I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 245 Homeless People
Sitting on the threshold.

The old man Xu De'en raised his head and looked out,

It was recently said that the village was about to be demolished, and many people had already moved out in advance looking for a house.

There are only some left that haven't been found yet, and the elderly like him have not moved for a long time.

It was already night, and the village road outside the yard was deserted and there was no one to be seen.

Few houses in the village were still lit.

The pitch-black night seemed to engulf everything.

Xu De'en looked around blankly, then raised his head.

It seems that because there are fewer lights on the ground, the stars twinkling in the night tonight are clearer and brighter.

The moon hangs obliquely on the horizon, shining, and the stars are embedded in the night.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Xu De'en was stunned for a long time.

Stars, it is the dead who become.

Wherever you go at night, I will follow you wherever you go, and give you a bright light in the direction.

Xu De'en didn't even know who said this.

Is it his mother?Yeah?He also forgot, but now he looked at the stars and suddenly remembered.

After watching for a while, Xu De'en, who was sitting on the threshold, slowly lowered his head again,

He turned and looked at the house behind him again,
After watching and watching, he stood up again, stood in the yard, and looked at his own house.

When I heard that the village was going to be demolished, some people were happy, and some people were happy seeing others happy.

Xu De'en, who is getting older, is not very happy.

The present house was built when he was young and saved a little bit of money.

When it was repaired, some people were hired, and he himself acted as a mason.

When it was repaired to the partial house, there were almost a few bricks, so I went to the brick and tile factory to pick up some broken bricks that were not needed.

It's been a long time now, and the wall plaster on the outer wall has been eroded and rained off, and it is pitted and mottled, which is a bit ugly.

But when he first started cultivating, he was neat and beautiful.

And now this house,
Or earlier, when he was a child, the house where he and his parents lived was repaired,

It's like that old house is hidden in the current house.

Xu De'en grew up here, got married here, and got old here, and his hands and feet are inconvenient.

He closed his eyes and thought about what the oldest old house was like,

It's a little blurry, but I can still remember it when I think about it. At that time, the yard was wider. This is the yard.

This is the main room...

After the renovation, the main room was moved out, the backyard was more spacious, and there were more bedrooms.

And then...it's all gone.

Xu De'en closed his eyes and probed forward, but found nothing.

I couldn't help opening my eyes again, only to see that I just touched the middle of the open door, and it was empty.

Putting down his hands, he stood by the door, was silent for a while, and then Xu De'en entered the room again.

……

"Uncle Xu, we've moved."

"...Hey, live with my son and daughter-in-law."

"That's a blessing. After working hard all my life, I should enjoy the happiness. If you want me to say, Uncle Xu, you should have moved there a long time ago. Why do you live alone at such an old age? You still go to work in the field."

"Hey, enjoy the blessing, enjoy the blessing..."

Early the next morning, his son drove a tricycle over to help him pack up and move.

He also followed back and forth, busy in and out,

People passing by in the village saw it and greeted it with a smile.

The old man nodded and agreed.

"...Dad, these clothes are all torn, so I'll throw them away for you, and I'll buy you some new ones then."

The son, who was busy in the house, dug out a few worn out clothes from the cabinet, and then looked at the many things that had been piled up on the tricycle to be moved.

Said to the old man.

The old man looked, and then looked at the many things that had been piled up on the tricycle,
Opened his mouth, and finally made a low sound,

"Can you bring me..."

"Dad, if you want it, then I'll bring it for you, Dad. Dad, look at what you want and what you don't in the house, so I can clean it up for you."

"Let me clean up..."

"Dad, I'm coming, just tell me next to me, I'll move it for you, if I can't finish moving it once, I'll just make another trip, it's not too far away."

It seemed that because of the old man's reaction just now, it was uncomfortable for his son to follow him, so he couldn't help but said.

"...Old Xu, that's right, just ask your son to help you move it. Such a big son doesn't need it. You can move it yourself for a while and don't want your son to pay for your treatment."

The person passing by outside the yard seemed to have heard the words, and greeted the old man with a smile,

The old man didn't speak anymore, and the son went into the bedroom to work again.

"Old Xu, are you moving to live with your son and daughter-in-law? It's fine if you ask me. After all, you are getting old. I guess your son won't worry about you going out and living alone. Now that you are old, just Relax, don't be too busy, come and take a walk when you have time, and enjoy the happiness."

"Eh……"

It seems to be seeing the old man next to him, and he is not very happy after moving.

Passers-by also offered a few words of relief, the old man nodded,

"...When you go here, you don't need to plant the land anymore, and you don't need to cook the rice. You can just eat with them. If you don't eat well, just swear a few words. The son and daughter-in-law will take care of you. When will you arrive? When you get old, you kick your legs and bury it in the ground, and it's over."

"Eh."

The old man nodded and agreed.

Passers-by chatted a few more words and left.

The son was busy in and out, and the old man responded, and the things to be moved were almost the same.

After all, I still didn't make two trips.
There are many things that are not on the table, the old dining table in the main room,

There is no need to move there, although the old man wiped him clean last night,

But it was still too old, and he didn't need it anymore. After his son's persuasion, he didn't want it anymore.

"Dad... I've packed this place, do you think there is anything else you want to buy?"

After packing up, the two left the house.

Before leaving, the old man looked towards the yard again,
Beside the yard is a jujube tree.

Lush foliage.

It was planted when he was young, and it is quite old.

I can't see clearly at night, but now I look at it during the day,

The jujube tree has bloomed this year, and the small pale yellow flowers are dotted on clusters of branches and leaves, covering the entire crown of the jujube tree.

When he was young, he climbed up a jujube tree to pick dates,

When he was young, he would crack dates under a date tree with a pole, while his wife spread a tarpaulin beside him.

After having a child, he always stopped his child from climbing the jujube tree, because the jujube tree had so many thorns.

After having a grandson, the grandson was by the side, and he held a pole to knock dates for the grandson.

Now, people are leaving, but the jujube tree is still here.

Watching the old man look at the jujube tree,

The son also looked over, hesitated, and said to the old man aloud,

"Dad, how about I come over in two days and move this jujube tree?"

The old man looked at it for a while and then shook his head.
"This jujube tree is getting old. If you change it to another place, it may not be able to live again."

"Just let it stay here, and if someone passes by behind, you can still knock a few dates to eat."

The son paused, then nodded.

"Then dad, let's go. You sit at the back, I've reserved a seat for you and put a stool."

The son helped the old man onto the tricycle.

After the old man sat down firmly, he started the three-way car.

After the tricycle started to rumble,

The old man was sitting facing the direction of the rear of the car, watching the old house gradually move away.

"...Dad, I'll help you down."

"Nian Rong is cooking at home. Dad, you are moving to a new house today. I will cook some delicious dishes for you. By the way, I also called Xiao Hao back."

Soon arrived at the place, the son helped the old man out of the car and said to the old man at the same time.

"Xiaohao, come out and help grandpa move things."

The son yelled into the room again.

"coming!"

"grandfather."

Grandson Xiaohao quickly rushed out of the house and shouted at the old man.

Facing his grandson, the old man showed some smiles on his face,

"Eh……"

"Grandpa, go and sit in the house first. Mom and Dad have cleaned up your house for you. The sheets have been replaced with new ones for you. If there is anything you are not satisfied with, you can talk about it."

Xiao Hao's face was beaming, and he followed his father to start moving the things on the car.

The old man nodded and moved his feet to the door of the main room, but he didn't go in and stood aside.

Soon, the daughter-in-law who was busy in the kitchen also came out with a smile on her face.

"Dad, you sit in the room first, and let them carry it... I have boiled some pork rib soup in the pot here, or I'll make you a bowl first, to pad your stomach."

"...No, I'm not hungry yet..."

"Hey...Dad, let's take a look at your room, this one is the only one, and see if there is anything missing."

The daughter-in-law first took the old man into the main room, and then led the old man to his bedroom.

The old man looked in from the bedroom door,

The bedroom has been cleaned up for him in advance,
Very clean.

The bed was also replaced with new sheets, and a wardrobe was placed next to the bed.

It's just that it doesn't have the slightest appearance of his bedroom before.

"pretty good……"

……

"Grandpa, you eat this, this is soft and delicious."

"Dad, let me serve you a bowl of soup. The soup has been stewed for a long time today, and the meat is softer."

"...Dad, do you want some more food? Just ask Nian Rong to serve it for you. It's all in my house."

The day before the old man moved into his son's house,

There was a big family in the house, and it was lively for a while.

But after the excitement, the grandson went out to work.

The room became quiet again.

……

In the book, time passes quickly.

It turned out that the time for the demolition of the village came soon.

When the old house was demolished, the old man went to see it, and many villagers who hadn't traveled too far also went.

Several large excavators crushed the road in the village and arrived at the place,
After a few strokes, the old man's old house fell into ruins.

A few excavators left, and then went to push other houses,
Others in the village also left to see Tui Bie's old house.

The old man stood by the edge of the original yard, looking at the ruins.

The side room fell down, and the ash on the wall fell off, exposing the half of the bricks that were picked up at the beginning.

The table in that room was still there before the house fell down,
When the house fell down, the table was not completely smashed, but was pressed by the prefabricated panels on the roof of the house.

The old man stepped on the ruins, the bricks and concrete on the ground, and walked step by step to the place where the table was in the ruins.
He stretched out his hand to touch it again, stood for a while, and then left.

……

Over time, people who live together will inevitably have some conflicts.

this day.

His son works part-time at the construction site in the town, and his daughter-in-law also works outside.

On weekdays, his daughter-in-law had to get off work earlier and come back to cook at noon, and his son also came back from town for lunch on a motorcycle at noon.

Sometimes, when his daughter-in-law came back late, the old man would help with cooking.

This day too.

When it was almost noon, the old man looked along the road, but he didn't see either of the couple coming back.
I went to wash the rice and plugged in the electric rice cooker.

Just go to the refrigerator again, take out some vegetables, and go to the kitchen to cook.

It's just that the dishes were fried and served, but the fire on the gas stove was forgotten to be turned off.

It was nothing, but when the son and daughter-in-law came back, the pot they found was burnt black.

"...Hey, Dad! Why didn't you turn off the stove? How long has it been burning?"

Hearing some loud shouts from the kitchen, the daughter-in-law,

Only then did the old man realize belatedly that he did not turn off the fire on the stove.

He stood up from the dining table, raised his hands, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"How long has it been burning? The pot on this stove is almost burnt through. Come over and have a look..."

The daughter-in-law called to her son, frowning and holding the charred pot, said aloud.

The old man stood by, silent.

"How much gas do you have to run out of here..."

"It won't waste too much energy. The stir-fry must have been done at noon, and it hasn't been long now."

The son was talking next to him.

"...wasting gas is a trivial matter. What if the pot boils with water and the fire is extinguished? This father is alone in the house, and no one will even know..."

The daughter-in-law was angry and scared, and kept saying,

"Dad is getting old, and his memory is not good..."

"Dad, it's not that I'm talking harshly to you."

The daughter-in-law turned her head again, looked at the old man and said,

"You don't have a good memory now, so don't cook here, I will come back to cook, so you don't do it here. You just wait to eat. It's not that I mean to say you, it's here, you said How scary... that is, I saw it when I came back, if I didn't see it, the pot would really be burnt through at night."

Listening to his daughter-in-law's words, the old man just kept silent and nodded.

"Hey, forget it, forget it, Dad also saw that we came back late, so he was kind enough to help, isn't this dish ready, let's eat first, let's not talk about this, let's eat first..."

While the son was talking, he took the bowls and chopsticks to serve the meal,
I just squatted down in front of the rice cooker, pressed the lid of the rice cooker, but it didn't move.

"What happened again?"

The daughter-in-law who was still a little angry looked at her husband, looked at her while talking,

But it was found that the old man plugged in the electricity, but did not press the switch of the rice cooker.
In a rice cooker, rice is rice, and water is water.

"Dad, here you are..."

The daughter-in-law couldn't help shouting again.

The old man Xu De'en was just silent beside him.

……

It was night.

Both son and daughter-in-law fell asleep.

The old man was in his bedroom, but he was not asleep.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the scenes of the day passed in my mind over and over again.

He kept his head down and remained silent for a while, then got up from the bed again,
He sat on the chair next to the bed again, and sat on the chair again.

In the end, he sighed again, but couldn't sleep for a long time.

He didn't even know who he was trying to get angry with,

Daughter-in-law and son?What people say is also correct.

That can only be your own.

If he still has a home, he can go back to his home if he is wronged here,

But he no longer has his own home... This is his son's home, but even if it is his son's home, it is not his own home.

One night, the old man tossed and turned in the house, restless.

It's just that after this night, the old man became more vigilant when he was doing things normally.

Maybe his son and daughter-in-law said something to the old man, but turned around and forgot,

But for an old man who feels dependent on others, one sentence can be remembered for a long time.

It's just that no matter how vigilant the old man is, he will be old when he gets older, and some things will be forgotten when he turns around, and he can't remember them any more.

Living together, it is inevitable that there will be many conflicts.

And sometimes when people get angry, they can really say a lot of hurtful things.

……

"call……"

The story of the second chapter of Star Dream, the dog author has updated here today.

Although the dog author broke the chapter again,
But after reading the updated content, Yun Qingmu didn't have much emotion towards the broken chapters.

Still immersed in the depressive emotions that describe these plots in the text.

At the beginning of the second chapter, I didn't write too many special stories, but it is such ordinary aging and ordinary stories that make people feel a kind of breathless depression and discomfort.

And this repressed emotion, the more you think about it, the harder it is to shake off.

(End of this chapter)