At the corner of Guyi Street.

Wang Wenhai was holding a feather duster and patting the signboard of his shop again and again.

The store is not big, more than ten square meters.

Wang Wenhai's shop is a garment shop, which has been passed down from the Qing Dynasty.

Originally, Wang Wenhai's clothing shop was not outstanding on the whole street, but as other shops gradually changed their careers to become food stalls.

The peculiarity of his clothing shop suddenly came to the fore.

"The old stubbornness who refuses to change his mind"

This is what the neighbors say about him.

"What's the matter, is that kid the government's inspector in charge of demolition?" Wang Wenhai looked up at Uncle Zhang, who was walking towards him.

Uncle Zhang is the one who drove Su Li away from the stone pier before.

"Also a government employee, I think that kid is a street slicker with nothing to do." Uncle Zhang walked in from the door of the store that could accommodate two people and sat on the chair at the door.

"Just a street kid?" Wang Wenhai waved his feather duster's hand for a moment: "It doesn't look like it, this young man looks very energetic, not like the kind of gangster who has nothing to do every day." ”

In the past two days, Su Li has been wandering around Guyi Street, from the street to the end of the street, and then from the end of the street to the street.

There are at least a dozen round trips a day.

Although it is said that Guyi Street is not long, it is only a few hundred meters long.

But you can't just walk around like that, can you?

In addition, there has been news that Guyi Street is going to be demolished and rebuilt recently, so Wang Wenhai and others thought that Su Li was a government official responsible for inspecting the demolition.

"Who knows." Uncle Zhang picked up a small fan from the counter and fanned it up and down towards him: "Huang Fen also asked him just now, and he personally admitted that he was not an inspector. ”

Alas.

Wang Wenhai sighed and looked at the signboard of his store worriedly.

"You say, our ancient clothes street won't just disappear like this, right?" Looking at the words "100-year-old ready-to-wear" above his store, Wang Wenhai was stunned.

Uncle Zhang on the side didn't answer, but the frequency of fanning became faster.

"Is there any way to make Guyi Street more famous?" Wang Wenhai said suddenly.

He remembered those famous old streets.

Perhaps, as long as Guyi Street becomes famous, it will not be demolished?

Can you continue to pass on the brand of "100-year-old ready-to-wear"?

"I don't know." Uncle Zhang said sullenly, and stopped the fanning fan: "I see that these young people like to shoot videos now, or if we take some videos of Guyi Street, maybe we will become famous?" ”

Wang Wenhai shook his head when he heard this.

It's too simplistic to think.

Although small videos are popular now, it doesn't mean that you can shoot anything casually and become popular.

And to be honest, the current Guyi Street is not very distinctive.

What was once an entire street of garment shops now has only two left.

A Wang Wenhai's "century-old garment", and an Uncle Zhang's "color clothing shop".

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what the hell should I do?" Uncle Zhang slapped his leg suddenly: "I will never allow others to take away what we insist on like this!" ”

"Even if you simply move the stone pier at the corner of the street, you can't do it!"

Looking at Uncle Zhang, who was angry on the side, Wang Wenhai sighed, and sorrow gradually crept up on his face: "Let me ask my second brother, he has a relationship in the system." ”

Uncle Zhang didn't respond.

He knew that Wang Wenhai's second brother was not reliable.

The so-called relationship within the system is nothing more than a few meals.

"Or please, my fourth child, he is a journalist, maybe writing a few articles can make a difference." Wang Wenhai said again.

Uncle Zhang replied sullenly.

Maybe it would be useful to write a few articles?

Then.

Wang Wenhai suddenly saw Aunt Huang who walked to the store opposite him to buy cooked food, and immediately smiled: "Huang Fen didn't buy vegetables, he was willing to buy cooked food." ”

Uncle Zhang on the side looked up: "I guess I waited for that kid for a long time, so I forgot to buy vegetables." ”

Hearing this, Wang Wenhai put down the feather duster and took out a box of snacks from the cabinet: "You can help me bring it to her family, children can't starve." ”

Uncle Zhang glanced at Wang Wenhai, then answered, put down the fan, and took the snacks.

Gently blowing off the dust accumulated on the box, Uncle Zhang walked out the door and walked towards Aunt Huang on the opposite side of the store.

The cloth shoes that the old man had mended many times stepped on the mottled green bricks, making a clattering sound.

Looking at Aunt Huang, who was bargaining with the merchant not far away, Wang Wenhai smiled unconsciously.

There are still many people who, like themselves, are reluctant to bear this ancient clothing street that has accompanied them since childhood.

As if thinking of something, Wang Wenhai put the mobile phone on the table and turned on the recording function.

Maybe after a while, my memories of Guyi Street will only be left with this video.

Looking at the time that passed second by second in the mobile phone, Wang Wenhai suddenly felt a little self-blamed.

I haven't been able to record Guyi Street well in the past few decades.

With a deep sigh, Wang Wenhai turned his gaze to Aunt Huang, who was still pulling her voice on the other side.

Even if he was separated by a road, he could vaguely hear the shouts.

"I mean, your pig's head is too expensive!"

"What? Am I poor? You're kidding! ”

"Look at my bag, do you know what brand it is? Donkey's! Pay me back! ”

"Just ask you a word, it's 3 yuan cheaper, whether you sell it or not!"

Listening to Aunt Huang's loud voice, Wang Wenhai was full of emotion in his heart.

It's still the same as before!

Just thinking about it, Wang Wenhai found a strange person.

The reason why I say strange is because this person is dressed in tatters, like a tramp.

"How come this person has never seen ......," Wang Wenhai frowned.

Will anyone still come to Guyi Street in broad daylight?

...... on a hot day

There seems to be no one else except Su Li.

Suddenly, Wang Wenhai saw the strange person running.

The speed of running is very fast.

Wang Wenhai asked himself, he had never seen someone running so fast when he was so big.

Except for those sprinters on the sports channel.

Just when Wang Wenhai was stunned, the homeless man in tattered clothes had already run to Aunt Huang's side.

The goal is very clear, it is the donkey brand bag that Aunt Huang is carrying in her right hand.

The homeless man aimed at his target and reached out and tugged hard.

Aunt Huang was obviously stunned when she looked at the homeless man who suddenly ran over beside her, but she still protected her shoulder bag and screamed, "Robbed!" Help me! ”

However, the homeless man's strength was surprisingly great, and this drag directly dragged Aunt Huang to the ground.

Looking at Aunt Huang who fell to the ground and didn't let go, the corner of the homeless man's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his foot and kicked hard: "Take it, you!" ”

Aunt Huang was kicked away all of a sudden.

The homeless man who had succeeded looked around and was about to run away.

Suddenly, a wooden stick was flaid.

"Put it down! I'm going to call the police! Uncle Zhang ran over angrily, threw away the snack in his hand, held a wooden stick in both hands, and waved it at the homeless man again and again.

Glancing at Uncle Zhang, the homeless man shook his satchel and knocked Uncle Zhang to the ground.

After hesitating for a moment, the homeless man took Uncle Zhang's brown wooden stick away again, and ran away.

Seeing this, Wang Wenhai's heart beat violently, and he immediately took a feather duster.

However, just as he was about to go out and catch up.

A figure carrying roasted pig's trotters suddenly approached the homeless man at a faster speed.