Chapter 532: Wu Qihan

"Is everything unusable? I see those old computers and old TVs above, it doesn't seem too broken, and none of them can be used?"

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

"You haven't said what you are doing? You came to my house without saying a word, and you didn't buy these waste products. You are not a reporter from a TV station, are you? You came to expose it?"

"Let me tell you, my family's business procedures are all complete. If you want to find something, you can't find our house. Go and have a look at another house. Go, go..."

The young man seemed a little impatient, and even less happy, with an expression of disgust that had not been honed by society, he waved the black oiled handkerchief, which was so dirty that it was hard to tell whether it was a rag or a towel.

"Friend, I think you have misunderstood. I am not a reporter. You are all doing small businesses to support your family. I will not expose anything. I am just an ordinary college student!"

Shen Dapeng tidied every pocket on his body, and showed the young man all the places where the DV recorder could be hidden around his waist, under his ribs, and around his neck.

"My name is Shen Dapeng. I'm a freshman at Shuimu University. I'm studying environmental planning and management at the School of Environment. I heard that our place is close to the high-tech park in the capital. It's a relatively large-scale waste acquisition and sales site, so let me take a look. Whatever the case, I have absolutely no malice."

"Student at Mizuki University? How do I know if you are a bad person? Do you have a student ID card?"

The young man seemed a little disbelieving, and looked Shen Dapeng up and down, but the content of the question still made people feel a little immature.

If it is really a bad person with ulterior motives, not to mention the student ID card, even the ID card of any department can be faked, it only costs a hundred yuan.

But it was a coincidence that Shen Dapeng spent a lot of time in the school library recently, and he needed a student ID card to enter the library and rent books, so he carried his student ID card with him.

The young man took Shen Dapeng's student ID card, carefully compared the photo with himself, and did not speak after confirming, with a deep sense of confusion and powerlessness in his eyes.

"Students from Mizuki University, how nice!"

The young man was stunned for a while, forced a smile, and handed back the student ID to Shen Dapeng, but there were two clear fingerprints printed on the first page and the second page respectively, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry you got dirty..."

The young man wanted to wipe it quickly in a panic, but the oil stain on his hands hadn't been washed off before. The harder he wiped it, the dirtier it became. He kept saying sorry, but looked at the completely dirty student ID card. , even more at a loss, with bursts of shame on his bronzed cheeks exposed by the sun.

"it does not matter."

Shen Dapeng took the student ID card and put it in his pocket without hesitation.

"Ah, by the way, my name is Wu Qihan, and this waste collection station is run by my grandfather and father."

Wu Qihan wanted to shake hands with Shen Dapeng, but he stretched his hand half way and then retracted it, "Come in and sit down."

Wu Qihan's tone of speech was very polite, and it could even be said that he was a bit inferior and lacked confidence.

There was also some admiration and envy in his eyes, and 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,

It looked a little dark inside, even though Wu Qihan turned on the light.

Looking up at the fist-sized yellow light bulb, I was a little curious. You may not be able to use LED lamps and tubes now, but at least you can use white tubes or energy-saving daylight bulbs. Why did his family still use them in the 1990s? light bulb?

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

"Oh, if you have bad eyesight, you should go to the hospital to have a look. As you get older, you are more likely to have cataracts or glaucoma."

Shen Dapeng looked around the room, the small living room was not big, and the furnishings inside were very simple, a square table with dark oil stains and a few 40 cm high Maza.

"I went to the hospital and found that it was glaucoma. It was an occupational disease caused by buying waste products for so many years. Most of the plastic products were medical waste products. Various unknown liquids evaporated, or rubbed the eyes after the hands were contaminated, so it is harmful to the skin and eyes. The damage has been caused for too many years, and when it was discovered, the doctor said that it could not be cured."

"You know so much, why do you still start the waste collection business together? The older generation worked hard, but now the society has changed, and young people have better job opportunities. Even if they go to work in restaurants outside, it is better than here. Stronger? Of course, working part-time is definitely not as profitable as doing your own business."

Shen Dapeng poked his head and saw a small door on the left and right sides of the living room, which he used to bow his head. It was probably the other two bedrooms, and the kitchen was definitely not in the room.

When I entered the house just now, I saw a small room next to it. There was still beans and potatoes stewed in a large black iron pot. It was covered with a mesh cloth, and flies roamed leisurely back and forth on it, savoring the delicious food without meat.

The layout of the room looks a little different from most families in the north. In the north, there are usually high tables and high benches. This kind of low table and Maza are more common in some other areas, especially Wu Qihan's accent. It is not the taste of Yanbei in the suburbs of Beijing, but with a slightly strong nasal sound.

"Grandpa and Dad didn't let me work. I had nothing to do now, so I was busy looking for some useful parts and fixing Grandpa's radio."

Wu Qihan smiled honestly, "Actually, it was because of my own inability to pass the university entrance exam, so I simply gave up."

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

Shen Dapeng asked curiously, dragged a Maza and leaned over to sit down.

"etc."

Wu Qihan wiped the papers first before letting Shen Dapeng sit down, "To give me a better education, my grandpa came to the capital from Shaanxi and Gansu with his family before I went to school. I have studied hard for ten years. I was originally admitted to the Agricultural University, but in the end because of the issue of student status and household registration, the university did not admit me."

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

Shen Dapeng never expected that the boy in front of him was actually a college student, it was hard to believe that he was willing to collect scraps here.

"Actually, it's nothing. If you don't study, you can live the same way. The big deal is that my grandfather and father will continue to collect waste products, and I can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year, which is much better than working for others."

Wu Qihan's words reveal helplessness towards unfair treatment, but there is no dissatisfaction or hostility towards society.

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