How hot is it to move books?

Brother Yuan Le worked very hard at the beginning, taking the books off the shelves one by one and stacking them neatly, and then, the power in the room was cut off......

The old-fashioned electric fan hanging from the roof dragged the pace heavier and heavier, as if a worker had mistakenly poured cement into the air, struggled a few times, creaked, and finally completely lost his life.

The elder brother soon became timid.

"It's too hot, too."

"yes, yes." As he spoke, sweat flowed down his neck and down to the neckline, and the dress with the straps was light-colored, soaked with sweat and mottled there, which was really a little embarrassing.

I don't care about it so much, I was ready to do manual work before I came here today, and I didn't have to quit if I didn't finish the work.

"My grandfather drove through Gansu and Yunnan back then, and he didn't forget to collect the books, and properly packed the books and brought them back, which was much harder than we have now, but we still have someone to help today, and my grandfather was the only one at the beginning."

He was thinking of the friends who set up the bookstall in the Temple of Literature, and the readers who were eagerly awaiting the opening of the book market every week.

"I didn't make any money, I didn't have a name, right, it was purely a passion for this work, and I couldn't do it without it, and until now, my grandfather has loved the second-hand book business."

My brother was holding a copy of Yao Nai's "Classification of Ancient Chinese Dictionaries" as a fan, and I was embarrassed to take the book from his hand.

"In 1998, the Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House's "Ancient Chinese Dictionary Compilation" is not easy to buy, my brother should change a book as a fan, by the way, what about the piggy fan?"

My brother said dejectedly, there was no electricity.

I laughed helplessly at him, looking forward to the beans appearing in this room of less than fifteen square meters as soon as possible.

After the power outage, we could only open the curtains and open the windows, and a heat wave hit our faces instantly, "Even if you walk outside, the sky and the earth are hot, and now when you open the window, you feel that you can't stay in the house than outside." ”

"That's because you don't want to move, as long as you move, the wind will naturally produce and lower the temperature on the surface of your body."

Science students can save the world in an instant.

"Beans !!!!" I looked at the beans as if I had seen a savior.

"Rixia is a fool." Beanzi bent down to place two large plastic boxes on the ground and pulled out a bundle of pink rope from his pants pocket.

"You're a fool, why did you just come here and talk about me like that."

"Can't you just wait for me in the bookstore? I hurriedly ran over, how many books can you carry with two hands? ”

"Thirty books is still okay, and a bundle of books can be tied to a dozen books."

"There are five or six hundred books here."

"Ahh......h

The three monks had no water to drink, and the three of them could still finish moving the books.

With the experience of setting up a bookstall at school last time, this time we didn't fill the boxes, but preferred to move them a few more times.

When I moved the box back to the bookstore for the second time, I met Aunt Mao from the neighborhood committee.

Aunt Mao seemed to have just come back from the vegetable market, carrying two bags of vegetables and fish in her hands, and when she saw me and Beans moving boxes, she shouted in a loud voice: "Lixia, Lixia." ”

I didn't pay attention to it before, and I only thought about the principle of one blow, then decline, and three exhaustions, and concentrated on carrying the boxes, for fear that once I got afraid and procrastinated, today's great cause of moving books will inevitably be wasted and lost.

"Oh, me, I'm moving books."

"What kind of books are you moving, why are you sweating profusely?"

The explanation is right, the elders ask me something, that is concern, as a junior, I should answer seriously.

Aunties have a habit of standing in place and chatting when they meet acquaintances on the road, and they can chat for more than ten or twenty minutes, regardless of whether there are rats in the rice bowl at home. This is probably a way of interacting that has been around since a very early age.

Nowadays, young people rarely meet on the road and chat a few words, but more often say hello and go their separate ways. When you are free, pick up your mobile phone, look through your contacts, and find the classmates and old friends you met on the road, and you don't immediately send a message or voice chat, and the nostalgia is not strong, and it is more like reading a period of time alone, sprinkled with cashew nuts, almonds, pumpkin seeds, raisins, and a bag of assorted nuts eaten by one person, and the old has become a person's business.

I flipped through the circle of friends, accidentally watched it for 20 minutes, clicked on it one by one, and when I came back to my senses, it was already two years ago, three years ago, or even longer.

So I thought about it, I haven't had much contact since I graduated from elementary school, or I have met once or twice at class reunions after graduating from junior high school.

After reading the circle of friends, time flies, and the time machine is in your hand.

University in Fudan, after graduation went to work in a publishing house, seems to talk about boyfriend back to single, exquisite life, love sports, much more beautiful than when I was a child, from time to time send a few English news, it seems that I am not used to Chinese when I return from studying abroad.

Over the course of the afternoon, I thought several times of the person I had met on the road, and I was not very familiar with it.

The circle of friends sketches a picture of life, as if it is pulled by an art pen, and it is undoubtedly telling others that this is my life, it is like this, not like that.

The outlined portrait is clear and specific – and thus, satisfied.

What can you talk about standing still? Look at the avatar and hundreds of dynamics on the mobile phone, I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and I'm familiar with it, when someone asks, do you remember the previous so-and-so? Remember, remember, the outline is clearly visible.

Older people are different, they don't care about standing on the road and invading the road, hindering others from walking, but they don't care, and they don't care about others, just like my bad habit, and when it is your turn to meet acquaintances on the road, this bad habit will be like a bird that has sung outside my balcony running to your balcony to sing.

"That...... There was a family upstairs moving, and many books were gone, and the people from the renovation company ran to me to ask me to collect the books. ”

"Which one?"

"It's the one that goes up to the fifth floor here, and the original owner seems to be a retired teacher."

"Retired teacher? Ah, it won't be Mr. Chen's house. Aunt Mao's brows suddenly furrowed, and the dense sweat on her face was gathered together by the bulging forehead and flowed down the gap to her eyes.

She was carrying vegetables in both hands, and she didn't feel uncomfortable when she had no spare hands to wipe, so she shook her head and said, "This old man seems to be seriously ill and hospitalized, why did the family sell the house." ”

"Huh? Maybe it's not for sale, but it's just for redecorating. ”

"It's not clear, the old man is old, and the weather is hot this year, so I don't know if I can get through it."

"Yes, yes, it's better to be hot than cold, and generally the elderly will be healthier in the big days, and it's okay."

I hurriedly comforted me, but I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart.