A clumsy work

Uncle Wang is a freak! -At least in the eyes of the neighbors.

A pair of worn-out yellow leather shoes, a pair of canvas pants that can be seen everywhere on the construction site, and that distinctive, dusty and rustic hat are uncle Wang's unchangeable standard clothes. Every day when the fish belly turns white, Uncle Wang will go shopping on time. This time is our happiest time. I saw uncle Wang go to the eggplant stall to have a look. He put it down with his hand. I came to the watermelon heap again, patted it, sighed and left again. After shopping for two hours, there are often only one or two dishes in hand. Once, he quarreled with his grandmother who sold cucumbers. "After being a neighbor for so many years, why are you not willing to lose a dime?" Uncle Wang glared at Grandma Sun, acting like a reasonable man. Not to be outdone, Grandma Sun stretched out her thick and short finger and said to Uncle Wang, "You can't afford to lose a penny if you like to buy it or not!" Uncle Wang is awkward and can only escape from the scene in a despondent way, like a defeated rooster. At this point, only a group of children and old ladies and gentlemen were left around. What is even more puzzling is that Uncle Wang used to be a senior cadre of a state-owned enterprise before he retired, and now his monthly pension is no less than four or five thousand. So, in private, everyone gave him a nickname that was considered inappropriate-Wang stingy.

Gradually, everyone feels normal about some stingy things about "Wang stingy". Until that day—

A letter signed by Uncle Wang was sent to my home by mistake. Holding a letter in my hand, I reluctantly knocked on Uncle Wang's door. The door was unlocked and I went in. The scene in front of me froze me-a dozen children of about 12 or 13 years old, some climbing up and down on the sofa, some robbing each other of toys, while uncle Wang sat in a chair and smiled and told stories to several girls around him. My arrival seems to have broken this calm. They all turned to look at me, and I was a little embarrassed. I paused, and quickly finished my purpose incoherently. I put down the letter and wanted to leave. Uncle Wang stopped me, politely asked me to sit down and "confessed" everything to me.

It turns out that these children are all from mountainous areas. Uncle Wang has been sending money to their school and life for years. During the summer vacation, Uncle Wang took them to the city for a few days, so there was that scene. I was very moved in my heart. Uncle Wang went on to say, "They are all left-behind children. It's a pity that their parents left early. I can't help them much. I can let them eat better and get out of the mountains as soon as possible. My old man will die without regret. " Tears flowed from his eyes.

I finally understand that "Wang Xiaoqi" is not stingy. He gave up the comfortable life in his later years and lived a simple life, just to give his unrelated children a better life. What a great spirit he is! If this is a kind of stingy, then I am willing to be a "stingy" person forever.

We are always easily confused by the barrier of reality, but through it, we may see a little kindness, a little touch, a ray of warmth, and this is the new world.