"Smack~"

The sound of things shattering.

Carambola Creek hurriedly retreated.

"Are you okay?" Xia Zecheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the star fruit stream and looked at her carefully.

"I'm fine. Carambola Creek shook her head and looked up at the person who had been hit.

The person who was hit was an old man in a patched tunic and a pair of glasses with only one lens.

At this moment, a burden fell at the old man's feet, and the skin of the burden was half open, scattering half a bag of yellowed pages, and under the pages, there was still a plate faintly, which had been torn apart.

"I'm sorry. Carambola Creek was startled and reached out to help the old man.

"It's okay, it's okay. The old man waved his hand and slowly squatted down to pick up something.

Carambola Creek followed and squatted down to help clean up.

The moment my hand touched the pages, a faint coolness rushed into my fingertips.

The starry sky map on the 33rd floor shook for a moment.

Carambola Creek was slightly stunned and looked at the pages seriously.

The old man had already wrapped up his things, got up and entered the Datong bookstore.

"What's wrong?" Xia Zecheng noticed Carambola's gaze and followed the old man, but his focus was on the old man himself.

"I want to buy those books. Carambola Creek said bluntly.

Something that has an impact on the starry sky on the 33rd floor is definitely a good thing.

Even if you use it once and it becomes waste paper, it is worth having.

"Then ask. Xia Zecheng put the car keys back in his pocket.

"Lao Hua, how many times have I told you, we don't accept these broken books of yours. In the bookstore, the pigtailed girl helped the old man out a little unhappily, "Our boss is not here today, you can go back quickly." ”

"Xiaoqin, these books of mine are really good things, they are all ancient books, if it weren't for my wife's rush to use the money, I wouldn't have taken it out, we are neighbors, you help me, help me report, your boss will definitely accept it when he sees it." The old man held the burden and said anxiously.

"We are a bookstore, not a collection of rags. The double-braided girl made a straight face, and when she got to the door, she looked up and saw Carambola Xi and Xia Zecheng, her face changed, her lips moved, and she turned around and ran back.

"Mine is really not a piece of. The old man hugged the burden sadly, "It's all handed down from the ancestors." ”

"Uncle. Carambola Xi looked at the old man and thought of his father-in-law.

Taigong is also a book-loving person, and he used to tell them a lot about the books left by his ancestors.

For a while, she had a sense of closeness to this old man.

"Huh?" The old man was in a hurry, heard someone shouting, looked up, saw that it was Carambola, his eyes dimmed again, waved his hand and said, "Little girl, I'm fine, you didn't hit me, the things in my bag were also broken before, you don't have to pay for it." ”

"Uncle, I want to ask, how do you sell these books?"

encountered difficulties in a desperate situation, but she still had a tolerant heart, more like her father-in-law.

"Huh, you want to buy it?" the old man was stunned.

"yes. Carambola Xi nodded, "I just took a look, it's all ancient, I have an old lady in my family, he loves these the most, but it's a pity that there was a fire at home during the New Year, burning a lot of his treasures, it's rare to meet today, I want to buy some for him." ”

"Really?" the old man's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true. Carambola Xi smiled and pointed at Xia Xuecheng, "Look, my brother is a soldier, we are not liars." ”

"Bhoo, I believe it. ”

The old man glanced at Xia Zecheng a little crampedly, put the burden on the front of the car and opened it, and carefully took out the pages inside.

"There are two copies here, both of which have been handed down by the ancestors, but those ten years, not well preserved, a few pages are sticky, I didn't dare to uncover, afraid of breaking it, the old shopkeeper of Jugu Zhai looked at these places at that time to reduce the price to ten yuan, I was not reluctant, and then I went again, he didn't accept it, alas, a few days ago I heard that the owner of this Datong bookstore is a knowledgeable person, so I thought about trying it, how do I know that I didn't find anyone after five or six trips. ”

The old man probably regarded Carambola Creek as the last straw, and talked about his story of selling books.

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