Chapter 3: Treasure
In an instant, Wei Yan's voice raised several decibels: "Are you causing trouble outside?" Can't you learn better? When will you stop us from worrying about it? Well-off, you're not too young, can you learn some serious things? ”
Yang Kang really couldn't stand Wei Yan's verbosity, and hurriedly said, "I didn't fight with anyone. ”
"So what are you doing when you come back at this point?" Wei Yan asked loudly.
"I quit my job and don't do it!" Yang Kang said, and was about to walk inside.
Wei Yan was about to ask something, but at this time, her mobile phone rang, and she immediately took out her mobile phone and answered the phone, and then laughed and said, "Mrs. Qiu!" I'm coming, right away! ”
Saying that, she hung up the phone in a hurry, then watched Yang Kang walk inside, and shouted: "I have something to go out now, and I'm asking you at night, hum!" By the way, since you have resigned, you have nothing to do, go to the kitchen and wash the dishes and chopsticks, you have to do something for nothing in my house. With that, she didn't wait for Yang Kang to reply, and rushed out of the door.
Yang Kang watched her go out of the door, and then walked towards the storage room, at first Wei Yan said that he was kind enough to accommodate him to live in their house - in fact, let him live in this storage room that was half on the ground and half underground, with no windows, only a small door.
Using an old wooden board that someone had demolished, a bed less than a meter wide was made, and on the opposite side was a messy pile of miscellaneous items, stuffed to the brim. When Yang Kang went in, he had to carefully turn sideways to be able to squeeze in, fortunately he was not fat, otherwise, he really doubted that he could squeeze in.
Putting his simple things under the bed, Yang Kang remembered what Wei Yan said when he left, and sighed, anyway, although Jiang Yan took advantage of the fire to rob and bought their family's antique shop at a very low price, but, as Wei Yan said, their family still sheltered him for two years, so that he could have a place to live in this Jinling City.
So, Yang Kang got up and walked out of the storage room and walked towards the kitchen, where the sink was messily soaked with plates, bowls and chopsticks.
Waiting for him to wash and clean up the pots and bowls, but there was an indecent cry from his stomach, Yang Kang remembered that because of the incident with the Xuande blue and white porcelain bowl, he hadn't eaten lunch today. I was about to find something to eat in the kitchen when I heard the sound of high heels from upstairs.
Immediately, he saw Jiang Yan's daughter, Jiang Xiaoyue, who was only two months younger than him, walking downstairs.
"Hey, Yang Kang, what are you doing sneakily in the kitchen, you want to steal food?" Jiang Xiaoyue walked into the kitchen and saw Yang Kang, and couldn't help but sneer sarcastically, "I don't know, why my dad is so kind to take you into the house like this alone to be an eyesore." ”
Yang Kang looked at Jiang Xiaoyue, turned around and walked towards the storage room.
"Stop!" Jiang Xiaoyue saw that Yang Kang didn't care about herself, and immediately shouted, "You say, what are you doing sneakily in the kitchen?" ”
Yang Kang really didn't bother to pay attention to her, so he immediately walked into the storage room, and then slammed the door hard.
"This is my door!" Jiang Xiaoyue touched such a nail, her heart was extremely unhappy, and she said angrily, "What do you think you are, do you pay for it?" As she spoke, she kicked the door open with a strong kick, and then, she couldn't help but cover her nose, took two steps back, and scolded, "It stinks, Yang Kang, you come out, what did you do, why did you make my house stink?" ”
Yang Kang clenched his fists vigorously and suppressed the anger in his heart, in this weather, there is no window in the storage room to open the window for ventilation, plus a pile of sundries piled up inside, dust and the smell of mildew emitted by some unknown objects, can it not stink? God knows, he's had some cleanliness since he was a child......
Jiang Xiaoyue scolded a few more words, and seeing that Yang Kang didn't care, she immediately turned around angrily and cursed, "You'd better die inside." With that, he turned around and went to the kitchen to get ice cream, and then went upstairs.
It didn't take long for Yang Kang to hear the deafening rock music coming from upstairs, he couldn't help but cover his ears, he hated the sound of this percussion instrument the most, to his ears, this kind of rock music, there is no beauty at all, it is simply noise.
Busy closing the door of the storage room, digging out an old earplug and stuffing it in his ear to avoid the harassment of noise, Yang Kang began to write his resume seriously, not to work at Wang Ji Pawnshop, he always has to find a job and continue to maintain it. If the salary can be slightly higher, he can rent a house and move out, and he doesn't have to live here, and he is angry with Jiang Yan's family.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Kang was ready to go out for a walk, he had to go to the supermarket to buy some instant noodles, mustard and other things, he couldn't starve to death.
Coming out of the supermarket, he turned around and went to the thrift market, ready to see if there was a small old electric fan that no one wanted, and buy one cheaper.
Entering July, this day is getting hotter and hotter day by day, his original old electric fan, a few days ago, finally overwhelmed, announced the end of life, he urgently needs to buy a new one, otherwise, this hot summer will heat him to death.
Spent 20 yuan to buy a very small electric fan, and the owner of the goods sold it with a snakeskin bag for him to take away, and when he left, Yang Kang passed by a stall selling used books.
When I glanced over, I happened to see a few shabby story books, as well as pirated copies of popular fiction books. Yang Kang has liked to read since he was a child, and when he saw it at this time, he stopped, squatted on the ground and picked and chosen, ready to pick a few books to go back and read.
I picked two story books, two pirated novels, and my eyes fell on a pile of old books on the side, and under a red cover book, there seemed to be a few comics.
Yang Kang immediately reached out and touched it, but when his hand touched the red book cover, there was a mist on the book.
"Strange!" Yang Kang secretly wondered in his heart, could it be dust, think about it, it's too hot this day, it hasn't rained for several days, there are people coming and going on the road, and there is enough dust.
He didn't care, he casually put the book aside, and reached for the comics pressed under it. However, out of curiosity, he still glanced at the book with the red cover, and when he saw it, Yang Kang suddenly had a wry smile. On the cover of that book, there are several English words written on it, which translates to - a quotation from so-and-so.
This book should have a history of several decades, he studied history, and naturally also knew modern Chinese history, driven by curiosity, he reached out again to touch the "Quotations", but when his fingers touched the book, the fog he saw just now appeared again, wrapped around the book.
This situation is really weird, and this time, Yang Kang can guarantee that this is definitely not dust.
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