On the weekend, Xia Xiaoqin still didn't go to the military region.

When she called the military region, she replied that Xie Chuan was not there.

Xia Xiaoqin hung up the phone in frustration.

Shen Shu saw that she was in a bad mood, so he said, "If you're okay, go to Xiao Jun to see if there's anyone to help." ”

"Uh-huh."

Xia Xiaoqin got on her bicycle and rode in the direction of the recycling center.

When Xia Xiaoqin arrived, only Deng Gang was there, Tan Jun went to the paper factory to talk about cooperation, and Sun Xiu was collecting waste outside.

"Uncle Deng, what can I do?" Xia Xiaoqin asked.

Deng Gang stretched out his hand and pointed to the No. 3 warehouse: "That's the waste paper just collected yesterday, you can sort them." ”

"Okay." Xia Xiaoqin moved a horse into the No. 3 warehouse.

Some of the waste paper in the No. 3 warehouse was bundled together, some were scattered, some were cardboard shells, and some were used up by the school.

Xia Xiaoqin classifies waste paper according to what Deng Gang said, which is quite a simple job, Xia Xiaoqin occasionally turns a few pages out of the waste paper to see the content, and it is not boring at all.

"Anyone?"

There was a sound of inquiry at the door, Xia Xiaoqin turned her head to look over, and found an uncle with squinting eyes standing at the door.

Deng Gang was very familiar with him, and stood up to greet him: "Brother Li, are you here?" ”

"Yes, here we are."

Lao Li replied, picked up the fertilizer bag at his feet, and walked into the yard with squinted eyes.

Xia Xiaoqin hurriedly helped and took the fertilizer bag in Lao Li's hand.

Lao Li squinted at Xia Xiaoqin, and looked at it for a while before saying, "This is not Sun Xiu." ”

"This is the boss's neighbor, and she's still a little girl." Deng Gang explained and said, "Brother Li, your eyes are getting worse and worse, listen to me, hurry up and find a doctor to take a look at your eyes, don't delay any longer!" ”

"My eyes are fine, and I can still see people. You weigh me, I promise your sister-in-law that I will make dumplings for her today. ”

"Holo." Deng Gang turned his head and said to Xia Xiaoqin, "You go and pour a glass of water for Lao Li." ”

"Okay."

Xia Xiaoqin went to the house, and heard a commotion behind her, it was Deng Gang who poured out all the things in the fertilizer bag.

There was a lot of everything, and it smelled like it had been found in the garbage.

Deng Gang was not too dirty, and while picking things from the garbage, he told Lao Li which ones to accept and which ones not to collect.

Lao Li trusted Deng Gang very much, and he didn't stare at it when Deng Gang said it, he walked to the water press, took a little water with a basin, and washed his hands.

Xia Xiaoqin poured a glass of warm boiled water from an enamel jar and served it to Lao Li.

"Thank you."

Lao Li likes to laugh when he speaks, and he doesn't need to have in-depth contact to know that he is a very optimistic grandfather.

Lao Li is old and very thin, and when he laughs, his loose skin is all squeezed together, one by one, comparable to the annual rings of a tree.

"How old are you?" Deng Gang was sorting, and Xia Xiaoqin was at home with Lao Li.

"72. People are old and useless, and they just mistook you and Sun Xiu. ”

Lao Li said, squinted his eyes and looked around the yard again, and then asked, "Didn't you see your tricycle, hasn't Sun Xiu come back yet?" She rode a tricycle ahead of me, why did I arrive, she hasn't arrived yet? ”

"I guess I'm still collecting waste paper in the alleys."

Lao Li shook his head: "That's not, the tricycle is full, and it can't be loaded again!" ”

"That's a lot of loading, the car is heavy, and you can rest on the road."

"It's possible, I originally wanted to help her push, but I'm old, I don't have the strength, I'm afraid of helping."

As Lao Li spoke, he hammered his leg.

Deng Gang interrupted and said, "Lao Li, I'm going to weigh it, you can take a look at it." ”

"Okay."

Lao Li walked towards Deng Gang with a tea jar.

He has little waste paper, and he doesn't need to weigh it, so Deng Gang directly uses the nickname.

"16 pounds and 4 taels." Deng Gang showed the scale rod to Lao Li.

Lao Li's eyesight deteriorated badly, he had to squint at everything, the dots on the scale pole were very small, he squinted hard, and found that he couldn't see clearly, and he was not reluctant, nodding his head and saying, "I don't have to worry about your name." ”

Waste paper costs 4 cents a catty, pork in the capital costs 7 cents a pound, waste paper sells money, and dumplings wrapped in pure meat are only enough for one person to eat.

Next, Deng Gang weighed the wire and plastic bottles, barely enough for 3 cents.

Adding the money from the waste paper, Deng Gang counted 1 yuan to Lao Li together.

Deng Gang said: "I will give you back the old clothes and other things that cannot be sold, and you can try them elsewhere." ”

Lao Li returned the tea jar to Deng Gang: "Okay, you go and get busy, I'll install it myself." ”

Lao Li packed everything up, and his hands were dirty and he couldn't look at them.

He went to the water press again to wash his hands and made sure his hands were clean before leaving with the fertilizer bag.

Deng Gang pointed to the things that Lao Li was selling and said to Xia Xiaoqin: "I'll take the waste paper to the No. 3 warehouse, and you send the rest to the shed." ”

Deng Gang said that the shed is a place where other waste materials are piled up, and there are bits and pieces of miscellaneous things under the shed.

Deng Gang showed a sincere smile: "This is all received from Lao Li, Lao Li is an old customer, before the boss took over, he sold it to Sun Xiu." ”

Lao Li is not a second-tier dealer who collects scrap, he makes a living by picking up scrap.

At the age of 72, he has various physical problems, the most serious of which is his eyes.

But Lao Li is still the pillar of the family, in addition to him, there is still a wife paralyzed in bed in the family.

Lao Li can't go far every time he goes out to pick up garbage, and his wife can't see him at noon, so he will worry that something will happen to him outside, and he also wants his wife who is not in good health to have a hot meal at noon.

Lao Li picks up waste products and eats according to the sky, sometimes he saves for four or five days, and can only pick up something for one or two cents, but he can't hoard it for too long and not sell it, and he doesn't even have the money to buy onions.

Lao Li has few things to sell, and some scrap collection stations don't even want to over-weigh, so they push Lao Li to the second-tier dealers who collect scrap.

The second dealer charges cheap, when the waste paper is cheap, it charges 2 points 5 or 3 points, no matter how expensive it is, it does not exceed 3 points 5, Lao Li wants to sell a few cents more, so he looks around and finds Sun Xiu's scrap acquisition station.

After Tan Jun took over the scrap collection station, he changed the name of the scrap collection station and changed the business mode to only do waste paper business.

But the way to Lao Li has not changed.

As long as it was something that could change hands, Tan Jun asked Deng Gang to collect it and put it in the shed to save it.

Xia Xiaoqin estimated that the pieces in the shed would be less than a carload of dollars if she saved for another year, and she couldn't make up 10 yuan.

Xia Xiaoqin sighed, put the pieces collected this time at the base of the wall, and walked out of the oppressive shed.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The bell of the tricycle rang at the door, Xia Xiaoqin looked at the door, it was Sun Xiu who came back.

It's just that......

Lao Li said that Sun Xiu pulled a cart of waste paper, but in Sun Xiu's tricycle, why is there only half a car?

Is Lao Li's eyes bad and wrong?