Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 39
The sky was a little dark, with dense clouds, as if a rain was about to pour down.

It already rained last night, and it looks like it will rain again tonight, and it will be even heavier.

Vendors have already begun to close their stalls on the street, and pedestrians are also rushing home.

"Bao Guowei, there is a rice cake seller over there, do you want to eat it?"

With a forced smile on his face, Lao Bao asked Bao Guowei in a nonchalant tone.

Seeing that Bao Guowei was a little dazed, just walking slowly with his head lowered, Lao Bao thought he was frightened by the female corpse just now, and quickly comforted him:

"Guowei, are you scared? Don't be afraid. It's not a big deal if someone dies."

"I wasn't scared, I just felt that the dead woman was miserable and a bit pitiful."

Pitiful?Lao Bao was very confused. He didn't quite understand why Bao Guowei had such an idea.

Lao Bao's heart is actually a little deformed. It is said that most people at the bottom of this era have some deformities in their hearts.

Lao Bao never had any feelings similar to sympathy for strangers, because his own fate was difficult enough.

For decades, supporting this ill-fated family in this world has consumed all of Lao Bao's energy, and how can he find the mood to sympathize with other people.

The loss of broad empathy is actually a natural selection of society, just like an antelope that does not run fast enough will be eaten by predators, and a giraffe with a neck that is not long enough will starve to death because it cannot eat leaves.

The common people at the bottom who can empathize with strangers cannot survive in this era. The so-called harsh people come out of poor mountains and rivers, but it is better to say that human beings have adapted to the harsh living environment.

Although Lao Bao didn't understand why Bao Guowei had such thoughts, he could always tell that Bao Guowei was in a sad mood and felt that he had to do something.

But I don’t even understand why Guowei had such thoughts, so how can I help Guowei become happy?

Lao Bao was thinking as he walked. He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly began to look around. As he walked, he looked around, sometimes standing on tiptoes and looking into the distance.

Suddenly he saw a vendor selling candied haws in front of him, and a glimmer of light flashed in Lao Bao's eyes.

Lao Bao first quickened his pace, but after confirming that it was a candied haws fruit stall, he changed to a trot. He took money out of his pocket while running, and after taking out the money, he counted it as he ran.

Seeing Lao Bao's actions, Bao Guowei was a little confused, but he didn't catch up after all. He was really not in a good mood and had no motivation to run again.

"I'll get a candied haws on a stick!"

Lao Bao put a few small copper coins on the stall, quickly took out a bunch of candied haws, and ran back to Bao Guowei.

This vendor was stunned for a moment. How old are these people? Why are they still buying things like children?
Lao Bao ran over again and almost knocked down a pedestrian. If it weren't for the fact that Lao Bao's cotton-padded clothes were still relatively new and he was wearing glasses, which made him look like a man of status, he would have cursed him.

When he ran to Bao Guowei, Lao Bao handed him the bunch of candied haws.

"Guo...Guowei, let's eat some candied haws on a stick. The candied haws on a stick is sweet, and you'll feel happy after eating it."

Lao Bao said breathlessly, his words were a bit like coaxing a child, but Bao Guowei sounded familiar.

When Bao Guowei was a child, he loved eating candied haws.

At that time, Bao Guowei had a bad temper and would cry when something went wrong. As long as he bought him a bunch of candied haws and licked the sweet sugar coating, he would stop crying and would giggle.

But now Bao Guowei has grown up, is already a educated and capable man.

Lao Bao didn't even understand why Bao Guowei was sad. He didn't know what to do. He could only buy him a bunch of candied haws like he did when he was a child.

Lao Bao hopes that Bao Guowei can be as happy as he was when he was a child, eating candied haws.

Bao Guowei reached out and took over the bunch of candied haws: the red hawthorns were wrapped in slightly brown sugar, and the small hawthorns inside made the cheeks ache just by looking at them.

When Lao Bao saw Bao Guowei taking the bunch of candied haws, he felt happy and sweet.Bao Guowei took the bunch of candied haws on a stick and ate it while walking, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Even big cities like Suzhou have become like this. What kind of life do people outside the city live?
Bao Guowei suddenly remembered the little foreman whose parents died, and remembered that his name was Suo Toad.

The last time I saw him, he had become a crazy little lunatic.

Later, Bao Guowei often wandered around the city, but in the end he never saw him again. He was probably dead.

Maybe he was beaten to death on the street, starved to death, lost his footing and fell into the water...

All in all, there is no possibility of survival.

The corpse should have been dragged away and burned by the soldiers. If he was lucky, he might be taken outside the city and buried in a mass grave. There would also be a few grave grass to accompany him, so he wouldn't be alone after death.

People like Guo Chun, who were born into wealth and wealth, seem to live in two different worlds from people like Suo Bao.

One is busy playing ball, picking up girls, having fun at school, and has servants waiting on him at home.

A man struggled for life, his parents were crushed to death by the wheels of time, he himself became a madman, and few people even know how he died.

No matter how miserable a person like Suo Tao lives, there is no room for his presence in the history books. All traces of his existence will disappear without a trace with just a brush of time.

Even in contemporary times, how many people would care about his story?How many times will this story repeat itself?

Sadly, in Gusu City, people like Suo Bao account for the majority.

The small workers who work hard at the docks have never stopped, fighting for a job position and working hard in exchange for a low salary of two or three yuan a month.

The rickshaw driver squandered his blood and sweat on the dirt in order to feed the family.

For the sake of meager profits, street vendors work from dawn to dusk every day just hoping to sell one more thing, and they also worry about paying protection fees every day.

Apprentices who want to learn a craft are treated like slaves in front of their masters, and are even beaten to pieces.

Prostitutes laugh in brothels and shed tears in dark kilns.

Actors make jokes on stage, but they are bullied offstage. Bonded workers who lose their freedom endure the oppression of their employers and are treated like cattle and horses.

……

This is what Bao Guowei has seen with his own eyes.

Bao Guowei didn't know what life was like outside the city. People in the city rarely talked about what life was like in the countryside. I only occasionally heard someone say that in the city, people earn "a living" while outside the city, they "earn a life." ".

Bao Guowei shook his head, feeling that he was too compassionate, but this era was like this, what could he do?

I don’t owe anyone, that’s how it is in this era, just live your life.

This era is like this, just live your life well, Bao Guowei said to himself repeatedly.

The ingredients of this candied haws are really not good, so you can only eat the sugar coating on the outside. The hawthorn inside is too sour. If you eat a few more bites, Bao Guowei feels that his tears will be sour.

Bao Guowei has always been economical with food, and he will eat no matter how unpleasant the food is, but the hawthorn of this candied haws is too sour.

Bao Guowei quietly threw the candied haws on the ground. The gourd string rolled several times on the ground and was covered with gravel.

It happened that a few beggars on the roadside saw it and crawled over to grab it. The string of candied haws covered with gravel found its way into their stomachs within a few seconds.

(End of this chapter)