street people

The next day, Sun Yanshi was woken up by intermittent voices in the alley.

The houses in Lanying Village are next to each other, and if someone farts, half the village can hear it, so Sun Yanshi is woken up by various noisy sounds every morning.

Today is different, he heard the voice very early, the voice is not loud and intermittent.

At first he thought it was the residents in the alley chatting on the way to work, but after being woken up, he continued to sleep with his head covered.But the more he slept, the more he felt that something was wrong. The time for chatting was too long, and the voice of the conversation kept echoing in the alley, showing no sign of leaving.

Sun Yanzhi lifted the quilt angrily, got up and opened the window, and the voice downstairs suddenly became clear.An old female voice spoke slowly: "Would you like to make a cheongsam for the little girl? It's very pretty."

The voice came from the door of his house.

With a "bang", Sun Yanshi closed the window heavily.Blocked by the yard and shop, he couldn't see who was at the door of his house, but he recognized that it was the old lady from the tailor shop diagonally opposite his house talking.

Lanying Lane is the longest and widest road in the village, running through the village head and tail, forming the village's "traffic arteries" and "economic corridors" over time.When Sun Yanshi was young, there were handmade leather shoe shops, ready-made clothing shops, roasted seeds and nuts shops, etc. in this alley, and it was very lively.

Taking advantage of this trend, his parents opened this small grocery store, while his old neighbor across the door opened a ready-made clothing store.The owner is Zhang Caifeng, who is over 70 years old this year, and Sun Yanzhi calls him Mrs. Zhang.

Two years ago, Mrs. Zhang suffered from Alzheimer's disease, and she always had such troubles once or twice a month.Sometimes he slapped the door and scolded Sun Yanshi, sometimes he sat at the door and cried, and sometimes he shouted the name of the late grandson at the top of his voice, and Sun Yanshi's ears felt callused.

But today seems to be a little different, there is no noise, it seems to be talking to himself.

Sun Yanshi didn't want to interfere, but he was afraid that something might happen.He scratched his hair irritably and looked at the time. It was only nine o'clock. Usually he didn't get up until ten o'clock, washed up and went downstairs just in time to order a takeaway for lunch.

Fearing that something might happen to Mrs. Zhang, Sun Yanshi had to get up gasping for breath and go to the bathroom.After washing his face, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt at a loss for a moment. His hair hadn't been cut for almost two months, it covered his ears long, and his beard hadn't been shaved for several days. Assassinate.

Sun Yanshi frowned nervously, took a handful of water in his palm and threw it at the mirror as if he was angry, and stood silently for a while. He took out a razor from the cabinet and shaved off his beard casually. Let's talk.

After tidying up, he went downstairs in slippers, a loose white T-shirt and beach pants.

With the sound of sharp and piercing friction, fine dust was flying in the sun, and the old rolling door was pushed upwards. Sun Yanshi walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

Everyone outside the door was startled by the sudden door opening, and were stunned in place.

Sun Yanshi was also stunned for a moment, besides the stooped old lady Zhang, there were Lang Song and Lang Yue brothers and sisters outside his house.

Lang Song stood in a daze against the backyard wall of the opposite family, and Lang Yue was gnawing on his fingers, making a fuss.

Sun Yanshi took a puff of cigarette, glanced first at Mrs. Zhang, then at the bicycle leaning against the wall, before puffing out smoke and said vaguely, "Are you two here to guard me because you are afraid that I will run away overnight?"

Lang Yue bit down on Lang Song's index finger hard, and Lang Song hissed in pain, only then came back to his senses.He took out the finger that had been "bitten" and explained: "My sister wanted to come and see you. I wanted her to take a look at you and leave..." But who knows that the sun is already high and you haven't gotten up yet.

Sun Yan realized suddenly, it turned out that Mrs. Zhang had been talking to her siblings all the time, no wonder she muttered all morning.

He glanced at Mrs. Zhang again, hesitated for a moment before raising his voice: "It's so hot, go back to the house."

"Xiao Sun, this child is here to look for you." Mrs. Sun narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Is it your relative?"

Sun Yanshi knew that the old lady was confused again, and recognized him as his father, otherwise it would be impossible to be so amiable.He didn't bother to explain, and said: "Yes, you should go home quickly, be careful of heatstroke."

Although Mrs. Zhang was confused, she tidied herself up very well. She wore a dark purple improved cheongsam, and her hair was neatly combed.

"Hey, I'll be right back." The old lady smiled kindly, extruding a few folds of age, "This little girl is really rare, but she doesn't like to talk, my little grandson is the opposite of her, but she's talkative. "

Sun Yanshi said perfunctorily, "Ah, yes."

The old lady said again: "I'll get you some panna cotta I made myself later."

Hearing the panna cotta, Sun Yanshi's hand trembling with the cigarette in his hand.He took a strong puff, took the last puff of cigarette, grabbed the old lady's arm and walked to the opposite door: "I'm not hungry right now, I'll ask you to get it when I want to eat."

In this way, the old lady was forcefully supported and entered her own tailor shop.

Lang Song watched silently as Sun Yanshi helped the old lady into the house. He glanced at the ready-to-wear store from the outside, which was full of messy clothes and fabrics. A cutting table and an old-fashioned sewing machine looked like they hadn’t been used for a long time. The shop sign at the door had already faded and turned white after being exposed to wind and rain.

But just now the old lady enthusiastically asked him if he wanted to find a piece of cloth to make a small cheongsam for Lang Yue to wear.

"Why are you in a daze?" Sun Yanshi walked out after helping Mrs. Zhang into the door.

"It's nothing," Lang Song came back to his senses, "This old lady..." After a pause, Lang Song didn't ask. He just thought the old lady was a bit strange, but after thinking about it, he felt that he shouldn't ask more.

"I'm getting old and confused." Sun Yanshi explained a few words casually, then asked after a moment's pause, "What did she tell you just now?"

"Nothing." Lang Song shook his head.

Sun Yanshi just asked casually, he nodded and lowered his eyes to look at Langyue who was pouting, and raised his eyebrows at her.

Langyue's small fleshy face was originally full of anger, like a little puffer fish, but when she saw Sun Yanshi, she immediately smiled and bent her eyebrows, revealing a row of neat little white teeth, and ran forward with two steps, hugging her Grabbing Sun Yanshi's thigh, he called out, "Father!"

Sun Yanshi subconsciously wanted to hide, but he lowered his head to meet Langyue's innocent smile that day, he restrained himself, and stretched out his hand to rub the little girl's soft hair, it was soft and slippery, and the touch was excellent.

He wanted to do this yesterday, but he didn't take the chance, so it seemed pretty good to be a father for a few days.

Lang Song originally wanted to stop Lang Yue, but seeing that Sun Yanshi didn't seem to be disgusted, he withdrew his hand again.

Sun Yanshi raised his chin towards Lang Song and asked, "I'm going to buy breakfast. I'll bring you what you want to eat."

"No need." Lang Song shook his head, and glanced at the bicycle against the wall.

Langyue couldn't hear, but her eyes were very sharp. She let go of her hands and ran to the bicycle a few steps. She tiptoed and took out a plastic bag from the basket, and held it in front of Sun Yanshi with all her strength.

There are buns, egg-filled biscuits, soy milk, etc. in the bag, a hearty breakfast.

"For me?" Sun Yanshi looked surprised.

Lang Song explained: "Lang Yue was clamoring to bring you breakfast. I didn't know what you like to eat, so I bought some."

This morning Langyue got up very early, usually very obedient, she insisted on arguing to come to Lanying Lane to look for Sun Yanshi.Lang Song originally wanted to find a job today, but couldn't resist Lang Yue's persistence, so he planned to bring Lang Yue over and let her take a look and leave.On the way here, he saw a breakfast shop outside, so he bought some, but he didn't expect to wait for nearly an hour before Sun Yanshi opened the shop.

"It's quite filial." Sun Yanshi took breakfast from Langyue's hands, and patted her head with paternal love, "Come in, it's so hot outside."

Lang Song hesitated, but Lang Yue consciously followed Sun Yanshi's pants, so he had no choice but to follow into the shop.

Sun Yanshi walked into the counter and sat on the boss chair. Langyue's tender little hands were holding on to his pants tightly and refused to let go. With his long arms, he hugged Langyue and sat on the stool. The two sat in a row, one big and one small.

Lang Song stared at the two of them dumbfounded, feeling that he was the one who was redundant.

Sun Yanshi peeled a lollipop for Lang Yue, took a sip of soy milk, and pointed to the backyard: "Go and move the stool yourself."

"No need." Lang Song leaned against the door in embarrassment, "We're going back soon."

Sun Yanshi glanced sideways at Lang Yue who was licking the lollipop, took a bite of the egg-filled pancake, and asked vaguely, "Where are you taking her?"

"Go home." Long Song paused before replying.

In fact, he still doesn't know where he is going, because of Langyue, he can't find a stable job, he can only find a temporary worker who can take Langyue with him at any time.

He knows a foreman who specializes in finding temporary workers for various units. As long as there is a suitable job, the foreman will call him early in the morning, but the foreman didn't contact him this morning, and Lang Yue came to Sun Yanshi again. I came here first.Later, he will go to the talent market for a walk to see if he can find a part-time job.

"Then stay here and enjoy the cool air." Sun Yanshi glanced at Lang Yue, "She can't hear anything?"

"Can't hear, congenital deafness." Lang Song shook his head, "But I can understand some simple lip language, just speak slowly."

Sun Yanzhi nodded thoughtfully, then leaned in front of Langyue and teased her, "Call, uncle, uncle."

Langyue had a lollipop in her mouth, one side of her cheek bulged, she took out the candy and licked her moist red lips, and shouted crisply: "Dad!"

"You did it on purpose." Sun Yanshi smiled and nodded her nose.

Langyue's eyebrows were curved, revealing her small white teeth, and she also smirked.

"Hey, it's so lively today?" At this moment, a man with a shaved crew cut opened the curtain and poked his head in. The voice came before he entered the door.

Xiaopingtou's name is Lei Bin, and he is also a resident of Lanying Lane.He is one year older than Sun Yanshi. The two grew up together, but they never got along with each other since they were young. When they met, they would either fight or pinch each other.Now that we are older, we still don't like each other.Sun Yanshi gave him a sideways look, but said nothing.

Lei Bin walked in, first looked Lang Song and Lang Yue up and down, and then began to ask: "Give birth to a daughter?"

What he said sounded like teasing, but his tone was inexplicably uncomfortable, and he deliberately put the accent on the word "sheng".

Lang Song glanced sullenly at a scar behind Lei Bin's ear, then looked at Sun Yanshi.

Sun Yan was calm, and stuffed the last bite of the egg-filled biscuit into his mouth before asking, "What kind of cigarettes do you want?"

Lei Bin reported the name of a cigarette, then turned his head and fixed his gaze on Lang Song.He had a cigarette in his mouth, one side of his mouth turned up, and he smiled maliciously.

Lang Song hated this wanton scrutiny, he frowned and stared back, while Lei Bin returned a mocking smile.

"Here." Sun Yanshi threw the cigarette heavily on the counter, "23 yuan."

Lei Bin withdrew his gaze, turned around to pick up a cigarette, and threw a 20 yuan note on the counter: "I only brought twenty."

"You fucking!" Sun Yanshi endured the 20 yuan into the drawer so as not to spoil the child, and did not continue.

Lei Bin glanced at the silent Lang Song, and smiled cheekily: "Who is this little boy? Is it you..."

"Go to hell!" Sun Yanshi suddenly stood up and roared angrily.

Lei Bin clicked his tongue twice, while Lang Song frowned slightly.

Langyue couldn't hear the sound, but she could see Sun Yanshi's angry face and trembling hands, she stretched out her hand to gently hold it, and then squeezed it.

Sun Yanshi felt the tenderness of his fingertips, looked down at Langyue's soft little hands, and the hostility in his body slowly subsided.He sat back in the boss chair, raised his eyes and stared at Lei Bin coldly: "If you don't want to fight, get out."

Lei Bin raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said carelessly, "Okay, I'm leaving."

Before leaving, he gave Lang Song another meaningful look.

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Be forewarned, there may be many supporting roles in this article, all of which are aspects of life in the market, and there are no good or bad guys in an absolute sense.