The result of the competition did not surprise Dong Guo Yao, and many of the contestants who signed up for the competition were very lively and sang very badly.

There are a few who sing well, but they are all wild and pose no threat to him.

At half past four in the afternoon, the results of the competition were announced, and Dong Guo Yao got the little electric donkey he wanted.

When accepting the award from the supermarket owner, Dong Guo Yao couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart: "Boss, what kind of singing competition do you say you have when a supermarket opens?" ”

The boss replied with a smile: "Big brother, you don't understand this, the singing competition is loud, and it can attract everyone around you!" ”

"Awesome!"

Dong Guo Yao praised, thinking that it was really treacherous and business-free, full of routines.

After the awards, the contestants took a group photo together, and the competition was officially over.

Although it was a waste of nearly an afternoon, the harvest made Dong Guo Yao very satisfied.

Riding a small electric donkey on the street, he was smiling.

If it weren't for the fact that he was already a middle-aged uncle over 40 years old, he would probably be howling loudly in the street.

With the little electric donkey, his speed is not half a little faster, and he usually has to walk for half an hour, but now he arrives in five or six minutes.

When passing by the shantytown, thinking that he would invite the old man to drink at night, Dong Guo Yao stopped the car.

I bought some braised pork, peanuts, and salad in the commissary, and put them in the trunk. He took a case of cold beer and put it in front of the little electric donkey, and then drove the little electric donkey straight to the old man's residence.

When he came to the old man's residence, he found that the old man's door was closed and locked, and the old man had obviously not returned.

So Dong Guo Yao took out his mobile phone and dialed the old man's number.

Men are creatures who like to show off, especially a man who has a car.

No, Dong Guo Yao began to show off.

"Hey, old man, where are you?"

"You're still setting up a stall, aren't you? Okay, I'll go pick you up. ”

"Take a taxi back? What kind of taxi are you? I have my own car, wait, I'll be right over. ”

After hanging up the phone, Dong Guo Yao rode a small electric donkey straight to the place where the old man told fortunes at noon today.

When he arrived at the fortune-telling place of the old man's fortune teller, the old man had already packed up his things and waited on the side of the road, and after seeing Dongguo Yao riding a brand-new small electric donkey, he smiled and joked: "Yo, little Dongdong, are you rich?" Where did you get this little electric donkey? ”

Hearing the old man call himself Xiao Dongdong, Dong Guo Yao was full of black lines, and said, "I said old man, can you not call me Xiao Dongdong!" ”

"Okay!" The old man said with a serious face.

"Really?"

When Dongguo Yao heard this, he asked suspiciously.

In fact, he just said that sentence casually, and he didn't report much in the hope that the old guy would change his words, and the old man kept calling him Xiao Dongdong since he got to know him, and he was almost used to calling him.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, and he doesn't believe that this old man will really change up.

Sure enough, the old man smiled and said, "Then I'll call you Lao Dongdong in the future!" ”

Dong Guo Yao: "......"

"You still call me Xiao Dongdong!"

Dongguo Yao was depressed.

"Hahaha, Xiao Dongdong, you haven't told me yet, how did you get this little electric donkey." The old man then asked.

Looking at the old man's triumphant face, the corners of Dong Guo Yao's mouth twitched slightly, and he said angrily: "The supermarket did an event to send it." ”

looked at the old man's hateful face, and added: "I said can you stop laughing, a face is like a withering chrysanthemum, laughing fart?" ”

The old man automatically ignored the second sentence and said excitedly: "There is such a good thing? Hurry up, take me there, and I'm going to get a little electric donkey. ”

Dong Guo Yao was speechless when he heard this, and he didn't explain much to the old man, and said directly: "The event is over!" ”

"It's a pity, if I had known what was going on with you earlier!"

The old man said regretfully, listening to the tone, it seemed that as long as he came out, he would definitely be able to take the first place.

"That's a singing contest......"

"Singing contests, what's wrong with singing contests, singing contests...... Forget it, Lao Tzu will give it to you. ”

“…… You get out of the car, you can't drink this wine. ”

"Young man, why is there so much anger? Okay, okay, let's go. ”

This is the daily life of Dong Guo Yao and the old man.

For a long time, Dong Guo Yao didn't understand that this stinky old man obviously had a suite in Yujing Mingyuan, but he wanted to live in this shantytown.

You must know that Yujing Mingyuan is a high-end residential area in Jiangzhou, and all kinds of infrastructure in the garden are complete, even if the cheapest suite is not two or three million, don't think about it.

But this old man didn't like where to live, except for cleaning his room every week, he usually planted flowers and raised birds in the small balls on this side of the shantytown. When he has nothing to do, he carries a pole and a broken flag on the street to tell people fortunes, obviously very rich, but he prefers to live this kind of hard life.

The two talked nonsense all the way, and it didn't take long for them to ride to the old man's place.

This is a typical farmhouse courtyard, and the first thing that catches your eye is two dark brown wooden doors, and above the wooden doors there are two faded New Year paintings.

When you open the wooden door, you can see the white pebble floor, on which the golden sunset shines and reflects the golden light.

Around the courtyard, there are twenty or thirty potted flowers: there are moon seasons, chrysanthemums, cyclamen, junzi orchids, and cactus, which from a distance look like a small colorful garden.

Not only flowers, but also many fruit trees in the yard, such as apples and cherries, are flourishing.

There were a few thrushes raised by the old man hanging on the tree, and when he saw the old man coming back, he was chirping.

In the middle of the courtyard is a celadon tank half a meter high, the pattern on the periphery of the water tank is very beautiful, in the jar is a few brocade lithium and some small fish raised by the old man, which are swimming slowly under the water at the moment.

Dong Guo Yao parked the car, went out and brought in the beer that had been placed at the door and put it on the stone table in the courtyard.

The old man took two cups from the room, and the two of them sat down on the stone bench and began to drink.

The two of them talked back and forth, drank for about half an hour, and when the wine was full, Dong Guo Yao asked: "I said old man, why don't you go to live in Yujing Mingyuan, how many people envy it, you are good, all day long in this shantytown is either playing with flowers and birds or fooling people on the street!" ”

"What's so good about that place?" The old man spoke.

"Why is it not good, where is it a high-end community, what do you want?" Dong Guo Yao said.

"Although that place is good, it lacks some human touch and a lack of concern in my heart." The old man's voice became low, and he looked at the flowers and plants around him, as if he remembered something from the past.

"Do you know where all these flowers and plants came from?"

The old man continued.

"Do you still have a story? I thought you were bored. Dong Guo Yao said.

The old man shook his head and said, "These are all made up by me and my wife, she liked these flowers and plants the most when she was alive, and the reason why I don't want to leave here is to keep our home, and keep everything we have made together." Looking at these things every day, I feel like I see my wife and feel like she has never left. ”

After the old man finished speaking, his expression suddenly became lonely.

"Old man, I can't see it, you're still an infatuated species, tell me the story of your youth." Dong Guo Yao said.

"Okay, let's talk about it."

The old man said, his eyes fell into reminiscence, and slowly told the story of his youth.

"It was the spring of 1951......"