Qingyang as promised

Chapter 4

At the age of 17, living alone in a strange city away from family and friends.This is Feng Yan's current life, cold and lonely.Humans are social animals, they need care and companionship, otherwise Feng Yan couldn't explain why he and Ye Qingyuan became acquainted so quickly after they met in the bookstore and often spent time reading and chatting together in Xianyuan Bookstore.

He didn't expect that the early life of this shop owner who was lazy all day long as if he didn't wake up was so colorful.Ye Qingyuan told him how bright the eyes of the children in the mountainous areas of the supporting education were, how dry the wind and sand in the Loess Plateau was, how optimistic and strong the 12-year-old boy who died of brain cancer in the Jinan Military Region Hospital asked for his body to be donated, and how optimistic and strong he was in the alleys of Wuxi. I met a couple who were already seventy years old. Their hands supporting each other made people feel beautiful.

Ye Qingyuan also knew that although Feng Yan was from this small city, he lived with his parents in Beijing since childhood.Because of the college entrance examination, I went back to this small southern city to study hard for a year, and waited for the exam to return to Beijing to reunite with my family in June next year.Ye Qingyuan also knows that Feng Yan, a science student, usually reads literary novels such as "The Golden Age", "Crocodile Street", "One Hundred Years of Solitude", and "Farewell My Concubine".When Ye Qingyuan asked him why he was interested in these things, Feng Yan smiled: "I appreciate the Confucian doctrine of the mean, there is only joy in curing anger, and there is nothing better than courtesy in curing bad luck. I don't want to be just a brain full of formula numbers in the future." Machines that move."

He also knew that Feng Yan wanted to be a doctor in the future.

Why?Ye Qingyuan asked.

Make money as a doctor, Feng Yan replied with a smile.

Isn't it high and high, mysterious and mysterious reasons such as hanging the pot to help the world, saving lives and healing the wounded?

There is no contradiction between making money and saving lives.Do you want me to perform calf amputation for you, shivering in the cold wind in unlined clothes on an empty stomach?Does it mean that when I perform a gastrectomy on you, I will drop gauze or forceps in your stomach because I ate a prime French steak for lunch or wore a Chavel shirt or drove a Mercedes-Benz BMW?Wealth is one of the measures of achievement in the world, and we cannot escape it.

Often at this time, the boy's eyes are full of sparkle and wisdom, and Ye Qingyuan is very concerned about the kind of confidence and vitality that knows what he wants.Maybe it's this kind of intelligence that attracts him, Ye Qingyuan thought to himself, the life in the small town is too comfortable and comfortable, he often forgets what Jinxi is when he has had enough rest.The vitality in Feng Yan made him remember that he was still in his prime, and he could still do things that he would like to talk about when he was old and recalled the past.

Feng Yan asked the most questions about why Ye Qingyuan settled in this small southern city. He knew that Ye Qingyuan had too many amazing experiences and opportunities. At the age of 17, he was envious of those people, so he didn't understand Ye Qingyuan even more. Behavior.

To be honest, Ye Qingyuan doesn't know why, he can't talk about values ​​and life pursuits with people who are still the same age as children in front of him. Those are all in the tightly sealed political textbooks, not in life.Besides, he himself didn't understand what he wanted, so why bother to spoil a fruit that is about to ripen in the motherland.Ye Qingyuan thought to himself mockingly.

Ye Qingyuan closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said to Feng Yan: "Do you still remember the first time you came to borrow books from me and asked me why I didn't register my identity information?"

"That's right, I asked you, aren't you afraid that someone will keep it privately and won't return it? You said, if he keeps it privately, it means he really likes it, and it's okay to give it to him." Feng Yan smiled and recalled the conversation that day, and he still thought So, because of this sentence, I love to come here, I can't say why, but I just like it.

"Actually, when my bookstore first opened, there were people stealing books. I didn't know about it at first, but someone told me later." Seeing Feng Yan's confused expression, Ye Qingyuan smiled and continued: "That's a child, I just entered junior high school three years ago and came to my place to rent comics to read. At first, I returned the books on time, but later saw that I didn’t pay much attention, so he got a bad idea. He rented out books from me at a low price for 3 yuan a piece. The book was sold to a classmate. Later he told me that after he sold about 20 copies, he was discovered by a female classmate in the same class who also loves to read comics, because the little girl found that I can read them for less money. The comics she wanted to read. The little girl felt that she wasted money, so she stopped buying books from boys. But she gradually noticed that the comics in the bookstore that she hadn’t read would appear in the hands of other students every few days. But the same comics in the store disappeared. She found out in the rental notebook that the person who borrowed those comics was that boy. As soon as the cause and effect were contacted, she understood what was going on. Then she told me about it .”

"Because she feels that her interests have been violated." Feng Yan said.

"Yes, why would you pay ten times more for comics that you can read for [-] cents? It's not for collecting. Later I learned that the kid's family was in a difficult situation, and the money he earned from selling books just wanted to paralyze him every day. My mother bought two eggs to eat. Then I told him to help me promote the bookstore at school, and I would give him three yuan for every customer I introduced.”

"And then?" Feng Yan asked.

"Then he really helped me promote it in school, and took the initiative to help me supervise those students who borrowed books. If anyone didn't return the books after two weeks, he would go to school to urge them." Speaking of this, Ye Qingyuan smiled: " Pretty cute, isn't it."

"What about later?" Feng Yan urged.

"Later, he helped me here for two years. A year ago, he went to Guangzhou with his relatives to work, and now he works as a kitchen assistant in a restaurant. In fact, his academic performance is quite good, but his mother is paralyzed. He is the eldest, and he has two younger brothers. , his father has no education, and the money he earns as a small worker on the construction site every year can't support the living expenses of the whole family. I once persuaded him to finish junior high school before going out to work, but his father had an accident on the construction site that year, and he was heavily in debt. He said He could no longer sit in school and study at ease. He got on the train going south with his relatives overnight."

"It's a pity." Feng Yan sighed.

"You think it's a pity, but he is very open-minded. When he arrived in Guangzhou, he found that there were many second-hand bookstalls there, and the books were weighed by the catty. He would go to the second-hand bookstall after work every day to collect those old books that were not very good. , and then pack it up and send it to me. There are customers in the store who want to buy books for collection after reading the books. There was a book sale, but it didn’t last long. First, people would report it. Second, everyone knew that they could find cheaper books here, so they stopped buying books from those people. Slowly, there were basically no books from them. I have sold books secretly. And many customers who come to me to rent books also put their old books at home here. They say that they take up space at home, so they might as well share them with like-minded people. They don’t want the money for renting books. , I have the right to pay the bookstore’s rent and utility bills.”

Ye Qingyuan looked at Feng Yan firmly, and said, "Do you think a bookstore like mine can continue to operate in those big cities? At first I opened this small bookstore purely for personal hobbies, but later I lived in this small city for a long time. I don’t want to leave anymore. The human touch. Later I thought, I like this place because of the human touch here, which makes people comfortable and warm.”