When an old man in his fifties rode a tricycle past a pair of dusty young people, he said when he was still four or five meters away from them: "Would you like to buy some oranges?" ”。

If it were you, how would you react, the man next to him still walked forward with his chest held high, as if he had never heard it, as far as I know about him, he has always had this attitude towards things that he is not interested in.

I asked him, "Don't you really want to buy a little?" You can eat it while carrying it. ”

"Really, then buy some." He agreed with me and turned his head sideways, but the old man didn't even look at it.

Although the tricycle is not electric, and the old people are not as strong as the young people like them, they did come down from the bridge in front of which the slope was not very steep, and this one hesitated, it was already five or six meters behind them, and there was a section of greenery across the sidewalk and bicycle path.

I shouted over there, "Uncle, do you sell oranges?" ”

The old man probably didn't hear it, and he walked farther and farther, but I still felt that he was an old man who rode a not light car to sell oranges in a place where there were basically no people, even if a large cart sold them all, it was not worth any money, and it was a little pitiful.

After a few steps, the hexagonal patterned floor tiles under my feet were cracked in many places, and I was still a little shaky when I walked on them.

I didn't expect that a sign of 'Fisherman's Lights' suddenly appeared in front of me: "You see that is not the place you just mentioned, I thought I would have to walk for a while."

"It's supposed to be a few hundred meters away." He looked very calm.

As soon as I walked over, I saw him look at the map several times. Of course he won't know and come out with him. Play. A few times, I was ready to walk several kilometers each time.

There are no tall buildings around, standing at the intersection in front of the fisherman's lights and looking around, there are a few light clouds floating in the sky for thousands of miles, and the light that falls will be the whole area. White. Bright. unfolded before my eyes.

I was a little overwhelmed by the magnificence of that kind of vision, and perhaps it was because I was in such a place for a long time that my eyes saw the world much more clearly than before.

Zhu Jia next to me said to me: "The one with the highest rating in this piece is still inside, let's go directly." ”

I didn't understand: "Why do you have to leave, didn't you say that you ate at the fisherman's house?" ”

"Xiao Jin, look up and take a good look, is there anyone here?" The way he spoke to me, his attitude, was the same as the way that his annoying colleague looked at me.

Of course I saw that there were no lights on, and I didn't see anyone inside, but I wanted to ask what was wrong, if I didn't think you were a good person, maybe I would have taken a taxi at the intersection before.

He probably also saw that I was not in a very good mood at this time, and then said to me with a good attitude: "The one I just saw on the Internet has a rating close to a full score, and the people who eat it are the most here, and the comments all say that the food is delicious." ”

"Isn't it brushed up?" I asked.

"Probably not." I saw that he was quite sincere at this time, as if I had always had an impression of him.

The two of us happened to be walking under the viaduct at this time, and a middle-aged woman set up a three-meter-long stall on the left side of the road, I originally thought, if you sell fruits, I will buy some first, but it turns out that most of them are greens, green onions, ginger, garlic and the like, and a snake. There were several bundles of crabs on the leather bag.

It is presented at a thirty-degree angle to the inside, and two paths are divided on both sides.

There is a small vegetable garden in front of many low houses on this path on the left, especially the feeling of a rural pastoral, I don't want to go to the right, there is a car driving over there now, and the cement on the ground is brought up a piece of dust, which looks quite good. Dry., hard. Target.

"Go left." I said.

"The one on the right is near." He should also have seen that there was a fork in the road more than 100 meters ahead.

He still needs me to pull him before he is willing to come, such a big boy, if I am younger and older, is there a kind of mother pulling her son, I want to laugh a little.

He still looks at me like a gentleman, a good man, the kind that can be used as a work of art at home.

I don't know if it's because of this season, several restaurants on this street are closed, in fact, I have to say that I have to go to the one he talked about to eat, not necessarily.

But everyone is a person of taste, and the only one on the corner of the street that you can see from the outside is small and dark, if it was a little better, maybe I would have gone in.

He also looked sideways, and in the small vegetable garden surrounded by wooden poles in front of it, three rows of greens grew in the fluffy soil.