shui book! Hehe, when I am free in the future, I can learn the idea of the unity of nature and man, and I don't have so much time to master it! Unless my aunt and grandmother are willing to spend energy to burn it for me!" Lao Li said to himself: "However, this kind of book is very collectible, a book with a bit of mysticism!"

"It's another one, a qigong book, hehe, it seems that everyone stopped being obsessed with this when the reform and opening up began!" casually put it in the back seat.

"Poetry collection, it's not interesting!" casually put it in the back.

"Buddhist scriptures, well, reading books is relatively old, but the content is estimated to have been circulated in the world for a long time, and it can be collected!"

"It's another martial arts book, hehe, it's about acupoints! When you're free in the future, you can see what's different from the one on the Internet!" Lao Li put it in the back seat again.

....

Most of them are martial arts, feng shui and other books, maybe the old lady still wanted to leave it to her son and let him learn, but after so many years, I want to come to martial arts in the real society to strengthen the body, and 30 years of practice is not enough for a peanut.

Put the book away, put it back in the box, and put it in the storage compartment in the car.

Lao Li took out a cigarette with nothing to do, took off his shoes, put his feet on the front desk of the car, and smoked a cigarette half-lying down, passing the time.

"Whew"!

Spit smoke rings!

One, two, three...