I saw that Zhou Song was still in the mirror. The scene I saw was no different from what Yunfei showed me just now - Zhou Song was holding a woven bag in his left hand and a rake wrapped in thick wire in his right hand, rummaging through things in the garbage heap. The Wind Gentleman was probably taken aback when he saw the scene in the mirror, stunned for a second, and then flicked his fingers. This illusory mirror suddenly and silently shattered, turning into fine light and shadow, and the wall was still the same as before.

"Why is the mirror broken? I haven't seen it yet!"

Feng Junzi: "This round mirror is not for you to comb your hair! It's okay for the light and shadow to flash, you don't always play there! Otherwise, no one can stand it!"

The reminder of the Wind Gentleman reminds me of an experience I once had. That's when I just learned the "Three Dreams of the World**", I heard that after the Yin God came out of the dream, there was a staring eye through the eyes, and I watched this perspective and that for more than an hour. As a result, the next day, I was dizzy and almost couldn't get out of bed. Later, Feng Junzi told me that fortunately, I was in a dream, and the consumption of Yin God and Divine Qi was very weak, otherwise I would have been in trouble like this, and I would have been sent directly to the hospital.

Feng Junzi said to himself again: "How could Zhou Song go to dig through the garbage? Such a clean person, last time I borrowed his eraser to wipe it dirty, he also used a knife to cut off a piece of it...... Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know what else I want to ask you. ”

"I knew that place was a garbage dump in the east of the city...... Let's go and see! Let's go and see. ”

If there is a word on a person's forehead, then Shang Yunfei's head must have "don't ask about idle things", and the head of the wind gentleman must have "love to join in the fun". Feng Junzi pulled me to go to the garbage dump in the east of the city to see Zhou Song's tatters.

To be honest, when I first saw Zhou Song rummaging in the garbage heap, I couldn't figure out anything. But as I walked on the road, I gradually figured it out, and after I figured it out, I didn't want to go. Zhou Song certainly has no hobby for garbage, and his behavior is to "pick up waste" or "pick up waste". If in more than ten years, it is normal for the garbage dump to have an army of waste pickers, and even a garbage village can be displayed around the garbage dump. However, although the economy of Wucheng in the 90s was not as prosperous as it was more than ten years later, there were really few people who specialized in picking waste at that time, and I didn't expect it for a while.

Of course, the purpose of picking up the rags is not to collect, but to sell them at the recycling station for money. In this way, I am afraid that there is something wrong at his family, or it is very difficult financially, and Zhou Song has to use this method to find two pocket money. In fact, when I used to have free time at home, I often went up the mountain to dig winter bamboo shoots, beat walnuts, peel chestnuts, pick hawthorns, and went to the kiln to move bricks during holidays, just to earn two dollars to subsidize the family. These are actually more difficult than picking up waste, but there is no way, and children from poor families grow up like this.

The children in the city are probably not as good as the children in the mountains in this respect, and there are no such tasks to do in the city. At that time, the society was not like more than ten years later, high school students did not have the opportunity to work part-time, such as when I met Sister Han and asked me to help in a noodle restaurant, this situation is very rare. Zhou Song ran to the garbage dump to pick up waste, and from his point of view, it was probably the best way he could think of at a young age.

As for why Zhou Song loves cleanliness so much (I didn't know the word cleanliness at the time. It may seem paradoxical, but it is understandable that it is due to an almost distorted self-esteem. Nowadays, there are many people from poor backgrounds who have a little achievement in the big city, and they will more or less have this kind of mentality, that is, they are afraid that others will look down on them. This kind of psychology has advantages and disadvantages, the advantage is that this kind of person is more self-motivated, and the disadvantage is that he is too sensitive when interacting with others, and it is easy to think that he is hurt inexplicably. In fact, I used to have a little bit of this mentality, such as not having new clothes to wear during the Chinese New Year, and I felt uncomfortable with other children. But I didn't show as strong or even alienated as Zhou Song, and as I grew older, especially after learning the Dao, this mentality completely faded.

I wanted to persuade the gentleman to stop watching the excitement, but I didn't know how to explain it to him. He dragged him all the way to the east of the city, through the farmers' market, and then to the outskirts of the city. The two of us slipped through a bush and saw a garbage dump in front of us. At that time, the economy of Wucheng was not up to the same level, and there were not as many domestic garbage as later, and there was only such a large garbage dump in the whole city. The piles of garbage are more than one person high, emitting a pungent smell, and my feet feel soft, and I don't know what to step on.

I used to practice the practice of impure meditation, and I don't feel any discomfort in this dirty state. The Wind Gentleman was different, he covered his nose and was careful with every step, obviously disliking this place. But that's it, he still has to go to see the excitement. turned around the two piles of garbage and saw Zhou Song from a distance, he was still buried in what he was rummaging there.

When the wind gentleman saw Zhou Song, he was about to greet him forward, so I quickly grabbed him, dragged him behind the garbage heap, and whispered to dissuade him: "Feng gentleman, don't go over, it's best not to let him see us." ”

"Why? Everybody came and asked him what was going on. The Wind Gentleman asked a little puzzled.

"Think for yourself, if you come to school with all the clothes you wear every day. On Sunday, you secretly ran to the garbage heap to pick up the waste, are you embarrassed to let your classmates see it?"

The Wind Gentleman blinked his eyes and looked at his expression, a little suddenly realized. In fact, Feng Junzi is almost the smartest one I have ever met, I heard that he won the first place in the Wucheng Youth Intellectual Contest when he was in the fifth grade of primary school (Mr. Zhang inquired about the information). The more I came into contact with the gentleman, at first I felt mysterious, and then gradually realized that he was indeed a child, and did not behave normally as a young man. A master is a master, a boy is a teenager, which is clearly reflected in him. He is very intelligent, high-means, but he is not steady, and it is indeed impossible for him to be stable and old at this age.

For example, Zhou Song's mentality at this time has not been experienced by the gentleman in his life, and he has not been exposed to such a situation, and if he doesn't understand it, he really doesn't understand. But his cleverness is that as soon as I say it, he probably understands. He took my hand and retreated behind the bushes on the edge of the dump. Whispered to me: "It seems that his family is having a hard time, is there any way to help him?...... Don't you still have 2,000 yuan there, Ishino, lend him it!"

As soon as this gentleman changed his mind, he actually began to make up my mind. In fact, I now have a house and a shop in the city, and although I don't have any substantial income yet, I have already entered a well-off situation. Although I didn't spend the two thousand yuan, I didn't care so much psychologically, even if I gave it to Zhou Song, it was nothing. But that can't be done.

What a strong sense of self is that a person rummaging through the garbage can sit spotlessly in a classroom as soon as he turns around. For this kind of person, you give him money for no reason, it is obvious to pity him, it is the same as slapping him in the face, not only will he not want it, but he will hate you. I patiently explained my thoughts to the gentleman, and the gentleman also felt that it made sense, and the two of us hid in the bushes and watched Zhou Song rummage through the garbage, but we didn't come up with any good solutions for a while.