bookrandom Chapter 113: Buying groceries saves the old man who can dye cloth
Chapter 113: Buying groceries saves the old man who can dye cloth
Winter vacation is coming next. The winter in Beijing is much colder than that in Jing'an Village. Xirou stayed at home for several days in a row, not wanting to go anywhere.
Every day at home, I try different ways to make delicious food, whichever way makes me feel comfortable. I live a very comfortable life.
On that day, it was snowing, and Xirou suddenly wanted to eat mutton stew. After breakfast, she was bored, so she went out to sell vegetables with a basket.
The New Year is getting closer and closer, and the New Year flavor on the streets is getting stronger.
Walking through the alley, a group of children on winter vacation squatted on the ground and played with firecrackers. They stuffed the firecrackers under the tiles, lit them with incense sticks, and then dispersed in a swarm.
With a bang, the firecrackers burst open, the tiles jumped up, and the children jumped up happily.
It was very cold, but these children had bright eyes and did not notice the cold at all. They had a great time playing.
Xi Rou shrank her neck, put her hands in her sleeves, and hurried to the vegetable market.
I didn't want to go to the nearby vegetable market and found that the mutton was sold out. I thought I'd forget it. When I walked out of the market door, I felt unwilling, so I decided to pay 5 cents and take a car to a farther vegetable market to buy it.
That’s right, no matter how cold the weather is, it can’t stop foodies from wanting to eat meat.
After riding for 20 minutes, Xirou came to another vegetable market. This vegetable market was very big. As soon as Xirou entered, she felt like she was in a happy nest. She first bought 2-30 kilograms of mutton, and then found a place where no one was around. , packed into the space, and you don’t have to worry about not being able to buy meat when you cook the mutton.
Then there are various cuts of beef, including chicken, duck and goose. Buy more and put them in the space, so you don’t have to go out to sell vegetables. It’s too cold.
Add a few dozen kilograms of spareribs, pig's trotters, and pork belly, and eat slowly.
1 bag of potatoes, a large bundle of green onions, a bag of Chinese cabbage...
After walking around the vegetable market, Xirou bought all the New Year vegetables before leaving the market with satisfaction.
I bought an old popsicle at the door and chewed it while walking. When I passed an alley, I suddenly heard a faint cry for help.
Xirou looked into the alley and was surprised. She didn't eat the popsicle anymore, threw it to the ground, and then ran over.
In the snow, an old man in his 50s fell on the roadside. His hair and beard were gray, his face was delicate, and his clothes were shabby, but he was very clean.
There was a painful expression on his pale face.
"Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you?" Xirou asked anxiously.
The uncle opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling a little weak. When he saw a beautiful girl squatting in front of him, he showed a smile and wanted to speak, but he could only make a sound of ahhh, and could not hear clearly what he was saying.
"Uncle, don't talk. Just wait. I'll give you a drink of hot water first." Xirou said, reaching into the vegetable basket, pretending to take something, and then took out a hot water bottle from the space.
He poured a cup of hot spiritual spring water out, waited until the water cooled down a bit, and then carefully put it to the old man's mouth.
The old man drank water in small sips, and slowly his body began to regain consciousness and felt much better.
After he finished the drink, he regained his energy and spirit. He let out a long sigh and said, "Oh, thank you, girl. If it weren't for you today, I would have to explain here."
"Uncle, why did you fall here? Didn't anyone passing by see you?" Xirou asked.
The master is feeling miserable. How could he not see it? He was not so serious at first. He could speak but could not stand up.
He called several people, asking them to help him, but everyone looked at him as if they were seeing a ghost, and no one paid any attention to him.
These days, there are fewer people who imitate Lei Feng, but that’s not to blame. Back then, Lei Feng did good deeds and saved the old man, but was blackmailed by the old man and his children. This incident was even shown in a TV series. No wonder those people don’t Willing to help him.
He looked at Xirou's pure and translucent eyes and sighed slightly in his heart: There are still good people in this world, and luckily he met them.
"Girl, what's your name?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Uncle, my name is Xirou. I came here to buy vegetables at the vegetable market today. I just wanted to go home and didn't want to run into you. Where is your home? I'll take you back." Xirou answered.
"Xi Rou, that name sounds like a good girl. Please help me up. My family lives nearby." The old man said with a smile.
Xirou put the vegetable basket aside, and then carefully helped the old man up with both hands.
The old man stood up. As soon as he stood upright, he suddenly felt dizzy. Xirou hurriedly helped him steady.
"Uncle, be careful."
"Thank you, thank you, girl, you are a good person and you will be blessed in the future."
"Uncle, I just helped you casually, it's not worth mentioning. The road is slippery now, I'll take you back."
"Okay, then I'll trouble you to take a trip."
The old man straightened his back. He was very thin but had a good temperament. He looked like an educated man. Xirou thought of those retired old professors in the school.
The two walked slowly and soon came to a courtyard house.
The old man tremblingly took out the key from his pocket. Xirou quickly took it and opened the door.
After helping the old man cross the threshold, a wide courtyard appeared in front of Xirou. In the courtyard were several large dyeing vats with many bamboos placed on them, and dyed cloths were hung to dry on high shelves.
The colors of these fabrics look very special, very different from the colors Xirou has seen on the market, and they look very nice.
When the old man saw Xirou staring at the cloths, he smiled and said, "These are the colors I figured out by myself in my free time. Our ancestors ran a dyeing workshop and the business was quite big, but it's all my fault for not having the right ideas." The good fortune of knowing people has been taken away by others.”
Xirou: There is a lot of information in this. Can I listen to it?
"Uncle, you are so awesome. These colors are so pretty. If they were made into clothes, they would definitely look great." Xirou praised.
"It's nothing. The fabrics I dye are all coarse. If I change them to silk, the color will look better. Unfortunately, I don't have money to buy silk. I may never be able to see that beautiful color in this life." The old man sighed.
Xirou's eyes lit up, and she remembered the white silks and satins in the space. She was worried about what to do, and now she unexpectedly met such a powerful dyer.
"Uncle, let's go inside first, and we'll figure out a solution later on the silk and satin matter. Your craftsmanship is so good, you will definitely not be buried." Xirou said.
"Haha, you little girl is quite good at comforting people." The uncle said with a smile.
The two of them crossed the yard and entered the living room.
The old man was sitting in his familiar home, his blood slowly returning.
Xirou poured him another glass of spiritual spring water and asked him to drink it slowly, and then went to the kitchen with the vegetable basket.
The kitchen was empty and the stove was cold. It looked like I hadn’t cooked for a long time. There was a coal stove in front of the stove. Xirou opened the lid and the briquettes inside were still red.
She took out the burned briquettes, put them aside, and then added 2 new coals to it.