In Su Jingxian's eyes, Jane Lianshi is a British man with a story.

In order to spread the educational philosophy, he taught in India and Hong Kong, and finally chose to live in Hong Kong for a long time. In his own words, he blamed Hong Kong for its beauty that he never wanted to go anywhere else.

However, Su Jingxian knows that the reason why Jian Lianshi chose to settle in Hong Kong is not only the charming scenery, but also a greater part of the reason is that he shares the feelings of suffering with this land that belongs to China.

Otherwise, how could a professor of British law teaching in Hong Kong receive the OBE Military Medal issued by the British court?

It's just that Jian Lianshi never mentioned that history, and Su Jingxian didn't deliberately ask, he and Jian Lianshi are not friends now, at most because the sport of table tennis has intersected, maybe one day Jian Lianshi really regards Su Jingxian as his Chinese friend, he will take the initiative to talk about what happened to him.

In fact, sometimes Su Jingxian is very glad that he was reborn in this era and was able to meet someone as interesting as Jian Lianshi...... Well, if it weren't for the fact that he occasionally gets old and unserious.

Thinking of the scene when Jian Lianshi had an ambiguous smile on his face in the table tennis room and forced himself to the white towel that still had the residual fat powder scent, Su Jingxian felt that the other party's tall image collapsed in his heart.

It was already evening when he returned to Tsim Sha Tsui, and Su Jingxian did not go home or go to the police station, but walked to his own rice shop.

Standing outside the Xinglong rice shop, Su Jingxian saw that the lights were still on in the rice shop, and he knew that the business of the rice shop was really good recently, because at this time in the past, his father Su Shoucai had already closed his house and went home to accompany his mother and younger brother.

Walking into the rice shop, the first thing that catches your eye is a wooden sign that did not exist before, which is half a person high, inserted in the middle of a stack of rice pockets, and written with a brush: pearl rice is one yuan and ten catties.

Just looking at the juanxiu font, Su Jingxian recognized that it was written by his mother Zheng Liru.

Bypassing the rice bag, Su Jingxian looked at the man at the counter: "Old Bean, don't you go home for dinner at night?" ”

Su Shoucai, who was sitting at the counter, was staring at the account book reconciliation, and after hearing Su Jingxian's voice, he raised his head, and a smile appeared: "Xianzai? What are you doing here? ”

"I came to my own rice shop to see my old Douzhong, I want to say hello in advance?" Su Jingxian turned his head to look around, and when he saw that his younger brother Su Jingliang was not there, he said, "Did Ah Liang run home to be lazy again?" ”

Hearing Su Jingxian say that he came to the rice shop to see himself, Su Shoucai's smile was even worse, and when he saw him ask about his brother, he explained aloud: "There are no shops to order and pick up goods at night, just some retail investors come to buy rice, and they don't need him to run errands, so I let him go back first." ”

In the 50s, Tsim Sha Tsui was still a shanty town, and most of the poor could only do some daily hard work to make ends meet. These people rarely buy rice at one time to buy hundreds of catties at home, because they can't afford it at all, they usually buy a few catties and ten catties, and after eating, they just save enough money to buy rice next time, and then continue to come to the rice shop. There is a poor business of the rice shop closes late, in the middle of the night will meet hungry people who walk on the wall to buy rice, after buying quickly go home to the pot, this kind of people are called retail by the rice shop.

"It's time to call it a day, where is it more important to wait for a few retail households to come to the door, the family is waiting for you!" As Su Jingxian spoke, he took off his suit and put it on the counter, turned around and moved the rice bag placed outside the store to the store.

Seeing this, his father Su Shoucai hurriedly walked out of the counter and said repeatedly: "I'm coming!" I got it! Be careful not to hurt your waist. ”

Su Jingxian tied the rice pocket tightly with a rope, and then carried it on his shoulder and walked inside: "Lao Dou, I am nineteen years old, and you are three years old?" ”

Su Shoucai couldn't resist him, so he had to ask him to help collect the stall.

The father and son worked together to move the rice bag placed at the door of the store into the store, Su Jingxian clapped his hands, put on his suit again, and beckoned his father Su Shoucai to go home together.

Su Shoucai picked up the account book on the counter and stuffed it into his arms, and said with a smile: "There are a few counts that are not clear, take the account book back and let your grandma see it, let's go." ”

Closing the door of the store, the father and son walked home side by side, and when Su Shoucai passed by a pork stall, he stopped and said to the owner of the meat stall: "Ah Qiang, come here for a pound of pork." ”

"Brother Cai, close the shop so early today?" The owner of the butcher stall raised his head, saw Su Jingxian standing aside, and suddenly realized, "Xianzai, it turns out that you are here, no wonder your old bean closed the door early." ”

Su Jingxian smiled at the owner of the meat stall: "Uncle Qiang, business is booming." ”

It didn't take much effort, but the owner of the butcher stall cut the meat, took off two pig's trotters from the meat rack, tied the meat and pig's trotters with a palm rope, and handed it directly to Su Shoucai: "Brother Cai, it's rare for Xianzi to come over today, this thing is my heart." ”

"Ah Qiang, what do you mean?" Su Shoucai took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the owner of the butcher stall, "Everyone is the same neighborhood, how can I take advantage of you." ”

The owner of the butcher stall saw Su Shoucai handing over the money, so he simply put his hand behind his back: "Brother Cai, it's right that I take advantage of your Xianzai, since Xianzai made plainclothes, I pay less than 20 yuan a month to the bad guy, what is a few catties of meat!" ”

Hearing the meat stall owner praise his son, Su Shoucai straightened his waist and showed a proud look on his face: "If he calls you Uncle Qiang, of course he won't let his subordinates come to collect your money!" ”

The owner of the meat stall smiled: "Then you will take the money back, and you need to make money for your nephew?" ”

"Good!" Su Shoucai let out a hearty laugh and said to Su Jingxian, "Xianzai, thank you Uncle Qiang." ”

Su Jingxian stood aside and said thank you to the meat stall owner, and his father, Su Shoucai, talked with the meat stall owner for a few more words, and then continued to walk home with the meat satisfied.

Su Jingxian, who thought that he could rush home for dinner unimpeded, obviously underestimated his influence in this street and alley.

After walking a few short steps away from the meat stall, another vendor selling aquatic products on the side of the street stopped the father and son: "Boss Su, today's fish is very fresh, take two and go back to Xian Shao and Liang Shao to replenish their bodies!" ”

Su Jingxian also reacted, and saw that his father Su Shoucai had already walked up to the vendor with his head held high and talked, and waved to him frequently. Su Jingxian had no choice but to step forward and squeeze out a smile to listen.

In the short distance from the rice shop to the door of the house, the father and son walked for half an hour, and many vendors on the street actually didn't know Su Jingxian at all, but when they saw that Su Shoucai was not followed by his youngest son Su Jingliang, they could naturally guess Su Jingxian's identity and stepped forward to show their goodwill. When they finally came to the door, Su Shoucai and Su Jingxian's hands were already full of various things, and his father Su Shoucai still had a string of garlic hanging around his neck, which looked quite funny.

Bang bang bang –

Su Jingxian knocked on the wooden door of his house, but instead of using his hands, he hit it with his forehead with a loveless look.

"Isn't Ah Xian back...... ' mother Zheng Liru's voice came from inside the house, when she opened the door and saw the father and son standing outside the door, her smile gradually turned into stunned, "Your two sons (father and son) bought New Year's goods so early?" ”

Su Jingxian didn't speak, stepped into the door, threw the things in his hand directly to the ground, and then rubbed his face fiercely: "I smiled all the way until my face stiffened, I estimate that I have said more thanks today than the previous nineteen years combined!" ”

The younger brother Su Jingliang ran out of the kitchen when he heard the movement, and when he saw Su Jingxian, he just called a big guy, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Su Jingxian: "Don't call me big guy in the future, please call me by my flower name." ”

Su Jingliang saw the eldest brother who was pretending to be serious, and he was amused and curious to cooperate with him: "Okay, didn't you ask this boss whose name is Qi?" Eat with the word on the side? ”

Su Jingxian gave his younger brother a thumbs up, signaling that he was cooperating well, and then said slowly in a deep voice: "Official prefix, clean street tiger!" ”