Erhuangang Hutong is located between the Second Ring Road and the Third Ring Road. It is a dotted old town in the capital. The alley is very narrow, and two people can barely walk through it side by side. If it were two slightly fatter guys, , then it is estimated that if he did not turn sideways, he would probably be stuck on the spot.
But even so, both sides of Er Er Gang Hutong are still full of debris, either pots and pans from this house, old furniture that is unwilling to throw away from that house, or someone else’s. Broken cardboard boxes and plastic bottles picked up by the old man.
In short, although this place is only separated from the nearly fifty-story building opposite by a road, it is like a paradise and a hell.
The car of Zhen Junyi, the shopkeeper of the Zhen family, was parked at the intersection of Er Er Gang Alley. The driver, Lao Li, skillfully took out the wheelchair from the trunk and then took him out of the car.
Zhen Junyi sat in the wheelchair and adjusted his clothes. Then the driver, Lao Li, asked: "Shopkeeper, let me push you in..."
But who could have imagined it? Zhen Junyi, the shopkeeper of the Zhen family, waved his hand slightly and said, "No, I can just go in by myself!"
The driver, Lao Li, was a little surprised, because in his impression, Zhen Junyi had always had severe mysophobia. With his personality, he would not come to a place like this even if he was beaten to death.
Zhen Junyi looked at the driver Lao Li who had a different look on his face and couldn't help but smile and said: "Lao Li, I know what you are thinking... Haha, although I don't want to come to a place like this, I can't help it. That friend of mine He just happens to live here.”
The driver, Lao Li, looked at Zhen Junyi and said, "You can call him and ask him out!"
Zhen Junyi, the shopkeeper of the Zhen family, shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "That old guy... he belongs in the latrine. The rocks in the pit are smelly and hard. Letting him use the phone... is harder than fucking climbing to the sky!"
After hearing what the shopkeeper of the Zhen family said, the driver, Lao Li, couldn't help but frown. To be honest, this was the first time he heard Zhen Junyi swear in the Zhen family in the past twenty years.
The driver, Lao Li, didn't speak, but at this moment he kept murmuring in his heart: "What's happening to the shopkeeper today? Why is he so uncharacteristic? What happened in the old house of the Zhen family? Although every time the shopkeeper's When he comes out of that house, he will be in a trance, but this time... why has he changed so much? Could it have something to do with the note he read in the car? What was written on that note? "
The driver, Lao Li, was thinking secretly, but the shopkeeper of the Zhen family on the other end suddenly said: "Old Li, stop making blind calculations over there, wait for me here!"
After saying that, Zhen Junyi turned his wheelchair and walked slowly towards Er Er Gang Alley.
However, Zhen Junyi did not go straight into the alley, but went straight to a pancake and fruit stall at the entrance of the alley.
This pancake and fruit stall is not big, it is just a donkey riding on its back. Compared with other pancake and fruit stalls, this pancake and fruit stall is very dirty. The signboard is full of dark brown oil stains. The bucket of rinsing shovel is put aside. The water in it is even It has not been changed, and there is a mountain of fried dough sticks and crispy snacks on one side. Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that these things have been there for a long time.
Since there is no business, the stall owner is taking a nap with his chin propped up at the moment.
The stall owner is in his forties and is about the same age as Zhen Junyi. However, compared with Zhen Junyi’s dressy clothes and neat face, this pancake and fruit stall owner is a bit too slovenly. Originally, The white top has turned gray-brown due to oil stains, and the black apron has a thick layer of grease. If it is not washed, the oil on it alone is enough to fry a table of vegetables.
Looking at the stall owner's face, even though he had a hat on his forehead, he could still clearly see his appearance.
I saw that this guy had a long face and thin eyebrows, one side was long and the other was short, he had swollen eyelids, a bulbous nose, and a big mouth. He looked like a fish with a fat head turned into a sperm.
At this moment, this man was sleeping soundly on the fishing bench, completely unaware of Zhen Junyi, the shopkeeper of the Zhen family, who was walking towards him.
Zhen Junyi pushed his wheelchair slowly to the pancake and fruit stall. Seeing that the guy had no intention of waking up, he coughed lightly.
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhen Junyi coughed three times in a row, but the owner of the pancake and fruit stall still showed no intention of waking up.
Zhen Junyi smiled bitterly and said loudly: "May I ask...how do you buy pancakes and fruits?"
The stall owner was obviously startled by Zhen Junyi's words. He was so excited that he almost fell off the fishing bench.
He grabbed the donkey riding upside down beside him, and held down the hat on top of his head with his other hand. Perhaps because the sun was a little dazzling, this guy tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and took a good look at Zhen Junyi. After a while, he said impatiently: "The cheapest one costs 8 yuan a set...how many do you want?"
This guy is still a human being if he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, his voice is no different from a cock being strangled by the neck. It's sharp and thin, making people's skin crawl.
Zhen Junyi didn't seem to expect that this guy's voice would be like this, and he couldn't help but frown, but after all, he was a famous figure in the world, so even if he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he wouldn't show it too much.
Therefore, the look of disgust only stayed on Zhen Junyi's face for less than a second, and then he smiled slightly.
Just listen to Zhen Junyi smile and say: "It's not necessary if it's cheap."
The stall owner was stunned and said: "You don't want a cheap one? So...then you want an expensive one?"
Zhen Junyi nodded and said, "That's right! It's expensive if you come!"
The stall owner slowly sat upright, looked at Zhen Junyi sideways, sipped the toothpaste twice, and then said slowly: "Expensive...how expensive do you want it?"
Zhen Junyi continued word by word: "Although what I want is expensive, you have it... Listen carefully! I don't want fruit or crisps in the pancakes... I don't want chopped green onions or coriander..."
The stall owner said: "Then what do you want?"
Zhen Junyi said: "I want two golden Buddhas in the east, a mountain in the west, a coffin in the south, and a river in the north..."
The stall owner was stunned when he heard what Zhen Junyi said. He frowned slightly, as if no one had mentioned such an incision for many years.
The stall owner slowly sat up straight, staring at Zhen Junyi's face with his eyes. After looking up and down for a while, he slowly continued: "Then what kind of Buddha is to the east? What kind of mountain is to the west? What does the coffin look like to the south? How wide is the river to the north?"
Zhen Junyi slowly continued: "To the east are two Guanyin statues, to the west is Phoenix Mountain. The coffin is made of willow wood. As for the river... it is seven feet, seven inches and seven minutes wide...!"
