I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 347 We are all ordinary people
Aunt Lan couldn't stay here for long, after all, the target was a bit too obvious, so she quickly turned back to the red wall compound.

Song Wu looked at her retreating back and smiled with his mouth curved. This woman also fully assumed the role and really regarded Sun Yuying as a daughter.

He found a big tree and sat on the exposed roots. He took out a rare white pack of cigarettes, savored the smell, and thought about his thoughts.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the movie "Zorro" that impressed him deeply. Only then did he remember that he seemed to be the character he admired most when he was a child.

He could even recall the huge shock he felt when he was a child when he first saw Zorro wearing a black cape and jumping down on a horse.

A smile appeared on Song Wu's face, he blew out a smoke ring and murmured. "Hey, Zorro!" It's interesting to think about it.

Sun Ping came out, riding a 28-inch bicycle, wearing a green military uniform with a liberation cap and shoes, and a green military bag slung across his body. Definitely root Hongmiaozheng.

Song Wu put out his cigarette, threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times, then followed him from a distance on his bicycle.

He followed Sun Ping out of Fucheng Gate, headed west, passed the Million Manor, and then started walking north. "It's not like going to Lao Mo, that would be a bit boring."

Song Wu murmured as he followed, but soon he discovered that he was not going to Lao Mo at all. Instead, he went all the way to a large factory yard. The surrounding area is very deserted and there are not many households.

Sure enough, that sentence must be remembered. To understand a person or a thing, you can't rely on what the person says, you must see what he does.

There is actually a big warehouse inside, and the big warehouse is quite lively. It seems like a play or ballet is being performed? Song Wu didn't understand much, but he just thought that there were many actresses dancing in military uniforms, which looked a bit like a yangban opera.

Damn it, this really shocked Song Wu. He even felt that he had seen a truly positive scene. No wonder some of these people are so capable. Their childhood environment and the things they usually do are so different from ordinary people.

Sun Ping rode his bicycle and stopped in front of the big iron gate, and knocked hard several times. The knocking was quite rhythmic, and he felt a bit like Morse code.

However, Song Wu soon discovered something was wrong. Those people inside were full of righteousness and impassioned words. But when he finished speaking and came off the stage, he was thirsty, and what the hell he drank was red wine. They rinsed their mouths with red wine and then told stories of hard work on the stage.

To be honest, Song Wu watched for a long time outside and did not see the scene he expected. On the contrary, it made him feel particularly positive and full of positive energy. Everyone in the whole room was in a high-spirited state. Has some positive qualities.

When Sun Ping also walked into the warehouse, Song Wu could sense that the people watching the show came over to say hello to him, and their words and deeds seemed to be more "polite".

It seems that before that, this kind of drama was a popular thing. At least according to Song Wu's current perception, the crowd of onlookers was cheering constantly, and it seemed that he could feel the excitement and excitement of each of them.

Song Wu remembered a saying that for people in their circle, apart from a very small part of their personal abilities, most of their status was determined by their parents' circumstances.

Song Wu put his bicycle into the space and extended his perception towards the yard.

It wasn't surprising when he thought about it. After all, art comes from life. No one can create such a play out of thin air. There must have been templates or samples to create the eight scenes.

Then, the actress who had been singing just now also started to move around like a butterfly in the audience.

Obviously, having a three-star father makes Sun Ping appear to have a very high status here, almost in the C position.

As soon as he arrived at the best seat to watch the performance, he immediately gave it to him, and everyone else sat around him like stars.

Song Wu saw from a distance that the small square hole in the big iron gate was opened. Someone inside looked outside, and soon the big iron gate was opened. He saw Sun Ping greeting the person who opened the door and pushed his bicycle into the yard.

Song Wu couldn't help but have a bad taste in his heart. He didn't know how they would sit if Ling Li came at the same time.
He estimated that Ling Li would definitely sit in position C, after all, that was the real highest position.

After watching the show, people actually started singing songs and telling stories, and some came to share their past years. Some people even burst into tears when they told the story, and everyone on and off the stage cried.

While you are still peeing and making mud, people have already begun to carry out special edification.

Are there any in this era?

Song Wu felt that his soul had been cleansed here, and he had a new understanding of the value of life. Sure enough, society is the best place for re-education.

When Sun Ping wandered out of the courtyard again, it was almost dark.

Song Wu wondered if this kid still had the energy to ride a bicycle? Anyway, he followed behind and worried all the way, fearing that he would lose control and fall off the bicycle, and then fall out again.

After Song Wu watched Sun Ping enter the Red Wall Courtyard, he stood on the roadside in silence for a long time before he got back on his bicycle and rode towards his Sihe Courtyard.

No, he can't go back to the courtyard today. He has to go find Sun Yuying.

When Song Wu reached Nanluogu Lane, he turned the handle of the car and turned toward the street office.

Sun Yuying welcomed Song Wu into her dormitory, with an excited look on her face, and asked him happily: "Why are you here at this time? Is there something new about Sun Ping?"

Song Wu went up and pushed Sun Yuying down on the bed without any explanation.

I don’t know how long it took. Sun Yuying's voice became hoarse, and she complained in a low voice: "You are crazy, what are you doing today?"

Song Wu rested his head on his arm and stared blankly at the ceiling with a cigarette in his mouth.

Sun Yuying knew that Song Wu must have something on his mind today, so she lay in his arms and rubbed circles on his chest with her hands, waiting for him to calm down.

Suddenly he heard Song Wu whisper: "Tell me about the circles and lives of your disciples."

Um? Sun Yuying was stunned, wondering why Song Wu suddenly had such an idea.

She folded up and looked at Song Wu's expression, and saw that he still looked confused, as if he wasn't the one who spoke just now.

Just when Sun Yuying was about to ignore him and go back to draw circles, she heard Song Wu say again: "Tell me about the lives of your children, I want to hear it."

Well, Sun Yuying responded in a low voice. He frowned and thought for a while, then slowly said: "In my own understanding, the people I know can be divided into three types of people. The first type : People who do things with the help of special resources. The second type is people who use relationships to facilitate themselves. The third type: people who don’t want to take advantage of relationships or people, who advocate self-reliance, hard work, and do what they like best.”

The expression on Song Wu's face was a bit surprised. What he heard from Sun Yuying was somewhat different from what he remembered.

However, he was not in a hurry to express his opinion and was prepared to listen to her again.

Sun Yuying continued: "I personally admire the third type of people the most. I think they are the most powerful, happiest, freest and most independent people. Of course, they must live the hardest and most tiring lives, but they are also the happiest. kind."

Sun Yuying didn't care at all about the revelation. She got up, looked at Song Wu and said: "When we were in school, our ancestors and parents actually wanted us to be the first. What is this called inheriting the father's legacy? gm The legacy of inheritance is passed down from generation to generation. So in the end, the first type of people are the most numerous. Most of them may not be as dazzling as their parents, but they have also shown their own value. In fact, we are also divided into groups, according to the units where our parents belong. We spent a lot of time in various circles. It seemed like the New Fourth Army, the Eighth Route Army, the First Army, the Second Army, the Third Army, the Fourth Army, and so on."

Song Wu had heard some legends about this, so he nodded.

Sun Yuying pinched Song Wu's nose and asked with a smile: "Did you see something bad?"

Song Wu nodded.

Sun Yuying said to Song Wu: "No matter what you saw, I just want to say to you that people like my brother are really part of a very small minority. But I cannot deny that they are also very destructive and harmful. big."

Song Wu didn't want to worry about what kind of person Sun Ping was. He looked at Sun Yuying and asked her: "Are you like him?"

Sun Yuying shook her head seriously. "My friends basically don't have people with the same status as me. In fact, I prefer to deal with people like you. I can feel that everything is alive, flesh and blood, real, and full of fireworks. Only when I am with you , only then can I feel that this life is real, and only then can I find relaxation and happiness.”

The two people in the middle were silent for a while, and Sun Yingcai continued to murmur: "In fact, from my personal point of view, whether it is the mental state and life of my father and others, or the mental state and life of my brother and the others, I think None of them are in line with my ideas, are they all a little too persistent?"

As she spoke, she actually laughed, "After talking so randomly for a long time, I realized that what I wanted to say actually meant the same thing. We are all special people, and we are all ordinary people, the kind of people who long for the fireworks of the world. Ordinary people."

Song Wu couldn't help but laugh. He hugged Sun Yuying to his chest, and then said to her: "If a great director like you is still an ordinary citizen, then who are we?"

Sun Yuying said seriously: "It's nothing like that, we are all the same. I just want to be like you, and I don't want to be any other special. Even if this director doesn't work, I don't care."

(End of this chapter)