A Tooth For a Tooth

(1)

The weather was getting colder and colder. At night, Yang Lian took his son to play outside, but he couldn't get a taxi home.Because of the close distance between the two points, Yang Ren placed orders on Didi one after another, but no one was willing to accept the order.

"It's hard to come out to play with you, it's so troublesome." Yang Ren babbled, Yang Yitong was always afraid of him and dared not answer, so he led him all the way home.

Yang Ren has a bad temper and is often impatient. He doesn't know what trivial things or words can cheer him up, so at home, even though his grandparents do their best to spoil Yang Yitong, he dare not provoke his father.

Despite what he said, Yang Ren didn't really think that the child was troublesome in his heart. Seeing his son clutching his hand tightly, shivering a little from the cold, he still felt distressed. He hugged him in his arms and hugged him tightly. Yes, it might be warmer.

After walking for a while, Yang Ren began to pant a bit, after all, the son in his arms was not cotton.He was embarrassed to show his physical weakness, so he had to quicken his pace.

"Father!" Yang Yitong in his arms suddenly stretched out his little hand and pointed to the side of the road.

Looking along his son's hand, Yang Ren didn't think there was anything special. There was a man squatting on the ground and setting up a street stall. Through the illumination of the small emergency light next to him, he could see that there were many small dolls on the street stall.

"You are a little boy, do you still like dolls?" Yang Ren asked his son, wondering why he was so excited to see dolls.

"It's Aisu." The child pointed to a small shadow beside the man who set up the street stall with sharp eyes.

(2)

At first, Yang Ren still didn't believe the children's words. How could Aisu come out to set up a street stall in such a cold night.

But as he slowly approached, Yang Ren saw that the person who set up the street stall was really a stubborn old man, and the little girl who was tightly wrapped in an adult down jacket squatting beside him was Ai Su.

Yang Ren put his son on the ground, and then hurried over. The old man raised his head and nodded slightly when he saw Yang Ren. His expression of not being surprised by honor or disgrace really resembled Xu Yao's.

"Old man, why are you here so late?" Yang Ren looked at Ai Su who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, feeling a little distressed.

The old man was talking and didn't know how to speak properly.

Yang Ren didn't want to embarrass him, so he looked at those exquisite dolls on the ground, picked them up and looked at them again and again, and said, "It's so beautiful, how can I sell them?"

The old man said, "Ten yuan each."

Each of those dolls has a different color, and the workmanship is very fine. It doesn't look like a shoddy cheap product. Ten yuan a piece is inevitably much cheaper than imagined.

"What is the purchase price? Is this too bad?" Yang Ren asked.Yang Yitong squatted by the side, picked up and touched each doll, couldn't put it down.

(3)

"My son made it himself, and there is no purchase price." The old man said.

Yang Ren was really surprised, and picked up one of the dolls again. It was only the size of a human hand, but it was extremely cute. Each doll had a mushroom head with a string of colorful beads on it. Finally, Yang Ren remembered that they met before At that time, Xu Yao was stringing beads.

Turning the doll over and over, Yang Ren didn't find any traces of hand-sewing on the doll. Those dark lines were like the assembly line in a factory. He couldn't help but sigh secretly. When Xu Yao was a dentist, there was a Set of good craftsmen for sewing.

He thought for a while, the previous time he bumped into the old man's house by mistake, he didn't feel that they were living in poverty, why the old man not only set up a street stall, but also brought his granddaughter with him.Yang Ren felt uncomfortable, and asked the old man why he brought the child out when it was so cold.

The old man shook his head, and then slowly said: "Xu Yao's ears are not good, I don't trust him to take care of the child alone."

"Where's the child's mother?" Yang Ren finally couldn't hold back the question.

The old man was silent for a while before he said, "Our family consists of just three of us, grandparents and grandchildren."

Yang Ren sighed in his heart, he could imagine the mess of a home without a woman, because his home was almost like this.But he wasn't particularly sad, he didn't know how such a tiny bit of joy came out.

The time was getting later and later, and the temperature was dropping even more. The old man finally had to pack his things and go home.

"Hey." Yang Ren pressed the old man's hand, "Wait a minute, my son likes it too, let him choose one."

Yang Ren originally wanted to say that he would buy them all, but he knew that this stubborn old man would definitely turn his back on the spot, and he could show sympathy to some people, but neither Xu Yao nor his father were that kind of people.

(4)

In fact, Yang Yitong has already chosen the one he likes, and he has been holding it in his hand without letting go.

Yang Ren stood up and looked for the wallet in his trouser pocket, but the old man pressed his hand: "Give it to him."

"Don't worry, you're not rich either." Yang Ren looked for the most common words that wouldn't hurt the old man as he took out the money.

The old man smiled and shook his head: "My family is not short of this money, my retirement fee is enough for the three of us to live. Xu Yao has nothing to do every day now, and being able to sell his little handicrafts also makes him feel that there is some value. "

Yang Ren nodded vigorously, and he finally understood the old man's intentions, and he finally felt at ease when he heard that the family was not short of money.

After tidying up the stall, the old man carried his schoolbag in his left hand and held Aisu in his right hand, walking and chatting with Yang Ren.

"Old man, are your hands better?" Yang Ren cared about him.

"Okay." The old man said happily.

Yang Ren thought for a while, and finally mentioned Xu Yao: "Xu Yao, what are you doing at home now?"

The old man sighed softly and said, "What else can he do, there are not many things he can do."

The author has something to say:

After finishing writing, I found out that Dr. Xu did not appear, hahaha