"I look at his face enough to live past fifty."

The old king's face was red and purple with folds, and he caught up with the eggplants that were about to ripen in the ground.

"How old are you!?"

I glanced at him, trying to find fault.

"I'm fifty-one, what's wrong?"

The old king drank the juice to relieve his hangover.

I made a gesture of pinching my fingers: "If I look at you like this, you will definitely not live to be fifty-two!" Hurry home and find a wife and live a life! That's a lot of age! What's still floating outside?! In the future, the old ones won't be able to move! Counting on shredded meat to provide for you? Maybe he'll have to die before you! ”

"I used to have a daughter-in-law......

The old king's deep gaze looked at the roof of the shed, the wine bottle in his hand was held tighter, and his tone of voice inadvertently showed his old age: "She has been dead for many years, and the medical facilities at that time were not as good as they are now. Giving birth to a child with dystocia and hemorrhage, she and the child are gone...... It's gone......"

"I'm sorry...... I said the wrong thing......"

I realized that I had brought up the sad memories of the old king.

The old king didn't cry, but just remembered the past with a calm attitude: "It's okay...... Birth, old age, sickness and death have their own lives...... It's just that I feel like I didn't let my mother-in-law have a good life...... didn't let her catch up with the good times now. Maybe if my son survives and gets married sooner, I'll have my grandson in my arms...... The family is plain and happy. ”

"Alas......"

I let out a long sigh, and I didn't know how to comfort the old king.

"It's all gone...... It's all gone......"

The old king put down his glass, sat on the bench, leaned his back against the wall, and muttered tiredly. It was like being drunk and hazy, seeing his dead daughter-in-law come back to him, listening to his unbearable memories over the years.

It didn't take a while...... The old king's head snored.

Lao Zhou carried two bottles of liquor and walked up to me: "Big smash!" Let's have a drink?! It's been a long time since we've been drinking together! ”

"Okay, let's have a drink......"

Lao Zhou and I found two benches, sat in the corner of the table, and poured two glasses of liquor. I lifted a glass of liquor and gently slammed the table: "Godfather, you said that there are just such a group of people, why do you make me feel very miserable?"

"Does it make you feel lifeless?"

Lao Zhou still used his unique drinking expression, squinting his eyes and pursing his lips, like the elite of the Lai Zi Lai Zi drinking wine: "Some people may have smooth sailing in their lives, and some people may have ups and downs in their lives."

"It's good to keep going bumpy or going smooth all the time."

Lao Zhou seems to know the mentality of these people very well, and uses the most vulgar words to analyze: "I'm afraid that it will be smooth sailing first and then bumpy!" Many people, including you and me, may fall halfway down when they encounter a bump in the road. All of a sudden, I may not be able to slow down this breath for the rest of my life, so I fucking start to give up on myself, pinning my hope of life on death. ”

"Then why not die?"

I somehow became a stupid idiot.

Lao Zhou drank a glass of liquor and continued: "I want to die but I don't dare!"

"Isn't my life much rougher than theirs!?"

I want to talk to Old Zhou Qiang vigorously.

"You're pretty bumpy!"

Lao Zhou refilled himself with a glass of liquor: "As long as people live, they will have a lot of worries and fetters, and these worries and fetters are the hope for these people who want to die." Let's take Wang Manliang and say, that is, the old king, will his daughter-in-law tell him before she dies that you have to live well for me...... After saying that, will the old king still think about death? Do you have to work harder to live? But it will still be painful, but this obsession still supports them to live! ”

"Hmmm......"

I seem to understand something.

"It's in this pain that I torture myself, I struggle with myself...... I'm not happy in my life! ”

Lao Zhou said that when he was emotional, he slammed the table with his fist: "It's this fucking pain!" There's no way you can tell anyone! It's like you're hypocritical if you talk too much! Don't talk about it, it's upset! Do you think it's eating too much salt! I turned around and wanted to find water to drink, but I didn't know who poured the fucking water! I can't even find a way to quench my thirst! I've been thirsty! ”

"Calm down! Calm! ”

I looked at him anxiously, and quickly persuaded him without speaking: "Then godfather, will you miss my godmother?" She's been gone for several years, too. ”

"Think......"

Hearing me mention my godmother, Lao Zhou seems to have lost all his strength and spirit, leaning weakly on the bench, holding a wine glass as if he is drinking with others for fun, and it is rare to stop scolding muttering poetry: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable." Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost...... Acacia is bitter and self-suffering, counting clouds and smoke, and it will eventually become empty after an eye. The sunset is boundless, and the column sends Feihong ......"

"Alas......"

I patted Lao Zhou on the shoulder, stood up, and walked to the old lady's side: "Sister, you can play with them for a while...... I want to go out for a walk by myself......"

"Feeling bad?"

The old lady was worried about me when she saw that I was worried.

"It's okay...... It's just staying here and feeling stuffy in my chest......"

I reached out and rubbed her head: "Don't toss with them too late, go home when you're done...... Go with Fang Fatzi and them, don't be in any danger. ”

"Hmmm......"

The old lady had no choice but to nod obediently.

"Alas......"

I quietly walked out of the private room, lit a cigarette, and went downstairs and out of the barbecue restaurant.

The cold wind at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night made my scalp tingle.

Maybe it's because the drunken and dreamy wine hasn't faded yet.

I stood on the side of the road and watched the lonely ghosts coming and going, and God suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Are you in pain?!"

Silent.

When a few of the more spiritually prominent lonely ghosts heard what I said, they stopped fluttering, and looked at me with questions in their eyes.

"Hehehe......"

I smiled and turned to follow the road, wandering around without direction or with a goal to move forward.

Smoke cigarette after cigarette.

I was getting more and more depressed, and I didn't know what was going on.

The time crept into the middle of the night.

I have successfully followed the wide street with street lights on the national highway, which is not remote, and the national road signs mark the distance to various places.

"Alas!"

I glanced up at the sign, and the distance from the Twin Cities: 25km.

If I was the same as before, I should have been tired from walking so far, but my body, which has been strengthened by my mother in the system, has no intention of resting at this moment.

Trucks pass by on the national highway.

The roar of the bang upset me.

I thought about it, turned and walked back. But choose another fork in the road, this fork of the road signs to end in Lubei District, want to go home and lie down to sleep.

Bow your head and kick the pebbles around under your feet.

It's boring to kick a ball like a soccer ball and kick a pebble to the end of the road.

"It's boring......"

I began to talk to myself in a delirious sense: "Scare and scare ghosts with the mask of the ghost king? Boring! ”

"Fly up with the Ghost King's cloak and hit the plane?"

"No...... That would endanger other people's lives! ”

"Use the net to suppress the clouds and sing to the ghosts?"

"No...... Always singing, all the ghosts in Songdong City know me as a big singer, and they all get glow sticks to welcome me. ”

"Two rolls of the lucky dice?"

"No...... If you're unlucky, you'll be spoiled! ”

"That'...... Will you play Guan Gongdao? ”

"Pedestrians on the road have to think I'm a psychopath! If it's not good, I have to call the police to arrest me, who is it to detain me? ”

"That ......"

"That's that, that! It's really boring to live, people are people! I'm sorry! ”

"I'm so bored! I'm so bored! ”

I pinched my waist with my left hand, and aimed my middle finger at the dark and cloudless sky with my right hand, trying to provoke God: "Your uncle! You have what it takes to get me in trouble! Let me have something to do! It was a very calm day! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights on both sides of the street, which had been extinguished, suddenly lit up.

"Squeak Squeak......"

The light bulbs were so bright that they exceeded the maximum voltage of the wires, and in an instant, a total of eight street lights were all going off, and my eyes were blind for a moment.

Waterfa?!

No way!? Not really!?

I'm just a fragmented thought! I'm not a child of destiny, a little unlucky guy won't be such a high-end operation, God!

When I got used to the brightness of my surroundings, I inadvertently looked up at the street sign in front of me and saw that this street sign was very different from ordinary street signs!

Because the street sign is written in white on a blue background, it is engraved!

There are red-clothed ghosts ahead! Please be careful about the detour!

Oh, my uncle!

Nima is haunted and comes with a hint!?