"Change the eggs!" shouted a hoarse voice at the head of the village.

I rushed out of the house and ran to the sidelines to see what was going on. I saw an old man naked, carrying a burden and two bamboo baskets on both sides. He was followed by a few children in the village, who would run to the front of the old man and then back to the old man.

"Change the charcoal!" shouted the child around the old man.

The old man's front teeth had retired, so he was a little leaky when he spoke, and he called the "egg" into "charcoal", and the children grabbed the handle and used this to play an old man at that time.

I soon joined in, but it was a novelty to suddenly come to such an old man. Some children deliberately pulled the old man's bamboo basket to make the old man fall backwards.

The old man was worried that his eggs would be stolen by the child, so he put down the bamboo basket and began to chase and beat the child. The old man's face was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

"A bunch of bad suns!" the old man scolded, picking up the bamboo basket and leaving.

The old man's staggering back slowly faded away, his skin was red from the sun, and he shouted as he walked, "Change the eggs!"

The children play for a while and then disperse in groups, and after a while, the naughty addiction of childhood is satisfied.

There are also adults who like to joke with the old man, deliberately pulling the old man's bamboo basket rope in the back.

"I'll take all your eggs!" a group of people gathered around to watch the excitement.

The old man smiled helplessly, looking very happy. Although he wanders around, he is not stupid. He understood that it was just a joke on him.

He simply put down his burden, stood in the crowd, and joked with everyone.

"Take it away, take it away! I'm a person, and I can't die of poverty. The old man said with a smile.

From the old man's smile, you can see a little sadness and loss.

"Old man, how much money can you make in a day?" someone asked curiously.

The old man looked into the distance in embarrassment, smiled a little, and replied, "How much money can you make!" ”

When people's mentality of watching the excitement gradually fades, they no longer care about an old man who is not very familiar. The old man quietly left the crowd and left with heavy steps.

One day I was having dinner at my grandfather's house when I heard someone shouting outside the door, "Change the eggs!"

I happily put down my chopsticks and said to my grandparents, "Grandpa, grandma, it's Ugly Shoppe!" (Ugly Guy is said to be his name)

Grandpa didn't speak, but Grandma smiled and said to us, "It's a poor man, he can't eat enough, he can't dress warmly." ”

Grandpa said to grandma, "You put a bowl of our rice, and I'll serve a bowl to the ugly shop." It's noon now, and I'm definitely hungry. ”

When I heard that my grandfather was going to serve food to this dirty old man, my ignorant heart was somewhat resistant.

"Grandpa, why did you bring him food!" I grumbled.

Grandpa smiled and said to me, "That man is not like a thief. It's a poor man, let's give him some food, it's also a virtue, you know?"

I basically understood my grandfather's intentions, so I followed him to deliver food to the ugly shop.

Grandpa walked outside the door and shouted, "Old man, old man!"

The old man in the distance looked back and was stunned, he didn't know who his grandfather was calling.

"Come, come and eat our rice!" Grandpa continued.

The old man walked slowly with his burden, and he smiled and said to his grandfather: "There are still many good people in the world, I will eat what you eat!"

I saw the old man's gratitude at that moment, and instantly understood my grandfather's kindness.

Watching the old man gobble up a big bowl of rice, I said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, let me bring him a bowl of water! ”

Grandpa smiled, touched my head, and said to me, "Go!"

I took anxious steps, staggered step by step, and handed a bowl of water to the old man. The old man didn't say anything thankful, but took the water and drank it.

Everything is in the water.

Since then, when I saw the old man again, I didn't join the troupe.

Once, my younger brother wanted to play with the old man, but I grabbed him. I remember my grandparents' words vividly: he was a poor man.

I told my brother seriously: "He is a poor man, let's not bully poor people." ”

The memory of the ugly shop lasted for so many years, and in those years, he appeared frequently in our field of vision, as if he had become accustomed to his presence.

It was precisely because he was accustomed to his presence that he ignored when he slowly retired.

One year, I suddenly asked my grandfather.

"Grandpa, why is that ugly shop gone?"

Grandpa said, "That man is old now, and I guess he can't walk now." ”

I was suddenly a little lost, and the image of him that I had been teasing me resurfaced.

A few years later, I once asked my mother if the old ugly guy was still alive, and she told me that he had been dead for years.

The reason why I asked that stubborn old man several times was because he lived with dignity and he was truly alive.

It was only when I heard that he was dead that I became interested in his past. It is said that he had several brothers in his family, but because the family had been poor, he was unable to marry a daughter-in-law.

I didn't know what I was doing when I was young, and after I entered old age, I always made a living by changing eggs.

The life of an ugly shop is ordinary, and the ordinary ones do not have any improvement, only fall step by step. But his life is very inspirational, and he writes a bumpy life road with his unremitting fighting spirit.

For a bystander who is ugly in life, you can't tell how good he is, but you can never say that he does bad things. He is not a heinous Jiangyang thief, nor is he a rat who steals chickens and dogs, he is still an iron-clad man.

Judging by his name, ugliness was the characteristic of his life. But I just heard the word "ugly" in his name, and all I could see was a self-reliant, somewhat kind old man.

Ugly, a symbolic figure. His appearance, I don't know how many people have inspired, no matter how cruel life is to you, no matter how bad the situation is, don't give up, because, there is still a person called "ugly shopping" on the road.

Barefoot, a pair of tattered trousers, shirtless, carrying a load of goods traded and tattered by people. Bald, with a stubble face, eyes that don't look quite right, no front teeth, and a somewhat abstract look.

is such a person, wandering in the depths of memory, wandering in the head and end of the village, wandering in laughter, and wandering in the wilderness.

He is trying to live and strive to live with some dignity.

Although he was also lonely, he was used to loneliness, and there were things more terrible than loneliness, and he experienced them all.

It's important to be alive, to be truly alive.