No. 1164, I'm already dead!

Under the street in front of the door, a duck swam by. Come and count it, two, four, six, seven, eight—

It's summer, and the horses in the pond are growing wildly, the fish and shrimp are jumping in the weeds, and the sound of falling into the water is endless. A flock of obese ducks led the way, followed by hundreds of fluffy yellow ducklings. They hunt and frolic in the pool, a happy and cozy picture.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful. 100 acres of seedling fields. At a glance, you can't see the green ones.

On the shore, a tall man looks at the ducks in the pond with a smile as if he were looking at his own cute child.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh-"

At the edge of the pond, an old farmer in a short shirt and shorts with a bamboo pole in his hand was shouting loudly to drive ducks into the water as they climbed ashore from the pond and tried to burrow into the nearby rice fields. The duck entered the field, and it was not easy to find it again. Moreover, there are many weasels in the field, and it is easy for them to sneak them away.

A plastic bag is tied to the front of the bamboo pole, and every time it is waved, it is blown by the wind and crackles, which scares the ducklings to roll and crawl, which is clumsy and fun.

When the ducks had been driven into the water, the old peasant sat down beside the man who was plainly dressed but had an extraordinary temperament, took a cigarette pouch from the waistband of his trousers, knocked it on the soles of his dusty sandals, and poured out the foam inside. Then he took out an oiled paper bag from his pocket, pinched a handful of tobacco leaves from it, stuffed it into the tobacco bag, lit it with a match, and brought it to the young man, saying, "Take a puff?" ”

"Okay." The man took it and took a big puff. Although it was not the first time I smoked it, I still choked on the strong smell of tobacco and coughed.

The old peasant burst out laughing, enjoying the young man's naivety at this time. It's like an adult deliberately tempting a child to drink, and feeling very satisfied when the child is so hot that he bursts into tears.

The old farmer took the cigarette gun, took a puff very 'chic', squinted at the young man with a flushed face, and said with a smile: "You city people smoke filters. I can't get used to the wild smoke that we fry at home -- I heard that if you add a handful, you can stop the nail in the cigarette. Horse urine. In order not to have that nail, just smoke the few tobacco leaves like boiled water? The people of the city spared their lives. Expensive. ”

"Yes, yes." The young man nodded repeatedly. He took out a pack of giant pandas with the words 'special offering' written on them from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, and said, "Try this?" ”

The old farmer took one look at it, and the wrinkles on his face burst into laughter. He put the cigarette pouch aside and carefully took one from the young man's hand. After weighing it up, he asked, "Is this really a cigarette that can only be smoked by the president of the country?" ”

"It's not just the chairman, either. When you reach a certain level, you can draw it. The young man said with a smile as he lit the fire with a lighter.

"Actually, this smoke is also missing. Tasteless. The old farmer took a puff with great enjoyment and said, "I just heard that it was the president of the country who smoked it, and I felt it in my heart."

The old man was in a hurry. He didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

"It's just enjoyable. We can smoke the cigarettes that the chairman smokes, right? The young man took over and helped the old farmer out of the siege.

"Yes. That's what it means. The old farmer patted his leg and said. Sir is sir. Talking. It's not like us mountain people. I can't say a word. Stammering. ”

"Haha. That's what I eat. If I say something bad, isn't that a misguide? The young man said with a smile.

"That's too." The old farmer nodded. "It's good to be a teacher. State units. Iron rice bowl. And they are also teachers in the city - we also have a school in our village, and there are only two teachers. If we don't have any money, we'll send some rice and noodles to each family. I send a few ducks every year, which we raise ourselves. It's not worth much. ”

"Don't worry, uncle. I know about it. After a while, when I go back to the city, I will go to the Education Bureau to see if I can allocate some money to build a school and transfer a few teachers here. The man said with a smile.

"Oops, it's true? Thank you so much, sir. "The old peasant clung to the young man's hand." I thank Mr. for the hundreds of people in Zhaoshan Village. ”

"You're welcome. If I eat with you and live with you, will I not take care of you? ”

"Hehe, the rural conditions are miserable. The conditions are bitter. The old farmer said embarrassedly.

"It's not bitter." The young man pointed to the surrounding mountains and rivers and said, "If the people of the city know that there is such a place, they will be very happy." ”

"Really? Then you come every year. The old farmer said. Ouch, a few more ducklings have climbed up. You sit. I'm going to drive them into the water. ”

After saying that, the old farmer got up from the ground, carried the bamboo pole and ran.

Washed white black sè shorts, a butt of dust and grass clippings.

Dididi――

The young man took out a very tiny gadget from his pocket that looked like a woman's mobile phone, pressed one of the buttons, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Mission failed."

"Got it." The man said.

"Be discreet. Now is not the time to come back. ”

The man sneered and said, "I know. I'm dead. ”――

Fairy Road. The old house of the Wenren family.

A convoy of luxury vehicles drove slowly over, and then drove into the courtyard under the respectful gaze of the bodyguards.

The door of the Rolls-Royce in the middle opened, and a young and handsome young man got out of the car first, walked quickly to the other side of the car, opened the door, made a bowing gesture, and said, "Sister, please get out of the car." ”

Black sè fur cropped pants, white sè silk shirt with a good texture, the hem of the shirt tucked into the pants, and the red sè silk band at the neckline blinked into a triangular bow, which just played the role of the finishing touch. Every appearance of Wenren Muyue can bring a strong visual impact to people, as if there is no such thing as 'ugly clothes' on her.

"Miss, the master is cutting the grass in the backyard." The butler greeted him and said.

Wen Ren Muyue nodded, and walked to the backyard with Wen Ren Zhao.

In the courtyard, an old man in a white Tang costume was walking around the garden with a pair of big scissors. The grass was jagged and tall, and it looked like it really should be mowed.

However, the old man took the big scissors and looked left and right, but he didn't mean to cut it.

"Grandpa." Wen Renzhao shouted with a smile.

The old man turned his head and saw the two sisters and brothers coming over, and he also showed a kind smile and said, "Come here?" This time, there was a period of rìzi who didn't come back to visit me, an old man, right? ”

"Grandpa, my sister is very busy every day." Wen Renzhao said.

"Your sister is busy. What about you? The old man looked at Wen Renzhao and said.

"I work for my sister's company. Learned a lot. Wen Ren said with a smile.

Wen Renting smiled, and did not expose this grandson's lies. said, "It's good to know how to learn things." ”

"Grandpa, I see you walking around with scissors, why don't you cut them?" Wen Renzhao pointed to the weeds and said. "You see, it's all a mess. It's time to prune. ”

"The mess should be trimmed?" Wen Renting asked with a smile. He asked, handing the scissors to the servant who was serving next to him.

"yes." Wen Renzhao nodded. "It's not good to look good if you don't cut it."

"It looks good when you cut it?"

"It's neatly cut, it's beautiful." Wen Ren said as a matter of course. "Isn't that what everybody says?"

Wen Renting shook his head and said to Wen Renzhao: "You go to the front yard and take a walk." I'll have a few words with your sister. ”

"Okay." Wen Renzhao didn't want to accompany this old man to play dumb. He was willing to let go, and he naturally couldn't ask for it. After winking at Wenren Muyue, he turned around and ran out.

"Why do you want to cut the grass?" Wen Renting looked at Wen Ren Muyue and asked.

"Because the leaves are withered and the roots are rotten." Wen Ren Muyue said.

"yes. Because the leaves are withered, they have to be cut. Because the roots are rotten, they have to be cut. Wen Renting nodded and said. There are so many people in the Wenren family, and only this granddaughter can keep up with his logic. Therefore, seven years ago, not long after Wenren Muyue had just reached adulthood, he rejected all objections and handed over the Wenren family to her. Sure enough, she didn't let herself down, and she was even better than she imagined. "It's not for the sake of being neat and good-looking. Besides, who said that neatness is good-looking? I just like the jagged look. Grass is the same as people, why should it be cut off when it grows tall? If they were spirits, they would complain about the injustices of the world. ”

Wen Ren Muyue didn't speak. She understood what he was trying to say.

"This time it was a good job." Wen Renting said with a smile.

"Nothing." Wen Ren Muyue said.

"Who said that?" Wen Renting shook his head. "When people live, this is the harvest. What more could you want? Breaking the game in one hit? I've been fighting with those two old dogs all my life, and I'm about to go to the ground and haven't decided the winner, do you think we're willing? ”

"What if you're unwilling?" Wen Renting looked at Wen Ren Muyue and said, "People are old. Nothing can be done. But we're on a different battlefield -- you know what? ”

"What?"

"We're competing to see who will live longer." Wen Renting saw that he had passed the test for his granddaughter, and he laughed heartily. "Whoever lives longer will be the winner."