The little chicken feet voice on the phone was a little excited.
I was a little happy when I met an acquaintance in a foreign country, so I said yes, what a coincidence, I just stopped by to buy some popcorn, and I didn’t expect that it was your brother who popped the popcorn.
The thing is like this, a little chicken-footed woman said that she had an unsatisfactory brother, and her mother was hospitalized with cancer and had no money to treat her, so she left Lanzhou and worked as a security guard in Yugang.
Her brother Wang Liuxing was popping popcorn in Xianyang because he wanted to earn some money to treat his mother's illness. In the past, I saw red pimples on her face. The skin cancer was found to be in the advanced stage and could not be cured. She passed away last night.
"Xiang Yunfeng, I beg you. I didn't have time to say it just now. You go back to my brother and ask him to go back and help with the funeral arrangements. I can't do it alone."
I nodded in agreement and immediately returned to the popcorn stand to find Wang Liuxing. He was still slumped on the ground wiping tears.
After telling what happened, Wang Liuxing stood up and said, "Thank you, brother. I didn't expect you to know my sister. We haven't seen each other for several years. How is she now? Has she made any money?"
I thought of the few small changes in Little Chicken Feet's wallet, and remembered that she had to pay for fried cakes on credit.
I nodded and said, "It's okay. Your sister can earn 900 yuan a month and lives in a rented house by herself. Don't worry about it. She can't handle it as a girl. You go back and help her."
He wiped his eyes and said: "I know brother, I just bought the train ticket at night. My mother is gone, what's the use of making money? I don't plan to come back after I return to Lanzhou. These things are too heavy to take with me. Are you?"
My sister’s friend is my friend, and I give you a brother.” He pointed to the popcorn machine on the ground.
I immediately shook my head and said no, what do I need these things for?
"Okay, I'll sell it to a scrap metal collector later."
"You wait first..."
I thought about it and said, "Okay, I want it, I'll take care of it, you can go."
He nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Then give me fifty yuan."
"ah?"
"You still want money? Didn't you say you would go back to Lanzhou and quit, so you wanted to give it to me as a gift?"
He shook his head and said: "Brother, I said I gave it to you, but I didn't say I would give it to you. I bought this machine for 100 yuan, and the broken tricycle can be sold for at least 80 yuan. You are my sister's friend, and I will give you a discount of 30 yuan.
Fifty will do."
I said I don’t want it anymore, you can keep it.
"Forty! Brother, just give me forty!"
He dragged me and said, "Let me buy new clothes, or else the neighbors will make fun of me when I go back."
I sighed. The two siblings were not doing well. One of them ate fried cakes on credit, and the other had no money to buy clothes.
I gave him three hundred yuan, and I gave him more for the sake of the little chicken-footed woman.
Wang Liuxing thanked me repeatedly, took the money and left.
I wanted this thing because it was useful to me. It was dark, and after making sure no one was following me, I got on the tricycle and pulled a bunch of things back.
Xiaomi recovered well. She came out and said, "Brother Feng, what is this and where did you pick it up?"
I said this is popcorn popcorn. I bought it. It’s useful. Come and eat it. There are a lot of them ready-made. That’s enough.
Lao Qian's daughter also ate a lot, and I piled all the uneaten food in her room.
From the time of the accident to now, excluding Brother Fake Fish, he and Hongyan have not contacted me. Because such an incident happened, I am very sensitive to acquaintances on the phone, and I don’t even dare to answer the phone, for fear of letting people know.
Xiaomi and I hid in Lao Qian’s house.
After dinner, I urged Xiaomi to drink the medicine, Guan Laoqian borrowed a shabby coat and put it on, then put on a monkey hat and rode a tricycle to the nursing home.
At this time, I couldn't believe anyone on the phone, including the boss.
I set up a stall under a street lamp at night, popping popcorn as a cover.
I don’t know how to use that thing. Someone came over with corn and asked how much a pot was. I said it was 800 yuan for a pot, which scared everyone away.
After waiting like this for two days, I finally got news from Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu said on the phone that he had driven back and brought Guicao Po from the Miao village. She is the kind of Miao girl who can really cast poison.
