Gao Chen walked out of the small alley, trembling and moving, passers-by hurriedly avoided a little distance, the old white hair covered his eyes, and his body seemed to have shrunk a lot, only four feet tall.

He walks staggeringly and seems to fall at any moment.

Gao Chen didn't really want to shake, but this body was uncontrollable, and the torture, pain, and numbness of the night still remained in the bone marrow, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

When passing by the breakfast shop, he felt in his pocket, carefully took out the change wrapped in a plastic bag from his underwear, took out two yuan, and said in an old voice, "Man, bring me a bowl of chaos to warm up." ”

"Small bowl of ravioli, do you want cakes?"

"How much money?" Gao Chen said and tried to prick up his ears.

"Add three pieces of ham and eggs, and don't add two pieces of eggs." The guy said quickly.

"Here's a ......." Gao Chen said and looked at the old man sitting in the corner who was gnawing on a piece of wowotou, and changed his words: "Let's have two wowotou." ”

"Okay, I'll charge you three yuan, and you can do it here." The man led Gao Chen to sit at a table with the old man, and hurried to greet the other guests.

The breakfast shop is in a hurry between 5 and 8 o'clock in the morning, when the factory is crowded with people going to work and leaving work, and many people are packing up and taking away, eating while walking.

The boss is going to come out at three o'clock to prepare for work, and the whole street is a row of breakfast cars and various small shops, millet porridge and eight treasure porridge, baked cakes, pancakes, twist flowers, five to ten yuan per person.

"Your pork and roast cakes, I will take you six pieces."

The whole street was noisy, the old man on the table looked about fifty years old, with cracked nails on his hands, the skin on his face was black and full of wrinkles, his head was full of dust, and the clothes marked with blue star overalls had heavy stucco wall plaster, and if he was in the city, he could earn four hundred and fifty yuan a day, and if he went to the countryside to plaster, he would earn two hundred and sixty yuan a day.

Therefore, most wall workers are willing to work in the city, and many of the manual work in the city is calculated by the piece, while in the countryside, no matter how much they work in a day, it is that price, although it is easy, but they come out to work to earn a few more money, and it is the same wherever they suffer.

"Man, add some free radish pickles." The old man gnawed on the steamed bun and stared at the mobile phone video, and the corners of his mouth rose from time to time without making a sound, he should be happy.

Gao Chen's voice attracted the old man, looked up at Gao Chen's clothes, seemed to be a little envious, and seemed to want to say something, and finally asked the guy to add a little more pickles.

Silently eating the rest of the wowotou, Gao Chen's chaos and wowotou and a small plate of pickles were sent by a little girl.

"Little girl, what grade are you in?" The old man took the pickle and asked.

"Fourth grade." The little girl was a little shy, and Gao Chen silently observed the old man's every move.

The old man sandwiched the pickles and said as gently as possible, "Help me pack seven bottles of millet porridge, forty big buns, and an egg scones, which is 100 yuan for your parents." ”

Gao Chen watched and took a sip gently, the action of drinking the soup was almost exactly the same as the old man's action, and the little girl looked at him strangely.

Then he picked up pickles, ate wowotou, and carried out the actions he had just recorded step by step, and the old man left step by step with his things after eating.

But Gao Chen heard the voice of the proprietress.

"This old man is so smart, every time he helps someone carry something, we have to take care of his meal, twenty-two lunches at noon, a total of four hundred and forty yuan, is it a little too little for him to give four hundred."

The cook's husband said, "Don't worry so much, the new house is not a bricklayer plastering, this master has good skills, we will invite them to eat a good meal at that time, settle the matter, and strive to get the house done before the New Year, and you can move into the city after the spring next year." ”

"What do you say? Am I stingy? This old man earns more than 100,000 yuan a year, why do you think he is reluctant to eat even a bun? The proprietress said in her voice.

"The beast tide is terrible, I heard that after the beast tide, the whole family went out alone, and the two sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren of the family ......"

Gao Chen was silent, and the couple were also silent, pedestrians rushed in and took breakfast and left, pedestrians at work, and students and workers who got up early.

The little girl who helps her family, the dishes and chopsticks, and the hard-working guy, the changes in their expressions are all in Gao Chen's eyes, memory is a thing that will be forgotten if you ignore it, and if you think about the past, you will find that a person's life seems to be just a moment.

Only the frozen past is in memory, and the hopeful future is not visible in the eyes of adults, only the last stubbornness is supported, and the endless rush for those few taels of silver.

"Huiya, you go and write your homework first, and your mother will wash the dishes."

Gao Chen chewed his head carefully, ate pickles, and tried to find the feeling that he could better fit into the atmosphere.

The little girl took her schoolbag, ran to sit down opposite Gao Chen's seat with a smile, wiped the table with a rag, took out a few books of Advanced Olympiad questions, and carefully calculated with the draft.

Gao Chen looked at the topic seriously, the flight power propulsion speed of the seventh series of battleships of the Star Ocean was x light-years per second, four hundred light-years away from Sirius, and the accurate arrival time was forty minutes and twenty seconds.

Find the average speed per second of the star-ocean battleship.

The little girl counted very seriously, suddenly looked up and asked with a smile, "Uncle, will you?" Teach me that I want to protect my mom and dad and become a great inventor. ”

Gao Chen looked at it seriously, imitating the old man's tone and explained, "It is known that the distance of one light year is about 94.6 trillion kilometers, and the distance between Sirius and Dragon King is about 37,840 trillion kilometers, and the arrival time is converted into 2420 seconds,............

The little girl calculated carefully, and finally smiled and said, "Uncle, I know how to do the last step, but the smell on your body is very special, and there is no smell of sweat emitted by other uncles, how did you do it?" ”

Gao Chen listened and replied with a smile, "Take a bath frequently, it will be fragrant." ”

Gao Chen carefully observed the people passing by, and at the same time understood his own shortcomings, carefully changed, progressed, and learned, don't underestimate life, life is full of teachers.

At the same time, I also understand the meaning of the ghost hand inheritance, life is full of wisdom, the second generation of the patriarch is definitely a ghost talent, although it is considered to have betrayed the orthodoxy, but the fusion of ten thousand family exercises to create their own method, is definitely a generation of great people through the ages.

It's just that compared to Qin Shi, the reputation is even more unbearable.

One destroys the Hundred Families for the sake of my Dao, and the other is also for his own ancient martial arts, so as to challenge Baijia to steal the technique, and fuse it into his own Dao to teach future generations, both of them have their own Dao walking.

And there are hundreds of schools of thought, which can be passed down to this day, and the inheritance has not been broken for thousands of years, and it is also a tenacious master.