"I always feel that this child is a little lonely."

After Xiaoyu went home, Douzi suddenly came out with such a sentence.

Five one-dollar coins were stacked neatly on the desk, and Douzi said again, "Don't you think Lixia?" ”

The blue ballpoint pen rotates left and right on the bean's hand, and it looks very flexible, but it is completely controlled by the bean's fingers and palm.

The rain stopped, and the bean's face was full of rare sadness.

"Lonely? Xiao Yu is only in the fourth grade, the word loneliness is too deep, what does Douzi want to say? ”

"I mean, Xiaoyu looks quite lonely, and I don't know what words to use to describe it." Beanzi scratched his head, leaned back in his chair, and sighed.

"Aren't Xiaotong and Liu Xinxin friends with Xiaoyu? He just entered the store today and asked Xiaotong if they were here. ”

I don't know if I can't feel the loneliness that Douzi says or if I'm instinctively resisting it, so I open the book awkwardly, but my eyes are not so easily focused on the words on the page, and the uneasiness of my childhood creeps up to my arms, shoulders, cheeks, and finally to my forehead and temples, and then, from top to bottom, my whole body is agitated, and 11,000 insects have already sounded the trumpet.

I put down the book, followed the action of Douzi just now, leaned back in the chair, and tried to talk about something interesting, "Douzi, there is a public welfare market next weekend, and Mr. Takayama said that he can recommend us to go together." ”

"Probably the same information I got from the Pudong public welfare organization, is it also at the public welfare market on the side of Yangjing Street?"

At first, I guessed that the beans and Mr. Takayama were talking about the same market, but later I found out that in fact, the charity market that our community is scheduled to hold next weekend is the same market that Mr. Takayama said.

The theme of this year's summer market activities is to focus on the community and read for the whole family.

Pudong New Area has always paid more attention to cultural construction, Pudong Library and Street Library are well received by the public, not only the hardware environment is good, but also there are high-quality lectures every month, especially Pudong Library, there are often cultural exhibitions and writers meet this kind of activities, the coffee in the library is cheap and good, it is a cultural "holy place" for many citizens to rest days.

This summer is no exception, the smell of books has become stronger and stronger, and people like me who are more homely, even if they don't leave the community, can feel the strong reading atmosphere.

"Actually, there are two purposes for participating in this kind of event, the first is to sell some books, just like Mr. Takayama, a flexible bookseller."

"Flexible booksellers?"

The analogy of the bean is so funny, I imagined what Mr. Takayama would have been like if he saw the bean say this to him, the corners of his mouth would twitch, and his eyes would blink faster and faster...... I can't tell if it's happy or disgusting.

That's what Mr. Takayama feels like, and maybe he's the kind of person who doesn't feel unhappy in the first place.

When my grandfather talked about Mr. Takayama, he laughed and called him a bookseller, and suddenly I had a kind of affection for the word bookseller, like a street craftsman sketching a cute little squirrel in a tangled brown sugar water.

The bulging cheeks are full of joy.

That's it?

Well, that's it. To understand is to be happy.

"Why is Mr. Takayama so keen to sell books?"

Douzi hid his face and smiled, "I really don't know, it's a mystery, let me say, there are so many e-books now, isn't it to die poor if you sell books?" Also, Mr. Takayama doesn't look very old, at least not old, right? His limbs are sound, his mind doesn't look bad, he talks and behaves like a person who has read books, and he should be able to do a job as an ordinary clerk, so why do he sell books all day long? And looking at Mr. Takayama's appearance, it seems that he is very familiar with the second-hand book market, and he is also a frequent visitor to various events. ”

As soon as Beanzi analyzed it, Mr. Takayama became a mystery again.

I also want to explore the reason why my grandfather set up a bookstall in the first place, what kind of things happened to these people that make their lives so full of books and book-related things?

Ulf S. D. Lucius once wrote in the preface to his book The Joy of Collecting Books that as soon as a person begins to collect in a certain field, he will feel a certain change in his heart, he will become happier, his heart will be filled with deep care, and he will be able to understand everything in the world with an open mind.

I think I'm still a little far away from the Ming Realm, and I'm still bouncing outside this grassland.

I had a wordless time with Douzi, and my mood gradually brightened, and before it was dinner time, I flipped through the notes of inspiration to find some stories that could be processed into chapters, and Douzi suddenly laughed.

I turned my face and said, "Bean, don't laugh like that, it's scared to death." ”

"Lixia, I've found it."

"What did you find?" I asked.

"The soda in Mayday, didn't a netizen leave a message saying that he had seen a person with the same screen name."

I remember that this incident was indeed mentioned some time ago, so I found it? Can we reconnect the two owners of this book?

My heart was pounding, and my cheeks were slightly hot.

No wonder Douzi smiled so strangely, and I felt indescribably nervous, eagerly, as if I was going to meet netizens.

I've never met a netizen.

"So what did that guy say? Is it Mayday's soda that we have contacted us? ”

"I've already given the WeChat group to the netizen who privately messaged me, and asked him to join the group directly after finding someone, what else can a bookstore group do to pit him? Surely there will be no doubts. ”

"Douzi is thoughtful, in fact, a well-known up master will not trick people, and we are not looking for the owner of a really expensive calligraphy and painting on the Internet, we are just looking for the former owner of a book, even if I find it, I don't know what to say."

Douzi thought for a moment and responded, "Satisfaction, it's a bit like doing something that seems meaningless, but somehow it will be very satisfying." ”

"It's a sense of anticipation, I think it's anticipation, there's no hope, and even if we find these two people, it doesn't matter to us, and this book can't be torn apart and let them each take half of it back to keep a souvenir. Speaking of which, it occurred to me now that if someone saw "God's Children All Dancing" in a bookstore, I wouldn't dare sell it. ”

"Yes, because I saw this postcard, this book became special, but it is not a precious edition, and it has nothing to do with collecting."

"Yes, yes," I nodded at the beans and gave a thumbs up, "It's reasonable, it's because he seems to be related to two people, I can't easily make the decision to sell it, you see, I, the owner of the bookstore, don't have any freedom, I'm obviously controlled by the book." ”