The man squatted on the roadside and stared at the stall for more than ten minutes. He took pictures from time to time and played with his mobile phone. His eyes were wandering and his expression was solemn. He could tell he was hiding something.
Shi Nian and Ji Yu both sensed something was wrong. After exchanging glances, they were about to send a tall cameraman over to investigate the situation. However, before taking action, the man came up to him with an awkward smile:
"Handsome guys, beauties, do you like Zhu Ziqing's prose?"
"???"
After hesitating for a moment, Shi Nian tentatively answered: "I memorized it when I was in elementary school, but I didn't like it. What's wrong?"
The man did not answer, but moved closer and continued to ask: "Then what do you think of Van Gogh's Starry Night?"
Ji Yu quietly protected Shi Nian behind him, frowned and said perfunctorily: "We have no opinion."
But the man refused: "Then what do you think of Mona Lisa's smile?"
"Hiss." Ji Yu breathed, grabbed the bamboo stick on the table vigilantly, raised his eyebrows and asked him: "What exactly do you want to say? Be direct."
The man put one hand on the trolley, probed his head, and asked in an extremely complicated and careful tone: "Is this trolley yours? Why does it look exactly like the one at my house?"
Perhaps he was afraid of being beaten on the head. After saying this, he quickly added: "I'm just asking out of curiosity. It might be a misunderstanding. I don't mean to frame you. Don't be angry."
The two people who were questioned looked at each other and saw surprise and relief in each other's eyes. A good date day suddenly turned into a working day because of this small cart. Who can understand the bitterness of this!
Shi Nian poked his head out from behind Ji Yu and danced and gestured to him:
"This car belongs to an old woman. She used to set up a stall at Liu Xiaomen. She has short white hair, is not tall, and wears a black and white floral dress. Do you recognize her?"
The man patted his thigh excitedly: "Of course I know you, that's my mother! I just said that my stroller is privately customized, how could it be different from others? But...how did my mother's stroller get into your hands?"
"This matter has to start with the braised skewers in the morning..."
Shi Nian sighed with vicissitudes of life, briefly described the whole story to him, and finally said with a heavy hand on his chest:
"Please be sure to call my mother-in-law. I want to ask her personally why she did this to us. She promised to help us, but why did she become a coolie?"
The man scratched his head and said sorry several times, "No one answered my mother's phone. Why don't you wait a moment and I'll call her when I get home. My house is nearby. It'll only take a few minutes."
The two of them nodded in agreement, and while waiting for others, they sold a few more sausages and sent away the last customer. When they looked up, they saw a man coming supporting his mother-in-law.
"Young man, girl, I'm really sorry...Well, I'm old, my memory is not very good, and today is the weekend, the doctor said I'm a little dementia, I didn't mean it..."
As soon as she arrived at the place, her mother-in-law began to apologize. She held the corners of her clothes with her hands as she spoke. Her face was filled with guilt, but her words were confusing and incomprehensible.
Shi Nian ran his brain rapidly and thought for a while before he cautiously said: "So... you have forgotten us?"
"Ang." The old woman nodded, "Today at noon, after I went to the toilet, I forgot about the students who had to make up classes and set up a stall this weekend... and went home to sleep."
When she said the words "go home and sleep", she lowered her voice guiltily and did not dare to look up at the expression of the person in front of her.
…
The air was silent, and the barrage was filled with laughter.
[Hahahaha... I shouldn't laugh at such a sad thing, but I can't help it. Today's merit is -1]
[Take out my electronic wooden fish and deduct 1, Buddha forgive me.]
[One thing to say, it’s not easy for my aunt to go out and set up a stall despite being sick at such an old age. Big female monkey, why don’t you buy your aunt’s trolley? I’ll take care of your business every day from now on.
.]
[Suddenly I found that setting up a stall is quite profitable. I will ask my boss to resign tomorrow and set up a stall to sell sausages! Sisters, I will see you at the summit tomorrow, and I will treat you to roast sausages! 】
After getting no response for a long time, the old woman rubbed her hands and continued to explain: "Actually, before going to bed, I also felt that I had forgotten something. After thinking about it for a long time, I thought I hadn't flushed the toilet, so I got up and took a look to make sure it was clean before going to bed.
of."
"..."
Faced with such an outrageous but sincere reason, Shi Nian readily chose to forgive: "If you forget, just forget it. It's not a big problem, no need to apologize."
Ji Yu took out the money box and reported the results to her: "We sold a total of 68 sausages this afternoon, each for two yuan, a total of 136 yuan. This is part of the cash, and the rest is paid by scanning the QR code. You can check
Check your phone."
The mother-in-law shook her head in embarrassment: "No, you have been busy all afternoon and have to push the cart to hide from the city management. It is not easy. You can collect the money yourself and regard it as reward."
Ji Yu didn't answer and insisted on pushing the money box in front of her, but her mother-in-law felt ashamed and shook her head and refused to accept it.
The two of them pushed back and forth around a money box for several rounds, and finally came up with a Tai Chi posture. Shi Nian couldn't stand it, and stretched out his hand to stuff the box into her mother-in-law's hand:
"Take it, it's just over thirty dollars in cash, it's not enough to buy a three-layer cheese beef burger, there's no need."
"ah?"
"What I mean is that as successors to socialism, we must respond to the country's call and help others without asking for anything in return."
The mother-in-law's son also advised: "Mom, take it. It doesn't cost much anyway. If you want to say thank you, we can invite him home for a meal. This will appear more sincere."
The cameraman was afraid that they would have to run away again, so he quickly reminded: "It's getting late, we should go back to the villa."
When the treat failed, the man looked around, rushed into the fruit shop opposite and bought a big watermelon, and then threw it forcefully into Ji Yu's arms:
"It's a small watermelon. It's disrespectful to hold it on the road to quench your thirst."
After saying that, without giving the two people a chance to refuse, they pulled the cart and ran away.
Upon seeing this, the old woman quickly held her head in her hands and ran home while shouting, "Don't give it to me."
Ji Yu was afraid that she would run too fast and cause an accident, so he didn't even dare to chase her. He only shouted from a distance: "Mother-in-law, please slow down."
The old woman turned her head and waved to them: "Go back. Next time I see you, my mother-in-law will treat you to grilled sausages!"
The mother and son ran hurriedly into the alley, turned a corner, and disappeared completely on the street.
After finishing the part-time job dungeon, Shi Nian stretched his arms tiredly and said with emotion: "Next time you go on a date, you should go around nearby. The outside world is too scary!"
Ji Yu was pleased by her words "next date", and her peach blossom eyes sparkled:
"Then I will arrange it next time and ensure you have a romantic and comfortable date."