dream catcher

Chapter 7 007: The Blind

In the clothing store a few steps into the door, there are two plain white ladies' shirts on the outside, decorated with colorful patterns.

At the first glance, Lu Qiao thought it looked pretty, but at the second glance, he was disgusted and took two or three steps back.

I didn't know what was going on until I took a closer look. I thought it was a beautiful floral shirt.

At this time, I realized that the shirt was originally white, and the colorful and colorful things on it were all kinds of disgusting things left behind.That is to say, people passing by will regard these two white shirts as white towels.

The shirt was already dirty in a mess, and it still exuded a faint and strange smell.

A voice came from behind Lu Qiao: "Boy, that's a women's clothing store. I have men's clothes here."

Lu Qiao turned around and saw another clothing store diagonally across the corner.The owner of the clothing store, tall and thin, dressed in fancy clothes.Holding the cattail fan, he fanned himself and waved towards Luqiao.

Lu Qiao smiled awkwardly, he was looking for Da Hai's mother, and she didn't come to buy clothes at all, so he shook his head.

Seeing that her yelling didn't work, the proprietress shook her head and reminded her sharply: "Young man, let me remind you one last thing, don't say I talk too much, you can see that her clothes are not clean."

After speaking, the lady proprietress turned her head and went back to her shop. Obviously, the lady proprietress at the opposite door was full of malice towards Mother Hai.

Considering the relationship of competition, Lu Qiao was thinking whether the two white clothes at the door were made like this by the lady boss of the opposite door.

But even if it's reasonable, it's impossible for the proprietress not to find out, right?
Lu Qiao didn't say much and stepped into the shop, the crisp jingle sound resounded throughout.

It was only then that Lu Qiao discovered that the cushion in front of the threshold was a movable pedal, which would sink a little after stepping on it, and this slight sinking would pull the linkage device on the side, making the bell above the head shake.

"Hello, guest, do you want to see the clothes?"

The voice came from the room, and the voice was extraordinarily kind.Of course, it was followed by the sound of banging and knocking. It was a black hand that had been cracked, and the person holding the hand was an old lady.

The old woman's eyes were covered with blue gauze, and under the translucent gauze, it could be seen that her eyes were festered.

It seems to be dressed like this in order not to scare others.The person is already very big, with the appearance of seven or eighty years old, but the clothes look decent.The accent is standard Mandarin, which is extremely rare. It seems that the whole street is very well-educated.

For someone who loves cleanliness, Lu Qiao doesn't understand why the two clothes outside look like that.

"Didn't scare you? Sorry! Shopping for clothes?"

The voice came from the other party's mouth again, and then the stick precisely hit the wooden chair directly in front of the store, and he held the wooden chair with his hand and pushed it forward slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to find Mr. Hai, which is Dahai." Lu Qiao said with a smile, changing his thinking and speaking, not saying that he cooperated with Dahai, but directly changed his tone to ask Dahai for help.

"I don't quite understand, can you explain in more detail? So you sit down first!" The old man patted another chair with his cane to the right, then stretched out his hand and pushed forward half a step.

The old man sat on one of them, pointed to the water dispenser not far away and said, "There are cups on the machine, you can pour the water yourself."

Lu Qiao smiled awkwardly at the water dispenser, which was covered with mildew because of the humidity. At this time, two crisp bells rang, and it was an old-fashioned bicycle, which was ridden by a middle-aged man to the door of the store, and then threw a Bag thing said: "Today's delivery! Oh? Is there a customer?"

Lu Qiao looked at the white bag that fell into the store. It seemed to be dried noodles, but at this time they were all broken in sevens and eights.

When the middle-aged man took things from the back seat, he seemed to have touched the black grease on the belt, and wiped his hands on the white coat at the door: "The outsider is quite young, isn't he?"

Only then did Lu Qiao understand what was going on, and the person who caused the sabotage was finally found.

Of course, Lu Qiao has no temper, so he quickly opened his mouth to tell the story to the two: "I am a reporter from the Lukang Peninsula Evening News, and I cooperate with the TV station. I want to interview the local features of various streets in Lukang. I found it quite interesting. Mr. Hai happened to be one of the people in charge of our project. He occasionally mentioned that he lived in Shuomen Street when he was a child. I wanted to look for him and see if I could find him. It's okay, come to Shuomen Street for an interview."

After listening to the old man, his face was excited, but at this moment he hesitated to speak, as if he didn't know what to say.

The middle-aged man rode away with a sneer, and could vaguely hear a voice coming from a distance: "Unexpectedly, the sea is full of promise! I will come tomorrow, and give me two more eggs! Count me!"

The middle-aged man on the bicycle walked away, and Lu Qiao's words were completely confused.

"What do you call me? I hear your voice is very young, in your twenties or less than thirty, I ask you to call me "Fu Mom!" Haihai's mother said.

Lu Qiao turned his head and said, "Just call me Li Xia!"

Lu Qiao directly used Li Xia's name, and said calmly: "Dahai is not here, and I haven't seen him for half a year. The last time he came back was for the Chinese New Year, so he cleaned this place for me!"

As soon as Lu Qiao understood this, he continued: "Boss Hai is a very busy person, it's normal if he can't come back, why don't I take it for you? I see that the two white clothes outside are dirty!"

Fu's mother sighed: "Help me put it in, it's not convenient for me to go out!"

"Why?" Lu Qiao asked subconsciously.

"My husband died, so I decided to stay in mourning and never go out!" Fu's mother explained thoughtfully, her words were very flat.

"I'm sorry, it's time to talk about your sadness!" Lu Qiao quickly apologized.

"It's nothing, I've gotten used to it for a long time! Dahai also thinks it's too troublesome to take care of me as an old man, and I don't want to be a drag, so I let him go out to work by himself. Unexpectedly, he is doing well now!" Fu's mother said with a kind smile.

Lu Qiao nodded his head, walked to the door, endured nausea and put the clothes in, and then watched as Fu's mother touched the rice noodle bag with her hand, picked it up and put it on the table: "We may not be able to help with the sea, I am alone The blind man has been staying at home for decades, you can take a look at this street for yourself. If you don’t mind, why don’t you stay for a meal at noon?”

Lu Qiao shook his head, obviously wanting to refuse, but thinking about it carefully, anyway, the other party would not be able to tell if he ate or not, and if he ate it, he could get close: "That's really great! It's troublesome!"

Lu Qiao looked at the bag of rice noodles and oil that was picked up, and added that the middle-aged man who delivered it by bicycle said, come tomorrow and bring two more eggs to celebrate.

Send a bag of food every day!Not to mention whether Fu's mother's crooked body can eat so much, as far as Lu Qiao himself is concerned, this is completely enough for two to eat three meals by themselves!

So this means one thing!There must be more than one lucky mom living in this small house!
Who else?Could it be that the sea is also in it?The neighbors thought that the sea was not there, but in fact the sea has always been there?
Lu Qiao thought about it and said: "Mom Fu, I'm a reporter, and I want to know some history of this old street. Although your eyesight is not convenient, you should know a lot about the past, right?"

(End of this chapter)