The temperature in the Yangtze River Delta has dropped significantly recently. Although it is located in the south of the Yangtze River and has four distinct seasons, these four seasons are not necessarily beautiful.
It can't compare to the comfort of Chengdu, the land of abundance, with its warm winters and cool summers, nor can it compare to the pleasure of eating popsicles in the house with the heater on in some areas further north.
Large-scale heating has actually stopped here and has not been popularized, and the damp and cold winter here is often more unbearable.
Maybe you can't tell anything from the temperature, but to feel the real cold, you have to experience it in person.
The old Taoist walked toward the street with his hands and feet trembling.
He has traveled all over the world in his life, and has been to countless places and seen many storms, but his body cannot refuse to accept his old age.
I gradually began to like a milder climate.
He once stayed in Guangzhou and Foshan for a long time, but he could not stand the hot flashes.
He had stopped at this water town in the south of the Yangtze River before, but still couldn't fall in love with it.
I had planned to stay in Chengdu forever.
However, the good times didn’t last long.
More than a year ago, I guess something happened two days before New Year's Eve.
The prosperity of Chengdu city turned into nothing in an instant.
But the Taoist priest is also an optimist and a content person. Besides, no matter where he goes, there will always be sisters running hair salons waiting for him on the roadside.
Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, everyone in the world knows you.
Here at Lao Dao,
Got different interpretations.
A cold wind blew.
The old Taoist shrank his neck again.
But he also stopped.
There is a small shop sign in front.
It fell into his eyes.
It turned out to be a photo studio, very small and cramped.
When most people mention Shanghai, they think of tall buildings, busy traffic, and shocking housing prices.
actually,
No matter how big a city is, it has its glamorous aspects, but it must also have its down-to-earth aspects.
For example, this small street. In fact, if you drive not far away, you will find a bustling city with tall buildings. But here, it still looks a bit shabby and cramped.
While some people live glamorously in this city, naturally there are more people living humbly here with their backs bent.
The old Taoist didn't feel any pity for his former boss who was now committed to this.
He knew that his former boss seemed to like this tune.
Back then in Chengdu, didn’t we also look for a funeral product shop in such an old city area
Unlike my current boss,
Talking about being rich,
hehe…
The current boss is out of money, so he asked someone to burn some ghost money.
The previous boss was out of money, so he pointed to a location and asked himself to dig out a box of gold bricks.
The photo studio business is naturally quiet.
It was as deserted as a bookstore.
The equipment inside is also very old.
But it is neatly tidied.
When the old Taoist walked in,
A cat's cry startled him.
Looking up,
Found a white cat lying on the shelf,
The hair is white,
Like a piece of silk,
But there was a hint of laziness in the cat's eyes.
"Hey, Pu'er, do you still remember me?"
The old Taoist pointed at himself.
The white cat stretched out its claws,
He waved it perfunctorily.
It means I understand.
Get out of here.
The old Taoist didn't care. He knew the cat's temperament very well. It was always very cold and aloof.
I want to reach out and touch it.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
When we walked a little further in, we saw the compartment inside.
A man sat there.
The man was wearing a black down jacket, sitting on a chair, and painting with a paintbrush.
The painting shows a small bridge, flowing water and a family.
It's not a grand scene.
It is full of the smell of fireworks.
Looking at this back,
The old Taoist seemed a little sad.
But since it is a reunion with old friends, I can't cry. I have to smile and be happy. I am not a greenhorn in his twenties or thirties. I have seen a lot of life and death in my life.
"Boss, I'm here."
"sit."
The man continued to paint.
The old Taoist sat down next to him and asked:
"Boss, are your eyes okay?"
After the man finished the last two strokes,
Put down the pen,
Turn around,
Reaching for his thermos.
The old Taoist was startled.
But I saw that the man had his eyes closed, without sunglasses or any belt around his eyes.
But I never opened my eyes.
Before,
I also paint with my eyes closed.
"Boss, your eyes are not yet..."
"With your eyes closed, you can see more clearly."
The man didn't care and seemed very free and easy. He didn't feel sorry for himself because of his blindness.
Get up,
Pick up the small stool you just sat on,
road:
"Go sit outside, it's cold inside."
The old Taoist also stood up immediately.
immediately,
The two of them sat together at the door.
Each person has a small stool.
The sun began to shine.
I can't stand this feeling.
Although he is an old man in his early seventies,
But I don’t really like quiet and peacefulness.
My two bosses,
It seems that everyone has a deep obsession with sunbathing.
"Boss, why do you want to open a photo studio?"
These days,
The small photo studio has little business except for the occasional people who need to take ID photos. The hardware and software of the studio are not comparable to those of the photo studios in small streets and alleys.
"Here, the light is good."
“… …” old Taoist.
Yes,
Yes,
This reason is indeed very bossy.
I think if this place used to be a small massage parlor or a hair salon, the owner would definitely buy it as long as the lighting was good enough.
Anyway,
I didn't expect to make real money by opening a store.
The Taoist priest didn't tell me why he came to Shanghai.
The man didn't ask.
The two of them sat here.
Spent half the afternoon in the sun.
At this time,
Tang Shi came from the end of the street in the distance.
He was dressed simply, in a red down jacket, jeans, and a scarf.
It seems that
She really looks like a housewife.
It turns out that she doesn't like dressing up and looking pretty as much as when we first met in Chengdu.
She was carrying the vegetables she had bought.
The old Taoist took a look.
Forehead,
A big bag of Uni-President’s Laotan Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles, with Wang Han’s cover.
The corner of Lao Dao's mouth twitched.
The man next to him said:
"Let's eat together."
"good."
The rice cooks quickly.
The old Taoist was too embarrassed to praise Tang Shi for her virtue.
After all, I was cooking instant noodles.
And I'm also afraid of being beaten.
Because there are three people,
So the pot was taken out.
Three bowls,
Three pairs of chopsticks,
A spoon,
It's that simple.
The old Taoist priest filled a bowl with
After eating a few bites,
I want to praise it for being "delicious".
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
For the old Taoist, he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't find an opportunity to flatter his superiors. But he can't flatter his superiors every time and it would sound ironic, right
but,
Indeed,
This table of "meals"
It's really incomparable to a bookstore.
Xu Qinglang from the bookstore prepares three meals a day very well and cooks them in different ways. The tastes of everyone in the bookstore are quickly spoiled by them.
"Can't get used to the taste?"
The man asked.
"No, nothing."
"Then let's change the taste tomorrow." The man said to Tang Shi.
"Okay, let's change to Master Kang's."
"Yeah, okay."
“… …” old Taoist.
Look at the two people next to you.
Pick up the noodles.
Swallowing in great pain,
The old Taoist sighed.
Reaching into my arms,
He took out three small bottles.
Put it on the table,
road:
"Boss, Miss Tang, drink this before dinner so you can eat well."
They drank it.
really,
A pot of instant noodles was quickly eaten up.
The old Taoist looked at the sky.
Then he stood up and said goodbye.
It’s getting late.
He has to go back.
After all, I still need to look after my current boss.
The man walked him to the store door.
"Boss, let's use this address. I'll send some to you after I get back."
There is no shortage of Red Spider Lily oral liquid in bookstores now.
The man nodded.
Smiled.
"Then I'll be leaving first. Take care, boss."
The old Taoist has gone.
The back figure looks a bit desolate.
The man stretched out his hand.
I gently touched the Pu'er tea still lying on the shelf.
"Meow"
Pu'er called out,
Keep lying down.
"What are you doing here, old Taoist?"
Tang Shi asked as she was cleaning up the dishes.
"He didn't say, so I didn't ask."
"oh."
Hearing this, Tang Shi nodded and continued:
"There must be something going on."
"Um."
"Want to go and have a look?"
"If there's something, he'll tell you. If not, then it's nothing serious. I'm a little tired today and want to rest early."
"Okay, I'll wash the dishes and take a shower, then we'll go upstairs and rest together."
The man nodded.
Pu'er jumped down obediently.
Step by step, with a noble attitude,
Walked up the stairs.
It's getting dark,
Night falls,
In this bustling city,
Brings a touch of tranquility,
Just like in a painting.
… …
After going out,
The old Taoist priest suddenly felt an urge to go to the bathroom.
Maybe I drank too much noodle soup.
The sewer pipes are aging.
Some old problems are likely to occur.
The water is fast, the water is frequent, the water is endless,
The old Taoist searched for a long time.
No public toilet was found.
It's not that the old Taoist has no sincerity and quality,
Elderly people,
And the urge to urinate came so suddenly and decisively,
There is really no other way at the moment.
While lamenting that the public toilets in Shanghai were not well covered, I found a small alley.
He unbuckled his belt directly.
At first, it was beads of all sizes falling on a jade plate.
Then the lingering sound dripped in the air,
In the end,
After achieving success,
The old Taoist smacked his lips.
Yawned.
Just then a car drove by.
Very unqualified to use the high beam,
The alley was suddenly lit up.
The old Taoist bowed his head.
When I looked at the place I had just marked,
I suddenly discovered that there was a sculpture of the God of Land underneath.
Oh my god!
The old Taoist is originally a Taoist, even if he is not very sincere, but even an ordinary non-believer would not dare to pee at the statue of a god, right
Belief in religion or not is one thing;
But most people don't dare to do this, especially something so disrespectful.
The old Taoist took a few steps back.
Kneeled down respectfully.
Take all the cigarettes out of your pocket.
Give money to the God of Land.
Then he bowed his head and worshipped.
At the same time he shouted:
"Lord of the Land, Lord of the Land, I didn't mean to do that. I definitely didn't mean to get you wet.
Please let this kid go.
Open a way out.
Give the kid a way out.
Open one,
A way to survive..."