CHAPTER XLVI

These days, I am used to going to bed early and getting up early, Li Erchun, who is constantly tinkering with his mobile phone, borrowed a coat, and Li Shixin curled up on Simmons and fell asleep peacefully.

With the whimpering autumn wind outside the car window, there was still no support all night.

Next.

Li Shixin got up early and kicked Li Erchun, who was sleeping with his head covered, up, and the two still went to yesterday's shopping mall. It's just that it's obviously not going well today, in addition to the small amount of waste paper and plastic bottles harvested, the old and the young have also encountered a run on their peers.

In the face of those scavengers who came to find fault, Li Shixin just observed carefully, and didn't care that his harvest was snatched away.

If the income is not good, there will naturally be no beef noodle treatment.

After a busy day, the two of them only ate two full meals, and then returned to the garbage dump again.

It's just that at this time, the two of them didn't know that yesterday's video had been fermented in the author group, and through the reprinting of those authors, it had caused a lot of impact!

Station B.

The video posted by the user's "half-paper love letter" with the title "Shock! The author of the street was reduced to a garbage dump for the night, and the old man who scavenged for the waste actually understands sociology?" has accumulated nearly 10,000 hits and hundreds of barrage comments in just over 20 hours.

Previously, several videos about school bullying on station B have become popular, and the topic of bullying in school has been very popular in recent days. In the second half of this video, the old man analyzes the bullying remarks from a sociological point of view, and the anti-bullying amplification methods practiced in the video are undoubtedly eye-catching!

However, compared to those remarks, users are more interested in another question - an old man who picks up rags actually understands sociology?!

"Old man 666!" "The old man with a story" "UP successfully aroused my attention to this old man, and the wall cracked and asked the UP master to dig up this person!" "In three minutes, I want all the information about this old man!" ......

At six o'clock in the evening, the autumn sun had already set in the western mountains.

Li Erchun connected his mobile phone full of electricity in the mall to WIFI as soon as he was stunned by the news that came to his face!

Almost all the news was from him to ask Li Shixin. Obviously, people are deeply interested in this old man who has deep eyes, has been well-behaved, and has a thorough wisdom in his words and deeds.

Just when Li Erchun was looking at the information on the mobile phone in a daze, Li Shixin had already lit a bonfire next to the bus with a paper shell stained with diesel.

Although there was no wind in the bus, the temperature was still very low at night. I slept all night last night, and when I woke up in the morning, I was sore, obviously a little cold.

And there wasn't even a light around, and it was pitch black after the sun went down, and he didn't feel very good.

With the help of diesel, it didn't take long for the paper shell to flourish. The light of the campfire brings light to the surroundings of the bus.

By the light of the fire, Li Shixin took out the long flute again.

It can be seen that the flute itself is good, but unfortunately the blowholes were broken by two.

"Whew. Looking at the pores that had been blocked by chewing gum and waterproof tape, Li Shinobunaga exhaled.

Holding the flute up, he tried the sound.

Well

It's okay, although the treble is a little biased, but at least it can be played.

After thinking about it, Li Shixin slowly closed his eyes.

"Woo......"

After the whispering of a long flute, a desolate and graceful tune slowly played in the garbage dump that had left the city and was not lit.

Li Erchun, who was fiddling with his mobile phone, heard the song that suddenly rang in his ears... "The Original Scenery of Hometown", which can often appear in martial arts film and television dramas, was stunned.

"Old man, do you still have a?"

Smash the guy, if you can talk, you can write more books, why don't you close your mouth if you can't speak?

Li Shixin glared at him and ignored him.

As if realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Li Erchun grinned, thinking of the instructions of the authors in the group just now, he quickly picked up his mobile phone......

Meanwhile.

With the sound of the flute echoing in the empty garbage dump, the few homeless people who were gathering around and doing nothing were also alarmed.

"What's this?" the big man who beat Li Erchun hard yesterday sat up from the ground and asked a few of his companions.

"I don't know... I haven't heard of it. But it seems to be ...... It seems to have come from the two newcomers yesterday. ”

The big man pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a moment, and Huo Ran got up.

"Fuck, it's just been a day since you came here, let's go!

......

Last night, while looking for a mattress, I stumbled upon this broken flute, which triggered a memory of the old man.

Li Shixin originally just wanted to try the sound of the flute, but as the melodious voice of "The Original Scenery of Hometown" came out of the flute in his hand, he was silent for a while.

The cold wind of late autumn blew across the land around him, rolling up puffs of dust and sand. The vast night sky was dotted with stars, and the missing half of the waning moon threw the moonlight on the earth.

The desolate and graceful tune is like a sad song that spans a hundred years. With the crackling of the bonfire, he felt an inexplicable emotion stirring in his chest.

It seems that if you don't express it, you will suffocate.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many times I blew that tune, but when I felt that my tongue was dry, Li Shixin stopped pressing his fingers on the long flute.

When I opened my eyes, I found a homeless man who had surrounded me at some point. Without exception, everyone looked at the bonfire with their eyes wandering away, wiping their tears.

Xiao Yin stopped for a while, and the tall homeless man with a crying face with an embarrassed face reacted, his eyes widened instantly, and he yelled at Li Shixin: "What the did you blow just now?"

But as soon as the words came out, he realized that this seemed impolite, so he directly lowered a few decibels, with a little pleading, and said: "Can you blow it to Lao Tzu again?"

Li Shixin smiled and shook his head: "Don't blow it, I'm tired." ”

On the side, Li Erchun, who was holding a mobile phone, also reacted. Wiping the tears on his face, he carefully looked Li Shixin up and down, and asked curiously, "Old man, can you tell me about you?"

"Me?"

Li Shixin smiled and shook his head, "What did you say?"

"Tell me who you are, tell me about you...... Before, or something?"

Li Shixin snorted: "What is there to say about that." As you can see, I'm a bad old man picking up rags. ”

Li Erchun frowned, "What about your children?"

Li Shixin smiled helplessly: "My daughter went abroad, and my son died." ”

On the side, a few homeless people pouted when they heard him say this: "Bragging, you have a daughter abroad, can you still pick up rags here?"

It was Li Erchun, who frowned and asked, "When did your son die?"

Li Shixin looked at the sky and smiled: "When......?" From the time he got married and had a daughter-in-law. ”

Thinking of the old man's son and daughter-in-law, Li Shixin's originally good mood couldn't help but sink. Instead, he waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, you're all gathered around here, don't you sleep?"

"Old man, you...... It must be educated, right?" The big homeless man who sat on the ground, like a blind bear, blinked, and unconsciously revered his words, "Tell us a story or something?"

"Yes," Li Erchun, who was still bruised and swollen on his face, echoed, "Old man, talk about it!"

get

Looking at the child-like gazes of a group of children, Li Shixin smiled helplessly.

Dare me to come here to experience life and ...... myself Experience becoming an elder of the beggar gang!