In a noon day, from the school to the street outside, to Guo Chun's house, from Guo Chun's house, and then to the way to the school, Bao Guowei felt as if he was shuttling through different worlds several times.

The scene I saw along the way was really unsightly, and there were many children walking around outside wearing crotch cloths.

The number of people stealing things has increased: those who don't steal money, they don't steal food, they start stealing clothes, they take scissors when people are not looking, they see how they tear other people's clothes, and they get some fabric to take away.

……

Chengxi Avenue, the road is wide, and there are all kinds of tall trees standing on both sides: red leaves, yellow leaves, and green leaves.

The autumn wind was strong, the leaves were fluttering, and the faint sun was hidden by the canopy of trees, which was a little dull.

The rickshaw driver, Wang Yanzi, wore a thin cloth shirt and pulled the foreign cart the sparsely populated avenue, humming and wearing rough clothes.

Although he was sweating on his body, he was a little happy in his heart: although he was young and had the strength to be a first-class coachman, his qualifications were not enough after all, and he had nothing to do with the steward, so he couldn't find a good job.

But this time, an old man in a hat personally ordered him and told the two students to go to the west of the city and go to the new-style school.

He rarely came to this place, and when he saw the students dressed in luxurious clothes on the road, Wang Yanzi was a little excited—although he always mixed with the group of old coachmen who opened their mouths and closed their mouths to "fuck", Wang Yanzi always wanted to be a little more civil.

The most important thing is to choose a good name for yourself, don't let people call you a nephew, but it costs money to find a gentleman - this money is unjustly spent.

Wang Yuzi pulled the car hard, in all directions, in order to make the two students sitting behind him more comfortable, the car wheeled on the red maple, yellow and green leaves, and made a regular clicking sound.

Pricking up his ears, the young coachman slowed down a little to hear the students chatting on the road, hoping to hear a good word for his name.

"East ......"

A male voice came, the first word was east, Wang Yuzi fell in love with this word at a glance, and decided to bring an east to his name: Wang Dong or something, it sounds good.

"Toyo's Yoko Clothing Shop has a new winter coat, and I'm going to buy a few more."

After hearing what the voice was talking about, Wang Yanzi shook his head, no, no.

"There are a lot of British shops in the west of the city, and there are also winter suits for suits, so it's better to buy them there."

"If you want me to say, in fact, it is enough to wear a thicker woolen sweater, too many winter coats are thick and big, and they are uncomfortable to wear."

"Makes sense."

“……”

……

Wang listened for a while, and most of the students were talking about winter clothes, and some were talking about adding a new stove to their home, and always boiling hot water when bathing.

However, Wang Yuzi felt that what these people talked about was too far from his own life, and it really didn't match: for many winters, he lived on a short shirt, and in winter, he had to fall asleep with other people, which was called "huddling for warmth".

When it comes to the cold of winter, Wang Yuzi has long been used to it, but he always has something that he can't forget: in the winter of three years ago, he woke up and found that the sleeping partner in his arms had frozen to death.

Of course, there is another interesting fact that cannot be forgotten.

One winter, it was very cold, very cold, and many people froze to death, and at that time I was not very old, and I was fighting everywhere in a panic, and when I fled alone, I went into a hidden and dilapidated thatched hut to keep warm, and there were many people in it.

When there are more people, it is warmer, but when there are more people, it is easy to get sick.

At first, there was a man who had a cough, and the room was full of people who couldn't sleep at night, so they threw him out, but within a few days most of the room was coughing, feverish, and runny nose.

Wang's nephew escaped by chance: the disease did not seem to have any effect on him.

There is no village in front of the village, no shop behind, and no one dares to brave the cold wind to leave this hut. Many of them soon fell ill and died, and their clothes were stripped of and hung out for a day before being worn on young and strong men.

Later, an old man with a dead child patted his chest in front of everyone and said that he had found a way to keep out the cold in winter:

Find a shovel, go outside, find a place to bury yourself, fill in the soil, this is a big quilt, cover the soil, cover it and it will be hot!

Everyone laughed at the man for being crazy, but Wang felt that the man was really crazy, and when he got up at night, he saw the old man walking out alone in the night and never came back.

"Click, click."

The wheels of the car crushed the pile of leaves on the ground, and when they reached the maple field, the yellow leaves made a fragmenting sound, pulling the coachman's thoughts back.

Wang Yanzi listened to several students chatting on the road again: I didn't hear any good words, and I couldn't make names.

So he lowered his head and looked closely at the ground, discerning the dazzling pile of leaves to see if there was any cash left on the ground by the students.

Picking up money is a big source of income for rickshaw drivers, who always walk around the city and walk a lot, so they can naturally pick up some copper plates at two ends in three days.

If you can accumulate over time, it is not difficult to earn a few more days of chewing grain in a year.

If you can pick up a copper plate, you can also have more security for the future, pick up a dime, you can have a sweet dream, pick up a dollar, it is a great joy to kowtow to the ancestral tablet, but Wang Yuzi feels that he may not be able to find the ancestral tablet.

……

"Bao Guowei, did you really just wipe Si Dankang? Is it like this? ”

Sitting on the rickshaw, Guo Chun stared at the face of the person next to him, still a little shocked by the change in Bao Guowei's appearance: Why is Si Dankang so handsome after wiping a little? Didn't you really put on some alabaster or anything like that?

"Yes, I just wiped a little bit of Si Dangkang, and nothing else moved."

Bao Guowei touched his hair: smooth and supple, even in the autumn breeze, the hairstyle did not produce the slightest mess.

It is really worthy of Si Dankang, the king of head oil.

Guo Chun took a closer look at Bao Guowei's face: it really hasn't changed, but the hair on the front stands up, lining the original round face like a goose egg face, but it's a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Approaching the gate of Xinxue, a soldier waved on the road, which meant that the car could not pass any further.

The rickshaw driver slowly and steadily put down the handlebars, turned his head to wipe his sweat with his hands, and smiled at Bao Guowei.

"Here we are."

Probably because of the improvement of his temperament after wiping Si Dankang, in the eyes of the coachman, Bao Guowei is obviously more noble than Guo Chun.

Bao Guowei subconsciously nodded at him, and saw the coachman panting: sweating all over, steaming up, making people feel hot when they saw them, but the coachman was wearing a thin and short shirt, and the cold autumn wind blew and took away the sweat that evaporated from his body, which made people feel cold at first glance.

"Hard."

"What?"

Wang Yuzi suspected that he had heard it wrong, he had traveled from south to north, learned a lot of vocabulary, black words, been praised, and been scolded, but in this life, no one had ever said this word to him.

"Hard."

Wang Yanzi heard clearly what the person in front of him was talking about this time.

This time, he heard a word that suited him, and he was a student in a dress, a talent, and a Wenqu star!

This time, the young coachman made up his mind and named himself "Hard Work", and henceforth "Wang Hard Work".

Picking up the handlebars of the rickshaw, Wang Yanzi, now called Wang Hard, stepped on the road to the car, his legs became more and more vigorous, and his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, at first it was a trot, and then it turned into a gallop.

The king had worked hard to get a new name, made up a smooth mouth for himself, and shouted in a low voice:

"I said that the king is hard, but you are not hard! The champion talent praises you, the king works hard! You're not hard! Young and strong! ”