Volume 1: The Origin of Zhu Lou Chapter 13 When it's good, it's hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood [Ask for Collection]
Jia Yu held half a bottle of mineral water in his hand, thinking about what happened today, and with words in his mouth, he walked leisurely on the way home.
On the side of the road at a corner, there was a little old man in tattered clothes, with a rickety figure, who was limping away, and he was bending over at this time, as if he was looking for something.
When he passed by, Jia Yu saw clearly that he was an old man scavenging, and he was rummaging through the garbage cans on the side of the road. Jia Yu naturally didn't pay attention to it, there were many people who came to the garbage can to pick up waste, most of them were sanitation and some old men and old ladies in the local area.
Although it is rare to see tattered clothes like this, it is understandable that when people are really cornered, they can't do anything, and picking up garbage is quite good.
Jia Yu didn't want to stop, after all, there was nothing special, and the smell around the trash can was not good. It's just that when I passed by, I was attracted by the little old man's singing, and I said in my heart that you are an old man who has fallen to this extent, and you can still sing happily.
This optimism is definitely the best of all the people he has ever seen, and even surpasses nine out of nine people in the world. Not to mention, at least it's stronger than the dead ghost dad in his own family now, but I don't know how many times stronger.
Thinking of this, Jia Yu couldn't help but feel a little lost, his family was still good, when he was still ignorant, he didn't know what happened, his parents divorced, and then his father was better to play cards and drink, and it didn't take long for the family to be ruined.
If you talk about the book, you will soon fall into the middle of the road, but you are not motivated to study, and there is probably no hope for the college entrance examination in the near future.
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel sad, and stopped beside the little old man, thinking about listening to what the old man was singing, and waiting for a day when I came in and picked up the garbage myself, it would be good to have a little entertainment. Thinking so, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
It's also strange to say, obviously very close, the sloppy old man's voice singing is not small, why can't he hear clearly! But the more he can't hear clearly, the more he wants to listen, Jia Yu began to hold his breath and concentrate, focusing his whole body on the singing, and I don't know how long it took before he gradually heard the lyrics clearly.
I only heard the singing sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes open-minded, sometimes lamenting, the old man's voice was pure and long, as if there was a strange tension, which hit the soul. The lyrics sing:
Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, but the fame cannot be forgotten,
Where will the ancient and the modern meet, a pile of grass in the barratan is gone.
The world knows that the gods are good, only gold and silver can't forget,
In the end, he only hated to gather much, and at most his eyes were closed.
Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the beautiful women can't forget,
Jun's birthday said kindness, and Jun died and went with others.
The world knows that the gods are good, only the children and grandchildren can't forget,
There are many infatuated parents in ancient times, and they are filial to their children and grandchildren.
After Jia Yu heard this, it was as if something was about to break out of his soul, and his whole body was full of excitement, and the feeling was indescribable. Jia Yu couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was, so he stepped forward to greet him, bowed to the little old man and said:
"What are you talking about, what is good, yes, yes. ”
The little old man laughed:
"If you hear the word 'well,' you understand. It is important to know that in the world, 'good' is 'good', 'good' is 'good', if it is not 'good', it is not 'good', and if it is 'good', it must be 'done'. That's what my song is called, 'Okay Song.'"
Thousands of miles to build a long shed, there is no feast that will not be dispersed, the little girl knows the truth, why don't you understand it after so long! Put it down, let it pass if it is over, it is good for you and everyone. ”
"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about, I don't understand at all. ”
Jia Yu said this in his mouth, but his nose was sour for no reason, and a sense of pain and unwillingness rose in his heart, as if there was a wound in his heart that had healed for endless years, and it was slowly tearing open, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble, kneeling on the ground, covering his heart with his hands, gritting his teeth and holding back his voice.
"Why, why is my heart aching, what am I hurting in my heart?"
Jia Yu asked herself over and over again in her heart, but there was no response. The old man standing not far away looked at this scene, couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed:
"When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is no place for inaction!
Why are you doing this! Evil fate, evil fate, evil fate!"
After saying that, he turned to leave, only a song came from a distance, and the aftermath was endless.
One is Langyuan Immortal, and the other is beautiful and flawless.
If you say that there is no fate, you will meet him again in this life;
If it is said that there is a strange fate, how can the mind end up empty.
One is in vain, and the other is empty.
One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror.
Think about how many tears there are in your eyes,
How can it withstand the autumn to the end of winter, and the spring to summer?
...
After listening to this song, as if a stone had fallen on the mirror, Jia Yu finally couldn't help it, and let out a heart-rending roar, the roar with deep despair and unwillingness, resounded through the clouds and penetrated time and space, but it still dissipated between heaven and earth, and nothing changed...
"No!"
Suddenly, Jia Yu's eyes went dark, and then he didn't know anything.
...
"My head hurts", when Jia Yu opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground, and his half bottle of water was still lying there not far in front of him. Seeing that there were people around him pointing at him, he quickly got up and gently rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, and found that there was a little blood.
"Could it be that I was attacked?"
Thinking like this in my heart, I touched my body and was shocked, and then I came back to my senses and realized that I didn't have anything with me. I saw an aunt who was engaged in sanitation not far away, and she kept looking in her direction, so she planned to go over and ask about the situation.
After taking two steps, he seemed to think of something, went back and picked up half a bottle of water on the ground, unscrewed the cap and drank it all in one go, and walked towards his aunt with the bottle. After asking, I realized that I didn't know what I was thinking just now, so I fell while walking and fell and lay on the ground for a while.
No one who passed by around dared to step forward, and if she hadn't woken up in time, she would have been ready to call someone to call the police. After giving the bottle to her aunt, Jia Yu thanked her again, and then ran away in the eyes of everyone.
"It's such a flat road, why did you suddenly fall on the ground!" But there's nothing to think about about this thing, after all, it's not uncommon to have bloody things like falling on the ground, choking on water, and choking on eating, although it doesn't happen often, but almost everyone has experienced it, and it adds up to a lot, and it's not uncommon for a long time. Jia Yu naturally didn't think much about it, but thought he was unlucky.