He probably understood what the foreman meant, and nodded lightly.

When the foreman saw that he agreed, he quickly pulled him to the big ship at Pier No. 2. "Now, it's only half an hour, it's troublesome. If you move too much, I'll give you twenty copper dollars more. ”

The interior of the ship is stacked with timber and half-visors. When the sun is in the sky, the sun is splashing, and it does not shine on the gloom.

In the prime of life, he lifted the long log again and again, and went back and forth between the wharf and the cargo ship again and again, and within half a moment, he sweated like raindrops.

The sweat soaked through his robes, and the stench emanated from the hem of his robe as the wind and sun blew it.

"I've seen your robe in the new department store, isn't it cheap?" The worker worked with him to move two pieces of timber and then returned to the cargo ship to carry new timber.

The new department store is very expensive, and the workers occasionally bring their daughters-in-law in to have a look, although in the end they are reluctant to buy anything. As for the dock workers who appeared here wearing the clothes of the new department store, it was even more unusual.

When the prime man heard the word 'robe', he looked down at his clothes, and then there was a long silence.

Seeing that he was silent, the worker laughed at him and said, "Stuffy gourd." ”

All the timber on the ship was finally removed, and the cargo ship blew its horn and drove away.

Although it was only half an hour, the heavy wood had already bent the waist of the prime of life. His waist was tired, and he lined up in line to the foreman to ask for wages.

The foreman saw that he was trying his best to move the goods, and in just half an hour, he seemed to be ten years old, and he took care of his hard work, and made an exception and gave 140 copper yuan.

Seven copper dollars of 20 Wen, a total of 140 copper dollars in his hand, turned out to be just a few sparse rounds.

The prime man took the money, left the dock quickly, and ran to the new department store.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the brilliance of the shroud had faded somewhat.

The jewelry container at the front of the new department store was still shining brightly, and he walked to the container and stretched out his finger to point to the crystal butterfly hairpin in the center.

"Big brother, do you want this crystal butterfly hairpin? You have a good eye, this style is the most fashionable at the moment! Would you like to give it to your daughter or your wife? If it's for your daughter, we'll put it in a pink box, and if it's for your wife, we'll help you pack it in a red box. The salesperson said.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and smiled at the salesman, his eyes ignorant.

"It seems that you didn't buy it for your daughter or your wife, big brother. Is it a gift? Then I suggest you go for the blue box. The salesperson pulled out a few small delicate boxes from the bottom of the container, and then prepared to put the butterfly hairpin into the blue box.

Seeing this, he immediately stretched out his hand to block it, and then pointed to the red box beside him.

"Big brother, do you prefer red boxes?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken, the salesman guessed in his heart that he was a mute.

He nodded.

The red color is warm, like the red maple falling from the corner of the alley.

The salesman wrapped the card and said, "It's five silver dollars, thank you." ”

He understands that money needs to be exchanged for things. He took out seven copper plates from his pocket and put them in the palm of the salesman's hand.

"Customer, it's five silver dollars, you ...... There are only one hundred and forty copper dollars. It's a lot worse, eighteen copper plates. The salesman's face was slightly gloomy.

When he heard this, he scratched his head, not very understanding.

"Well, big brother, you can pick something else. But this butterfly hairpin can't be given to you. You might as well take a look at the wooden combs here, the middle three in this row only cost 140 copper dollars. The salesperson said.

He blinked, but didn't react.

"Why don't you choose this wooden comb, there are butterflies on it." The salesperson pulls out a delicate wooden comb from the container, the beams of which are carved with butterflies.

He finally realized that the price of everything was different. He only had enough copper dollars to buy a wooden comb.

He had no choice but to nod.

The salesman wrapped the wooden comb in red paper and handed it to him.

He took the wooden comb and finally smiled comfortably on his face. He walked briskly out of the new department store.

Scattered raindrops fell from the sky, dark clouds gathered on the top, and the long wind was cold, making the people on the streets who had changed into their single clothes shiver because of the warm noon. At this moment, it seems that winter has entered early.

Jiang appeared in the rain not late, and she was followed by a man in his prime, holding an umbrella for her.

When he saw Jiang, it was not too late, and his footsteps stopped.

At this time, Jiang Butai happened to raise his eyes and saw the man in the robe in the smoke and rain.

The man was dressed in a light gray robe, with a few white hairs standing on his sideburns, his cheeks were flabby, and his round eyes and high nose were still protruding.

"Isn't that the robe I bought at the new department store?" Jiang Butai looked at his face that was very similar to that of a young man, and many matters in his mind were suddenly connected.

The teenager who appeared in the dead end was wearing the same clothes as the child next to the car, and they had the same ignorant eyes and the same mouth.

The middle-aged man standing in the smoke and rain was wearing the same light gray robe as the boy, and had the same ignorant eyes and handsome facial features as the boy.

Is it the same thing for an abandoned baby, a naked boy, a dedicated teenager, and a middle-aged man with gray hair on his sideburns?

"Zheng Junli, I seem to have found that person." Jiang Buwan froze in place and muttered.

Her voice was so small that it was so small that Zheng Junli could hardly determine whether Jiang Buwan was talking to him or talking to himself.

Zheng Junli could only follow Jiang Fei's gaze and looked at the man who was standing like a bronze statue in the wind and rain.

"Is that him?" Zheng Junli frowned in confusion. "Didn't you say that we were looking for a handsome young man in a light gray robe?"

No matter how Zheng Junli looked, he couldn't see the youthfulness on the man's face.

The willow leaves are withered and yellow, and the weeping branches turn into whips, fluttering on the man's shoulders and backs in the wind.

The dark clouds dispersed the thick ink, and the smoke and rain turned into light mist, as if dyeing the golden city into a black and white photograph in a hazy way.

The man is dressed in gray and completely blends into this black-and-white photo.

He walked slowly to Jiang Buwan's side and took out a small red paper package from his sleeve.

The blazing red broke the dull black and white, making all the soothing heartbeats become rapid.

"What is this?" Jiang lowered his eyes and carefully unwrapped the red paper package in his hand, and then carefully opened it.

Inside is a wooden comb.

The spine of the wooden comb is carved with butterflies fluttering and flying towards endless freedom.

"Sense..... Thank. He struggled to squeeze out those two words.

"Thanks?" Jiang Bu later remembered that when the two of them were in the new department store in the morning, a young couple thanked him for the gift of a butterfly hairpin, and the wife even kissed her husband on the cheek.

Could it be that he kissed her on the cheek at that time just because he wanted to thank Jiang Butai for buying him snacks and clothes?

Later, the young wife also bought her husband baked cakes as a gift in return.

So, he also learned from that wife and bought her a return gift?

Jiang Butai could finally be completely sure at this moment that the middle-aged man in front of her was the young man she had met earlier.

But why, did it only take him half a day to grow from a baby to a middle-aged man?

So strange, is he a demon? Or a ghost? But he obviously has neither demonic nor ghostly energy on him.

"What's your name? Where did it come from? Jiang asked him no later than later.

He stared at Jiang Butai's closed mouth, as if he was trying to understand her words.

He didn't know his name or where he came from, so he just shook his head.

He pushed the butterfly comb into Jiang Butai's arms.

Jiang Buyi was not happy and accepted the wooden comb. "Thank you for the gift, but you shouldn't have any money on you, how did you get this wooden comb?"

He blinked, and then began to gesture to Jiang Butai.

He stretched out his arms and rowed a long river, and the void was compared to a cargo ship, and then he carried things.

"He must have gone to the docks to do a day job." Zheng Junli easily understood his analogy.

Jiang Bu was not late and suddenly realized.

As time passed, his figure became more and more rickety.

The twilight is slowing down, and it's about to fall into the night. His temples were white, and there were dark spots on his face.

Zheng Junli instinctively took a step back, shocked.

This man has grown old in just a few moments.

"If it goes on like this, you won't ......" Jiang Butai had seen him change from a baby to a young man, and a middle-aged man to an old man. The end of a person's life is a dead word. Is his end also death?

As night fell, the wind and rain stopped.

The skin of the person in front of him was wrinkled, his eyeballs were slightly convex, and he was more than half a foot shorter than before.

"How can I save you?" Jiang Buwan grabbed his wrist in a trance, and there was always a bad premonition in his heart.

He shook his head, as if sensing something unusual, and he withdrew his hand and slowly retreated.

When Jiang Buwan stretched out his hand to him again, his body suddenly contracted, and in an instant, it turned into a cloud of powder, passed through Jiang Buwan's fingers, and then dissipated with the wind, and there was no trace.

"This ......" Zheng Junli was speechless, he couldn't describe the scene that was happening in front of him at the moment, and he couldn't express his mood at the moment.

Demons and monsters, strange things, very strange.

Jiang Buwan's pupils were slightly dilated, and his mind kept echoing the situation of waving his hand and slapping him. Perhaps, one night in the future, she will wake up from her dream and realize that she should die.

Alas, she shouldn't have slapped him, she should have taken him to some interesting places, not just wandering the streets! She should have given him a name!

After endless self-blame, Jiang Buwan's mind resurfaced the novelty in his eyes when he saw the dim sum and robe.

Jiang was stunned, she had never thought that her ordinary day would become another person's magnificent life.

Life is like a dream, life and death are twilight, but that's it.

"Well, where did the man go? I've been looking for a day, but I haven't found it. Yang Mingdong and Tang Jian came here panting and joined Jiang Buwan and Zheng Junli.

"No need to look for it. I can't find it anymore. Jiang said stupidly.

"What about the human teeth? If you don't find that person, how can you catch people's teeth? "Tang Jian still wants to make meritorious contributions.

"From beginning to end, it is estimated that there will be no one teeth." Zheng Junli said helplessly.

"Huh?" Tang Jian clutched his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his cheeks.

His tense body suddenly relaxed, and it was dark for a moment, and he collapsed to the ground, no longer conscious.