Song Jingxing was a little flustered at first, but then he settled down.

Because he found that he had no substance at all, just a mass of consciousness.

But he observed everything around him very clearly.

The blue sky, the orange sun, and the white clouds look beautiful, but they give people a sense of unreality.

Suddenly, he felt his vision begin to tilt, and saw old red brick and black tile houses, low flat-roofed houses, and potholed cement roads......

There is a sense of déjà vu of the late 80s, early 90s.

And his vision ended up in an alley.

A group of small children are frolicking and playing.

There are boys and girls.

Their outfit further confirmed Song Jingxing's guess.

Large square pockets, loose and fat pants.

But there are some who wear something more "fashionable".

For example, one of them, a little girl of five or six years old, wore a pair of red bib pants with a blue trim shirt inside, and small round-toed leather shoes on her feet.

It's beautiful, it's trendy, and in another ten or twenty years, some children will wear it like this.

Song Jingxing recognized her, she was the little weird who was "captured" by him tonight.

According to Wu Yushu, most of the strange human shapes are transformed after human death.

So this is her lifetime memory?

Song Jingxing thought to himself.

Then his consciousness fell on her, sharing his vision with her, but he could not interfere with all her actions.

Song Jingxing thought about the exhalation system in his heart, and he dared to still exhale, but the button of "memory" became "exit".

I can still quit.

However, he did get curious about the little girl's past, so he turned off the system to see what happened next.

"Wanwan, let's hopscotch together. At this moment, another child walked by.

It turns out that the little weird is called Wanwan.

"Good. ”

Wanwan said yes crisply, and then jumped up and went to hopscotch with everyone.

"One-two-three, three-two-one, let's hopscotch ...... together"

A few little girls danced and sang at the same time, full of joy.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the distance, "Selling sugar gourds, selling sugar gourds, sweet and delicious sugar gourds......"

"Wow, the sugar gourd seller is here, I'm going to buy sugar gourds. ”

A group of marble-playing, hopscotch-hopping, and rubber band jumping little guys stopped playing, and all ran in the direction of the cries of sugar gourds.

Wanwan also ran behind the crowd on her short legs.

Out of the alley, there was a big road outside, but it was afternoon and there was no one outside.

Only a man with a sugar gourd straw target on his shoulder was shouting in front of him.

"Those who sell sugar gourds, we buy sugar gourds. A child shouted.

The man selling the sugar gourd immediately turned around when he heard the sound.

Although Song Jingxing couldn't control Wanwan's movements, she carefully looked at the person who sold sugar gourds through her perspective.

I saw that he had a white towel tied to his head, his skin was dark, his eyes were cloudy, and he showed a mouthful of yellow teeth when he grinned.

The upper body is a navy blue khaki top, and the lower body is green labor protection pants and black cloth shoes.

In the seventies, this way of wearing it was common in the city.

By the 80s, only rural people wore it this way.

However, because Song Jingxing studied art, observation is his basic skill.

So he could see at a glance that this man was not a good person.

Although there is a smile on his face, it is full of falsehood.

Although his appearance is honest, the cunning in his eyes can't be hidden.

The black and yellow corners of the index and middle fingers of his right hand, coupled with a mouthful of yellow teeth, know that he smokes fiercely.

You must know that in this era, not everyone can smoke cigarettes, let alone a sugar gourd.

He doesn't look like a rich man when he dresses either.

Sugar gourds cost three cents a string, but not everyone can afford them.

But it doesn't matter, a bunch of little ones have a solution.

This one pays five cents, the other one pays a dime, and several people work together to buy a bunch.

More than a dozen children, and finally bought two bunches.

Others who have no money to buy can only watch others eat with envy.

Including Wanwan.

She put her dirty fingers in her mouth and looked at the other children with envy and pity.

I hope that some kind child can let her take a bite.

But there was no one.

Everyone doesn't have enough to eat themselves, how can someone share it with her.

The people who sold the sugar gourds did not leave, but squatted in place and chatted with the group of children.

But in the words, he asked them, intentionally or unintentionally.

Who is in the family?

What do parents do?

Parents are not at home?

......

The children are very simple, they know everything, and even some of them don't ask, they take the initiative to say it.

The seller of sugar gourds also kept saying that he had been to many places and seen a lot of fun, in addition to sugar gourds, there were many delicious and fun things at home.

The envy of a group of children.

Wanwan was a little disappointed to see that there were no children to feed her.

Walking up to the candy gourd seller, he craned his neck timidly and asked, "Are you still coming in the evening?" I'll go home and ask my grandmother for money. ”

"Of course, you should hurry up and go home and ask your grandmother for it. ”

The sugar gourd lowered his head and looked at Wanwan, revealing a look of surprise.

"But do you have any money?" said the candy gourd seller suddenly.

"Of course there is money. ”

Wanwan hadn't spoken yet, and the child next to her had already helped her.

"My mother said that Lin Wanwan's father is a 10,000 yuan household, and his family is rich. ”

"Her dad runs a big hotel. ”

"Her uncle is still a big boss in Hong Kong. ”

......

A group of children gossiped.

The seller of sugar gourds quickly understood Lin Wanwan's family background clearly.

This year, 10,000 yuan households are terrible, not to mention relatives in Hong Kong.

In short, rich, very rich.

Through Lin Wanwan's field of vision, Song Jingxing saw the surprise and greedy gaze of buying sugar hu, and secretly anxious for her.

But the stupid kid didn't notice anything, only thinking about her sugar gourd.

"Wanwan, let's go, let's go play. ”

At this time, there were other children who had no money to buy and greeted Wanwan.

Wanwan heard this, so she reluctantly returned to the alley with them.

"When my grandmother came back, I asked my grandmother for money. ”

On the way back, Wanwan muttered quietly.

"Wanwan, then after you buy it, can you let me eat it. ”

When the children next to him heard this, they were full of envy.

"Okay. ”

Wanwan generously agreed.

"Wanwan, I want it too, I want it too. Immediately, there were other children.

"Okay. Wanwan was a little embarrassed, but nodded anyway.

Then he looked at the children and snapped his little fingers.

"You all have to eat, and I'll have one left." Wanwan said with a sad face.

"Then you can buy two skewers, your dad has money anyway. Some children said.

"That's right. ”

The stupid kid was happy again, happily continuing to hopscotch with everyone.

But they didn't see the sugar gourd seller following them far away.

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