The old man finally looked up and said, "Two cents!" Then he lowered his head to read the newspaper again.
Mu Qingli suspected that the old man was just casually naming the price, so she took out seven yuan from her pocket and put it on the table, picked up the books, pushed the cart and went to move the bed.
The old man looked up curiously and asked, "Don't you need my help?"
Mu Qingli picked up the bed and put it on the cart, as easily as playing, and pushed it into the cart and walked out.
...are you so arrogant?
"Girl! How come you are so strong?" the old man was curious.
"Hehe! It's natural!" Mu Qingli smiled proudly, said goodbye to the old man, pushed the cart and left.
She pushed the bed down the street and came to her yard. Only after entering the yard did she put the bed into the space.
There was no way out. There were too many people on the street. I couldn’t find a safe place after walking all the way, so I had to run back home.
After putting away the bed and books, Mu Qingli pushed the cart back and returned it to the old man. The old man returned five dollars to her, and then Mu Qingli walked back.
I went back to the yard to tidy up, and when I rode my bike out again, there were fewer people on the street.
"Old Zhao! How are you?"
Halfway through the journey, I saw two elderly men with gray hair on the road, holding brooms and pushing a garbage truck. One of them was so weak that he was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up.
"He's hungry! Maybe he has low blood sugar? And he has a slight cold! He's wearing thin clothes and is cold!" said one of the middle-aged men.
Mu Qingli recognized that these people were the ones who were criticized in the afternoon, including teachers and doctors...
Mu Qingli shook her head and said, "I just can't stand this. I get itchy hands when I meddle in other people's business!"
Looking at the net bag she was carrying, Mu Qingli took out the egg cake from the net bag and handed it to the aunt who was supporting the old man sitting on the ground.
"Here! Take it!" Mu Qingli said, put the paper bag there, turned around and left.
After a while, he came back on his bicycle, left them some clothes for both men and women, and without saying much, he got on his bicycle and left again.
Those clothes were from Mu Yuansheng and Li Xiumei that she had collected at home. Finally, they were useful.
The few people in the cold wind couldn't help but burst into tears as they watched the figure quietly leaving.
The girl, who is obviously very thin, looks as tall and straight as a bamboo, making people feel a touch of warmth in this spring season when people are tortured and looked down upon, which is colder than winter.
"Don't just stand there, while no one is paying attention to us, quickly put clothes on Lao Zhao, and give him some egg cake!"
"Hey! Hey!" The old aunt hurriedly put clothes on the old man sitting on the ground and handed him the egg cake.
"We have extra clothes! It seems that the girl has taken them all for us! Here, you should put on one more piece! Keep warm in spring and autumn, otherwise you will catch a deadly cold! Eat the egg cake quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to explain yourself if someone sees you!"
As the old lady spoke, she distributed the clothes and egg cakes.
Several people stood in the cold wind and shared the egg cake first, fearing that it would be discovered and wasted, and then they quickly put on their clothes.
After I regained some energy, I started to pick up the garbage on the street.
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