Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 472, the cold icy rain slapped randomly on the face

In the central park block of the urban area, a disheveled middle-aged man was somewhere in the corner, out of tune with the feasting atmosphere, and the faces of the people around him were just full of smiles, only him, holding a steamed bun that had long been dry and cold chewing.

The middle-aged man was wearing a plain gray shirt, his trousers were already full of patches, and he was carrying a travel bag that was already covered in dust. He was no different from a beggar. Just a beggar.

While nibbling dry and cold, I stood in front of a food stall. Finally, a middle-aged woman who looked ferocious came out and said impatiently, "Don't stand in front of my door and interfere with my mother's business."

Only then did the middle-aged man realize that he was standing at the door of someone's house and affecting the business, so he quickly picked up his backpack and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, I'll leave right away."

Originally, he was about to leave, but the middle-aged woman behind him stopped him suddenly.

"Wait a minute." After a while, the middle-aged woman took out a small bag and said impatiently: "Take it, take it, don't eat it at the old lady's door."

The middle-aged man took the small bag in a daze. Inside was a transparent box, and you could see the hot fried rice noodles inside.
"Thank you, thank you. Thank you very much." The middle-aged man burst into tears, and wanted to kneel down to thank him, but was chased away by the middle-aged woman, who just asked him not to stay at the door.

The middle-aged man bowed and propped up a long bamboo pole covered with photos and lines of words. He bent his body and walked away gradually. He was still limping when he walked. He looked very pitiful.

At this time, the middle-aged woman silently took out a cigarette and lit it.

A handyman next to him ran out and joked.

"Miss Boss, I didn't see it, you will also do good deeds, this is completely different from the usual you!"

"Shut up, I'm a natural beauty. You haven't done any good things, but you look at me with tinted glasses." The proprietress rolled her eyes, glared at the handyman, and said lightly: "Just looking at him is very pitiful." That's all."

"Beggars are like this. He is a healthy limb, and he still comes to beg."

Before the handyman could finish his sentence, the lady boss slapped the dog's head violently, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Who says he's a beggar? He's just looking for someone." The proprietress took a puff of a cigarette and said, "Didn't you see the old black and white photos on his sign, they walk around looking for people. "

"Isn't a beggar looking for someone still a beggar?"

"Shut up, you will never find a girlfriend in your life"

The cold icy rain slapped randomly on the face, even on a hot day, when the heavy rain hit the face, he still pretended not to see it, passers-by without umbrellas had already gone to shelter from the rain, only he was still walking , came to some conspicuous places, carefully took out the missing persons notice from the backpack, and pasted it on the wall.

The photo on the missing person notice shows a girl about 20 years old, wearing a long white dress, holding a small parasol, and two small dimples when she smiles, she is very beautiful and incompatible with the modern age Sensation, especially those eyes, like stars can attract people.
As before, the man pasted the photo on it carefully, making sure that he could see the whole picture of the photo paper clearly. At the same time, he took out his passbook and looked at the pitiful numbers on it.

"It's okay. Make a few more copies, cough, cough, cough." Looking at the pitiful number above, he coughed violently a few times with a sad face, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the man didn't answer, but continued to memorize With a backpack, he moved forward with a heavy load.

When he came to the door of the bank, the man took out hundreds of dollars from the cash machine and came to the nearest copy shop.

"Hi boss, can you make a copy for me." The man said in a low voice.

The boss frowned and didn't speak. He just accepted the original notice of missing persons, glanced at the words and photos on it quietly, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say.

"I said this old man, I didn't mean you. If you find someone in this missing person notice, you will be a ghost. This photo is from decades ago. The people who have been close for decades are very different from now. Farewell, your appearance has changed so much, and you have the money to copy missing person notices, you might as well eat a good meal and live a better life for yourself."

The boss is also a straightforward person. Looking at the middle-aged man's attire, he knows that he is saving money to find someone, but how can it be so easy to find someone in this vast crowd, especially like this, with a piece of paper? With a photo, a name and basic information, it is still not easy to find people everywhere.

But the middle-aged man still didn't have any intention of backing down, he just insisted: "Boss, I still want to make a copy. I have money."

He took out the brand-new bills he took out from the bank. The few hundred yuan was almost all of his belongings, and he had just taken them out of the bank.

The boss didn't say much either, since persuasion is useless, if the guest still decides, he won't be too entangled, after all, he has done his best.

drip-

The sound of the copier sounded, and the missing person notices were printed out one by one, stacked like a thick book. The copier still didn't stop, and was still copying paper.

Full of missing person notices, all of them were piled up in the backpack. Looking at the full of missing person notices, a smile appeared on the depressed face of the middle-aged man.

Where there is a missing person notice, there is hope
"Thank you, boss." The middle-aged man handed out the only red banknotes on his body.

The boss was also polite, accepted the money, and at the same time found a large sum of money while smoking a cigarette and went back and said, "It doesn't need that much."

"Your printing shop is not a dollar a piece"

"The price has been reduced, now it's fifty cents."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, knowing what the boss meant, he didn't say much, but bowed deeply to the boss.

"thanks."

"You don't need to thank me. It's normal to lower the price if the business is not good. Anyway, I won't do business at a loss." The boss shrugged his shoulders and took out a feather duster to clean the dust on the printer.

The middle-aged man also turned to leave, the boss glanced at him slightly, and said suddenly.

"Actually, if you're looking for a needle in a haystack like you, it's better to ask gods and pray to Buddha. If you've been missing for so long, you've already become a missing person, and the police can't help you find it. Except for real gods, I'm afraid no one will look for it. Got it."

The middle-aged man was stunned, feeling the heavy backpack, and whispered.

"Is it a fairy?"

(End of this chapter)