赵春明白天要上班,很忙。我们约好时间晚上见。和他握手的时候,握出他的手很粗实,心里却惊讶,他一点不像个修脚工,脸上的斯文气倒很像个文化人。相握的手刚刚松开,他已指着床对我说:“你躺上去吧,给你修修脚,我带了工具来的。” 我有些猝不及防,忙说:“不用!不用!今晚我就想听你说说自己。” “我也没做啥大事,没啥可说哩。”他说。我说:“我知道一点你的经历,你这些年不容易啊!” 我的话显然说到了他的心上。他说:“那是!”我觉出他有些动容。他坐到了沙发上。那晚,我走进了他的故事…… Zhao Chun to work tomorrow, very busy. See you in the evening for an appointment. When shaking hands with him, holding his hand very rough, but in my heart was surprised, he is not like a pedicure, his face gentle enough to be like a cultural person. He had already pointed his hand at the bed and said to me: “You lie down and give you a pedicure, and I brought a tool.” “I was caught off guard and said:” No! No Tonight I would like to hear about you. “” I have not done anything, nothing to say miles. “He said. I said: ”I know a little of your experience, you are not easy these years!“ My words apparently spoke of his heart. He said: ”That’s!" I think he has some movement. He sat on the couch. That night, I walked into his story ...