Chapter 15 I Saw You in My Dream

She went straight to the scrap collection station.

Although it was in the city, the scrap collection station was really shabby.

This should be a large yard in a factory area.

The wall was tattered, and of course there was no need for any anti-theft awareness. Was the scrap collection station afraid of people coming to steal things?

There was nothing valuable.

No wonder!

All kinds of things were piled up in the yard in different categories, and no one was watching.

There was a staff member of the scrap collection station sitting at the door of the yard.

There was a scale there. Whoever came to sell scraps could put them here, and they would weigh them and give you money.

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked in.

The staff member saw that she was a little girl.

"Hey, little girl, this is a scrap station, don't run in."

"Master, my family is painting the house, and I want to find some newspapers to surround the wall. Can you see if I can go in and find some? I'll give you the price."

She didn't know how to use the dictionary directly, because that would go against the traces of history.

She was worried that she would be blown away by her own wings.

It was better to follow the track.

The staff lazily pointed to the corner of the courtyard, "Those books and newspapers are piled there, you can find them yourself. For newspapers, they are two cents per pound. If you want some, pick some good ones and bring them here to weigh them, and I will calculate the price for you. If you want books, they are one cent per pound."

Books and newspapers are the most in their courtyard.

From time to time, people around would come here to ask for some newspapers or books, either to start a fire or to make a fence, which is normal.

Who doesn't need them?

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked in carefully.

Sure enough, there was a pile of newspapers and books in the corner.

They were not sorted, just piled there loosely.

Jiang Xiaoxiao first found a pile of newspapers that were almost new from the pile of newspapers, even if it was just for show, she had to pretend.

She held the newspaper in her arms, and then she turned to the pile of books in the corner.

Basically, most of the books you can see outside are some study books.

Nowadays, people don't go to school much, and these books are thrown into the waste station.

Seeing a lot of high school books, Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.

Yes, these books will be useful to me in the future, and I will take the college entrance examination in two years.

The restoration of the first college entrance examination is an opportunity.

Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up a lot of books.

This pile is enough for me.

Then she saw more than a dozen dictionaries thrown in the corner.

It was against the wall, and no one should notice it. It was mainly because people didn't like to use dictionaries for ignition.

She was happy.

She walked over and flipped through it.

Nothing!

Until she turned to the two dictionaries at the bottom, she found something fishy as soon as she opened them.

There was a big hole in the dictionary, and an oil paper bag lay in it.

The same was true for another book.

Jiang Xiaoxiao piled all the high school books on top without saying a word. Holding a pile of books, Jiang Xiaoxiao felt bitter and heavy.

But for the good life of her parents and family, it was worth it no matter how hard or tired she was.

Then he walked around here like a fan.

Actually, he was absent-minded, and was anxious to go back and check the things.

After walking around for a long time, he walked out with the things in his arms.

"Master, please weigh it!"

The staff looked at it and found that there were not many.

After weighing it, it was only 50 kilograms.

"One dollar!"

But he was still happy.

Generally, they can put the money into their own pockets by buying such waste.

This is also a kind of gray income.

Jiang Xiaoxiao handed over the one dollar in his hand.

In this era, oil is less than one cent per kilogram, and newspapers and books are almost luxury goods in people's eyes.

No one usually buys them.

Generally, more people buy newspapers during the Chinese New Year.

If there are acquaintances in the office, it will be more convenient.

It's a convenient thing.

There is not much time for Jiang Xiaoxiao to buy newspapers and books so carelessly.

Jiang Xiaoxiao carried a stack of books in each hand. He felt that it was hard to carry this weight home by himself. He would go out and find a corner where no one was and throw them into the space quickly. It would be a waste if he didn't use them.

She bumped into a person headfirst. Fortunately, the staff of the scrap yard had tied her tightly with a rope, otherwise it would have been scattered all over the floor.

But the newspaper was not so lucky. Jiang Xiaoxiao held the newspaper under her armpit.

Now it was scattered all over the floor.

The other party quickly bent down to pick it up, while apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see the road clearly."

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't care and picked up the newspapers on the ground together. She was here to intercept.

A small episode didn't matter.

"It's okay! I didn't see the road either."

The man handed the newspaper in his hand over, with an apologetic look on his face.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

She knew this person.

Of course she knew him. He went to the countryside with her third brother and later sent back his ashes.

Later, he kept sending money back to their family, and never stopped.

Unfortunately, what this person didn't know was that her parents had died a long time ago.

The money had always been received by her uncle and aunt, and she didn't know about it until many years later.

This person was a rare warmth in their miserable years.

This person is called He Aiguo, but they don't know him this time.

They don't know him either.

He Aiguo handed the newspaper in his hand to the little girl, his eyes were puzzled and his expression was slightly startled.

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao burst into laughter.

This is not a popular pick-up line in later generations.

"Brother! I don't know you."

They are not supposed to know each other, so it is absolutely impossible for them to know each other.

Of course, this person is also a good person, and good people should be rewarded with good things.

At least some of the information she knows should be useful to He Aiguo.

After all, He Aiguo came to see her when she was dying.

If you receive a favor from someone, you should repay it.

This is the foundation of being a human being.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm a stubborn person sometimes. You also want to buy a newspaper. I'm here to buy a newspaper too."

He Aiguo is a familiar person.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, but she didn't expect that when she saw He Aiguo, he had a serious face and was extremely sad. Now it seems that He Aiguo and his eldest brother are good friends.

Otherwise, it will not change a person's character.

"Yes! I also buy newspapers."

He Aiguo was surprised when he saw that the little girl didn't show up.

Most people would not like to see his temper.

I think he has ulterior motives.

"How much does a pound of newspapers cost?"

He Aiguo felt that he had met someone who finally understood him.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew that his third brother had arrived.

They definitely regarded He Aiguo as one of those second-rate guys who struck up a conversation halfway.

Sure enough, Jiang Shitou rushed forward!

With one push, He Aiguo almost fell backwards.

Jiang Shitou's eyes turned red.

As he was passing by, he saw a strange man talking to his sister with a playful smile. Jiang Shitou's first reaction was!

This bastard deserves a beating.

Dare to harass his sister.

This means I don’t want to live anymore.

When He Aiguo saw Jiang Shitou, his eyes suddenly widened.

"You...you are...I know you...I saw you in my dream, you are dead!"

boom!

He Aiguo was punched hard in the face by Jiang Shitou.

The nosebleed came out immediately.

"You dare to curse me to death. I think you deserve a beating. Who is dead? Who is dead? Who do you think is dead?"

Jiang Shitou was furious.