Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

Su Xingchen was washing up when Sha Zhu opened the door and came in with a basin. He saw him staring at Qin Huairu.

"Chenzi, Sister Qin, good morning." Sha Zhu said while staring at Qin Huairu. Now Sha Zhu doesn't like Qin Huairu, but he is still young and likes pretty girls. There is only one pretty girl in the yard, how can he not like to look at her? He would get close to her whenever he has the chance. If he knew that he was sucked dry by Qin Huairu and driven out of the house by Banggeng and frozen to death on the street, he would probably stay away from Qin Huairu. But Su Xingchen will not let Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai succeed in this life. He Yuzhu is only 17 or 18 years old now, so he should introduce him to someone first. Even if Jia Dongxu gets hung up one day, it will be useless.

Seeing He Yuzhu's lustful look, Su Xingchen washed up, said hello and left, not caring about him trying to get close to Qin Huairu.

When they got home, Su Xingchen secretly added a body healing agent to Liu Lihua's medicine. Why did he do it secretly? If he didn't do it secretly, it wouldn't explain it. Besides, people who didn't know would think he was giving his mother medicine, which was even more difficult to explain.

During the meal, Su Xingchen wanted to test his mother's attitude towards his going to work at the steel mill, so he said, "Mom, is my dad's quota at the steel mill still available? What are you going to do about it?"

"Yes, what's the matter? Why are you asking this? I plan to keep it. I still believe that your father will come back. Your father will never abandon us."

"It's okay, I just asked. Dad will definitely come back, but before he comes back, Mom, you must take good care of yourself and take medicine well, don't you think?" Su Xingchen said. It seems that his idea of ​​going to the steel mill to take over is a bit uncertain. Besides, think about it, the disappearance of his cheap dad is really inexplicable. It is said that the materials were robbed and the person was missing, but the factory sent Dad's bag, and Dad's bag contained money, so why didn't the money be robbed? Su Xingchen was puzzled. Well, let's take it one step at a time. It's still early. I hope to have some means of self-protection before that, and spend those windy days safely.

"Oh, Mom knows." Liu Lihua said to her son.

"Mom, after dinner I'll go to the bookstore to buy some books. Remember to take your medicine." After Su Xingchen finished the millet porridge, he hurried out of the door carrying a popular army green shoulder bag after Liu Lihua repeatedly told him to do so.

Su Xingchen walked along the way, feeling the charm of the city in the 50s. Most of the pedestrians on the road were wearing black and gray cotton coats. Su Xingchen still couldn't get used to these heavy cotton coats. The down coats of later generations were made extremely light and could be stuffed into a bag the size of a palm.

Su Xingchen was going to the China Bookstore on Longfusi Street in the south to see if there were any old books worth reading. The China Bookstore was founded on November 1952, 11. It was the first well-known cultural enterprise in my country that integrated acquisition, distribution, publishing and auction. It was a state-owned commercial enterprise that dealt in old books and documents. The next year, after the socialist transformation of capitalist industry and commerce in 4, Beijing's private old bookstores were merged into the China Bookstore. In addition to the fact that the books in this China Bookstore were cheap and practical, I thought that this bookstore might have a lot of interesting books. Although it was a second-hand bookstore, there were also many 1956% new books in it.

Soon, Su Xingchen arrived at the door of the China Bookstore. Unlike the simplicity of later China Bookstores, the current China Bookstores have a sense of historical vicissitudes. A plaque reads China Bookstore, a two-story bookstore. Su Xingchen stood outside and looked for a while before striding into the door.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw layers of bookshelves, which were categorized into history, literature, fiction, popular science, etc. Looking at the many people sitting on the floor and carefully choosing books, Su Xingchen couldn't help but sigh that there were so many people who loved reading in this era. Then Su Xingchen began to pick books, novels, history books, and some exquisitely packaged books. These exquisitely packaged books are not valuable now, but they will be valuable later. I remember that a set of books that my teacher bought for one or two yuan in the 90s might not be available for thousands of yuan in the 20s.

After picking out these books, Su Xingchen curiously went up to the second floor to see what kind of books were on the second floor. On the second floor, the view was wider and brighter. There were several tables next to the windows, and people were sitting at the tables reading books in groups of three or four. Su Xingchen saw that the second floor was full of daily life books: recipes, knitting clothes, carpentry, bricklaying, and medical books. However, these were traditional Chinese medicine books written by barefoot doctors, not real medical books. Su Xingchen picked while walking, picked out two recipes and a carpentry book, and was about to go downstairs to pay when he was patted on the shoulder. Su Xingchen turned around while holding the books and saw a girl with a ponytail, wearing a blue cotton coat and a red scarf, who looked very much like Ni Ni. Su Xingchen was stunned for a moment. The girl looked at his stunned expression, pouted and said unhappily: "Student Su, what, don't you recognize me?"

"No, it's not that I saw you so beautiful today, class monitor, and I was stunned for a moment." Su Xingchen combined the original owner's memory and immediately thought that this was his class monitor, Xu Mengjie. The original owner has always been very low-key in the class, and hardly communicated with the people in the class, except for the classmates in his dormitory. The rest of the time he was either studying or on the way to study, so he didn't pay too much attention to the people in the class, and he only called most of them by name. Even for this class monitor, he only knew that she had a good family, as for other things, he didn't care. It seems reasonable to say that the original owner is a nerd.

"Hmph, you're such a sweet talker. Are you here to buy books? Wow, you're buying so many?" Xu Mengjie asked curiously as she looked at the pile of books in Su Xingchen's hand.

"Yes, but can you let me find a place to put the book or pay the bill before we talk, this book is a bit heavy." Su Xingchen cursed the original body for being weak, and he was really impatient to draw a physical enhancement. Why did others become stronger as soon as they came here, while he was still like a rookie every day. Although he had Xingyiquan, his body was weak, and he would probably be evenly matched with Shazhu. He thought that he had to replenish his body and get some meat first. Yes, if he didn't catch anything when he went fishing in the afternoon, he could buy two and tell his mother that he caught them. He really couldn't stand eating steamed buns and pickles every day.

"Okay, then I'll accompany you to pay the bill." After hearing what Su Xingchen said, Xu Mengjie took the two books from Su Xingchen and went downstairs.

When they arrived at the checkout counter, "Grandpa Feng, my classmate is here to pay." Xu Mengjie said to an old man wearing reading glasses who was reading a book in front of the counter.

"Hello, Grandpa Feng. I'm here to pay the bill." Su Xingchen greeted him.

"Wow, young man, you bought so many books. Are you a classmate of Xiao Xu? Aren't you two on a date?" Grandpa Feng said with a smile, then took the books and counted the money.

"Grandpa Feng, we are classmates. If you bully me, tell my grandpa to stop playing chess with you!" After hearing what Grandpa Feng said, Xu Mengjie hurriedly explained and threatened him.

"Hey, kid, I can't joke with you anymore. Besides, you're about to graduate. You can find someone now. I think this guy is good. You should seize the opportunity, young man." Grandpa Feng said. Although he was afraid that Old Xu would not play chess with him, if Old Xu didn't play chess with him, there would be no one else to play chess with. The two chess idiots were unwilling to play chess with them.

"It's two dollars in total, young man." Grandpa Feng counted the money and handed the book to Su Xingchen.

"Grandpa Feng, here is five dollars. Give it to you." Su Xingchen took out the money and put it on the counter, then stuffed a few books into his bag. There was no room in his bag for the remaining books, so he held them in his hands.

"Grandpa Feng, we'll leave first." Xu Mengjie said to Grandpa Feng.

"Okay, Su kid, next time you can't find a book, remember to come to me. There is no book in this city that I can't find." Grandpa Feng said to Su Xingchen.

"Okay, thank you first, Grandpa Feng, see you next time." Su Xingchen thanked.

Feng Yuanzheng looked at the backs of Su Xingchen and Xu Mengjie and muttered, "This child really looks like Xiao Su. No, we need to give Old Xu a little stimulation. He didn't even know that the cabbages at home were taken away by someone else."