Twenty Years in Business

　　 Six months ago, Zhang Xiaobai and Bao Xiaomei came to this strange county with big bags.

　　 After half a year, the clothes of the two of them have not changed, and they still carry those things, but their looks and temperament have changed.

　　 It is not time that makes people grow, but the experience and experience accumulated bit by bit.

　　 After going out, Little Sister Bao looked at the house where she had lived for half a year, and she couldn't help but sigh.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai smiled slightly, "Don't worry, we will be back!"

　　 Sister Bao looked at Zhang Xiaobai in a puzzled manner, and Zhang Xiaobai’s smile became mysterious.

　　 I went to Amei’s shop and told Aunt Mei, little sister Bao was a little reluctant, and she shed tears when she left.

　　 Aunt Mei looked at the thin back, wiped the corners of her eyes, and murmured, "What a good boy, it's a pity that my son is not that lucky!"

　　 The two got on the shuttle bus to Bai Chang. The house Zhang Xiaobai rented was there, and the house of Bao Xiaomei was there.

　　 When I arrived at Bai Chang, I first came to the place where Zhang Xiaobai lived, threw down his belongings, and then picked up Miss Bao’s luggage.

　　 Little Sister Bao asked weakly: "Brother, what are you doing?"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai said: "Go to your house, I should have visited my little sister's house after so long!"

　　Sister Bao suddenly felt a little bit shy, and it was the first time that she brought a boy into the house.

　　 Passing by a supermarket, Zhang Xiaobai bought some fruits and supplements. The first time he went to someone's house, he could not empty his hands. Besides, it was still considered the Chinese New Year if it did not come out in the first month.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai walked very naturally, but Little Sister Bao was a little nervous and didn't know what she thought, in short, it was a little messy.

　　 There are also poor and rich people in cities. Don’t look at Bao Xiaomei’s household registration in the city, but she is a real poor household and she lives in an urban village. She said that demolition and demolition are always loud and rainy. Since Bao Xiaomei was in high school, she talked about demolition and distribution of houses. They all graduated from high school. , Still nothing happened.

　　 The village is small, surrounded by tall buildings, surrounded by several brick bungalows. There are no streets but alleys, barely the width of a car.

　　 Little Sister Bao walked ahead, keeping her head down, Zhang Xiaobai followed behind her with her head up and her chest high.

　　The village in the city is also a villager, and everyone knows the neighbors.

　　 There are several women chatting at the door, and they are seeing two people coming here.

　　 "Oh, isn't this the little girl? Come back to see your dad?"

　　 Little Sister Bao quickly raised her head and said politely: "Auntie, New Year!"

　　 Another person saw her behind him, widened his eyes and shouted: "Sister, who is this person? Are you against? The young man looks good! But this dress..."

Another woman looked at Zhang Xiaobai, curling her lips and said: "A rural person, you are still wearing cloth shoes in all ages. Look at what he wears? Little girl! You can have bright eyes, not let people Take advantage of it!"

　　 Little Sister Bao swallowed a few times, did not dare to refute or explain, she hurried over, Zhang Xiaobai just frowned, let alone knows the same as the women.

　　 The tone of this kind of person, Zhang Xiaobai was used to hearing it when he was a child, so naturally he didn't take it in his heart. Just thinking about Little Sister Bao, he would inevitably feel a little embarrassed in his heart. How can a little girl be so angry?

　　 At the end of the alley is a dilapidated brick house with stone steps and wooden doors, and two large iron rings hung on the doorframe.

　　 When I saw home, Little Sister Bao finally let out a sigh of relief. She was really trembling along the way, for fear that others would see it. Fortunately, not many people met.

　　 In fact, she is not afraid of meeting people, but for fear of other people's gossip.

　　Here, spitting stars can drown people.

　　Especially those women with long tongues, chasing after the wind to make mistakes, they may say something when they see something.

　　 Little Sister Bao, who grew up here as a child, is now scared.

　　 knocked on the door, and Xiaomei Bao called Mom in a crisp voice.

　　 It was a woman with a hunchback in her fifties who opened the door. Even though she was not too old, she carved deep wrinkles on her face and dyed his black hair white.

　　 "Oh, why is my little girl back?"

　　 Seeing the girl, the woman's face bloomed, showing a long-lost smile.

　　 Then I saw a strange man. The woman showed a confused expression and asked softly: "Sister, is this this?"

　　 Little Sister Bao said with a smile: "Mom, didn't I tell you? This is the brother who takes care of me!"

　　 The woman wiped her hands on the placket, and hurriedly greeted her, "This is my great benefactor!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai walked a few steps tightly, and said with a smile: "Auntie, please don't be out of sight, my name is Zhang Xiaobai!"

　　 The woman took Zhang Xiaobai's hand and led it inside. Little Sister Bao closed the door behind her and hopped into the house.

　　Only when she got home did she regain her appearance as a little girl.

　　 In front of the mother, no matter how old, they are all children.

　　 A small courtyard, three bungalows, Zhang Xiaobai was led to the westernmost one. Although the house is old, it can be cleaned and the beds are neatly stacked. It should be the place where Sister Bao went home to live.

　　 The woman did not know where to take out a pack of cigarettes, "It's not a good cigarette, just smoke it!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai took the cigarette and put it on the bed, and said with a smile: "Auntie, you don't need to be busy, I'll just do whatever you want!"

　　 The woman looked at the little sister Bao who was smirking aside, "Silly girl, give your brother a cigarette quickly!"

　　 Little Sister Bao smiled and said: "Mom, my brother really doesn't need to be polite when he arrives at our house, he just needs to be casual!"

　　 The woman glared at her daughter, then smiled apologetically at Zhang Xiaobai.

　　 Several coughs suddenly came from the East Room, and Zhang Xiaobai asked, "Your dad?"

　　 Little Sister Bao nodded, "I have been in bed for several years! My mother has been taking care of it all these years!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai felt sad for a while. Little sister Bao hadn’t said anything about the family situation. She only said that she was from Baichang City. Her father used to be a cook and her mother had no job, but she never mentioned that her father was seriously ill.

　　 The children of the poor are in charge early, Zhang Xiaobai is, and so is Bao Xiaomei.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai stood up to go over, and the woman said, "His brother, the house is dirty, so don't go!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Auntie, I came from the countryside, it's okay!"

The East House is indeed not as clean as the West House. There is a smell in the room. There is a middle-aged man lying on the bed who is coughing constantly. The woman hurriedly walked over, pulled him over, took out the urinal, and coughed. After several times, the man finally coughed up black sputum.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai asked softly: "Is there no way to rule?"

　　 Little Sister Bao said helplessly: "There is no rule of law but no money."

No matter what she said, she didn’t say that some of the money in the family was used for his father’s medical treatment. Even this university was only completed by Bao’s work-study program and subsidized poor students. If he has good medical conditions, his father’s illness It is not so difficult to treat.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai looked at Sister Bao distressedly. Even though she grew up in this family, she was still so positive, sunny and confident.

Little Sister Bao smiled ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ clenched her small fist and said, "Brother, I will work very hard, and one day, I will make enough money for my dad to do the best The hospital treats illness!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said: "Yes, it will definitely be!"

　　 With hope, with rush, with goals, talents have the motivation to work hard.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai took out a bulging envelope from his pocket and handed it to the woman, "Auntie, this is a little bit of my heart, please accept it!"

　　 The woman hurriedly carried her hand back, "What's this? We can't repay you for taking care of the little girl like this. We can't collect this money!"

Zhang Xiaobai pulled out the woman's hand and said, "Auntie, I am a brother and sister to my younger sister. Are you still polite to me? Don't worry, the younger sister is a good girl. She works very hard. It won't take long. Make a lot of money!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai broke the woman's hand and stuffed the money into her hand.

　　 The women at this time have tears streaming down their faces.

　　 Sister Bao gently wiped the tears from her mother's face, "Mom, take it, he is my brother!"

　　 Zhang Xiaobai said: "Auntie, we won't stay much longer. There is still work to be done. Take care of yourself!"

　　 The woman wiped her tears with her palms, "Go, work is important, you don't need to worry about it at home!"

　　Sister Bao waved goodbye, and the two walked out of the yard.

　　 Outside the door, I don’t know when many people gathered, all of them were women watching the excitement.

　　 Zhang Xiaobai only now understands the situation of the younger sister in this village. No one can afford such a family, only people read jokes.

　　 Little Sister Bao bowed her head and walked behind her, Zhang Xiaobai suddenly stopped, took her hand and walked forward.

　　 "People who watch the jokes have listened well. One day, you will become the biggest joke!"