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Chapter 79 The time is messed up, the lonely old man in the plum garden

In the plum garden outside Taojiang City, there is an old man who is watching the garden. He is thin and white-haired. The old man seems to be unable to sleep. If anyone sees it, they will always think that this old man has a blindfolded ear and will always be there. Say goodbye to this broken world.On the old man's hat and clothes, a lot of snow flakes fell inadvertently, the snow piled on the clothes, and the traces of the road scraped by the plum branches.

He seemed to be humming something, in a low voice that only he could hear.EeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyThis kind of tune can only be hummed by those who have experienced the vicissitudes of life.Every time I hear it, I always feel empowered and awake in the world, like some kind of mysterious sound coming from outside the world.

This dull world doesn't seem to be worthy of his nostalgia, nor is it worthy to let him indulge in it, or be entangled in it... He has his own way of letting go.

On the old man's robe hangs a jug containing plum wine brewed in old years.This year, I'm afraid that I won't be able to receive plums, and I won't be able to make plum wine.Even if the plums are harvested, who would dare to make wine with this year's plums?The old man shook his head helplessly.

Strangely, the old man seemed not to be afraid of the cold. He only wore light clothes and shuttled through the garden.The old man's eyebrows stared at the falling snow, as if he wanted to see something in the snow.Snow in the garden!Like the sin of this world!When the old man saw the snow, it was as if he heard the cry of children, the grief of women, the toil of soldiers... These sorrows, which had nothing to do with him, turned into poisonous stings, wrapping him up for many years. The veil of his own isolation from the world was torn.

It turns out that when disaster strikes, the whole world is guilty.

Did he ever have a family of his own?Does he have a wife?do you have any kid?have parents?No one knows, and no one cares, what kind of sad and happy life this sparse old man has had.Even he himself forgot.

People always see this kind of person in the early morning, afternoon, evening...and think of many, many things.After all, who is really so lonely?The liveliness of the world is always separated from the sparseness.

The original broken, lonely people... always make up the majority.But all people tend to focus on those lively and cheerful things, and everyone yearns for perfection.All neglected lives are fragile and vivid, but very few people look at these lives with their own eyes.And no one wants people to look at their broken parts. People tend to hide and whitewash their pain and regard these as shameful.

Humans have two skins.Fortunately, there are two skins.

Pity for the poor and the weak is seen by some as a gimmick and a weapon, and by some as an outdated word.No one really cares about the sorrows of others.

Even this season, it doesn't care about these old and frail lives.There are often elderly people who die when the seasons change, and children who freeze to death and starve to death during disaster seasons.However, the seasons are still mercilessly changing.Whether poor or rich; whether happy or sad; young or old... all are experiencing the same - eternal order and momentary impermanence.

It is obviously late summer and early autumn, and the flowers in the plum garden outside the city are blooming all over the place.This flower, like the snow in the garden, made the old man's heart sink.

"The world is messed up, and so is the time." The old man muttered.Where is there a big summer, it snows for no reason?He said casually: "It's messed up, it's messed up. Those who are in the back will be in front, those who are in front will be in the back... The timing is reversed, and the situation is changing!"

The clouds in the sky have flowed a few pieces, and a few beams of light have been shot down, shining on a few plum trees in the plum garden.The plum trees were shaking sparsely, like a person stretching their muscles and bones, the branches and leaves were sparse, and a large piece of plum blossoms fell.

The outline of Meijiang Mountain behind the plum garden can also be clearly seen in the light shining through the clouds, on and off.

At this moment, a drunk man staggered up to the old man, as if he was going to beat someone.With his drunken eyes, he only saw that there was an obstacle in front of him, annoyed in his heart, he scratched randomly, grabbed the old man's collar, and dragged it in front of him.The turbid smell of alcohol blew on the old man's face, which only made people feel sick to the stomach.

"It's me, it's me." The old man hurriedly informed him, but he threw him on the ground when he couldn't make his next move, and broke his brain, "Hong Su, Hong Su, wake up the bar! You I don't even know you anymore! Look what you look like when you're drunk."

"Oh, it's Mr. Ziniu? Your old man...why...are you here? I almost treated you...as those ignorant villains...I just beat you up." Hong Su was still there Drunk, just will recognize who he is.He was still unconscious, and his voice was hazy.Now that he recognized the acquaintance in his heart, he slowly let go and put Zi Niu down.

"I'm not in this garden, where am I? You go home quickly, don't freeze to death outside." said the old man Ziniu.

"Wow! Uh! Old man, why don't you... go back? You are outside, it's not freezing to death. Old man, I know, you must have not had a drink yet. So yeah! You haven't woken up yet. Hahaha! You can't do that, hurry up tomorrow... uh... hurry up tomorrow and I'll take you to have a drink! Ah!" Hong Su said in a drunken and foolish manner.

"Go back quickly. Your daughter-in-law is still waiting for you at home." Zi Niu said helplessly.

"You, you lied to me again. How can I have a daughter-in-law? Who's daughter-in-law, how can I have a daughter-in-law. My daughter-in-law has already run away with someone." Hong Su laughed, laughing and humming I cried, and the tears came out of my eyes, and they were cold.Zi Niu's heart softened when he saw Hong Su like this.It was as if he saw the shadow of a younger brother in him.Zi Niu doesn't know how many years ago, it can be seen that the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year.Although the people are different, the experience is still the same.

"Hey, that's it for you. Who wouldn't leave you and run away?" Zi Niu said softly, and sighed again, looking at Hong Su's decadent appearance, there was no way to say that he... After all, he is also an adult. , I'm drunk every day, let's talk about my heart, it's not bad, why are you spoiling yourself like this?He looks like a reckless man and green forest all day, like a gangster.

"I, I, I'm here today... I slept. I slept here." Hong Su said and lay down in the snow, closed his eyes and fell asleep, curled up like a baby.

"This..." Zi Niu was speechless when he saw him like this.

The Wing Building in Taojiang City is still performing "Widower Song". Those actors have been singing all the time, as if they have nothing to do with the goose feather snow outside the building.

Chapter 79 The time is messed up, the lonely old man in the plum garden is finished

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