Chapter 576

The Yangtze River Delta has cooled sharply recently. Although it is a place in the south of the Yangtze River, with four distinct seasons, in fact, it is not very beautiful.

It's not as comfortable as the land of abundance in Chengdu, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, nor as comfortable as eating popsicles in the house with the heating on in some areas further north.

In fact, large-scale heating has stopped here, and it has not been popularized here. However, the wet and cold winter here is often more difficult to endure.

Maybe from the temperature point of view, I can't see anything, but the real cold needs someone to experience it personally.

The old Taoist walked towards the street with trembling hands and feet,

He has traveled far and wide in his life, and has been to countless places. He has seen all kinds of storms and waves, but his body is so weak that he can't refuse.

I gradually like the mild climate,

He once stayed in Foshan, Guangzhou for a long time, but he couldn't stand the hot tide;

He also stopped in this Jiangnan Water Town, but he still couldn't love it.

I planned to stay in Chengdu forever,

However, the good times did not last long,

More than a year ago, I estimated the changes in the first two days of new year's Eve,

Let the flowers of Chengdu turn into bubbles in an instant.

However, the Taoist priest is also a optimist and a contented one. Besides, no matter where he goes, there are always sisters with hair salons waiting for him on the roadside.

Don't worry that there is no confidant in the road ahead. Everyone in the world doesn't know you,

In the old road,

Got a different interpretation.

A cold wind blew,

The Taoist shrinks his neck again,

But also stopped,

A small shop in front of it,

Fell into his eyes.

It turned out to be a photo studio, small and cramped.

When most people mention Shanghai, they think of high-rise buildings, heavy traffic, and the shocking housing prices.

In fact,

No matter how big a city is, it must also have its grounding place.

For example, this small street, in fact, is not far away by car, which is bustling with buildings, but here, it still looks a little shabby and cramped.

Some people are bright and beautiful in this city, and naturally more people are bending over here to live humbly.

The old Taoist didn't feel sorry for the former boss's commitment to this now,

As he knows, the former boss seems to like this tone,

When I was in Chengdu, I also found such a mingpin store in the boundary of the old city?

Unlike his current boss,

When it comes to money,

Hehe

The current boss has no money, so he asked someone to burn it with a ghost note,

The former boss has no money, which means a position to dig a box of gold bricks.

The business of photo studios is naturally deserted,

Lonely and bookstores.

The equipment inside is also very old,

But it is also clean and refreshing.

When the old Taoist walked in,

A cat cry startled him.

Look up,

I found a white cat lying on the shelf,

The hair is so white,

Like a piece of silk,

Just a little lazy in the cat's eyes.

"Hey, Pu'er, do you still remember me?"

The Taoist pointed to himself.

The white cat stretched out its claws,

Waved perfunctorily.

It means I know,

Get out of here.

The Taoist priest didn't care. He knew the nature of the cat and was always cold.

Want to reach out and touch it,

Think about it or forget it.

When I walk in a little more, I see the compartment inside,

There is a man sitting,

The man was wearing a black down jacket, sitting on a chair, drawing with a paintbrush.

The painting shows people with small bridges and flowing water,

It's not a magnificent scene,

It's full of fireworks.

Looking at this back,

The Taoist priest seemed a little sad,

But since it's a reunion of old friends, you can't cry, laugh and celebrate. The Taoist is not that kind of raw melon and egg in his twenties and thirties. I've seen a lot of things in my life.

"Boss, I'm coming."

"Sit down."

The man is still painting.

The Taoist priest sat down beside him and asked:

"Boss, how are your eyes?"

After the man finished the last two strokes,

Put down the pen,

Turn around,

Reach for his thermos.

The Taoist priest was shocked,

But he saw that the man's eyes were closed, he didn't wear sunglasses to cover it, and he didn't wrap any belts,

But he never opened his eyes.

Before,

It's also drawing with eyes closed.

"Boss, your eyes haven't......"

"With your eyes closed, you can see more clearly."

The man didn't think so, and he looked very free and easy. He didn't complain about himself because he was blind.

get up,

Pick up the small bench under which you just sat,

Avenue:

"Go and sit outside. It's cold inside."

The Taoist priest immediately got up.

Immediately,

They sat at the door together,

A small bench for each person,

The sun began to shine,

The Taoist priest can't stand this feeling,

Although he is an old man in his early seventies,

But I don't like quiet and peaceful very much,

I have two bosses,

It seems that everyone has a deep obsession with sunbathing.

"Boss, how do you want to open a photo studio?"

These days,

Except that some people occasionally need to take ID photos, there is little business in the small photo studio. The hardware and software of the studio are not comparable to those in the streets.

"Here, the lighting is good."

"........" old road.

Yes,

Yes,

This reason is really boss.

I think if this used to be a small massage shop and a small hair salon, as long as its lighting is good enough, the boss will definitely bring it down.

Anyway,

I don't expect to make money by opening a shop.

The Taoist priest didn't say why he came to Shanghai,

The man didn't ask,

The two of them are sitting here,

I spent half an afternoon in the sun.

At this time,

Tang poetry came at the end of the street in the distance,

Wearing a simple, red down jacket, jeans, and a scarf.

seem,

It really looks like a housewife,

I really don't like dressing up and being beautiful as I used to when I first met in Chengdu.

She was carrying the vegetables she had bought,

The Taoist priest looked,

Um,

A large bag of unified laotan pickled vegetable beef noodles, with the cover of Wang Han's kind.

The old Taoist twitched at the corners of his mouth,

The man beside him said:

"Let's eat together."

"OK."

The rice cooks quickly,

The Taoist priest was also embarrassed to praise the virtuous poetry of the Tang Dynasty,

After all, I'm cooking instant noodles,

But also afraid of being beaten.

Because there are three people,

So I brought out the pot,

Three bowls,

Three pairs of chopsticks,

A spoon,

It's that simple.

The Taoist priest filled a bowl,

After a few bites,

Want to praise "good taste",

Think about it or forget it.

For the Taoist priest, it's really uncomfortable not to find a chance to kiss up a few times, but he can't kiss up every time. Does it sound like irony?

however,

Indeed,

This table is "food",

It really can't be compared with the bookstore.

Xu Qinglang, who lives in the bookstore, handles three meals a day very well and can cook in different ways. To the taste of everyone in the bookstore, he was immediately raised.

"Can't get used to this taste?"

The man asked.

"No, No."

"Then change your taste tomorrow." The man said to Tang poetry.

"OK, change Master Kang's."

"Well, good."

"........" old road.

Look at the two people around you,

Pick up the noodles,

The appearance of swallowing in great pain,

The Taoist priest sighed for a while,

Reach into your arms,

Took out three small bottles,

On the table,

Avenue:

"Boss, sister Tang, drink this before dinner and you can eat it."

The two drank,

Sure enough,

A pot of instant noodles was eaten up quickly.

The Taoist priest looked at the sky,

He got up and said goodbye.

It's getting late,

He has to go back,

After all, my current boss still needs to watch it by himself.

The man took him to the door of the store.

"Boss, I'd better use this address. I'll express some to you when I get back."

There is no shortage of bi'anhua oral liquid in bookstores now.

The man nodded,

Smiled.

"Then I'll go first. Take care, boss."

The Taoist priest left,

His back is a little bleak.

The man stretched out his hand,

Gently touched Pu'er, which was still lying on the shelf,

"Meow"

Pu'er shouted,

Keep lying on your stomach.

"What are you doing here?"

Asked Tang Shi, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

"If he didn't say, I didn't ask."

"Oh."

Tang Shi nodded at the words and continued:

"There must be something wrong."

"Well."

"Go and have a look?"

"If something happens, he will say it. If he doesn't say it, it's no big deal. I'm a little tired today and want to have an early rest."

"OK, I'll wash the dishes and chopsticks, take a bath and go up to rest together."

The man nodded,

Pu'er jumped down obediently,

Step by step, with a noble attitude,

Up the stairs.

It's getting dark,

Night fell,

In this noisy city,

It brings a touch of peace,

Like in a painting.

…………

After going out,

The Taoist priest felt anxious for a while,

Maybe I drank too much noodle soup.

The sewer pipe is aging,

It is easy to have some old problems,

The water is urgent, frequent and endless,

The old Taoist searched for a long time,

No public toilets found.

It's not that the old Taoist is sincere and has no quality,

Old people,

And the urine came so suddenly and resolutely,

At present, there is really no way,

While feeling that the public toilets in the enchanted city were not covered, he found a small alley,

Directly untied the waistband.

At first, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate,

Then there is the lingering sound, tick tock,

In the end,

Success "body" retreat,

The Taoist priest smashed his mouth,

Yawned.

Just then, a car drove by,

There is no quality to turn on the high beam,

The alley was illuminated for a moment.

The Taoist priest bowed his head,

Look at the place where you just marked,

I was surprised to find a statue of the Lord of the earth below.

Mom!

The old Taoist is a Taoist. Even if he is not sincere, even ordinary non believers dare not hiss at the statues, right?

Whether you believe in religion is one thing,

But most people dare not do this, especially this kind of disrespect.

The Taoist priest stepped back a few steps,

Knelt down respectfully,

Take out cigarettes from your pocket,

To the landlords,

Then he bowed down,

At the same time, he shouted:

"Grandpa land, Grandpa land, the boy didn't mean it. He didn't mean to help you.

Please leave the boy alone,

Let's make a living,

Give the boy a way to live,

Open one,

Make a living... "