Even an elderly man has his past, but I didn’t expect that this old man who sells newspapers was actually a paradise.
I helped the old man selling the newspaper up and stuffed the money to him, but the old man said he didn't want anything and insisted on picking up the newspapers scattered on the ground one by one. A newspaper shelf was also broken. The old man touched his broken leg and said, "How can I sell newspapers tomorrow?"
I said, buy whatever you should buy, and this money is what you should get.
The old man touched the newspaper and said, "Don't take ill-gotten wealth."
There was an old sister among the crowd who had already bent down, picked up the scattered newspapers, and handed them to the old man. At this time, I don’t know who shouted, let’s buy all the remaining newspapers, so the elderly have to stand here to sell them. So, everyone went through the messy newspapers, and instantly disappeared. But the old man stuffed a lot of money in his hands.
The old man said, this is not good, this is not good.
I gave the money everyone gave to the old man, even though the old man kept ruling. It was already quite late, and I told the old man, why don’t I take you home? The old man who sold the newspaper didn't say anything, and I bought him a dinner so he could eat it after he got home.
When I arrived at the old man’s home, it was indeed poverty that limited my imagination. His home is located near Shenyang Station. It is an old military house. Although it is not new, the structure of the house is the most popular three-bedroom and one living room type. I was surprised when a blind man selling newspapers could have such a big house, the old man spoke up. Come in, I'm a little surprised. After saying that, he handed me a cup of tea, and it was already cleaned up.
The old man said, child, tell you exactly, should you call me grandma?
I was surprised. My grandma has long been gone. Why did I recognize her for no reason? The old man saw the clues and told me slowly, "I've seen it long ago, you are a righteous child, let me tell you the truth, I'm not blind at all."
I realized at this time. As soon as I entered the door, I felt something was wrong. I just didn’t remember why his invisible eyes were wearing myopic glasses? This is a mysterious person.
The old man who sold the newspaper just now disappeared, and the one who talked to me became an old lady. However, I could see from her dark and thin face that she was not ordinary domineering.
The old man who sold the newspapers was wrong, but the old lady who sold the newspapers added a cup of tea to me and returned to her kind appearance just now. I asked, what was going on? Didn’t you just sell newspapers at the entrance of the hotel? Why did you suddenly become a different world, and why did you become a person even change your gender?
The old lady showed a strange smile, which scared me to my scalp. Fortunately, I don’t do anything bad, and I’m not afraid of ghosts calling me. She continued, if you are interested, just sit in my house for a while, anyway, there are no other outsiders at home.
I looked around. Apart from the room full of mahogany furniture, there was really no breath in her house except for a few cats. This increased my curiosity and I asked, what should I call you?
Just call me Grandma Du, my surname is Du. To be honest, the buildings in this unit are mine. These properties plus renting are enough for you to save for several lifetimes.
I thought so, what can I do? I just acted loyally and was so old, so I really didn’t consider the consequences. However, I don’t want to take the liberty to disturb this paradise. Isn’t there a saying that “There is a small person hidden in the mountains and the big person hidden in the market”. Could it be that the old lady who sells newspapers is actually the legendary great hermit? I am glad that I did not make any mistakes tonight.
Am I too presumptuous? Not only did I enter someone’s house, but I also chatted with this ladies in a decent manner. I said, Du Mi, I wish I could be blunt. I just said that the younger generation had never met a pastor, so I offended and used to it.However, you are really a master. It’s a bit too fake to play an old man selling newspapers, and it has deceived so many people into sympathizing with me. Isn’t this a bit too much?
The old lady not only wasn't angry, but also felt complacent. She continued, if you listen to my story, you might not be so strange.
has come to this point. I just wanted to get up and leave. I really want to hear it and see how tall this paradise is.
The old lady changed her pitiful look when she was selling newspapers at the entrance of the hotel, but instead crossed her legs on the sofa and lit a cigarette seriously, without asking me whether I could smoke or not. I felt a little embarrassed to be in the rashness at the entrance of the hotel just now, and I felt a little embarrassed to come. Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and the old lady was not seen.
The old lady said, I'll tell you a story.
"There are several places in the entire South Station where you have made a fortune. One is around Shenyang South Station, and the passengers who move to the South Station make a living. They are blind people. There are three groups of people in the blind station, one of which comes from Mudanjiang , which specializes in small hotels. At the exit, there are several women who always hold a sign and ask if they stay in a hotel or whether they stay in a hotel? Clean and straight, complete, full service, and you are satisfied with it.
I have a little impression that in those days, outsiders who could take the train to Shenyang were all people with some status. Ordinary people don't stay at home and have something to do when they go out. The old lady continued.
"This group of people, there are men and women. The small hotel they call is in a row of bungalows in the northeast corner of Shenyang South Station. When you check in, a woman will knock on the door and ask if she wants tea. If you open the door, the woman will flash in and take off her clothes directly. Those who come to other places on business trips are curious and desire-filled, especially when it is late at night, there is a woman serving tea and water at this time. You said that you can stand it. However, when it was in full swing, there were a few big men who didn't knock on the door and went straight into the house. They just beat them up. This group of men was a fairy jumping.
The old lady took a puff of her cigarette when she said this. I thought to myself, does she have anything to do with me when she says this? Listen to her on.
" Another group of men came from northwest Gansu to make a living. This group of men specializes in three hands, picking outsiders, especially those who come out of the platform. They look at what they are coming, and they are confused. There are three people who don't steal, children don't steal, patients don't steal, and elderly people don't steal. The leader is a cripple, it is said that they were beaten to be lame after stealing things.
I asked the old lady, grandma, you shouldn't be the woman who jumped inside to serve tea, right?
"Nonsense, I can't do that kind of thing, I have a better career to do. The third group of people is the one who does business in Kaiming Fast Food Street. In those years, Kaiming Fast Food Street was directly next to Taiyuan Street , which is the wholesale market for outsiders. However, if you do anything to cheat, how can you make money? In that area, there is a boss selling Daphne women's shoes, and the business is very big. From selling fake shoes at the beginning, to selling branded shoes, to buying nearby renovated shanty towns, transforming them into shopping malls, with several floors, renting them out, and selling everything. One day, a group of people came. They heard that they had , people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they saw that they were big bosses. They came over and asked, and they fell in love with this shanty town. As soon as they arrived at the mall, they asked who was the boss and who was the boss.
I also thought about it. What does these guys have to do with each other? Why do you tell me these things?
"That boss was in the peak of his career, and Kuai Piaoshui made money. She redeemed the shopping malls and those stalls that were still making money. Money can really make the devil push. With this money, she wanted to consign the entire South Station area. The passenger flow and the flow of people were resources that fell from the sky. So, she joined forces with the immortals to jump the old fifth and three-handed Gayazi to start the train and freight in and out of Shanhaiguan. The transactions were too big, and she also touched things she shouldn't have touched.
I seem to understand something, what else can I do with money? Enjoy it, or I want to be richer. So, what is more important than money, and friendship is priceless. Don't take money so seriously, I began to advise myself. Grandpa San got home just because he was angry with me. Isn’t my so-called career just to be able to make more money? But I don’t know what else to do after having money. Now, after listening to the old lady’s advice, I seem to have some answers.
"When the boss came up, the boss had to do two people, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and it was getting deeper and deeper. I just met a noble man. How did he meet? Let me tell you later, Tiexi, Yang Laosan. He made a lot of herbs from his hometown, and first smoked them with smoke. He set up a small stove, and the whole room was filled with smoke. After several treatments, the boss went down, but his eyes were blind. To be more precise, he could only see light and blurry shadows.
I asked, Grandma Du, who is that boss? The old lady continued.
"The money at home is about to be ruined, and Yang Laosan said, buy some houses quickly and save nothing. Yang Laosan disappeared later. I looked for him for several years, but I simply found nothing, especially the factory was also ruined. I just want to repay my life-saving grace. Oh, young man, don’t worry, actually, let me tell you that the female boss has a nickname on the road, called Meiren Du.
Hearing this, I looked at Grandma Du hesitantly and asked, could it be your old man! ?
