Neighbors Make Me "Rich"
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The New Year is coming, but it is still the epidemic situation. Not far away, only the cat at home. The third Spring Festival, still cats, gradually cat out of a "understand": the world's closest "stranger", or neighbors.
I am ashamed to say that in the 30 years since I opened a "studio" and settled in this building, 36 families have been living in the upper and lower neighborhoods, and less than one or two households have really "stringed" through the door. Most of them knock on the door of the neighbor's house because of a problem with the heating or electrical circuits, etc. What's even more absurd is that I have been with my neighbors for 6 years, and I don't know whether we are still Wenshang and their names. If I hadn't been asked to find a radio and television tutor for their daughter at the TV station, we wouldn't have had the opportunity to resolve the "strangeness" yet.
In the era of reform and opening up, neighbors have "grown apart". It seems to be a convention, or a "thunder pool": meet and laugh at each other, sometimes say a few words of greeting, and then go to their own business.
More is not as good as less used to be the "king" between neighbors. Things that should not be known, never inquire; things that should not be managed, absolutely do not participate in or intervene. Year after month, day after day, even all the time, the family is the family, the neighbor is the neighbor, almost can not be said to be in contact, as if everyone is carefully maintaining the neighbor "thunder pool" formed in today's society.
However, I finally saw some changes and opportunities. There are a few little stories that I'll tell you.
First: Brother Deng's fish is delicious
Brother Deng is my downstairs neighbor. His granddaughter and I attend the same school, often going to or from school together, eliminating the need for us to pick up and drop off. After a while, I had some contact with Brother Deng.
We told you that he was a year older than me, a year older than me. He said he was an eighth-grade painter, and I said I was a writer without grades. He said he enjoyed fishing after his retirement. If you can fish, your days will be happy. So he seized the opportunity to go fishing. He's happy, and he has to make me happy. Every time he came back from fishing, he always picked up the best fish and washed them, brought them to me, and let me share them. Without being rude, I gave him a few books I had written. Later, I had no books to "repay", but he still sent me fish, accumulating the feelings of our family. He seemed to find me embarrassed, and said, you are helping me, I love fishing, but do not eat fish, you are willing to share, is the best comfort for me.
Well, according to Brother Deng, I have become a giver, he is a beneficiary. Over time, he brought the fish, and my wife and I cooked and tasted happily, and when we met, we praised him for the good fish he caught. We have something rare for the big brother family to taste.
However, everyone still seems to be wandering around the "thunder pool", for example, his name, his life experience, his family situation... He doesn't say it, and we don't ask; he never asks me about "superfluous" stories. Neither crosses the thunder pool half a step.
Because of the fish, but it stops at the fish, this is probably a scale that is generally adhered to in today's neighborhood relations
Second: the "help me" details of handsome men and beautiful women
In our cave, I'm not the oldest, but I must be the whitenest hair. Therefore, most of the handsome men and women call me uncle or grandfather. Not only that, but my full hair also won me a lot of emotion. There are two details that are quite hide-and-seek.
One detail is that when I get on and off the elevator, I almost don't need to press the button. It seems that everyone knows that I work on the third floor and eat and sleep on the sixth floor. As soon as I entered the elevator, someone would press the button for me. A little girl who lives on the tenth floor, whenever she finds me pressing the "up and down button" of the elevator outside, she will press the floor I am going to in advance for me. She seems to have the ability to be "prophetic", and often provokes people full of elevators to laugh. This child hardly said a word, and for many years, she was serving an old man who "went up and down the stairs", from elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, to today. This detail is so small that I can't move my fingers, but I can't forget it.
Another detail is that I have a purified water supply cabinet downstairs, and every other day or two I tend to go downstairs to pick up a bucket of pure water. A bucket of water weighs about twenty pounds, and I often use both hands to reverse the lift. Sometimes in order to practice arm strength, I use one hand to bend my body and stretch my neck to walk through more than ten meters of "road". During this period, there are often "incidents" of "second-in-command" taking the bucket, some are handsome men, some are beautiful women, and the bucket water is brought to the elevator for me. Sometimes I called out to Grandpa, sometimes I didn't say a word, I picked up the bucket from my hand and left. I know them all, but I still don't know their names. But I knew they were all my neighbor's children. Don't look at the short road, a few years to "pick up" up to a few miles long. Let me say what's good, I think the "thunder pool" between the neighbors has allowed these children to cross the past.
Third: Neighbors Make Me "Rich"
It's funny. I've been swimming for years. I applied for a membership card at Kimfit Health Club. Swim once a day in the summer and every two days in the winter. Gradually, I became acquainted with the staff of the club.
Suddenly, one day, rumors appeared among the employees about me, saying that I was a big entrepreneur and a billionaire. For a long time I was stuck in the drum. It was a question from the administrator Elder Li that punctured the secret.
He asked me, "Teacher Zhou, every time you come to swim, you are sent by car?" So luxurious car bark! ”
Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment. It soon became clear what he was saying. So, I immediately gave him a push boat, pretending to be deaf and dumb, neither denying nor affirming, humming and humming "teasing you"! I never expected that after a lifetime of poverty, I was mixed up with a "rich man" in the past.
I deliberately just "stuffed" there. Every time I come to swim, I hold my head high and look like a rich man. In fact, where do employees know that contempt has always been such a spiritual leader. If you misunderstand, you can misunderstand, and you don't need any explanation. Misunderstandings are your business, and I know my story.
In fact, the initiator of this "misunderstanding" was my tenth-floor neighbor, that is, the father of the little girl who "waited" for me to go up and down the stairs, Wang, always "framed" me into a rich man. At this point, allow me to turn a corner and talk about the usual names of the neighbors. All the titles are based on feelings, all are said to be good, but also for "not much trouble", girls are "beautiful women", boys are "handsome", think that the boss is called what is "boss", is the civil servant are called "director" or "director", the older are called "you old". The "Wang Zong" mentioned above is the "driver" of the so-called luxury car that the employees of the Feitel Club legend that I have a car to pick up and drop off every day, and he always drives to work by himself.
The key point of this story is our "encounter".
The route I took to swim was exactly the same as the route that Mr. Wang went to work, and the place I was going to was only one way away from where he was going to work. He started a company that did machine tool accessories business with the United States. Once he found me swimming on a bus and insisted on carrying me over. I said that I was an idle person, don't pay attention to me, he said that it is the same road anyway, why be polite.
There is no need to be verbose, so he goes to work, I swim, and I am "revolutionary production without mistakes". Where will Wang Zong know, in addition to giving me a "hitchhiker", he also crowned me a laurel of "big rich man". With such a trick, he suddenly degenerated from the position of "boss" to my "driver". Authentic handsome "driver". Don't be misunderstood!
After all, the misunderstanding is a joke, but The hospitality and righteous deeds of Mr. Wang taking me for a swim made me think and sigh. Although my children were very filial, they never picked me up for a swim even once. Perhaps in Wang Zong's view, this is a small matter, but I have enjoyed the warm comfort of "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors" again and again.
Speaking of my neighbors, there are xiao Qin, Xiao Ma and Xiao Li of the property management company, and the doormen Xiao Cao and Xiao Fan, and... They are all good neighbours of ours. Their care and concern for us is an endless story. The author once wrote a special story of "A Cup of Tea in Winter and a Cool Cup of Tea in Summer" to the major media across the country, setting a new high in reading volume and making the new fashion and property services of the neighbors here famous. As the saying goes, "think of your relatives every festive season", but I would like to emphasize a special sentence: every festive season, I think of my neighbors.
Yes, living in such an environment is a kind of creation for us. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that we are rich people, at least in terms of "neighbor friendship", we are not necessarily worse than the rich.
Is there anything luckier than being touched often? Is there a happier taste than being cared for everywhere? Is there anything more enjoyable than getting along with a neighbor? Therefore, on the occasion of the coming year of the tiger, allow me to pay tribute to my neighbors here: bless you, my neighbors, may your heart be full of great achievements and great prospects, may you always be with happiness and well-being, may your heart be permanently in Fanghua, may the space we live in together always be like spring...
(Author's note: In order to ensure personal privacy, the names of the characters in the text are abbreviated.) Written on January 24, 2022)
【About the author】Zhou Changxing (male), born in February 1949 in Huangnan Village, Nanzhan Town, Wenshang County, Shandong Province. He joined the army in February 1969. In September 1990, he returned to the local government to work for Jining Television. He is a member of the Chinese Writers Association, a senior journalist and a poet. He has published long-form reportage "The Place where Kunpeng Took Off", long-form biographical literature "Don't Get Drunk and Don't Say Qiao Yu's Love of the Great River", "Qiao Yu's Love Song", "Great Us", "Big Wave Gold Rush" and so on. He was the author of the 39-episode large-scale TV series "Dajingjiu" of CCTV, and its "Commentary on Dajingjiu" published by Railway Publishing House has been used as an official textbook by the Communication University of China. After retirement, he devoted himself to the writing of online literature and won praise from readers at home and abroad for his grounded and independent works. The concept of "work first, reader first, life first" is the motivation and goal of his efforts to cultivate the subliminal folk.