Chapter 532

"Are they all useless? When I look at those old computers and old TVs above, they don't seem too broken. None of them can be used. "

Shen Dapeng wanted to check the waste TV, but he was stopped by the young man.

"You haven't said what the hell you do? To come to my house quietly is not to buy these waste products. Aren't you a reporter from a TV station? To expose? "

"I tell you, my business procedures are complete. You can't find our house if you want to find something. Go to another house. Go, go..."

The young man seemed a little impatient and unhappy. His face was filled with an expression of disgust that had not been honed by the society. He waved his hand and painted it black and dirty. He couldn't tell whether it was a rag or a towel.

"Friend, I think you misunderstood. I'm not a reporter. You all do small business to support your family. I won't expose anything. I'm just an ordinary college student!"

Shen Dapeng tidied up every pocket on his body, waist, rib, neck, and showed the young people all the places where he could hide the DV recorder.

"My name is Shen Dapeng. I am a freshman of Shuimu University. I studied environmental planning and management in the school of environment. I heard that we are close to the high-tech park in Beijing. It is a large-scale waste purchase and sales site, so I'll see how the situation is. I have absolutely no malice."

"Students from Shuimu university? How do I know if you're a bad person? Do you have a student card? "

The young man didn't seem to believe it. He looked up and down at Shen Dapeng, but the content of the question still made people feel a little childish.

If you are really a bad person with ulterior motives, not to mention the student card, even if the certificates of any department can be forged, it's only 100 yuan.

However, it's a coincidence that Shen Dapeng has been soaking in the school library recently. He needs a student card to enter the library and rent books, so his student card is carried close to him.

The young man took Shen Dapeng's student ID card and carefully compared the photo with himself. After confirmation, he didn't speak. His eyes flashed with a strong sense of confusion and powerlessness,.

"It's nice to be a student of Shuimu University!"

The young man was stunned for a little while, barely squeezed out a smile, and then handed the student card back to Shen Dapeng. However, two clear finger prints were printed on the first and second pages, "Oh, sorry, I'm sorry to dirty your things, sorry..."

The young man wanted to wipe quickly in a panic, but the oil stain on his hand had not been cleaned before. At this time, he wiped harder and harder, but it became more and more dirty. He repeatedly said he was sorry, but looking at the student card that had been completely dirty, he seemed a little overwhelmed, and the bronze cheeks exposed by the sun were filled with shame.

"It doesn't matter."

Shen Dapeng took the student card and put it into his pocket.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Wu qihan. My grandfather and father opened this waste collection station."

At noon, qihan wanted to shake hands with Shen Dapeng. He stretched out his hand halfway and retracted back, "come in and sit down."

Wu qihan spoke politely, even a little inferior.

There was also a little worship and envy in his eyes. He didn't consider whether Shen Dapeng was good or bad, so he politely took Shen Dapeng to the house at the end of the stone path.

Shen Dapeng entered the room, which looked a little dark, even if qihan turned on the light at noon.

Looking up at the fist sized yellow bulb, I was suddenly curious. Now we may not use LED chips and tubes, but at least we can use white tubes or energy-saving fluorescent bulbs. Why does his family still use bulbs from the 1990s?

"Hehe, it's cheap. My grandfather is used to the yellow light bulb. He thinks the fluorescent lamp is too bright. My grandfather's eyes are not very good and can't stand the stimulation of strong light, so he seldom works when the sun is strongest. He doesn't sleep and rest in the house."

"Oh, if your eyes are bad, you should go to the hospital. When you are old, you are more likely to have cataract or glaucoma."

Shen Dapeng looked around the room. The small living room was not large. The furnishings inside were very simple. There was a low foot square table with dark oil stains and several 40 cm tall Mazars.

"I went to the hospital to see glaucoma, which is an occupational disease left by the purchase of waste products for so many years. Most of plastic products are medical waste. All kinds of unknown liquids evaporate, or rub eyes after hand contamination, so the damage to skin and eyes has been caused for too many years. When I found it, the doctor said it could not be cured."

"You know so much, why do you still do the waste collection business together? The older generation worked hard, but now the society has changed. Young people have better employment opportunities. Even if they work in a restaurant outside, it's better than here, isn't it? Of course, working certainly doesn't earn as much as doing business. "

Shen Dapeng looked into the living room and saw a small door on the left and right sides. He used to bow his head. It is estimated that it is the other two bedrooms. The kitchen is certainly not in the house.

When I entered the house just now, I saw a small room next to it. There was a big black iron pot with beans stewed potatoes covered with mesh cloth. Flies walked back and forth leisurely and tasted the delicious food without meat.

The decoration of the room looks different from that of most families in the north. In northern families, there are usually high foot tables and high benches. This kind of low foot table and Mazar are more common in some other areas. In particular, the accent of Wu qihan's speech is not Yanbei flavor in the suburbs of Beijing, but slightly with a strong nasal sound.

"Grandpa and dad won't let me work. I'm busy because I have nothing to do now. I'll find some useful parts and repair grandpa's radio."

Wu qihan smiled simply and honestly, "in fact, I didn't have the ability to go to college, so I didn't go to college at all."

"Are you also in the college entrance examination this year?"

Shen Dapeng asked curiously and pulled a Mazar to sit down.

"Wait."

At noon, qihan wiped Maza first, and then let Shen Dapeng sit down. "Grandpa, in order to let me get a better education, came to the capital from Shaanxi and Gansu before I went to school. He studied hard for ten years. This year, he was admitted to the Agricultural University. Finally, the University didn't admit me because of my student status and registered permanent residence."

"That's a pity. Agricultural University is also a good school."

Shen Dapeng never thought that the boy in front of him was also a college student. It was hard to believe that he was willing to collect waste here.

"In fact, it's nothing. It's the same life without studying. It's a big deal to continue to collect waste products with my grandfather and father. You can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year, which is much better than working for others."

Wu qihan's words reveal his helplessness to unfair treatment, but he has no dissatisfaction and hostility to society.