Mr. Takayama was very embarrassed, "No, it is precisely because of public welfare that you can't lose your trust in others." ”

There is some truth in this, precisely because public welfare is originally voluntary and spontaneous action, and it is more necessary for people to have the spirit of carrying it out to the end, and not to turn public welfare into a matter of lip service.

Perhaps in Mr. Takayama's heart, the matter of delivering books to the home of the blind was far more important than his participation in the book fair.

"So, what do I have to keep busy?"

"Lend me some books, lend me fifty books."

"Fifty copies?" I was a little surprised.

Mr. Takayama waved his hand, "I'm sorry, I know this request is a bit strange. ”

"Also...... It's nothing, books, we were originally second-hand bookstores. ”

"I mean, I didn't bring that much money and I didn't have much ...... in WeChat"

Mr. Takayama hesitated and handed me his phone, as if I would be able to see if he had money in it.

"No, it's okay."

I can't see others embarrassed, Mr. Takayama really pierced my heart like this.

There were books piled up in the room, and the heat of the sun was still felt to the touch.

"Then it's decided, borrow some books from Lixia first, and I'll pay for them tomorrow."

I distinctly felt Bean's gaze glancing at me, and I pouted at him.

"It's a new book, don't take it away yet, I ...... It hasn't been sorted out yet. ”

"Huh?" Mr. Takayama just put his hand on a stack of newly collected books and immediately put them back.

"You can't choose these books, can you?"

I nodded, "The books haven't been sorted out yet." ”

About fifteen minutes later, Mr. Takayama left the bookstore with two bundles of books, and Douzi sighed with his brother, then shook his head.

"What do you mean by that?" I stood by the window, fanning myself with my notebook while looking at Douzi and my brother.

The two of them have been like hot frogs stuck to their chairs.

"Lixia is simple." Brother Yuan Le said faintly.

Douzi also coaxed: "No, Lixia belongs to the kind of person who is kind-hearted and easy to be deceived." It's good to live in the second dimension. ”

"No, where am I a person who lives in the second dimension, don't insult the second dimension."

It's really infuriating for Douzi to say that.

Mr. Takayama is a book seller, and most of the book sellers like to read, so how can a person who likes to read cheat dozens of books without giving money.

If Douzi and his brother are so weird because Mr. Takayama borrowed books for public welfare, I really feel sorry for Mr. Takayama.

"Generally speaking, Lixia should have been deceived." The more Yuan Le thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was inseparable, and Douzi nodded frequently, as if the two of them had decided that this was the case, and they already knew everything with the script in hand.

"No, not really."

People are so easily influenced, the bookstore is just me, my brother and Douzi, and now that the two of them say this, I am weak, and my heart begins to waver.

There are indeed a lot of coincidences.

Brother......

The water flooded the book......

Books must be sent to public welfare activities......

It does look like a very corny hoax.

If it's really a liar.

But...... How is it possible, Mr. Takayama knows his grandfather, and he doesn't know him for a day or two.

How can people suddenly become liars?

"No, no, you don't want that." There was an oppressive atmosphere in the room, and I pulled out my chair and sat down at the table, absentmindedly flipping through the books I had retrieved.

Originally, although I was very tired this morning, I was full of harvest.

For a second-hand bookstore, recycling books is one of the most important businesses, and it can be said that second-hand books are the key to their sustainability.

This is a difficult problem, and I am sure that my grandfather has a lot of experience with him and will introduce me to some itinerant booksellers like Mr. Takayama.

In addition, it is not enough, when my grandfather was young, he often went to other provinces and cities to collect books, and every time he came back, he would bring back a whole box and a whole box, I never thought to ask the price of these books when I was a child, but I was excited to lie on the box, and carefully cut the tape on the box with a small blade, for fear of scratching the box, and then for fear of scratching the book.

When I was younger, I just liked to look at the colorful covers, according to the color, pattern, and put it as I liked.

When I grew up, I began to read and write, and my mother said that I was very literate, and I started by remembering the titles of books, such as "Huanzhu Gege".

Every time my mother used "Huanzhu Gege" as an example, I blushed inexplicably, and she probably found it funny, so she often cited this example.

Nowadays, in my mind, I can always see the cover of a book neatly arranged in front of me, "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" wrapped in brown paper, the title of the book is written in small letters, the handwriting is handsome and powerful, the comic book "Romance of the Gods", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by Sanlian Publishing House, and only half of the "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" is left on the cover.

Well, a book has taught me a lot of words, and although I don't know the meaning, it looks good and reads well.

My grandfather said that you don't have to worry too much about running a bookstore, as long as you have the heart, you can always do it.

I don't believe that. The older generation does things, there is a bright moon and a bright breeze, the breeze is calm, my mother cooks like this, and my grandfather runs a bookstore, it doesn't look tired at all, what about my turn?

Not the same.

A plate of egg fried rice is also a lot of procedures, the eggs should be taken out in the refrigerator, the oil should be put into the pot, how much oil should be put in, how hot the pot should be poured oil, first oil or rice or eggs first?

Beat the eggs with chopsticks, stir-fry them, add rice, and finally add a little green onion.

With just a few processes, the taste of the egg fried rice I make is different every time, and sometimes it will be very different.

A serving of egg fried rice is like this, and a table to feed the whole family dinner is even more troublesome, and the mother sings and chats about the day.

"No, I won't."

Influenced by my brother and Bean, I was also a little worried.

"It should be very likely that I was deceived. Sister Lixia, I see that this person came in and was fine, but when he saw that you had so many books piled up here, he suddenly thought of that idea, maybe he didn't have any plans to go to the home of the blind today. ”

The logic of what my brother said was meticulous, and his reasoning was unhurried, as if he was saying a truth.

I'm starting to believe, why did Mr. Takayama lie to those books?

Even if a book averages 10 yuan, it is only 500 yuan, so why will this 500 yuan never appear in our bookstore again?

What's more, he and his grandfather have known each other for many years, so he wouldn't do such a thing for fifty books.

I shook my head, "No, no, I can't think of a reason to do that." ”

"Maybe what's the problem? Or if you really don't have any money for the time being, you shouldn't be too rich to sell books for a living. ”

Douzi seems to be right when he says this.

However, in the end, it's all speculation here, and Mr. Takayama will be here the next day, so why should I worry about it now.