Qingben beauty

Chapter 15 How to Continue Living

I heard later that Principal Sun held a grand memorial ceremony for Gu Mingyuan, and many scholars and celebrities were there. Because of those ancient books, Gu Mingyuan's sons and daughters suddenly became high-ranking people.

But I couldn't even see Gu Mingyuan off at the end.

Principal Sun and the children of the Gu family not only cleaned up everything in the simple house that day, but also took Gu Mingyuan's body away. Even the neighbors in the hospital didn't know where they took Gu Mingyuan or where they buried him.

After Gu Mingyuan's sons left, some of the neighbors came to comfort me. Someone sent me two bowls and a barely usable small table. The neighbors of the hospital sent me an iron bucket and a kettle for boiling water. Give me the iron pot.

They all brought things over silently, sighed, and then left silently.

That night, I sat in the empty simple house, watching the sky getting darker, the moonlight getting stronger, and then dimmed again.

At dawn, I got up and moved my bed.

Gu Mingyuan's sons searched very carefully. They lifted up my bed and looked at the bottom of the bed. However, they only saw that there was nothing under the bed, so they went to lift Gu Mingyuan's bed.

Seeing the bottles and cans piled up under Gu Mingyuan's bed, they were so happy that they didn't take a closer look.

There is no floor in this simple house, it is still a piece of mud. Under my bed, Gu Mingyuan once dug a hole, wrapped some of his own manuscripts in plastic paper and buried them under it.

I dug out the package of manuscripts, wrapped the teapot in the plastic paper, and took advantage of the light of dawn to walk into the field.

I buried the bag in the old ground of my shed.

Then I quietly went back to the house, pretended to just get up, and started what I used to do.

After I came, Gu Mingyuan put the coal stove outside the house and put a small straw mat on it, even if it rained, he could cook something there.

The coal stove, the potted flowers outside, and the flatbed truck parked outside were not taken away.

I opened the coal stove, put a briquette, started a fire, and boiled a pot of water.

Gu Mingyuan always buys rice once every five days. We just bought rice when we came back the day before yesterday, but when Gu Mingyuan fell down, I didn't care about it at all, and the rice had long since disappeared.

Fortunately, I still have the savings of more than 100 yuan, so I can still support it for a while.

After the water was boiled, I drank the water, changed into special clothes for picking up waste, and then rolled out the flatbed cart.

"Xiaoqing, can you pick it up yourself?" The neighbor who gave me the rice bowl, a man in his early thirties surnamed Luo, also got up. When he opened the door and came out, he saw me and asked in surprise.

I nodded.

Gu Mingyuan is gone, I am still alive, I have to find a way to support myself.

In the past two years, Gu Mingyuan's health has not been very good, and I did all the hard work of riding a flatbed scooter and checking.

And I only know such a way of making ends meet.

This simple house was rented by Gu Mingyuan. The monthly rent was 40 yuan, plus water, electricity and gas, and the total cost was 80 yuan a month.

As long as I work hard, I should be able to keep this little home for the two of us.

The neighbor sighed and said, "Xiaoqing, you should think about it and do something else."

I froze for a moment.

The neighbor shook his head and walked back.

After thinking about it, I still pedaled the flatbed to the garbage station I used to go to.

A car will come to the garbage station every three days to transport all the garbage to the garbage disposal site. If it didn’t come yesterday, the garbage has already piled up, and it’s hard to check what’s below.

I thought about it, and first searched for metal and paper products.

In fact, in the past year, people have lost very few letters and other things, and most of the ones that are found occasionally are torn off stamps. Gu Mingyuan said that it is because there is a boom in philately, and stamps have been paid for by a representative. The note of the letter has become a valuable collectible.

And the ancient books and antiques are beginning to disappear.

Because of these things, they gradually showed their value.

Most of the things in Gu Mingyuan's room were actually picked up before I came.

However, it is clear that some people think otherwise.

The sons of the Gu family went to search for so much noise, my neighbors could ask about Gu Mingyuan's life experience, so they would naturally know the value of those things.

While pulling out the metal and paper products, I watched a figure around the corner from the corner of my eye.

It was a gangster who had just moved to our area not long ago.

I was thinking about what my neighbor said when I went out, and I was about to pick up and check the things that I had pulled out all morning, and I estimated that they could sell for a few dollars.

A few homeless men came by.

One of them is the head of the homeless man in this area. Everyone calls him Brother Wen. Every time he sees me this year, the look in his eyes makes me very uncomfortable, and every time he meets him, Gu Mingyuan will call me stand behind.

Unexpectedly, just after Gu Mingyuan died, he would find him.

There are still more than ten steps away, Brother Wen smiled and said: "Hey, girl, you are here alone? You said that you, who are so handsome, have nothing to do with an old man, why not follow me, come on, Brother Wen I'm here to pick you up today."

I dropped my things and turned and ran.

I don't want the flatbed cart or waste products anymore, I bit my lip and ran to the simple house desperately.

I understood what the neighbor was saying.

Even if I have strength, even if I know how to identify those things, but...

I'm going to be 14 soon, my height is already 1.4 meters five, and my figure has the graceful figure of a girl.

Although I am not beautiful, I am not too ugly.

Myself……

Without Gu Mingyuan, the patron saint, it would be impossible for me to pick up waste and wander around the city alone.

I ran wildly on the street as if I was dying, and ran all the way back to the simple house.

When I got to the house, I took a few breaths, looked at the door lock that had been snapped off, and frowned.

I pushed open the door.

In the empty room, my bed was moved out of place, and the ground had traces of being brushed by human hands.

I hissed lightly.

"Xiaoqing, are you back? Just right, I want to find you."

Hearing a voice, I turned around.

A middle-aged woman was hiccupping and picking her teeth with a toothpick, and walked over staggeringly step by step.

She is the owner of this simple house, our landlord.

I immediately turned around and called out respectfully, "Aunt Wu."

"Hey." Aunt Wu replied, "I've heard about old man Gu. Originally, it's really a bit outrageous for me to say this at this time, but I can't help it."

"Aunt Wu, I can pay rent, I can earn rent, Aunt Wu, trust me!" I shouted anxiously.

Gu Mingyuan's rent is paid once a month, and it's only been less than half a month...

However, I am still a child, and I can understand that Aunt Wu is worried.

"Hey, you kid, can I be the kind of bad guy who drives you away when I see Old Man Gu dead?" Aunt Wu widened her eyes and said, "I was going to tell Old Man Gu about this the day before yesterday. Knowing that something will happen, it's not that I want to drive you away, but that this area will be demolished soon, and my house here will also be taken away by the government, how can I rent it to you!"

Demolition...

I understand what demolition means.

In the past few years, Xiangcheng has undergone great changes. The city is constantly expanding, and old buildings are constantly changing into new ones.

Here, it is no longer as desolate as before.

Demolition...

Gu Mingyuan also once said that we need to find another place.

"Hey, old man Gu has already paid one month's rent, and I will let you live for half a month. After half a month, people will come to demolish the house. You should make preparations." Aunt Wu turned around and left after finishing speaking. .

I was left standing at the door in a daze.

Eyes sore, but not a drop of tears flowed out.

(End of this chapter)