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There is a vegetable market at the back of the community, and outside the vegetable market is a pedestrian street full of smoke and fire. The houses are short and built in the 80s and [-]s, with groceries and hardware, pots and pans, sauces, vinegar, rice salt, etc., everything is available. Sell, like a little grocery market.

Xia Yao got up early and walked to the pedestrian street from the back door.

In the middle of the pedestrian street, where there is a vegetable market, there is a big banyan tree. Two grown-ups can’t hug each other hand in hand. The roots of the tree reach out from the concrete floor. Call for a cool down.

A few years ago, when the Urban Management and Administrative Law Enforcement Bureau was in charge of city appearance supervision, it said that the tree would be taken away. The neighborhood committee and the local residents who were born and raised nearby jointly wrote a petition and submitted it to the district government, requesting that the tree not be taken away.The old people in the family have passed it down from generation to generation, saying that this tree was planted during Zhu Yuanzhang’s time. When the grandpas and aunts were children, there was no air conditioner, and they walked around it all summer. Maybe your grandpa’s grandpa is still in this tree. Did you pee under a tree?At that time, the mayor of Linjiang District, Yangchuan City approved the residents' request and allocated a special fund to take care of this weather-beaten tree.

It is an inexplicable blood inheritance, which is inherently integrated in the bones of every Chinese, making life more humane. When you want to trace the source of the beating pulse and the flowing blood one day, even if There is no genealogy handed down, it can also be said that I am a descendant of the Yellow Emperor and the descendant of the dragon.

Xia Yao walked to the pedestrian street and saw the familiar stall under the banyan tree from a distance. After graduating from university, she stayed in the local area to work and rented a house in this community. Since then, this stall has been here, maybe It was a long time ago.

Xia Yao heard from others that her grandfather was a native of Yangchuan City. His family had been demolished and had four suites. He was worth tens of millions. He still sells breakfast here every day. Fried dough sticks are [-] cents a cup, and soy milk is [-] cents a glass. It's not for making money, just for fun.

There was a line in front of the stall, and it took Xia Yao more than ten minutes to buy a cup of soy milk and a deep-fried dough stick, and threw the money into a cardboard box.The cardboard boxes are placed on the stalls, and the customers give money and change by themselves. Grandpa never looks at it, but just fryes the fritters by himself. After frying, he puts them in the iron basin. There are a few, even if sold out.Several children with schoolbags came running over. Grandpa smiled and lowered the paper box, and said kindly, "Two yuan per person, no snacks allowed."

The children said in unison, "Thank you, grandpa." Then they bounced and ran away.

Xia Yao stood under the banyan tree, slowly eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk.Every once in a while, Xia Yao would come here. It's not that the deep-fried dough sticks here are particularly delicious, but the soy milk is particularly delicious.Instead, I want to take advantage of this feeling of quiet time, so that my heart, which is racing against time in the concrete and steel bars, can regain a little bit of the original peace, and find a little bit of innocence that can touch the sky as soon as I reach out.

Xia Yao threw the empty box into the trash can next to her, thinking, if one day she wakes up and can bring Song Xinci to buy fried dough sticks here, maybe it will be a cool late autumn morning, and the two of them are not thinly dressed. The clothes that are not too thick, maybe a leaf will fall on Song Xinci's hair, while she stands aside, remembering that scene with her eyes.

If all her youthful dreams about Song Xinci can come true, then she is sure that she must be the happiest person in the world.

Xia Yao sighed, took out her mobile phone from her bag, and sent a text message to Lao Yang, reporting her whereabouts.The driver left her her home address yesterday, because he was afraid that his wife would be at work, and he also told her the address of the sanitation worker's aunt, and the area she was in charge of cleaning in peacetime.

Xia Yao wants to go to Auntie's work first.Lao Yang called her back and asked her to go to the company first, and then drive with her.Because the photo taken by Xia Yao has a key role, if the other party feels revenge, I am afraid that Xia Yao will not be able to bear it alone.

Xia Yao: A Good Boss in China

The two drove to the Sanitation Office in the district where the aunt lived.Xia Yao thought for a while and walked towards the sanitation aunt who was sweeping the floor under the boulevard. Lao Yang followed her, holding the phone with a smirk on his face.

"Teacher, what are you looking at? It's so funny." Xia Yao glanced at Lao Yang, feeling curious.

Lao Yang handed the phone to Xia Yao with his left hand, pointed to the photo on the phone with his right hand, and said, "My daughter is pregnant, hehe, I'm going to be a grandfather."

"Congratulations, congratulations." Xia Yao was also happy for Lao Yang, walked quickly to Aunt Sanwei, and bent slightly: "Excuse me, Auntie, do you know Auntie Yue Guihua?"

Aunt Sanitation stopped sweeping the floor and looked at Xia Yao: "I know, who are you?"

Just as Xia Yao was about to answer, Lao Yang put away his cell phone and hurriedly said, "Hello, elder sister, it's like this, we saw the news in the newspaper that elder sister Yue Guihua's husband hit someone with a car, it seems that it was because of fatigue driving, it's all because of fatigue." In order to make money, otherwise who would do it day and night, so I want to do a survey on your living conditions, reflect it to the society, and appeal to see if I can improve your treatment and help you."

After Lao Yang finished speaking, he gave Xia Yao a smug look, that look seemed to say: Learn more.

Xia Yao: No one is necessarily older than you...

The environmental sanitation aunt opened the chatter box: "We work in two shifts. We have to go to work at four o'clock in the morning, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, and then the successor comes. By ten o'clock in the evening, there is no holiday. Please deduct 80 yuan for one day off. , [-] a month, Lao Yueren is good, her husband is five years younger than her, and treats her well, but it's just bad luck, to have such a thing happen."

"I've also heard that Sister Yue is a nice person." Lao Yang said with a sigh.

Yang Gang didn't know Yue Guihua at all.Xia Yao stood quietly at the side, quietly watching Lao Yang open his eyes and talk nonsense.

The environmental sanitation aunt seemed to find a resonance, and clapped her hands and said: "Yes, a few years ago, when Lao Yue was on duty, he picked up a bag. Guess how much money is in it? Thirty thousand, a full 3 yuan, I went to the police station by myself After handing it over, the police station also sent her a pennant with high morals and no money, alas, since her mother-in-law was diagnosed with uremia, the family has become more and more difficult.

"Is Aunt Yue the afternoon shift?" Xia Yao asked.

"Lao Yue asked for leave. There is a mess at home, so why come to work?" Aunt Sanitation replied and sighed again.

After bidding farewell to Aunt Sanitation, the two got into the car.

Lao Yang didn't start the fire, looked at Xia Yao and said, "Girl, how many people under me, do you know why I admire you the most? It's because of your inquisitive spirit. You always want to find out the cause and effect in everything, and you like multi-angles." I will report one thing, and I will not belittle or praise anyone because of one thing, because we all know that people are very complicated, not black and white, this is very similar to me back then, but you must You must understand that we are all ordinary people, and our abilities are limited. Today, my mentor will send you the eight words you have learned since you started your career, with a bright heart and do what you can."

Xia Yao smiled and nodded: "Hearing what my mentor said today, I suddenly became enlightened and benefited a lot. If my disciple is not talented, I can only redouble my efforts to repay my mentor's earnest teaching today with more excellent reports."

Lao Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, where is the address you just mentioned?"

Yue Guihua's house was rented in a village in the city, and Lao Yang parked his car outside.The two were in a hurry, asked several people, turned a few roads, and finally reached the alley rented by Yue Guihua.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, he was stunned, and a circle of people surrounded Yue Guihua's house.

Xia Yao's heart skipped a beat, she had a bad premonition.

Lao Yang pushed Xia Yao, grabbed a person who came from there and asked, "My fellow, what's going on over there?"

"Oh, their old lady who suffered from uremia committed suicide by drinking medicine." After finishing speaking, she pushed her bicycle and left.

Seeing that Xia Yao's expression was not good, Lao Yang suggested, "Why don't you go back? I'll do the news."

"It's okay." Xia Yao shook her head, trotted over, and pushed away the crowd.

Yue Guihua was sitting in the room crying with the old lady in his arms. Standing next to her was a little boy about seven or eight years old. He was obviously frightened, his eyes were red, and he looked around in fear.

Xia Yao ran into the house and said anxiously: "Auntie, put your finger under the mother-in-law's tongue to induce vomiting, I'll go buy some milk." After speaking, she turned her head and looked at the crowd outside, and shouted: "Please call 120 .”

Yue Guihua met Xia Yao in the hospital yesterday, she coldly pushed Xia Yao away, tears kept falling, and complained: "Everyone is dead, now you are satisfied, yes, my husband is wrong , We didn’t say we won’t lose money, but ah, can you give us a chance to breathe, when my son grows up, we can go to his house to be a cow or a horse, God, why are you so cruel.” The voice is tearing split lung.

With tears in Xia Yao's eyes, she stood there at a loss.

At this moment, Yue Guhua pulled the little boy beside him and pointed at Xia Yao: "Son, remember her appearance, she is the one who caused our family to suffer so badly." In his bloodshot eyes, there was glaring resentment.

Xia Yao's mind went blank, and she seemed a little unsteady.

At this time, Lao Yang ran in and pulled Xia Yao away.