Twenty Years in Business

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

Half a year later, the clothes of the two of them had not changed. They were still carrying those things, but their expressions and temperament had changed.

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

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

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

Little Sister Bao looked at Zhang Xiaobai with some puzzlement, 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 doesn't have that blessing!"

The two got on the shuttle bus to Baichang, where Zhang Xiaobai's rented house was, and Bao Xiaomei's house was there.

When he arrived at Bai Chang, he first came to the place where Zhang Xiaobai lived, threw down his belongings, and lifted Little Sister Bao’s luggage.

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

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

Little Sister Bao was suddenly a little 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 nutrients. The first time he went to someone else's house, he could not empty his hands. Besides, it was still considered the Chinese New Year before the first month.

Zhang Xiaobai walked very naturally, but Bao Xiaomei was a little nervous, and she didn't know what she was thinking. In short, she was a little messy.

In cities, there are also poor and rich people. 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, and 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.

Several women were chattering at the door, and they were seeing two people walking here.

"Oh, isn't this 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 yelled: "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. She didn't dare to refute or explain. She hurried over. Zhang Xiaobai just frowned, and she didn't have the same knowledge as those women.

This kind of person's tone, 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, it was inevitable that he was a little bit embarrassed in his heart, how could 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 she 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 she is afraid 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 when she was young, is now scared.

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

The door was opened by a woman with a humpback in her fifties. Even if 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 smiled, showing a long-lost smile.

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

Little Sister Bao smiled and said, "Mom, haven't I told you? This is the brother who takes special 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, 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 arrived at home did she regain her appearance as a little girl.

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

One 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 do whatever you want!"

The woman suddenly looked at the little girl Bao who was smirking on the side, "Silly girl, give your brother a cigarette now!"

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

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

Suddenly a few coughs came from the East Room, and Zhang Xiaobai asked, "Your father?"

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 said nothing about the family situation, except 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 and wanted to go over. 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 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 and said with her small fist: "Brother, I will work very hard. One day, I will make enough money to let my dad go to the best hospital for treatment!"

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 my kindness, 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 who works very hard. Make a lot of money!"

Zhang Xiaobai broke off the woman's hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stuffed the money into her hand.

The women at this time were bursting into tears.

Little 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 have to worry about it at home!"

Little 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 little girl 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 listen well, one day you will become the biggest joke!"