Outside the stadium, on an inconspicuous corner, an old man in somewhat shabby clothes was carrying a black spindle-shaped object with a large middle and small ends pouring something into a long pocket. The old man's hands were rough and cracked, and he only looked at the high slopes of loess that were interlaced with valleys, and his face was bronzed and a little gray. His eyes were a little cloudy.

"Okay, little girl." The old man said to the customer in front of him with two large bags of popcorn, he cracked his mouth and smiled, only the left side still had two yellowed teeth, "Five dollars in total." ”

"Thank you, sir, it's been a long time since I've eaten such authentic popcorn from you." The little girl looked like she was 17 or 18 years old, with a ponytail and a sky-blue tracksuit.

"That is, what is not made now, I don't know what is added to it. Eat the good guys into the bad guys. What the old man said was very interesting, "Little girl, you have to pay attention to your food." ”

"Got it, sir. Give you money. Good bye! The little girl walked away with her shiny black ponytail.

Zhang Tian waited for the girl to go away before appearing, for some reason, he felt that this old man was not ordinary.

"Fresh popcorn, eat it freshly." The old man shouted loudly, and added, "You can't eat it when the chengguan comes, if you want to eat authentic popcorn, hurry up!" ”

"Uncle, help me explode a pack, how can I explode?" Zhang Tian looked at the old man and said.

The old man didn't raise his head, and lowered his head to clean up the firewood on the ground: "Two catties in a small jar, five pieces of rice, three catties in a large tank, and eight pieces of rice." ”

"Then the uncle brought me a small jar." Zhang Tian said, squatting down, his eyes were still on the old man, who had a big special apron hanging on his chest, and there was not much hair on his head, all gray and white hair stubble.

"Oh. A few minutes is fine. The old man skillfully added two sticks of firewood to the small stove, and then sealed a small jar of rice into the big black spindle-shaped thing, and the "spindle" spun evenly with the old man's shaking under the licking of the tongue of fire. Zhang Tian suddenly thought of Lao Huo, who has the ability to control fire, could this old man be?

At this time, the old man finally raised his head and looked at Zhang Tian: "Young man, is there anything trouble?" ”

Zhang Tian clearly saw the light in the old man's eyes flash, and he smiled. The old man was also smiling. For some reason, Zhang Tian felt a sense of intimacy when he saw the old man with popcorn, and he remembered his grandfather, the grandfather who always played chess with him all afternoon and refused to admit defeat.

Zhang Tian opened his mouth and didn't say anything. The old man spoke again: "Young man, people's troubles are always linked to their own abilities. Different people have different worries. In fact, troubles will always pass. ”

Zhang Tian was a little puzzled: "I don't have any worries yet." ”

"Sometimes it's a good thing to be upset, and it's not too easy. Sometimes troubles are challenges and grinding, and after they pass, you grow. Sometimes, troubles make people think about something. ”

"Uncle, do you have any troubles?" Zhang Tian couldn't help but interrupt. He knew that sometimes old people liked to nag, but he was more afraid.

"My annoyance is knowing too many things that I shouldn't know." The old man said as if he was talking to himself, as if he was immersed in his own world, "As long as people have **, troubles will be numerous." Troubles have no roots, and people's hearts are born naturally. ”

When Zhang Tian heard the old man's words, he had some truth.

"Electrobacteria, electrobacteria." Zhang Tian summoned in his heart.

"Noisy me to sleep again, it must be a stranger. No problem. It's okay, don't bother me. The electrobacterium sank into Zhang Tian's mind again.

"Not good! Chengguan is coming! The old man said suddenly.