"What is a double standard? If a person does not do it for himself, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. Everybody has to live, and if you live, you have to eat, and if you don't eat or drink, you can live without moving? You eat apples, have you gotten the consent of the apple mother, the apple tree? Don't you eat if you still want to? When you pluck the apple from the branch, has the apple tree lost its child? Have you ever thought about the feelings of the apple tree? You say that we humans are hypocritical! Then you eat apples one by one, run the train with your mouth, and say that you are the embodiment of justice, who is the hypocrisy?" "Kaneko was in a very unhappy mood, and he was not polite to the old woman.

"Why should the apple tree have fruit? The existence of apples either rots on their own or is eaten, or eaten by people, insects, or birds. According to the logic of your thinking, as long as you eat an apple, whether it is a person, an insect, a bird, or another animal, it is an evil ghost in the eyes of the apple? You are not an apple, how do you know what the apple thinks in its heart? Why don't you ask the apple in your hand, is it happy now? Is it very happy?"

The butterfly took a sip of chrysanthemum tea, and her speech began to become sharper.

"Man eats wolf, and for wolf, man is evil spirit. If wolves eat people, then to people, wolves are evil spirits. Man eats sheep, and for sheep, man is an evil spirit. Sheep eat grass, and for grass, sheep are evil spirits. Grass eats soil, for soil, grass is evil spirits, people die, they are buried, and the soil eats people, then the soil becomes evil ghosts again. This is the ubiquitous law of survival, and no one can avoid it. As long as there is life, it is the relationship between eating and being eaten. The old lady took another bite of the apple and said seriously.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, so that's why evil ghosts eat people. No one is completely right, and no one is completely wrong. Everything is for oneself to live, and one's life is always higher than others. As for those who can sacrifice their lives and would rather die than give in, I can only say that life is small and death is great. The old grandmother seemed to say that she was tired, sighed softly, and looked at the apple in her hand that had been eaten by herself, and there seemed to be a bright light flashing in her cloudy eyes.

Are those tears of reminiscing about the past and looking back on the past?

Is that the longing to see through the world and return to the rivers and lakes?

Nobody knows.

"This is also a ghost, that is also a ghost, this can't be eaten, that can't be eaten, so what can we eat? Do we eat and drink the northwest wind every day? If you want to, I don't want to? Life is a beautiful poem, life is to enjoy, you can eat if you want, why do you want to eat so much? I don't want to listen to you talk at length, you talk slowly, I, a gourmet, am going to make dinner. Miss Xiaoqi stood up, clapped her hands, and turned to leave.

"Make a little more for dinner, and finally come to the guests, so that the family can taste your cooking skills. The old lady took another bite of the apple, regained her smile on her face, wiped her eyes a few times, and said.

"Got it, eat fried bacon with bamboo shoots at night, and drink a few glasses of lotus wine. Miss Xiaoqi was in the kitchen and said with a smile.

"Young man, let's not talk about this discussion of evil spirits anymore. Everyone has a scale in their hearts, and the experience of life is a variety of scales, everyone has their own ideas, and it is difficult to say what is right or wrong, we just need to be right with our own conscience. The old woman took the last bite of the apple, and the flesh of the apple in her hand was eaten, leaving only a tiny apple core.

The old woman looked at the apple core and said slowly, "Life is like the seed of this apple, although it is so weak, but as long as you put the seed in the soil, it will slowly take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit, and grow into an apple tree full of beautiful apples." "

Then the apples on the tree are eaten by all kinds of ghosts, and then the seeds of the apples fall to the ground, and they take root again, sprout, blossom and bear fruit, forming a closed cycle, which is the nature around us. The butterfly seemed to understand and said thoughtfully.

"I don't care so much! In this world, if anyone eats me, I'll kill him!" said Kaneko unwillingly.

"Alright, I'll tell you a little bit more about the various countries outside. "

The outside world is very exciting, and the outside world is very helpless.