Chapter 1472 Life is like a dream 3
Halfway through the walk, Feng Qingxue suddenly remembered that Lu Erxiong had torn up the picture book that Dun Dun was reading yesterday, so she turned around and went to the bookstore.
They buy books in sets and don't feel sorry for the money at all.
Generally, there is no problem with the books that can be displayed for sale in bookstores. Feng Qingxue has bought almost all of them over the years. If there is no room in the study, she will put them in the space. She has not forgotten that the comic books and stamps of that time can be sold at sky-high prices decades later. Of course, she will not miss them. Things like "The Whole Country is Red" and "Monkey Stamps" are said to be worth hundreds of millions.
Although department stores, grain stores, and grocery stores are crowded with people, there are only a few people in the bookstore except for the staff, and bright red collections of quotations occupy most of the bookshelves.
The most important thing in the world is eating, and now people don’t attach importance to education at all.
There was an old man who was dressed very simply and was very thin. He was standing in front of the bookshelf and reading a book in English. He had a pair of glasses with a broken leg wrapped with tape on his nose. His hair was all white. The staff who were sorting the books walked past him as if they had encountered a piece of shit and quickly avoided him for fear that he would get on them.
"Teacher Qin, are you here to buy books?" Feng Qingxue walked over and said hello.
Professor Qin choked on his own saliva, "Is this for the child?"
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After buying a few sets of newly published picture books, Feng Qingxue saw several sets of "Self-study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" on display in the bookstore, so she paid for them. She didn't think this set of books was too much, as she would use them in five years.
"Yeah, that naughty boy in my family tore up two of his brother's comic books, so I had to repair them." Dun Dun was a good brother. He didn't beat Lu Erxiong, and he didn't cry either. He just picked up the torn comic books and put them together. Which adult wouldn't feel sad when seeing that? So Erxiong was severely beaten by Feng Qingxue.
Professor Qin looked up and saw her, and laughed at himself, "How can I afford it? While the students are on vacation and I don't have to clean the toilets, I came out to take a look, just to take a look. I'll take a look if I can."
Professor Qin pointed to the left and said, "The comic strips are all over there."
"Why waste that money? I can still wear these old clothes." He had some, and several old guys who had taught Feng Qingxue privately must have some too. One or two pieces may seem insignificant, but when added up, they amount to a considerable sum.
Professor Qin was stunned, with red eyes.
Feng Qingxue felt a pang in her heart, and whispered, "I made you a winter coat. Since you're not here, I left it with Teacher Jin in the reception room."
"Little man's book!"
"What books? I know everything about this bookstore." Professor Qin is obsessed with books. It is said that he has a collection of tens of thousands of books, and even though all of them were burned, he still did not change his nature.
Feng Qingxue returned home with a pile of books tied up and in her hands, and suddenly saw two familiar people.
Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "It's not a waste if you dress warmly. I won't talk to you anymore. Let me see if there is the book I want."
"Teacher Zhu? Teacher Wen?" Who else could the people sitting in the main room of their house be if not Zhu Ling and Wen Yue? They were both dressed neatly and had bright smiles on their faces.
Wen Yue smiled and said, "Xiaoxue, how long have we not seen each other? How come you don't recognize each other?"
"It's not that I don't recognize you. If I didn't recognize you, would I have called you out? I just feel happy to see you return to the capital." In fact, I was just curious. Seeing the two elders here, the most likely possibility was that their situation had taken a turn for the better.
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Wen Yue said with emotion: "I never thought that I would be able to return to the capital in my lifetime. Not to mention you, even we felt like we were dreaming the whole way."
(End of this chapter)