Chapter Seventy-Seven: The World of Bubbles 3. Let the sea testify

3. Let the sea bear witness

The next day, after the rain, Yinhua opened the door and said, "Ah-a mess." "The flowers and plants in the yard were uprooted and scattered in the garden by the strong wind, the trees were also broken by the strong wind, and the gate of the yard was covered with garbage washed up from the sea.www.biquge.info

Mr. Song was in a wheelchair, he opened the window, and he shouted to Yinhua outside the window: "You don't have to be busy, wait until those people on the mainland who have sheltered from the wind come back, let them clean the yard!"

Three days later, as Mr. Song expected, the three people who had gone to the mainland to take refuge from the wind came back. Mr. Song was angry and met the three people in the central hall on the second floor.

The three of them stood in the hall, Mr. Song was in a wheelchair and Yinhua stood next to him, he said angrily to the three people: "When the wind comes, you all go to escape from the wind and run for your life, and throw me alone in the mansion, fortunately Yinhua didn't leave, she stayed to take care of me, otherwise I would have been trapped here in the past three days." ”

When he said this, he shook his head painfully and said: "I really don't dare to think about it, you all think about it, I treat you well and give you a high salary, who do you treat?"

The three of them stood there with their heads bowed and listened silently, and Mr. Song said to the three of them after a while: "You are all unreliable people, and I announce that I will marry Jin Yinhua in 100 days." ”

When the three of them heard this, their faces turned from gloomy to sunny, and their expressions were different, some of them raised their noses, some of them squeezed their eyebrows, and some shrugged their shoulders, and most of them showed a mocking face.

Mr. Song saw that the three of them were laughing at himself in their hearts, and he waved his hand and said, "Go to the yard and clean up!"

The three of them walked down the stairs, whispering to each other and then giggling.

After that, Jin Yinhua became the housekeeper of the Song family's mansion, and Mr. Song asked Chen Meiling to recruit two handymen, a man and a woman, in Shenzhen, the mainland, so that Yinhua could take care of Mr. Song's daily life.

The day of the 100th day was the wedding day of Yinhua and Mr. Song, the wedding was very simple, on the wall in the front of the central hall on the second floor pasted a big happy word, under the happy word is Mr. Song sitting in a wheelchair next to Jin Yinhua, and a long table in the middle is full of fruits, peanuts, melon seeds and candy. Witness Chen Meiling presided over the wedding.

At noon, everyone made a sumptuous meal together, and everyone blessed the newlyweds and had lunch together.

When Mr. Song used to teach at the university, he would stand on the podium every day in class and talk endlessly in front of hundreds of students, and most of the students listened with relish. But since Mr. Song came to this desert island to live in seclusion, his students have disappeared, and the blogs and blog posts he posted on the website have rarely been clicked on, which makes Mr. Song feel very cold.

However, after all, Mr. Song is not an idle person, he is very much like Zhuge Liang in a thatched house, current affairs are concerned about the world's major events and the safety of mankind, and most of the blog posts he writes are about the politics, economy, military, science and technology, industry, agriculture, social environment, and natural environment of the global village.

People often say: the times create heroes, but Mr. Song is in a young age where the young people are busy pursuing fashion, pleasure, drunkenness, and glamour. The small era has created a group of fashion heroes who wear famous brands, drive luxury cars, and live in hotels, many people are drunk today, drunk today, and sleep without alcohol tomorrow, who cares about world events.

There are some middle-aged people who understand, but they are tired of the vulgar campaigns created by lies, sophistry, and fighting in the presidential campaign. This has contributed to the emergence of a social phenomenon among the inhabitants of the global village in which young people do not care about national affairs, and middle-aged people are tired of politics.

Because of the global economic downturn, the economic situation of all countries in the world is not good, which has led to the breeding and rise of terrorism, populism, and ultra-nationalism.

Mr. Song is in such an era, no matter how good his suggestions are, it can only be in vain, and the blog posts he writes can only be regarded as donkey liver and lungs by netizens when they are posted on the Internet.

In order to relieve the depression in his heart, he asked Jin Yinhua to push his wheelchair to the sea every morning, and he read his blog posts to the sea in front of the sea, so that the sea could testify that the blog posts he wrote were all good words to the residents of the global village.