Chapter 356: The Scavenger
"Me?" Ye Xiaomei quickly stood up and pointed at her nose, then nodded when she realized what was going on.
"Okay, I'll go take care of Teacher Qin's daughter when I'm free."
But don't mention the intern certificate. It's not like Teacher Qin doesn't have connections in the Military General Hospital. If she could cure the disease, she would have done it long ago. Why did she mention her certificate? It's as if she was not asking me to take care of the patient, but to treat the disease. How could Ye Xiaomei have such ability?
Therefore, Ye Xiaomei emphasized the word "take care of" because she wanted to tell the whole class that it was just care. I didn't say I could cure it.
During the break, Shang Zhen volunteered: "When can you take me one?"
"Wait a few days. If you're in a hurry, go with the squad leader first."
Ye Xiaomei knew that she didn't have time recently. She had to settle the accounts at the hot pot restaurant, and she also had to fulfill her promise to Tang Bushi to bring the stone to him.
After school in the evening, Ye Xiaomei planned to go directly to the hot pot restaurant. She didn't have to worry about the dumpling restaurant. Jia Nannan stayed in the dormitory for two days on October 1st, and she started working as soon as Zhao Mei came back.
The two of them get along very well, just like real mother and daughter.
But when passing by the dumpling restaurant, Ye Xiaomei was attracted by the old man who just walked out.
He was turning back and bowing to express his gratitude, with a bowl of steaming dumplings in his hand. It was his mother, Zhao Mei, who had sent him out. After watching the old man leave with the child, Zhao Mei went back to continue entertaining the guests.
Ye Xiaomei saw everything clearly from the other side of the road. As she watched the old man walking down the street, Ye Xiaomei found an opportunity when the traffic was slow and crossed the road.
"Grandpa, where are you going?"
The old man suddenly stopped and looked at Ye Xiaomei with a very confused expression, as if he had seen her before but couldn't remember who she was.
Instead, Tiedan's eyes lit up and he said in a baby voice, "Pretty sister."
When the old man heard this title, he said "oh" and then he remembered:
"You are the one who..." He pointed specifically at the dumpling restaurant not far behind him.
"Yes, I'm the daughter of the dumpling shop owner. My name is Ye Xiaomei. Hello, little brother. Long time no see." Ye Xiaomei pinched his cheek deliberately.
This child is very good-looking, with double eyelids, big eyes and long eyelashes. He looks like the boy who brings wealth in the New Year pictures.
"Yes, yes, yes, I've seen you before. I'm old now and my memory is not good." The old man slapped his thigh and laughed at himself.
"It doesn't matter." Ye Xiaomei liked this little guy more and more.
"By the way, Grandpa, have you found the person you are looking for?"
The three of them walked and talked, and then stopped at an intersection to wait for the traffic police's instructions. It was the peak time for people getting off work and school, and the sounds of car bells and motorcycles on the whole road were deafening.
The old man sighed and shook his head: "Not yet. The weather is getting cold. If I can't look for a month, I will have to go back to my hometown." As he said this, he rubbed Tiedan's head with heartache.
It seems to be saying that what hurts the most is the fear that the child will get frozen.
"But then again, you and your mother are both good people. I'm an old man with a smelly body, but your mother never hesitates to give me a bowl of dumplings every time I come here. Otherwise, we two, the grandfather and grandson, really don't know how to survive."
When the old man said this, his bright eyes sparkled with gratitude, and he handed the bowl in his hand to his grandson.
The grandson pinched a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth with ease, and then the old man waited for the little guy to finish eating before passing it to him again.
"Grandpa, you eat it." The little boy was very sensible. He stood on tiptoe and stuffed the dumpling to his grandfather.
The old man did not refuse, he opened his mouth and took the dumpling with a big smile: "Grandpa has already eaten these and he is full, you still want to feed him, be careful or he will burp, you eat, eat more to grow taller."
Ye Xiaomei saw that he was still wearing such thin clothes in this season, and it was a sleeveless vest with exposed arms, which had many patches on it:
"Who is the person you want? What does he look like? Maybe I can find out for you." In this way, she could return to Changshou Village earlier. Moreover, she knew Sanmao from the police station, so she should be able to find the person with his help.
The old man sighed and said, "It's hard to find. It was too young when it was lost. I won't bother you, little girl. If you have a destiny, you will find it naturally. If you don't have a destiny, you can find it by force. It's useless."
Ye Xiaomei felt a little sad when she heard this, but the old man did have his own reasons.
As they were about to cross the road, the old man clearly declined: "Girl, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll take my grandson and go first."
Ye Xiaomei knew that it was not appropriate to force it. The old man looked very old, but he didn't seem to like to trouble others.
Just as she nodded to go to the hot pot restaurant, Ye Xiaomei suddenly remembered what Zhang Erquan said. She quickly ran two steps with her cloth bag in her hands and stood in front of the old man:
"Excuse me, sir. I have been asked to bring a message to you."
Ye Xiaomei continued speaking without changing her words, and the old man's slightly hunched back suddenly straightened up:
"What is the name of this man you are talking about?"
Ye Xiaomei speaks her mind.
The old man was stunned: "Zhang family?"
"Yes, his name is Zhang Erquan. His mother is still collecting herbs in the mountains of Changshou Village and makes a living by selling herbs. If you go back, you can look for him."
When Ye Xiaomei said this, the shock on the old man's face became more intense.
It seems that the old man knows Zhang Erquan.
He asked anxiously, "Is his grandfather called Zhang Sansheng?"
Grandpa? Ye Xiaomei was stunned. She had never heard Zhang Erquan mention the name of his grandfather who was so angry that he died. She could only shake her head:
"Zhang Erquan didn't say it, but if you go back, you'll have a place to stay. You're so old and you're always wandering around. If something happens to you, it's not a good idea."
Ye Xiaomei knew that there were actually homeless people who froze to death every winter. At his age, his physical condition was no longer as good as that of young people, so the possibility of freezing to death was greater.
After hearing this, the old man seemed to be thinking about something.
Tiedan tilted his head back and smiled sweetly: "Brother Liangquan, I've heard you say that, Grandpa."
Erquan? Ye Xiaomei was suspicious for a moment: "His name is Erquan." Could it be that she said the wrong person?
The old man shook his head and sighed, saying, "The original meaning of the name was to have the best of both worlds, so it was called Liangquan. But when I registered my household registration, few people knew how to read, so they said it was hard to write Zhang Liangquan, so they changed it to Er, saying it meant the same thing."
So that's how it is. Ye Xiaomei looked at the old man expectantly, hoping that he would nod.
It is already late autumn and the leaves have fallen to the ground. How will we be able to sleep outside at night in another month?
After a long time, the old man still shook his head and said, "Wait for another month. I will go back when I find the person I am looking for. I know very well in my heart that I will find him soon, and he is in Chaocheng."
Is this based on feeling? It seems that the old man has become spiritual as he grows older.
Ye Xiaomei didn't say anything. She had delivered the message anyway. Just as the old man turned around to leave, a brand new black car squeaked to a stop on the side of the road.
The moment the car window rolled down, Ye Xiaomei's scalp began to feel numb.
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