Rebirth Like Water Youth

　　 "Are all of them unusable? I look at the old computers and old TVs above. It doesn't seem to be too broken. I can't use any of them?"

　　 Shen Dapeng wanted to step forward to check the junk TV, but was stopped by the young man.

　　 "You haven't said what exactly you do? Come to my house without a sound, nor buy these scraps. Wouldn't you be a reporter from which TV station? You came to expose it?"

　　 "Let me tell you, my family's industrial and commercial procedures are all complete, you can't find our house if you want to find something, go to another house, go, go, go..."

　　 The young man looked a little impatient, and even less happy, with an expression of disgust on his face that had not been tempered by the society.

　　 "Friend, I think you have misunderstood. I am not a reporter. You are all small businesses to support your family. I will not expose anything. I am just an ordinary college student!"

　　 Shen Dapeng sorted out every pocket on his body, waist, ribs, neck, all the places where the DV recorder could be hidden, and showed the young people again.

"My name is Shen Dapeng. I am a freshman at Shuimu University. I studied environmental planning and management in the School of Environment. I heard that our high-tech park near the capital is a relatively large-scale waste product acquisition and sales site, so I will take a look. What's the situation, I have absolutely no malice."

　　 "Student of Mizuki University? How do I know if you are a bad guy? Do you have a student ID?"

　　 The young man seemed to be a little unbelievable, and looked up and down Shen Dapeng, but the content of the question still made people feel a little immature.

　　 If it is really a bad guy with unpredictable intentions, let alone student ID, even if the ID of any department can be forged, it is only 100 yuan.

　　 But it's also a coincidence that Shen Dapeng has been soaking in the school library for some time recently. Student ID is required for library entry and book renting, so his student ID is carried close to him.

　　 The young man took over Shen Dapeng’s student ID, carefully compared the photo with himself, and did not speak after confirming it, his eyes flashed with a deep sense of confusion and powerlessness.

　　 "Students of Mizuki University, so nice!"

The young man froze for a while, barely squeezed out a smile before handing back the student ID to Shen Dapeng, but two clear fingerprints were printed on the first page and the second page, "Oh, sorry, Your things are dirty, sorry..."

The young man was in a panic and wanted to wipe it quickly, but the oil stains on his hands had not been cleaned before. At this time, the harder he wiped, the more and more dirty he was. He kept saying sorry, but looked at the student ID that had become completely dirty. , Even more at a loss, the bronzed cheeks exposed by the sun burst into shame.

"it's OK."

　　Shen Dapeng took the student ID card and put it in his pocket without disdain.

　　 "Ah, by the way, my name is Wu Qihan. This waste collection station was opened by my grandfather and father."

　　 Wu Qihan wanted to shake hands with Shen Dapeng. He stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted, "Go in and sit down."

　　 Wu Qihan spoke in a very polite tone, and it could even be said that he was a bit inferior and lacking confidence.

　　 also had a little admiration and envy in his eyes, and regardless of whether the Shen Dapeng he was facing was good or bad, he politely took Shen Dapeng to the house at the end of the stone path.

　　 Shen Dapeng entered the room, it looked a little dim, even if Wu Qihan turned on the light.

Looking up at the fist-sized yellow light bulb, I was suddenly curious. You may not be able to use LED lights or tubes, but at least you can use white tubes or energy-saving fluorescent light bulbs. Why did his family still use the 90s? Light bulb?

"Hehe, this thing is cheap. My grandfather is also used to yellow light bulbs. I think the fluorescent lamp is a bit too bright. My grandpa's eyes are not very good and can't stand the stimulation of the strong light, so he rarely works when the sun is the strongest. Don't sleep and rest in the house."

　　 "Oh, if you have bad eyes, you have to go to the hospital to have a look. When you are older, you are more likely to have cataracts or glaucoma."

　　Shen Dapeng looked around the room. The small living room was not large in size, and the furnishings inside were very simple. It was a square table with low feet and a dark square table with oil stains and several horses that were forty centimeters high.

"I went to the hospital. It was glaucoma. It was an occupational disease left over from the purchase of waste products for so many years. A large part of plastic products are medical waste. Various unknown liquids evaporate or rub the eyes after being contaminated. The damage caused has been too many years old. When it was discovered, the doctor said that it could not be cured."

"You know so much, why are you still doing the waste collection business together? The older generations have worked hard, but now society has changed. Young people have better job opportunities, even if they go to a restaurant outside to work, it’s better than working here. Do you want to be strong? Of course, working as a part-timer is definitely not as profitable as doing business yourself."

　　 Shen Dapeng saw a small door on the left and right sides of the living room that he had to bow his head in the past. It is probably the other two bedrooms. The kitchen is definitely not in the house.

　　 When I entered the house just now, I saw a small room next to it. Inside the **** iron pot there were stewed potatoes with beans, covered with net cloth, and flies wandered leisurely back and forth on it, savoring the delicacy without meat.

The furnishings of the rooms seem a bit different from most families in the north. In northern families, there are usually high tables and high benches. This kind of low table and maza are more common in other areas, especially the accent of Wu Qihan. It is not the Yanbei flavor in the suburbs of Beijing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it has a slightly strong nasal sound.

　　 "Grandpa and Dad don't let me work. I have nothing to do now, so I rushed to find some useful parts and fix my grandpa's radio."

　　 Wu Qi smiled honestly, "Actually, it's because I couldn't stand it and couldn't get into college, so I just stopped studying."

　　 "Did you also take the college entrance examination this year?"

　　 Shen Dapeng asked curiously, and dragged a Ma Zha over to sit down.

"and many more."

Wu Qihan wiped off Ma Zha first before letting Shen Dapeng sit down, “In order to let me receive a better education, my grandfather came to the capital from Shanxi and Gansu with his family before I went to school. I was admitted to an agricultural university. In the end, due to problems with my student registration and household registration, the university did not admit me."

　　 "That's a shame, the Agricultural University is also a good school."

　　 Shen Dapeng never thought that the boy in front of him was also a college student. It was hard to believe that he was willing to collect waste here.

　　 "In fact, it's nothing. You can live without studying. The big deal is to continue collecting scraps with my grandfather and dad, and I can earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, which is much better than working for others."

　　 Wu Qihan’s words reveal his helplessness towards unfair treatment, but he has no dissatisfaction and hostility towards society.

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