The weather in Shanghai is getting hotter and hotter. I have to take a shower every day when I have nothing to do, and I also need to use a fan to feel comfortable.

That day, Sheng Xiping took a shower and was resting on the cool bed in the bathroom changing room.

A young man working at the bathhouse took a small stool and sat down in front of Sheng Xiping. He was holding a pedicure knife and began to trim Sheng Xiping's toenails.

"Wow, young man, your skills are pretty good, quite proficient. How much is it?" Sheng Xiping smiled as soon as he saw him and started chatting with him.

"I'm not a pedicurist, and I don't charge you. I just see you come to the bathhouse all the time, and I'm free anyway, so I thought I'd give you a pedicure," the man said with a smile to Sheng Xiping.

Sheng Xiping knew this man; he worked at the bathhouse. He had heard people mention him before, saying that his mother was mentally ill and had hanged herself.

Only he and his father remained in the family; his sister was married, and his brother lived in Northeast China.

Sheng Xiping had a good impression of this man, and since he had nothing else to do that day, the two started chatting. As they talked, the young man mentioned that his brother was in Northeast China, specifically in Songjianghe.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiping perked up, carefully examining the young man for a few moments before realizing he looked vaguely familiar. "What's your surname?"

"My surname is Peng," the young man said with a smile.

"Hey, is your brother a teacher at Shuguang Forest Farm? He's not very tall?"

Sheng Xiping suddenly remembered that there was such a person in Shuguang Forest Farm, who was not very tall, a physical education teacher, and had taught Sheng Xi'an and Sheng Xikang.

I met Sheng Xiping twice before when he went to Shuguang.

“Yes, yes, that’s my brother. My brother’s name is Peng Chuanwen, and my name is Peng Chuanxue.” The young man nodded repeatedly.

In this vast city of Shanghai, amidst the sea of ​​people, who could have imagined such a serendipitous encounter? At that moment, both of them felt an even greater sense of kinship.

Sheng Xiping chatted with Xiao Peng for a while before returning to the hotel to rest.

Before they knew it, Sheng Xiping and Chen Weimin had stayed at the hotel for quite some time.

Sheng Xiping felt that it wasn't right for Chen Weimin to stay in the hotel all day, so he asked him if he could go out for a walk.

"It's not easy for us to come to Shanghai. Who knows when we'll be able to come again? How far can you go with only one leg?"

How about I take you out for some fun? To broaden your horizons.

"Sure, I can go quite far, don't worry, Brother Xiping, I definitely won't be a burden to you."

Chen Weimin has been hopping around for over ten years and has long since adapted to it, so he can go anywhere.

He hadn't dared to say anything before because he was afraid of causing trouble for Sheng Xiping, but since Sheng Xiping brought it up, he went along with him.

The two of them went to the City God Temple together, to see the antique buildings, eat the various snacks sold at the stalls in front of the temple, and buy some small items along the way.

Afterwards, the two went to the West Suburbs Park to see the animals.

Northern tigers, black bears, and brown bears are not particularly rare to Sheng Xiping and his group, but Chen Weimin has never seen elephants, giraffes, seals, monkeys, or the like.

Watching those hopping, clever, and mischievous monkeys amused Chen Weimin greatly.

People say the Bund is lively, especially at night.

In the past two years, it has become fashionable for couples to date, cuddling and whispering sweet nothings on the dimly lit banks of the Huangpu River.

Sheng Xiping then took Chen Weimin for a stroll. When they got tired, they would sit down and rest for a while, and then continue walking when they had rested enough.

In a city as big as Shanghai, people have seen all sorts of things. No one would be curious about Chen Weimin, who hops around on one leg, and no one would point fingers or gossip.

Chen Weimin can play and laugh as he pleases without caring what others think.