Tell the story of a girl who repairs shoes.

The cold wind blew the busy streets deserted, but I rode my bike and looked everywhere for the girl who repaired shoes from a foreign land.

Just yesterday, when I took off my left heel leather shoes and made her stubborn, I was a little suspicious that she could pierce my cowhide sole with an awl. But she accepted it calmly and confidently said to me, "Don't worry, just nail a few nails."

I don't trust to remind her to make it stronger and I don't care about spending more money. She just looked at me, whether she agreed or not, right? Three nails went in, and then she tugged at the sole with one hand and the vamp with the other, meaning, "Are you relieved now?"

I was just about to reach for my pocket when she waved her hand and said she was not busy. She pointed to the vamp and said with a strong foreign accent, "Look, the thread is broken." He pricked up his ears as he spoke.

Taking advantage of her work opportunity, I took a look at this humble girl. She is short and chubby, with round eyes under her eyebrows. She is staring at the work at hand. The swollen back of her hand recorded the hardships she experienced. I made up my mind that no matter how much she wanted, I would never make a counter-offer.

The girl handed me the shoe and told me to take off the other one. I raised my feet to show her if the shoes were broken. She said, "Your feet are sweating and the thread is broken. Even if it is not broken, it will not last for a few days. " Say, take off my shoes and stuff them.

Suddenly, a shadow hung over my mind-I didn't even ask the price. If she wants more money from me, what can she do?

When the shoes are finished, I'm sure she will overcharge, but she only wants 60 cents. It seems that she is not who I thought she was.

I gave her money, but I never expected that I didn't have my wallet with me, so I rummaged through my pockets and found only three cents. I am very embarrassed. I am even more nervous when I think of the scene that I was satirized by a salesman a few years ago because I was only a penny short of buying cloth. I know that whenever she shouts, passers-by will gather around. I didn't want to be embarrassed, so I explained the situation to the girl awkwardly and took off my watch as collateral. Who knows, the girl smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid I'll run away?"

"No, I believe you." At this point, I just want to get out of trouble as soon as possible and think nothing else. I expect her to promise me. She smiled and said, "I believe you, too. This money is enough. "

"No, just triangle money!" I told her.

"Yes, but you gave me something else." She cocked her head and looked at me in a friendly and naughty way. "What else? What did I give you? " I asked in surprise.

"Honesty and trust!" She answered frankly.

I'm ashamed. Is she honest or am I honest? Does she trust me or do I trust her?

I promised to send her money the next day. She said, "I believe this, but is it worth it for the triangle money?" Besides, I may go somewhere tomorrow. Where can you find it? "

Yes, where can I find such a big county? However, I'm still looking. I've walked all over the long streets and crossed the deep alleys.

Shoe repair girl, where are you?

This story tells us to be kind, then you can tell a story around you in connection with reality, and finally, say that you love the whole world or something. ...