In the middle of the night, on a deserted street in the county town, sanitation worker Li Xia wore a white hat and a big mask. After sweeping the entire street with great effort, she returned to the tricycle with garbage, and she was suddenly astonished as seeing foreign objects in the sky. Up.

Li Xia clearly remembered that the storage bag she hung on the tricycle was used to hold some empty plastic bottles from the cans that she found. She has been hanging on the car and has not found anything today. , It should be empty, but like a trick, a stationery gift box appeared, and it was brand new, even the bag had not been opened.

Li Xia picked it up and took a look, again surprised. I have seen stories like “The Secret of the Gourd”. As long as you think of something in your heart, that thing will appear in front of you. She has reached middle age and has already passed that era. However, the stationery box gift package in front of me is exactly the kind my son has always wanted, even the brand is correct. She has a deep memory of this gift box.

As far back as January this year, his son Li Neng deliberately brought the birthday gift of his neighbor Zhao’s son Xiaojie, and looked at his mother’s eyes with envy and expectation, cautiously I choose words and sentences that can impress my mother: “Mom, look, Xiaojie, how beautiful this gift box is, it has everything, and it’s the Optimus Prime Hornet series shown on TV. Look, a complete set, 15 pieces. There are kettles, stationery boxes, pencil sharpeners, and even erasers. Everything is a series. I have seen that this kettle alone costs 100 yuan. This set is only 120 yuan. Yes, it works. By the sixth grade…”

Seeing the sullen eyes, she almost shed tears. She knew that her son wanted to say that an average of six years would cost only 20 yuan a year, and wanted to impress her mother to buy one. In fact, buying a birthday gift and buying a gift box worth a hundred yuan is indeed common for the family now, but for her, it is a difficult subject. With an income of more than one thousand yuan a month, she has to pay for water, electricity, gas, heating, food and drink, and all kinds of expenses for children to go to school. She can’t make ends meet. Why doesn’t she want to be a generous mother? However, she could only persuade her son to return the gift box to others…
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Li Xia looked around and there was no one. It is the quiet moment of the night, the night life in the county is not like the big cities in Tianjin and Beijing, and the street under my management is not the main street in the county. Even the small supermarkets that make money at night are only in front of them. The lamp has fallen asleep inside. Who will be here in the middle of the night? Seeing the murderous air on the streets in the autumn wind, listening to the rustling of the leaves on the ground as the wind blows, and the occasional rustle of fallen leaves, Li Xia shuddered for some reason. However, looking at the whole street, only the piles of leaves piled on the side of the road after I finished sweeping, and the leaves in front of the shop…

No. Two days and nights, Li Xia rode a tricycle and once again came to the Mingguang where she was responsible.Road, the storage bag is still hanging on the handlebar, and the gift box is placed inside. She didn’t want to accept other people’s things for no reason. What’s more, it was placed here quietly. What was going on has not been figured out yet. Although she knew that it was impossible for others to put it in the wrong place, she still had a hint of fantasy. , I want to return it to the person who misplaced it. As for someone giving gifts, Li Xia doesn’t believe it at all. In this era, there are many people giving gifts. I am afraid that there are people who give gifts everywhere, and they will not give gifts to street sweepers.

Although she can’t afford that thing for her son, she really doesn’t want to accept this kind of stuff of unknown origin. Although not rich, she never regarded things as good. During the divorce, her husband asked what her conditions were. She just shook her head and said nothing. She thought: There is no love, what is the use of things? In the end, her husband left the house and things to her, but took away his clothes for washing. Facing the house and things, she was neither moved nor excited, nor did she feel triumphant.
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In a city that is quiet at night and noisy for a day, under the dim light, there are no vehicles or pedestrians, and one can see the distance. As soon as she went to Mingguang Road, she saw someone shaking in the distance, right in the middle of the road, shaking and shaking, as if sweeping the road. She was a little puzzled that it was the section she had paid for. In order to make more money, it was originally a section of two people. She begged the stationmaster to give her the whole package. Wouldn’t she just make more money? The webmaster knew her situation and agreed. Who would get a foot in her “defense zone”? Thinking of this, she resisted the backache, pedaling for three rounds. When she got to the front, she got stuck in her throat and couldn’t come out of her throat.

“Heh, it’s cold, there are more leaves, and cleaning is not easy, I…” Li Dong turned his face to Li Xia and smiled, and then swept again. It was purely a cat crying and a mouse fake compassion. Seeing Li Dong’s regretful look, she suddenly remembered the gift box, hurried back to the tricycle, and said to Li Dong with the gift box:

< br/> “This must be what you put in my bag? Isn’t it?” Li Dong didn’t even raise it. He just said “Yeah” that he put it in, still sweeping the place there. Li Xia was a little angry. She hated the man in front of her. She hated the toothache. It was not him. Maybe she would not be so embarrassed, so sad, so miserable.

“You hurry up, otherwise, my broom won’t have eyes long, don’t wait for my face to break…” Li Xia endured her backache and shouted to the former man. Then, he stuffed the stationery box gift package into his hand and almost pushed Li Dong somersault. “I, I, don’t mean anything else, just seeing you are too tired, I will help you to sweep some, which is also considered a demerit, I am sorry to your mothers, I owe you too much, it is not clear…” Li Dong swept hard while responding. A long road, sweeping here, four-fifths of it has been swept, Li Xia’s heart is bitter, sour, sweet and salty.All, she wanted to cry without tears, she wanted to say nothing, she wanted to scold her, but she slammed the broomstick on the ground suddenly, and yelled: hurry up…