Spring Breeze Drunken Night Editor: Mu Yu

The clashes took place in the late afternoon.

Xiao Shen, a waitress near the hotel, called him and said that the guests in her private room had drunk two Moutai wine bottles and asked him to come to the door quickly to pick them up. She was afraid that the lobby manager would find out that she had taken a risk.

Good luck! He said give it to himself. He didn't say hello to his son, who was studying in the next room, crept up the door, ran down the stairs cheerfully, and trotted all the way to the front of the hotel, which was less than a mile away. Xiao Shen was already waiting there. He quickly took out 50 yuan and stuffed it in Xiao Shen's palm and took two Moutai wine bottles in one hand. At this moment, a drunk man turned out of the revolving door of the hotel, found the transaction between the two of them, and directly yelled at Xiao Shen: You can do this too! Before they could react, the cleaver pulled the two bottles out of his arms and threw them in front of his feet. Xiao Shen screamed, and the two empty wine bottles burst into flames like ephemeral flowers, a white shard on the ground. A smell of Moutai wine spreads sweetly in the spring night sky.

Xiao Shen was frightened, sorry and sorry to apologize. He understood that the drunkard in front of him was the guest who drank these two bottles of wine. There is a saying about wine, "Like water in a bottle, haunted in the belly". At this time, the wine was like Sun Wukong drilling into the belly of the Bull Demon King, and it was churning and rejoicing in the belly of the drunkard.

He watched the three or four hundred yuan that was about to arrive, and instantly turned into nothing, feeling that he had stepped on the sponge, paralyzed and dizzy in a trance, and broke the piece at a loss——

He comes from the countryside. I entered the city because my son was admitted to a key middle school in the city. Three years later, his son took the college entrance examination and shouldered the heavy responsibility of changing the court and honoring the ancestors. Together, he accompanied his son into town and rented a two-bedroom school district house near the school for his son's schooling. The son lives in the middle, he lives outside. His son's three meals a day, washing and changing clothes and clothes are all borne by him. In his own words, he was his son's logistics minister, and he couldn't show up at all.

At first, the sensible son wanted to share a room, saying that it would save money. Looking at the history books, which successful figure didn't go it alone? He and his wife looked at the gorgeous teenager in front of them with satisfaction, discussing it or not agreeing. Renting alone is expensive, hard work can also afford it, the most important thing is that children grow up under their own vision, steadfast. The two are worried that the children will influence each other and play with each other, and the most uneasy thing is that learning to be bad in the big dye vat of society will accelerate. College entrance examination employment is the best way for rural people to jump out of the dragon gate, and no one has ever heard of farmers being a good profession in the world.

The child's mother remained in the countryside, and she took care of the work in the fields. Their own millet, sorghum, potatoes and sweet potatoes are sent to their rented apartments from time to time. Save money and don't spend extra. Of course, when the farmer is idle, the woman will come to be a city person for a few days, and she will not be relieved to go to the crops in the field like relatives, coming and going in a hurry; the children will also return to the village during winter and summer vacations, but more often they will find teachers to tutor and tutor. His two sons are devoted to the old Ben.

It is said that it is more suitable to accompany women, so that the child is more comfortable, but the extra is not worth it, and it is not cost-effective to think about it. If he came, although the man's family was clumsy and washed and shabuddered, he could do odd jobs after the child went to school, earn some extra money, and reduce the pressure of rent. Plumbing and electricity properties, all have to spend money. Coming, the woman said, you can rest assured, I can! At this point, I have done it. You can rest assured that you can accompany your children to the city, and you can earn a little money subsidy. Remember, the city is full of flowers and flowers, and the women are full of streets, you don't have to spend your heart! The woman finally spoke out about her worries. He smiled and said, no, no, what do you not know about me? Do you want to write you a guarantee! The woman smiled and pushed him, then drilled his hole. Since then, he has honestly become a reading father.

When he first came to the city, he was playing with the children's business, and he walked around the rental house, first chatting with the stalls, and then with the roasted sweet potatoes, to see if he could find something to do. In a few days he tried to work odd jobs a few times, but it conflicted with the child's schedule, mainly because the child could not eat on time. Thinking about it, I didn't find a suitable place for the stalls, and the cost of purchasing goods had to be invested, and the second was always seen being rushed by the city management. He thought about collecting the rags, which was a good job. As long as there is a three-wheeled pedal, the time is in his own hands, singing the song of Xintianyou, rushing the child home from school, he has prepared a meal, and does not delay the child to eat on time.

Rented in the old city, surrounded by five or six-storey low-rise buildings, dense grid alleys. Scattered with one or two small units. There are many small supermarkets, restaurants, and vendors selling vegetables, and it is convenient to live. There are properties in the high-end new residential areas outside the old city, and the access control blocks you outside, so it is rare to see three wheels of rags.

The people of Lower Riba are generally decisive, and there is no hesitation of intellectuals who fear the wolf before and then fear the tiger. Soon, he spent nearly a thousand dollars on a second-hand three-wheeler. This begins the life of pedaling through the streets during the day and reading with you at night. Often watching his son go inside and concentrate on studying, he crept out the door to walk around the corner to see if he could pick up some extra scraps. If there is still time, he is calm outside, try not to make a little noise, and read books for recreation. He went to high school, took the college entrance examination twice, and did not pass the exam to pull down. He did not have the impetuousness of his contemporaries, his parents were there, and he was the only son, and he honestly stayed in the village. He served the two old men up the mountain, forty miles away. The child strives to learn well, and the two sons put their hopes on the child. That was the inheritance of the dreams of the fathers. This gave him the opportunity to be a city man. At the end of the day, it's a heart.4.

Over the years, he also became familiar with the surroundings. Although it is very tiring at the end of the day, it is also fulfilling. In the words of the city people, he is his son's companion, and his responsibility is that on the eve of the college entrance examination, he cannot leave his son alone. He would only take the books and paper from the old things back to the rental house.

Gradually, he discovered industry tricks. It is said that peers are wrongdoers, that is not a competition for supplies. Once you get together, it's hard to exchange some experiences. Fortunately, there are rules for thousands of industries, as long as you pay a certain handling fee to the leading big brother in the industry, and understand the rules, don't worry that the streets and alleys delineated for you will be encroached upon and robbed of business.

Collecting rags is a nostalgic industry, seemingly outdated, but it is also a landscape of human emotions, and more importantly, this industry feeds a group of people who want to live.

He was willing to leave his phone number for all the people who sold the rags, and whenever they called, he would appear in front of them in time. His door-to-door service has indeed given many people convenience, and naturally his harvest can be loaded every day.

He wants to have a good relationship with everyone, in his opinion everything is business, in the words of the tall, network is a business opportunity. The doorman of the community, the waiter of the hotel, the lobby manager, and when he meets these people in the streets and alleys, he will respectfully jump off the tricycle and take the initiative to say hello. It is not strange to be polite, respecting others is actually respecting oneself.

He carried a woven bag and an old-fashioned rod scale with him, and it was convenient to buy scrap copper and rotten iron, old books and newspapers. He also carried a five-pound plastic bucket, often filling it with water. There is not so much scrap copper and rotten iron now, most of which are gift boxes and wrapping paper. The owner who can't remember his name often leans in the window and shouts at him that it is broken, and the broken is broken, and he does not mind. Collecting rags is his profession and his label. As long as the harvest is full every day, and it is not unjust to be called a few craps, he wants to open. His surname is Tang, and he also has a name, but people can't remember, there is no need to blame the face.

In the beginning, he was also cunning, as long as the owner did not care too much, he would report less than two pounds, and the seller would have to worry and not be too calculating; he would go to the old cartons, newspapers, and boxes at the temporary purchase station like a companion to sprinkle water to increase the weight. At this time, the five-pound bucket became a treasure. Water is as expensive as money. After the people became acquainted, the owners did not say anything, it was he who felt that he could not stand people, so he quit the bad thing of pressing the scale and mixing water.

The best time to collect the rags is on Sundays and mornings. Those with a career will dump the waste they had saved from the previous night's collection as garbage. During the lunch break, colleagues from several nearby alleys gather together to exchange gossip. There are also peers who lean on the shade of the wheeler to lay a piece of cardboard in the streets and alleys, and take a lunch break on the floor. His family was nearly superior to his companions, and he cooked a meal and ate and rested with his son. As the old saying goes, things are clustered and people are grouped. That's not bad at all. People with identities will never pull high-end with the low-level.

There is an old lady who lives alone in good living conditions, and I heard that her son is a high-ranking official, but he is not around, and he cannot see the old man several times a year. The old man said that his son wanted to take him to live with him, and she was uncomfortable and felt safe alone. Old lady kind and kind. During the small talk, he learned of his role in reading with his son, so he consciously or unconsciously booed and asked for warmth, and from time to time he would bring some snacks that his children could not eat, and told him not to lose the long body of the learner. For the first time after he entered the city, he had the feeling of wanting to cry, and he really couldn't say that feeling. So he deliberately told the old man that there was something to call him, that he was always nearby and would respect her like a son. The old lady was stunned for half a day and looked at him with a thick and simple strength and said, I believe this! In the city, he had more elders and more sons and more grandmothers.

Peers say that now the big brand bottles are also valuable, a Moutai wine bottle can sell for more than two hundred yuan; and who is really lucky, found valuable objects in the recovered rags, sold tens of thousands of dollars. Yan envy the cultural relics line to pick up the leaks shout God is blind! What is even more bizarre is that a buddy found a passbook from more than thirty years ago in the pile of waste books, an amount of 500,000 yuan, of course, he could not take it out himself, and it took a lot of trouble, and the son of the owner of the passbook generously gave him 50,000 yuan to thank him. There are many legends, and they are generally bizarre. Sadly, others are lucky, and they have never met at home. Inspired by his companions, he intentionally became acquainted with several waiters at several hotels near the rental house. Xiao Shen was one of them.

He had told all the waiters he knew that if there were empty bottles of Moutai wine that guests had drunk, he would give them thirty or fifty. Then he changed hands to earn it two or three hundred yuan, which is a little more than his busy day, if he is lucky, it is three two bottles, such a good thing who can not steal pleasure!

The noise alarmed the guests in the lobby, the lobby manager and the security guards at the door. Some guests accused drunks of barbarism. Some photographers took their mobile phones to make live broadcasts, and more righteous shouts to call the police. The drunkard's companion quickly covered in front of the drunkard and explained that everyone should not be misunderstood. The two wine bottles that have just been broken are recycled by bad merchants to make fake wine. If we don't smash this bottle and let the fake liquor seller sell it for a lot of money, why don't we have to be accomplices?! He wondered in a trance that the drunk man was not sure which unit was the leader, and that his companion might be his secretary, or more likely his chief of staff. It was only on this occasion that the boss was called.

The clamor of the crowd stopped, but there was a voice that supported the drunkard. The lobby manager echoed yes and yes twice, and then glared at the waiter Xiao Shen fiercely, which clearly meant to see how I came down to clean you up. As soon as he turned around, he smiled and squinted and said, Luo Zong, I really can't help it! Another day I'll pay you no. Speaking to the companions who were called Luo Zong, they made eyes signal them to leave. Luo Zong's companion woke up, quickly took out two hundred yuan, stuffed it into Tang Ta's tattered hand, and said what are you waiting for? Do you really want to wait for the police to suspect that you are making and selling fake liquor and go to the police station to ask for one, two or three?!

Hearing this, he jumped up like an electric rabbit, and the hotel was already 20 meters behind him. After a long breath, he was shocked, and he understood that the lobby manager and Luo Zong's companions all wanted to calm things down. The police are really coming, and the hotel must not be fined for the existence of public security hazards? The one named Luo Zong is not allowed to go to the police station to make a record, can he flash it immediately? The whole thing is not good, it will also be sent to the WeChat circle by onlookers, when the Internet celebrities are on the hot search, which is not in line with Luo Zong's appetite. Now it is also two ends, the common people too hope to be popular overnight, even if the live broadcast with goods can not make money, at least ten to nine to make steady traffic; officials are a different scene, hide from the camera to learn low-key, I will go, don't go to the sky.

Fortunately, the 200 yuan in the palm of my hand is real. In addition to the 50 yuan given to Xiao Shen, a false alarm earned 150, which is also worth it. It's just that Gang Luo's companion said that the empty wine bottle recycling is a bad business making and selling fake wine, and he only saw it for money, so he didn't expect this.

Before coming to the city, he never imagined that he would play a role in the conflict. Tonight was a sight he will never forget. When his heartbeat slowed down, he looked at a round of kyauk moon, thought of his old wife in the solitary home and his son who worked hard in the rented house, and said to himself, Son, our rent this month has a little bit, tomorrow you can have a good meal! Suddenly, he heard the night market vendors who were also begging for life, and the tears flowed into the corners of his mouth, and he remembered that there was salt in the tears. In the early years, he had read Yu Dafu's "Spring Breeze Drunken Night", which was when he was in junior high school or high school, which was a bit sad and sad. This spring night of his, this spring night with no danger, like the lights of the headlights flowing in front of him, swaying and bumping, along the line ahead——

The neon lights on both sides of the street were very colorful and extremely beautiful, but he thought it was some modern thing, unreal, unreal. I am an outsider, only a bystander; and the tianhe in the night sky, the stars are brilliant, wide and stretched, it is an old object of ancient times, looking kind...

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