The real value is not in the stage of life, but in the role we play.

- Schiller

"In the spring of March, the land of Qilu is blooming in spring, and the weather is fine. The temperature is comfortable and the humidity is comfortable. From time to time there was a chirping of birds from the tall poplar trees beside the road, and it seemed that the sparrows were gathering in groups of three or three, and they looked like they were not worried about insects eating them. It seems that after eating enough, he is busy looking for a blind date to raise the little sparrow. Two swallows, dressed in real tuxedos, like two elves, like two gentlemen, maybe friends, maybe father and son or mother and daughter, maybe a couple. From time to time, he stopped on the power line beside the road on one leg and stood alone, occasionally unsteady, as if he was walking a tightrope and playing acrobatics. ”

"Spring in our Shandong is really beautiful. One side of the water and soil nourishes one side of the people, and the water and soil of Shandong are very nourishing. "I was very proud of my identity as a Shandong native, so I said it.

"Yes, driving on a country road, looking into the distance, there are large patches of green full of oil. Everywhere the spring breeze passes, the wheat seedlings continue to grow, mixed with the smell of freshly watered earth. In the midst of it, it is easy to feel the power of life, which is exciting and pleasant. Sometimes when you turn a corner, you suddenly see a vast field of wheat, and sometimes there are one or two kites flying high in the sapphire blue sky, and most of the time it is an old man with a white beard leading a child or two-and-a-half-old. ”

"If you just drive a car like this and live a carefree life, it should be more leisurely than a fairy." Ma Hualong interjected.

It reminds me of a poem I once saw:

Half a life is useless,

Three acres of land in my hometown.

A small courtyard,

There are four or five bungalows.

has a wife and a son,

There is salt and sweetness.

Talk to your wife,

Coax and chat.

There is a guqin,

Idle to play a bullet.

Lin Weng asked,

Is there a chessboard?

White goose floating in green water,

The mouth of the east bed is salivating.

Danqing Mountains and Water Show,

Take a closer look at the origins.

Chinese cabbage in winter,

Three autumn melons and fruits are fresh.

Drinking alcohol does not get drunk,

Someone added to the porridge.

Idle to walk the dog,

The rope does not have to be tethered.

Under the fish play lotus,

Chicken perched on the top of elm willows.

Not because of five buckets of rice,

Bend before the world.

The daughter is scattered,

There is a withdrawal slip in the abdomen.

But the red dust,

Get in touch with nature. ”

As soon as my Chinese teacher's sourness came up, I couldn't stop it.

"If they all say that the Chinese teachers are half literati, I think they are all great poets." Ma Jiaju didn't know what to think of, and praised me.

"Yes, yes, yes, the teacher has a level when he speaks." Ma Jiaju also echoed his son's words.

"Oh, look at you father and son, singing and harmonizing, it makes me embarrassed. This poem was written by someone else that I read about in a book, not by me. I hastened to explain.

"That's also very powerful, you can remember to memorize it after reading it, and now you can recite it when you open your mouth." The old horse does not give up.

"Good, good, thank you, thank you." I quickly accepted and changed the subject, "Don't talk about me, let's continue with your story." ”

"This time everything went well, the journey was smooth sailing, safe and sound, and in the middle of the journey, I also stopped to smoke a cigarette and pee." Ma Jiaju said and smiled.

"Didn't you just take a look at what's in it? I'm talking about the inside of the package. Ma Hualong was curious about what was in the package.

"I'm also curious, and I really want to see what is inside, so important, mysterious, and you have to be careful." Ma Hualong paused and continued, "However, the key is that we don't dare with the experience of last time." ”

"And then?" I had to ask.

"Later, I parked the car in the private parking space facing the entrance of Tianxi Entertainment City according to the time I had agreed in advance, and when I got out of the car, I found that there was a green garbage bin behind the car that was exactly the same as the thin man I had described. I put the parcel in the garbage bin, locked the car, and went to a nearby pork dried rice spot for ten minutes to eat a meal, asking for a piece of rice, a piece of pork, a roll tip, a piece of tofu puff, and a kelp, and finally a bowl of eight-treasure porridge. ”

Ma Jiaju seems to like to eat this kind of food.

"It's really delicious, I eat it a lot, and it tastes really good."

I also like to eat dried pork and rice.

"Having eaten and drunk, he came out and smoked another cigarette at the door. Throwing away the cigarette butts, I slowly and leisurely returned to the parking lot, which took exactly twenty minutes. This is also required in advance, and we don't dare to be ahead or too slow. Walking to the bin, I bent down and reached in, and sure enough, the package was inside, but it was much lighter than when I put it before. Carrying the bag, back to the car, guess what's inside? Ma Jiaju asked the two of us mysteriously.

"It's money." Ma Hualong reacted quickly and spoke before me.

"Yes, yes, yes, it should be money." I should be along.

"The money is true, but do you know how much?"

"Who can guess this," Ma Hualong said without thinking, "don't sell it, tell us quickly." ”

The old horse didn't speak, and slowly stretched out a finger.

"A hundred?" Ma Hualong should feel that his father's work was not too hard, a hundred yuan is a lot.

The old horse still didn't speak, just shook his head.

"A thousand?" The decibel level of Ma Hualong's voice was a little higher than before, and it was slightly suspicious.

Ma Jiaju still shook his head, and then said, "Ten thousand." ”

"This reminds me of a quote from the writer Schiller: the real value is not in the stage of life, but in the role we play." I interjected.

"It's too easy for you to make this money." Ma Jiaju said to his Lao Tzu.

"I also thought it was a little easy, so that's why the story came about."