Chapter 8: The Old Storyteller
Ivan suddenly came to his senses, and he was still sitting curled up on the ground, but suddenly he understood something.
Even if it's just the fireflies around you at the moment, even if it's just such a small and insignificant firefly, you have the right to choose.
Ivan no longer sat as before, but slowly lay back on the ground, and sure enough, it was more comfortable to lie on the ground.
As soon as he lay on the ground, Ivan didn't even have time to catch fireflies again, when he found that what was in front of him was the entire night sky.
To be precise, there is a large starry sky that is not blocked by anything at all, and there are really a lot of stars in the sky.
Although it was only the beginning of the month, a bright full moon hung in the sky, but it did not affect the twinkle of the stars.
The moon stars I heard before were just relative, and at the same time, Ivan now looked at the moon in the sky, it was not very large, I don't know if it was because of the distance between them. But Ivan was at the top of the mountain, and should have been closer to the moon.
Instead, looking at the moon as if it was getting farther away, Ivan didn't know what the subtle difference was.
But this did not prevent Ivan from admiring the starry sky in front of him, and the stars in the sky were all shining and twinkling alone, and they did not affect each other in the slightest. Ivan looked at the stars in the sky, and for a moment he was in a trance, these stars are so special.
In the past, when he visited or passed by other cities, Ivan would deliberately stay in one place for several days.
After all, there are too many interesting things about the humanities in some places, and some of them seem to exist as if they have their own legends.
Whenever I look at an old man setting up a stall on the street, there is nothing on their stall, and it is an empty stall.
And these old people would all wave to Ivan when they saw him, as if they had something to say to him.
"Hey, boy, come, come and sit down, and I'll tell you a story."
Ivan would always pretend to pass by, but would walk back and forth, and when he was sure that there was no one else around, he would come up and talk.
In the first few days, Ivan was worried that it would be these old people who recognized him. In order to hide his identity, Ivan even heard an old man greet him for the first time, and before anyone else could finish speaking, he ran away.
This reaction, which would seem strange at first glance, will give people the feeling that someone is chasing Ivan.
Later, after more times, Ivan became a little more bold, and only then did he realize that every old man would stop in front of him and talk to the person who sat down. When these old men saw Ivan, they didn't need to ask much to know that he was from outside the city.
These old people would tell stories to others, and then they would be rewarded with some silver, and they would basically tell about local things.
Some are more classic, some are more exciting, and of course there is no shortage of local heroes, and they will be proud.
Of course, there is no shortage of people who will tell others some fantasy, and when they hear it, they feel that it is fake and untrue.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, their purpose is relatively simple, just to have someone to chat with and get a little reward by the way.
It wasn't until later that Ivan learned what kind of people they were, and they were jokingly called the old storytellers, or the storytellers for short.
It's an honorific title, but these old people are not in the minority, but they are basically old people. I didn't see a few people who went to the roadside to tell stories at a young age, many of them had no stories to tell, and many more did so because of their work, whether they were officials or farm workers.
Those young people simply don't have time to do these things that cost a lot of time, but they don't have much to gain.
On the contrary, it is the elderly who should enjoy the joy of family, who are more inclined to set up stalls in their spare time.
Because there are so many things I have seen and heard in my life, I want someone to share them.
In fact, most of the time, these old people will not take the initiative to ask for fees from the listeners, and are willing to be patient, and they sit down to listen to some rich boys or ladies who come out to play, and feel curious to know about the past of this city.
Or if you want to hear some stories that you have never heard before, you will stop in front of these old people.
After listening to the old man's speech, he symbolically gave them some money, which can be regarded as a reward for the hard work of these old people.
This kind of boy has a wide range of people, and Ivan is one of them, anyway, every time he goes to a city, he will stay in front of these old people. Listening to them tell stories and give them some money, sometimes it takes an afternoon to listen to them, which is very fulfilling.
These old people are not just empty words, some of them can tell historical stories from the geographical location of the city.
Even if sometimes some of the truths about living in the world, working with others, and being alone in the world will be refreshing.
So when Ivan went out to travel, he didn't just want to see the great rivers and mountains of the country, which was too superficial.
Ivan wants to settle in these cities, and what he sees is not only the appearance, but also the appearance, but the connotation.
It is also very interesting to listen to these old people tell stories from the past. It is precisely because of the continuous stop-and-go along the way that I can hear all kinds of stories. This caused Ivan to be a little slow to walk, but he enjoyed the conversation.
But I have to say that there are still a lot of gains on this journey, and it is not something that can be summed up in three or two sentences.
At the same time, it can be regarded as filling Ivan's brain, after all, he can still hear a lot of stories about this city, which cannot be found in the books, and can even be called a secret history. However, this secret history is basically heard from the mouth of an old storyteller.
Although no one can confirm whether the words of these old storytellers are really exactly consistent with historical events.
But no one can be sure that what is written in the scroll is absolutely true, and there is nothing to hide.
Many times, when I hear these things, I can only see the benevolent and the wise see the wise. If you only believe the words of one side of the party, you will definitely only see one side of the matter, and this side is often just the side that others want you to see.
Therefore, before Ivan comes to a city, he often reads the books related to the city.
You can have a general understanding of this city first, so that you don't need to go to a certain city, you can only ask questions along the way.
Later, when I went to this city, I passed by these old storytellers, and stopped in front of other people's stalls, sat on small benches, and listened to the stories told by the old people. And these old people will be scattered all over the city, because there can't be only one old man.
So with plenty of time and a decent amount of hearsay, Ivan would have a crush on the city.