Dashilar is a relatively narrow commercial street. After walking in, Zhaoqing became more cautious.

He was doubly polite to the salesperson and extra courteous to the other customers.

Liquor, tea, pastries, sweets, pickles from Liubiju, fermented bean curd...... Anything he bought was carefully packed into a rattan basket, and then moved it as carefully as if it were a basket full of eggs, going in and out to avoid pedestrians.

The reason for this is actually because every time he enters the city, although he has to encounter some unpredictable disgrace and humiliation to a greater or lesser extent, this situation is especially frequent in commercial places.

For example, the first time he went to the department store in Wangfujing, he unknowingly climbed to the fourth floor.

Suddenly, someone shouted a rebuke. "Hey, hey, why did you get here?"

Only then did he realize that there was a wooden sign on the fourth floor, "Customers stop".

He quickly turned around and returned to the third floor with a red face, but an unbearable scolding still came from behind him.

"I'm really ignorant! I'm running around! The whole rural old hat!"

Rural old hats?

This really hurts the self-esteem of the peasants!

He didn't expect that the first time he visited the largest store in the capital, he felt humiliation instead of relief.

But the people of Beijing don't care at all, they not only call the rural people "local old hats", but also call them "local old people".

At first, he didn't understand what it meant to be "in a hurry". Until one time he was walking on the street, and saw a few elementary school students, and when he saw the old peasants who were driving a cart coming, they greeted each other, "The old man is coming, the old man is coming." ”

Several children hurriedly hid in the corner of the corner, and suddenly shouted in unison, "Who is my son? Who is my grandson?"

At this time, the old farmer who was driving the car raised his whip and shouted "oh oh" in his mouth, beckoning the cattle to turn.

Hearing these sounds, the children laughed and dispersed as if they had won some big bargain.

The attitude of the people in the city towards the peasants can be known by looking at these children.

In addition, it is not only at the largest store in the country, such as a department store, but also at any place where you can buy something.

In almost all stores, he will often encounter the salesperson chatting at the counter, or the salesperson going back and forth counting stacks of bills and bills.

In both cases, the people in the city are better, and the salesperson may be able to handle it. But if he's a person in such a pretend, you can't pay attention to any shouting. If anyone dares to urge, they will have to be scolded, and even the eight generations of their ancestors will have to be unlucky.

Eating is pretty much the same. In almost all the restaurants, it was harder for him to ask for something than to climb to the sky. You can't even ask for a bowl of water.

As long as he dared to speak, most of the waiters would give him a hard lesson, and even the words were similar.

"This is a restaurant that doesn't sell water, so when you're thirsty, you're looking for a water pipe. Or you just spend money on soda. Don't be fine, don't mess around, why don't you think we're busy?"

It's really the whole thing back, isn't it still spending money? The seller is the grandfather, and the buyer is the grandson. This is the capital, this is the capital!

Gradually, after a long time, he had more experience of being treated coldly and neglected, and he found a universal relevant law.

That is a person in the capital who is forty years old and above, who is very generous and patient in dealing with people. And people below the age of forty, the younger they are, the more temperamental, more varied, and more ignorant.

On the other hand, like the two brothers who bought his eggs in the West Courtyard of Guanyin Academy, they spoke kindly, gave him generous money, and entertained him with tea, which was really an outlier among the young people in the capital, and there were very few.

Therefore, he only loves to deal with the elderly now, and he does not dare to expect to meet such good-tempered young people as Hong and Chen again, and he has already learned to respect people under the age of forty in the capital.

To be honest, he does love the capital. Love the quaintness, squareness, humor, history and heritage of this city.

My father was right, the architecture and cultural heritage of the capital were really fascinating, and his heart was fluttering.

But I have to say that he really doesn't love the people in the capital very much.

According to my father, the people of Beijing should be modest, introverted, enthusiastic, tolerant, and generous. But this point, except for the old man, other people, he rarely found.

But what is going on here? Why do people in Beijing take the age of 40 as the boundary and show two different attitudes towards others?

Where did these middle-aged and young people come from with arrogance and a blind sense of superiority?

He still remembers hearing his father say that most of the people living in Nancheng are poor people and craftsmen who fled from all over the country or came to Beijing to beg for a living.

To put it bluntly, most of the parents of these young and middle-aged people are rural people from all over the country.

Not to mention the staff who were transferred to the capital from other places after the founding of the People's Republic of China, as well as the troops and their families stationed in the capital.

But how is it that only one generation, without exception, soldiers, cadres, and ordinary people, these children who only became people in the capital before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, have all changed their taste? Is it just a simple forgetting of their roots?

It's really ironic to say that these people now regard themselves as pure people from the capital and come to teach him to understand the rules of the capital.

A capital like this is not as humane as the countryside. Their Longkou Village is poor, but the educated youth who come to the capital are extremely good.

Not only were they willing to help those people in the capital repair houses and sweep the land for resettlement, but they were not harsh on them in terms of labor. They are also tolerant of their homesickness and stealing chickens and dogs.

On the contrary, the brigade sent some melons, fruits, vegetables, sweet potatoes, and rice to help them from time to time. Let those educated youths in the capital not even pick out a word, and they can't pick it out.

Seriously, he has a special affection for his small village, mainly because of the kind of lenient human touch in the village. From this point of view, he felt that the people of Longkou Village were more like the people of the capital than the people of the capital.

Although the people in the village are not literate and have never seen much of the world, except for their wives and children, they have no pursuits, but they are all good people and can warm people's hearts with their true feelings.

But the strange thing is that although the educated youth in the capital also like the people of Longkou Village, they still yearn to return to the city.

His own father is the same, he learned about the resumption of the college entrance examination from the educated youth, and he has to sign up for the university entrance examination this year. claimed that if his son lived in Longkou Village for the rest of his life and couldn't return to the capital, he would definitely not be able to stand it.

This made him really not understand, what is worth staying in a capital like this?

Is it just for the so-called "future", for a paper Beijing hukou and a decent job?

In fact, who can compare to his ancestors in terms of meritorious deeds? But aren't these people now sleeping in such a remote mountain?

Life is just a hundred years in a hurry, fleeting, isn't it good to guard your family, why bother?

Besides, what can he do if he really earns his way to the capital?

The place in the capital is too small. It is not uncommon for families of several people to huddle into a hut that is not as big as a pigsty, and it is almost like living in a jar of crickets.

is eating public food and holding an iron rice bowl, and becoming a section chief, that is not a blessing but a crime.

Of course, because of filial piety, he can't disobey his father's orders, and he will soon go to the county to take the college entrance examination on July 20.

It's just that his real thoughts are actually very "unproductive".

If he can't pass the exam, he really does, and he won't stay in the capital after studying, he wants to return to the village......

Just when I thought of this, I happened to pass by the gate of "Lixin Silk Shop" (named in the movement, that is, the time-honored brand "Ruifuxiang").

In an instant, Zhaoqing finally saw the fresh goods that made his eyes shining, his heart itching, his fists tight, and he had been looking for them—those scarves that were so thin and transparent, soft and light, or red or green, and shining with gold and silver threads.

This kind of thing can be completely grasped in the palm of the hand, commonly known as "grasping". It is what the big girls and little daughters-in-law in the village yearn for the most.

Whoever wants such a strip is tied around his neck all day long, comparing to see whose pretty and whose beauty.

Looking at the scarf, Zhaoqing couldn't help but smile with relief. Because of a beautiful shadow in his heart that made the young men in the village and even the educated youth in the capital unable to sleep.

That's the daughter of the current brigade secretary, An Xiaoqin.

She is his childhood sweetheart's playmate, the only girl in the village who has gone to junior high school, and a good girl who appreciates and understands him from the bottom of her heart.

Although he is weak and often sleepy. It has always been regarded as a waste egg and a sleepy insect by the villagers. A lazy person who can't do anything. But she never looked down on him because of this.

On the contrary, I admire his knowledge and admire his painting skills. Tell the people in the village that they don't know the goods, and believe that it's a good thing that he is different. I also saved my own money to buy him paper, pens, and paints.

When they got close, the people in the village naturally gossiped a lot, and he was afraid that he would hinder Xiaoqin's reputation, so he deliberately kept his distance. But Xiaoqin didn't care about it, and still came to him all the time. still affectionately called him "Brother Zhaoqing".

It is said that the secretary of the brigade also beat Xiaoqin for this matter. It's just that no matter how he asked, Xiaoqin still refused to tell him.

He can't help but love a girl like this, how can he have someone else in his heart?

So a year ago, on that bright summer night, they got better.

He hugged her and kissed her.

She also blushed and said that he would not marry in this life.

It is probably for this reason that in order to get together a large dowry, he can courtship decently and marry Xiaoqin. He must have come up with the idea of reselling eggs.

And from that day on, whenever he went into the city to sell eggs. Xiaoqin would wait for him on the road at the entrance of the village, even if it was dark.

He has never been able to repay this deep affection. But fortunately, now that he has money in his hands, he has finally found a gift worthy of Xiaoqin.

Of course, Xiaoqin would not talk to him, but he could feel Xiaoqin's envy in the eyes of others that she longed for this kind of thing.

And now, he is going to buy two of the most beautiful ones to take back and give them to the most beautiful and dearest girl in his heart......

(End of chapter)