stonecrandall Chapter 261
Chapter 261
The life on the first floor is still passable.
In addition to the smell of fumes, it sometimes choked her out of the house.
She heard the sound of every bike returning home in the evening.
And nothing else.
Sometimes Lou Xiao'e comes back early.
The grandmother set up two rocking chairs downstairs.
They would also lie down together and look at the stars.
"Xiao'e, have you found your life?"
"Not yet."
"Your parents gave you a lot of money."
"They're afraid I'm going to have a bad time."
"How are you now?"
"It's okay... At least grandma, you can help me." "
Sweet mouth."
Grandma sighed.
Look up at the sky.
"Xiao'e, some people here have worked all their lives, and they can't do without this small place. The people who come in come in, and the people who leave can't do without, this is Hong Kong City, this is Tangzhong Lane.
"I don't seem to have asked, why is this place called?"
"The original people who lived here were all servants in the family of this person in Tangzhong, so every house was so small, they went out in the morning, came back at night, and went out to work after sleeping."
"What about you?"
"I'm not. It's just that my parents are like this, so I have lived here for the rest of my life.
"Why don't you want to move out?" How nice it is to move out.
"Don't want to. Nor will it be.
It took a long time for Lou Xiao'e to understand this answer.
For example, Lou Xiao'e.
She found work here.
Except for high-rise buildings.
There she couldn't step in.
It is a century-old brand.
It's not very recruiting.
So in addition to the running hall of a noodle shop.
He couldn't find any other work.
A long, long time.
She repeated wiping the table.
Sweeping.
Topmost.
Remove the bowl.
Then from the open streets.
Beautiful lighting.
Step into an alley with four turns and five turns.
It's like an ant walking into an anthill.
She can't get out of this alley.
The money left by the parents was hidden in the cupboard and looked at it every day.
Eat the cheapest bowl of clear noodle soup.
Sometimes with meals.
Grandma gave her a bowl of wonton soup.
There were a few pieces of chicken floating inside.
She felt it.
She doesn't belong here.
And then he stepped into it without hesitation.
Hide in the crowds.
She wasn't buying those red shoes.
She also rarely introduced her as Lou Xiao'e to others.
The name is for her.
It is also just a former representative.
Over here.
Except that grandma knows her name is Xiao'e.
Nobody cares.
And no one will know.
The days went by like this.
When you pick up a pen and write a letter.
She wrote.
"Mom and Dad, I seem to have started a new life, but I don't know if this is a new life. I don't know if it will meet your expectations. So life isn't actually as decent and free as I thought, but I still feel it's much better than before. At least I can control my own life. By the way, the red leather shoes broke dad, the one I liked very much, but I think that I used to be ignorant and broke down with it, and became a lonely and free me. No need to be sad, that's fine. "
Spent so many years in Hong Kong City.
Lou Xiao'e runs from the noodle shop.
I changed to another noodle shop.
Finally, go to another bakery to sell bread.
Watch the pedestrians coming and going at the door and spend the day.
She never seemed to want to come back.
A life as calm as water does not produce a little wave.
She didn't want to give birth either.
It's the same bowl of noodles every day.
A box lunch.
Same small house.
The same winding way home.
The same turn from the crowd.
Turn into a sparsely populated place.
It was her home in Hong Kong City.
In fact, it will be a home in the future.
She actually saved enough money.
So much so that you could have bought this house a long time ago.
But I can't buy any ordinary house out of this building.
Plus what the parents give.
Maybe enough.
She thought seriously.
But maybe there is an inexplicable feeling in my heart.
She still hasn't come up with the money.
The one upstairs moved away.
The day I left.
They introduced with a spring breeze.
Where my own family is going to live.
Sunny day.
The first rays of sunlight shine every morning.
The whole home smells of the sun.
Lou Xiao'e thought.
The bakery also has sunshine.
There is also the aroma of bread.
Later will be the time to go.
The man turned around and said.
"You move into the floor where we used to live, it's bigger and safer, and we're all clean." Collect the same rent as you did.
Lou Xiao'e nodded busily.
Waving their hands to tell them not to repent.
"Unapologetic little girl. Don't worry.
"Good."
In the evening, she said she was moving to the second floor.
Also asked grandma.
"Obviously someone can go out."
"His family. After opening a watch shop, a rare customer came to repair the watch, and at a glance, it was a delegate from another country who came to participate in the conference, repaired an old watch he liked, and made money that he could not earn for decades.
"That's nice."
"Someone can go out, it's just that the opportunities are different. What about you? Not ready to go?
"I think it's good. Now you can still use the same money to live in a house twice as big, where to go?
"Good. Then stay with grandma here. I'm on you.
"I fell for you."
It wasn't long after.
Lou Xiao'e met a young man in a bakery.
He comes every day.
In time.
Acquainted with Lou Xiao'e.
Only to know that he is also a mainlander.
"There are a lot of opportunities here, why don't you want to go out and break in."
"I think that's fine."
"Heck, you think that Dajindi is nonsense, everyone may make a lot of money, go home, isn't it Guangzong Yaozu."
"I don't want to glorify my ancestors. I don't want to go back.
"Then it's strange, you are neither here to make money nor want to go back, what is so attractive to you here?" Life is not familiar, there are many rich people, their eyes grow on the top of their heads, they can't even imagine how much ordinary people spend a day.
"Maybe there are people there I don't want to see, and things I don't want to reminisce about."
"But escape is not the way to go. You do forget the bad ones, but what about the good ones? The people who love you, the people who wait for you, the places where you grew up, these are all more important than those bad memories, aren't they? Why not just look at those? Don't punish yourself by staring at those bad places.
"You can see it. But it's easier said than done.
"It's not difficult. As long as you follow me for a few days, you should know. "
What?"
"I want to show you how proud and xenophobic the rich people here are, and they don't understand human suffering, and one day here, you can see its building rise and watch its building collapse." What a cold and distant place it is. This is not where we belong. "