After the winter solstice, the north wind howls, the cold snap rolls in, and the temperature drops sharply. As the saying goes, small cold pickles, big cold pickled meat. At this time, it had just entered the Xiaohan solar term, and the old lady hurriedly urged the old man to go into the city to buy meat.

At six o'clock, the sun had not yet woken up from its slumber, and the old couple got up quickly and got up to make breakfast. After cleaning up, the old lady took out a wad of money from under the pillow, counted five brand-new tickets and handed them to the old man: "The people in the village say that pork is cheap in the city, you can also go and take a look." ”

"Hmm." The old man responded to the old lady's words, "I heard that pork is fifteen yuan a catty, and if it is really like the price they said, I will cut the meat for five hundred yuan." ”

The old lady thought about it for a while, and then took out three more changes: "These twenty yuan is the round-trip fare, give you ten yuan more, and keep you to buy a bowl of hot noodle soup!" ”

The old man folded the banknote in half into his trouser pocket, put a fertilizer bag in his hand, said hello to his wife, and gently led the courtyard door, stepped on the narrow cement road and went straight to the direction of the road.

A few sparse poles of light emitted a faint glow, and the sporadic sounds of chickens and dogs barking scattered in the courtyard lanes of the village. The sky and the earth were still foggy, the dead grass at his feet shook slightly, the northwest wind was blowing through, he hurriedly straightened the brim of his hat, and pulled the fertilizer bag to his armpit, his arms bent tightly clamped the pocket, his hands in his pockets, stomped his feet, and shrunk his neck, still feeling cold.

The east begins to lighten, the glow of the street lamps fades away, and the sound of people and traffic wakes up the beginning of a new day. Bus No. 366 runs between the village and the city, blowing cool breezes in summer and heating in winter, so it's comfortable to sit and the price is very reasonable. The old man found a place by the window, half sat and half reclined, and exhaled and snored without much effort. An hour later, when the car arrived at Qiaobei Station, the old man woke up slightly, and he yawned and followed everyone to get off the train.

Turning the first half of the enclosure is the huge vegetable market, he has been here many times, and Dao'er remembers it clearly. Chicken, duck, fish, beef, mutton, dog, rabbit, and some meat that he can't name are everywhere. The dripping vegetables and fruits are stacked neatly, pulled in the car, piled on the ground, and packed in bags.

It was still early, the old man took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, and suddenly heard someone arguing in his ear: "It's a fight!" There's a fight over there! ”

The old man exhaled softly a mouthful of smoke, and after taking a deep breath, he put the cigarette butt between his fingers and looked not far away. There was a sound of "bang", and a strong man fell down in response, and the old man immediately threw away half of his cigarette and approached in a few steps. It seems to be real, the man who fell turned over and stood up from the ground, and instantly gathered enough strength to fly towards the chest socket of the man who had just kicked him, the other party screamed, fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth were already bright red when he fluttered up.

"Yikes!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Good boy! I'm fighting with you today! He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took off his down jacket and threw it on the ground, and then took off the black fanny pack tied around his waist and threw it on the ground.

"Why do you want to play with me too?" The man also took off his bloated cotton clothes.

"I'm going to kill you!" The blood-soaked man shook his fists and kicks a few times, as if he had some scruples in his heart, turned his head and picked up the waist bag on the ground, he quickly glanced at the crowd, went straight to the old man and ordered him in a stiff tone: "You take it!" After I'm done, you'll pay me back! ”

The old man instinctively took the waist bag, and suddenly felt a heat in his heart: this bag looked usual, and he found that the bag sank down when he held it in his hand, and it was hard to touch it through the bag, and it felt thicker and thicker, and it was basically the same length as the middle finger. There were only two zipper pulls on the bag, and they were firmly locked together by a combination lock the size of a fingernail, and they couldn't move. He concluded that there must be a stack of bills in his bag, and if it was a banknote, at least fifty thousand! Fifty thousand? I'm afraid it will take me two years to earn this money, how good it would be if I had this bag on my own!

His eyes were rolling around, his brain was flying, and the two men at this time had already scuffled together. What should I do? The old man was ruthless, and he quietly retreated outside the crowd.

"Ahh

"It's bleeding, you have to call the police!"

The two men fought more and more, and the crowd began to riot. If you don't leave at this time, what are you waiting for? The old man put his waist bag into his fertilizer pocket, folded it casually, and hugged it to his chest and went straight to the station gate, where a private car drove towards him.

The old man beckoned the driver to stop, "Comrade, can I go to the village?" ”

The owner waved at him and drove into the pit stop.

"His grandmother's!" After swearing, he had already walked out of the station gate.

"Old man, do you want a car?" A man with a foreign accent took off his sunglasses and greeted him: "My car is going anywhere!" ”

"I go to Wangzhuang Village, and I go all the way north to Wangzhuang Village."

"I'll drive the navigation, you get in the car!" The driver opened the passenger door for him and immediately put on his sunglasses. The old man sat still, his hands still on his chest, and asked, "How much?" ”

"I don't charge much, five hundred." The car started quickly.

"Five hundred? No way! You're robbing people? ”

"Okay, you're too expensive, then I'll send you back." As he spoke, the driver turned the head of the train in the direction of the station.

"Can't go back!" The old man pressed the steering wheel, "Okay, five hundred is five hundred!" Hurry up, I'll have something to do when I go back! ”

The driver slammed on the accelerator and the wind was blowing. After a few minutes, the old man let go of his pocket and stretched his waist and legs slightly, he just wanted to open the fertilizer pocket to see what was going on.

The driver scolded: "Old man, there are photo probes all the way, if you move around, you will be deducted points and fined by the traffic police!" After saying that, the driver increased the accelerator.

"Oh." The old man clutched the fertilizer pocket and didn't move.

The car was running on the road, and after more than 20 minutes, the driver arrived at the bus stop designated by the old man, and the old man took out five tickets and paid the fare.

After a little trotting, not daring to stop for a moment, the old man rushed into his yard, closed the courtyard door, plunged into the house again, and poured out his waist bag from his pocket. He found a hammer and pointed it at the combination lock, and hammered it several times.

Suddenly, his excited expression suddenly froze, and his enthusiasm dropped to freezing point: it turned out that there were neatly stacked newspapers in his waist bag. He didn't give up tearing open the newspaper, and the inside was still a crumpled old newspaper.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? ”

"Bang bang" two knocks on the door, "Open the door!" ”

The old man opened the courtyard door and replied angrily: "What are you yelling about?" You call the soul! ”

"People said you were running home in a hurry, I thought something was wrong?"

"What's wrong? Can't you hope for something better? ”

"What about pork? Where did the pork you cut go? "The old lady started looking for pork outside the courtyard of the house.

"Whew!" The old man yelled at her, "What pork? Don't mention the word 'pork' in the future! ”

The hot pot was tumbling, and the man took off his sunglasses and put a piece of boiled beef shutter on the plate.

The man who threw the bag drank half a glass of beer and glanced at him: "Big brother, how much money do we earn today?" ”

"Two thousand eight!"

"Ahh Another man exclaimed, "Why are there so many? ”

"An old man is five hundred, a woman is five hundred, and there is a man who goes to Qingliang Village, I am too far away, so I will accept him one thousand."

"Would he like a thousand dollars?"

"He thought he had 50,000 in his bag!"

"How do you know?"

"He asked me, how thick is 50,000? I said, stacking them together is about the same height as your fingers! ”

The man who threw the bag was puzzled: "These three people add up to only two thousand?" ”

"You're all over the go! It's the Spring Festival, and I'm taking a few individual passengers with me on the way back. ”

"But, brother, it doesn't feel good like this......"

"What's so bad about it, who makes them greedy! If they are not greedy and only give us bags, we can't do anything to them. He put down his chopsticks and continued: "Then again, if there is really money in the bag, it is the operation fee of the elderly, the child's tuition fee, the procurement fee, and the hard-earned money of others...... So what? ”

"But that's what you're saying."

"Well, I remember, do you still have that 'blood bag' in your mouth?"

"Don't worry, big brother, there's a lot of that stuff!"

"Good! Don't say it, come on, do it! He filled all three of them with beer.

"Come on, do it! Done! They raised their glasses at the same time.