Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 112 Reading Glasses Ticket
When Xu Qing didn't go out of the alley, he could still see the thin snow on the ground of the alley.

And as soon as I turned onto the street, on the street full of pedestrians, I couldn't see any snowflakes. The ground was wet, as if it had rained lightly. Only some corners and the walls on the street had not seen any snowflakes. Shiny white snow.

After Xu Qing arrived at the ward, he handed the food in the net pocket to his second father, Xu Guangjin, and then gave his father's cotton-padded jacket to his grandfather, telling him to put it on quickly.

After the old man saw his son's cotton-padded jacket, he was filled with nostalgia, and tears welled up in his deep eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Qing didn't know how to comfort his grandfather.

After a while, the old man slowed down by himself, and after a long sigh, he wiped his face with his hands that had experienced vicissitudes of life, then put on the padded jacket, and stroked it slowly with his hands.

And Xu Guangjin, who rarely talked, didn't speak or sigh, just like the old man, put on his elder brother's padded jacket, and then ate quietly.

When his second father went out to fetch water, Xu Qing let his grandfather secretly take a couple of puffs of cigarette, knowing that he felt uncomfortable.

But it was only two more puffs, and Xu Qing pinched the cigarette.

After chatting with grandpa for more than an hour, Xu Qing left the hospital and immediately rode his bicycle to the state-owned store.

I didn't go last night, so I went early today.

Although there is still snow in the sky at this moment, it does not affect people's going out at all.

Xu Qing came to the entrance of the state-owned store, parked the car and locked it, then dove into the crowd and squeezed towards the counter where he bought reading glasses.

The reading glasses counter was made of wood with glass inlaid on it. When Xu Qing lowered his head, he saw a lot of glasses cases neatly placed inside. There were also a few pairs of glasses, but not many.

A chubby female salesperson in her 30s saw Xu Qing looking at her and said:
"Little comrade, is it for the elderly in your family?"

As the female salesperson spoke, she reached out and grabbed four pairs of reading glasses from the counter, and placed them on the glass of the counter.

Xu Qing stretched out his hand to grab it to have a look, but the female salesperson said directly: "Little comrade, give me the ticket first."

These days, there is no need to worry about selling things. It was an era of scarcity and tension. The salespersons in state-owned stores did not have performance appraisals, and they served iron rice bowls.
Speaking of which, these people working in state-owned stores are better than Xu Qing working in the steel rolling mill.

It's just that ordinary people can't get in.

When Xu Qing saw that the other party was asking for a ticket for reading glasses, he immediately scratched his hair.

He didn't have it with him, not that he didn't bring it, but because his grandparents had always lived in the countryside, and the street office had never had a share of the reading glasses for his family.

Although this kind of ticket is not important and usually not many people use it, at the moment, Xu Qing doesn't have one on hand.

When the female salesperson saw that Xu Qing couldn't take out the ticket, she said:
"Comrade, you should take a look first. If you want to buy it for the elderly at home, you can come back later and get the ticket when you get home."

"Not many people want this thing anyway."

After the female salesperson finished speaking, she didn't greet Xu Qing anymore, walked to the other end of the counter, and started busy with her own business.

Xu Qing picked up the four pairs of reading glasses, looked at them carefully, put them back on the counter, thanked them, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, then got on his bicycle and hurried back to the courtyard.

Although Xu Qing didn't have the ticket for reading glasses, he knew that he should be able to get it from Xu Damao.

That's what he does for a living!
Furthermore, reading glasses are not food, not many people need them, tickets are not tight, and they are not valuable items.

Therefore, Xu Qing went back to the backyard and found Xu Damao to explain the matter.

Xu Damao frowned and said:

"Qingzi, this ticket is usually easy to get, but during the Chinese New Year period, no one has come out these few days, let me think about it."

Xu Damao smoked a cigarette, sat on the edge of the Kang, stretched out his hand to touch the stubble on his chin, thought for a while, and said:

"Yes, Qingzi, San Huzi seems to have made some for his mother last year, let's go, I'll take you to ask him."

While speaking, Xu Damao grabbed the scarf, wrapped it around his neck, and came out of his room with Xu Qing, locked the door, and took Xu Qing to Sanhuzi's house on a bicycle.

The place where San Huzi lives is very remote, not counted as a suburb, but it is almost the same as a suburb.

Xu Damao took Xu Qing and rode a bicycle for more than an hour before arriving.

A small farmyard with two tile-roofed houses, I don't know how many years ago it was built, and I can't say how dilapidated it is, but in Xu Qing's opinion, it is only slightly stronger than the courtyard where the old man Lao Yang lived.

At any rate, the courtyard is clean, and the wall has not collapsed.

"Sanhuzi, are you at home?"

Xu Qing pushed the bicycle and took Xu Qing into the courtyard.

In a room with a thick curtain, San Huzi suddenly ran out.

Seeing that Xu Damao and Xu Qing were coming, a smile appeared on their faces.

"Da Mao, why are you two here? Hurry up and leave the house."

San Huzi lifted the curtain to let Xu Qing and Xu Damao into the house, and cursed at the gloomy and snowy sky: "This shitty sky, the sun was out yesterday, and today it's like a stinky woman changing her face. If you say it’s going to snow, it’s going to snow, it’s totally unreasonable!”

After Xu Qing entered the house, he saw that the house was very clean, which was completely opposite to the dilapidated appearance outside.

And there are a few books on the kang, neatly stacked together.

San Huzi took out a cigarette, handed it to Xu Damao and Xu Qinghou, turned around and poured two bowls of boiling water, grabbed two spoonfuls of sugar and sprinkled them in, and brought them to Xu Qing and Xu Damao.

Leaning against the wardrobe, he asked Xu Damao and Xu Qing who were sitting on the edge of the Kang:

"What do you want me to do today?"

Xu Damao didn't answer directly. Seeing that there was no one else in the room, he asked, "San Huzi, isn't your mother and aunt at home?"

"No, I took my sister to the street."

Xu Damao took a puff of cigarette, let out an oh, and then straight to the point and said to San Huzi:

"Didn't you buy some tickets for reading glasses last year when you approached the Chinese New Year? Didn't you mess it up? If you run out, give one to my brother."

San Huzi cut it out, "What did I think, that's it, I have the ticket for the reading glasses, just wait for me, I'll go to the cellar and find it for you."

After San Huzi finished speaking, he walked out of the house.

Xu Qing and Xu Damao sat on the edge of the kang, finished their cigarettes, took a sip of the sugar water in the bowl, and suddenly felt their bodies relaxed a lot.

In the house of the three tigers, there was no stove, so the kang was burned, otherwise it would be as cold as an ice cellar.

More than ten minutes later, Xu Qing saw San Huzi coming back from outside in disgrace, holding an iron box in his hand, patting the dirt on his body and saying:

"There are three more. I bought a pair of reading glasses for my mother before. The remaining three have been useless and have not been messed up."

Xu Damao glanced at Xu Qing, turned to Sanhuzi and said:
"That's just right. Give it to my brother quickly."

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