Chapter 1117 (1/2)
Mu Qingqing had a clear direction and walked quickly towards the young traffic policeman.
”Treading” Mu Qingqing stood one meter in front of the traffic police and didn't come forward again.
Because at this time, the young traffic policeman is directing a car to stop steadily and then conduct routine inspection.
It's impossible for mu Qingqing to disturb him during working hours.
Carrying his bag, Mu Qingqing stood waiting in place. About ten minutes later, the young traffic policeman finished his duty and went to the roadside to rest.
At this time, Mu Qing walked towards the traffic police again.
When walking past, the young traffic policeman was drinking water. Seeing Mu Qingqing coming, a trace of doubt appeared on his sweaty face.
In fact, Mu Qingqing just stood there and saw it. Although he was confused, he didn't mean to ask. After all, he didn't necessarily find himself, but now it seems that he did. The young traffic policeman looked at Mu Qingqing with doubts.
”Hello, my name is mu Qingqing. I'm the granddaughter of the scavenger.” Mu Qingqing introduced himself by standing arm in front of the young traffic police.
However, Mu Qingqing's words made the traffic police frown more tightly.
The young traffic policeman looked up and down at Mu Qingqing. His eyes showed more disapproval and dissatisfaction, and he didn't speak.
”Well, I'm the niece and granddaughter of the old man. I used to work abroad all year round and only recently returned to China.” The policeman couldn't explain clearly when he saw Mu Wen's expression.
”What's up?” The dissatisfaction on the young traffic policeman's face retreated slightly and asked.
”My grandfather is in poor health and has gone to Mordor to recuperate, but because I was in a hurry to send him away, he didn't come to say goodbye and thank you, so I want to say thank you solemnly.” Mu Qingqing didn't talk nonsense, but said directly.
”You're welcome...” before the young traffic policeman finished his words, he was interrupted by Mu Qingqing's action.
Because Mu Qingqing said that, he bowed directly and deeply to the young traffic policeman, with his waist and back at 90 degrees and his head down, looking very serious.
”Thank you for your help.” Mu Qingqing gave his sincere thanks.
”No, you get up quickly. Anyone can pick up this bottle.” Young traffic police.
”Well, thank you for giving my grandpa such a chance.” Mu Qingqing got up and smiled at the young dark traffic policeman.
”Well, I'm on duty. I'm sorry.” The young traffic policeman scratched his cheek and looked at the road.
”Then I won't bother. If you have anything, you can call me. I've been working in Chengdu recently.” Mu Qingqing said and put his business card where the young traffic policeman just took the water.
This time, the young traffic policeman just nodded, and then went to his post to be on duty again.
Mu Qingqing looked at the back of the young traffic policeman and smiled. He didn't say much. He turned and was ready to leave.
In fact, the young traffic police help very little. He only collects the plastic bottles of himself and his colleagues, and won't help collect others.
First, as he said, these would have been picked up, but it was his own will to give them to the old man. Second, not collecting others would not affect other sanitation workers who earn extra money.
Each has his own needs and gains.
Yes, the sanitation workers who usually clean the streets will also pick up some waste products that can be exchanged for money on a part-time basis to subsidize their meager wages.
Helping one person cannot harm the interests of another.
On the other side, Mu Qingqing was very happy to finish the established things. Even the pace of the return trip was much lighter.