When Han Bing and the four of them were eating happily, an old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing an earthy yellow jacket, walked over and said lightly: "A few people are talking lively, I don't know where this new little brother is from, why is he so angry?"

Han Bing said lightly: "Abo, villain Han Bing, looking at Abel is a portrait of longevity, and his eyebrows are extremely good." ”

The old man smiled and said, "It's a pity that the eyebrows are white." ”

Han Bing continued: "There are only a few. ”

The old man continued, "Are you still in school?"

Han Bing didn't understand what the old man meant, and replied ignorantly: "No, I've been reading at home all the time." Abel looked to be in his seventies. ”

The old man was a little sorry, and said lightly: "There are still two years and eighty years old." How old are you?"

Han Bing paused and replied, "I'm in my thirties." ”

The old man wanted to talk and said, "Only in his twenties." ”

With that, the old man shook his head and left.

Han Bing didn't understand, and thought in his heart: If he said that he was Fusu, and he was over thirty years old, could he have said the wrong thing, or that the calculation of age in this world was different from the calendar of the Qin royal family.

In an instant, he didn't think much about it, and said goodbye to Uncle Deng and the new uncle one by one, and went to the alley opposite.

After all, he was curious about who the person selling old books in the alley opposite was, and he wanted to visit him.

Finally, he turned left and right into an alley opposite.

This alley has a long history at first glance, and the uneven stone roads are clean and clean, and some of them are glowing because of the long-term walking of the crowd.

But now, somehow, it's deserted and deserted.

"May I ask if there is a shop that sells old books here?" Han Bing turned left and saw an old man with his head buried and sweeping the floor with a broom, and asked respectfully.

But he was suspicious in his heart: Sweeping the floor silently?

"I wonder what book the little brother wants to buy?" The old man didn't even raise his eyes, and continued to sweep the ground.

Han Bing said lightly: "I want to ask the boss a question." ”

The old man became curious when he heard this, and glanced at Han Bing with slanted eyes: he was dressed in hand-sewn clothes of khaki coarse cloth, and he was carrying a gray hand-sewn bag, although it was rustic but well-made.

"Why do you ask?"

Han Bing suddenly felt that the old man was embarrassed, but at present, he had no way out, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Because you have to ask, this is the way to survive." ”

The old man lifted the broom, and when Han Bing was defenseless, he called Han Bing.

Boom!

Suddenly, Han Bing's eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

......

Seven years later, in the old bookstore in the deep alley of Mianzhu Singapore, Han Bing, who has been wearing a white shirt and gray linen gauze trousers all his life, is busy putting stacks of old books on the counter.

Suddenly, he saw the three of them walking in front of the bookstore, which aroused his curiosity.

I saw a couple with anxious faces and a little girl in red.

But the little girl seemed to be unhappy, pouting, and there were tears in her eyes.

The woman was dressed in a sugarcane red short-sleeved suit, with short hair cut, and she was very capable. But she looked emaciated and tired.

The man was dressed in a white dark checkered shirt and linen trousers, and brought a steel watch, looking very melancholy.

Han Bing shook his head slightly and sighed: "Mortals who are busy working for their livelihood are like this. ”

I only heard the woman say coldly: "With such a poor score in the exam this time, you don't have to do your summer homework, study hard in the park." ”

The man pulled the girl, but he didn't speak, as if he had a lot on his mind.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at Han Bing, her eyes showing doubts: because at this time, Han Bing was exactly the same style as the clothes on the man's body.

Han Bing saw the little girl looking at her, and smiled.

The little girl's tearful eyes were suddenly filled with a hint of joy.

Seeing this, Han Bing wanted to make the little girl happy, so he deliberately made a strange move - blinking and sticking out his tongue.

The little girl shook the man's hand, looked up at the man with a sad face, and said, "Dad, I want to go to the bookstore to buy a book." ”

The man said lightly: "This time the language test is so bad, what books do you read?" You stay in the park for a month and study hard. ”

The little girl immediately withdrew her gaze, bowed her head and snuggled up to the man's side, and followed towards the park.

Han Bing was puzzled, and followed out in a few steps—but his movements came and went without a trace, and did not attract the attention of the family.

A fifty-fifty distance from the entrance of the park was accompanied by a young boy of five or six years old, and the lady suddenly said, "No one is looking at you at all." ”

Han Bing turned her head curiously and looked at her, she was as beautiful as a flower, and the little boy she was protecting was shy and cute, and his appearance was quite high. Han Bing said in his heart: "Isn't it just to want people to pay more attention to it? Maybe it's not the case, it's just a coincidence." ”

And the family of three walked to the ticket center in a dull atmosphere to buy tickets and entered the park.

When they walked to the big stone carved with the red word "Mianzhu", a man with a single-lens reflex camera ran over, smiled and said, "Let's take a family photo." ”

The man nodded.

So the three of them stood in front of the big rock, posed and waited for the flash to flash.

"Wash twenty quickly, and if you want to take ten pieces tomorrow. ”

"Wash it up. The man replied immediately.

Men's thinking is very simple, some things have to be cherished by time, and the sooner you see them, the better - maybe precious things will always be missed in hesitation and arrogance.

The woman was a little painful, "Come and get it tomorrow and save some money." ”

The little girl didn't speak, anyway, she pouted the whole time, looking unhappy.

The man couldn't resist the woman, so he took a step back and said, "I'll get it tomorrow." ”

With that, he took out ten yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to the camera brother, and led the little girl into a courtyard deep in the park.

This is the home they are going to visit today—and the teacher they are looking for for the little girl.

The first time the little girl came here, she thought it was mysterious—what kind of person did she have to be to live in the park?

As soon as they took a step, they entered a large round gate, lined with rockeries, and in a curved river channel, water lilies were blooming: some white, some pink, not elegant.

The chirping of various birds comes and goes, crisp and melodious, or whispering.

Suddenly, a young eagle flew up from the meadow in the distance, its wings growing and its feathers were all tender. It flew more than three meters high and then landed to rest. Immediately after that, the three egrets in the distance soared into the sky, and then turned back and waited.

It seems that the flight teacher of this young eagle is the three egrets.

The little girl shook the man's hand and said, "Dad, does the little eagle have no parents, it was raised by these three egrets?"

The man followed the direction of the little girl's finger, looked away, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "Qin Miao'er, Dad doesn't understand this. Later, when you grow up and go to college, you can ask the professor. ”

The whites of the woman's tired eyes were full of bloodshots, but when the little girl asked like this, she was actually more moisturized.

Note: Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, something was delayed, and I couldn't stay up late due to physical reasons.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family. It is drizzling and moonless here, but where are you?