One

I was working in a restaurant, and when I was serving, I saw an old man talking to an old lady of the same age.

The old lady replied, "Then who do I look like?" ”

The old man said, "My wife." ”

I rub it, it's not serious, it's really obscene.

The old lady was also angry and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I have an old wife."

Get up and leave.

The old man was not dead, so he quickly stopped the old lady and said, "Don't leave yet, listen to me tell a story." It's the story of our time. ”

Out of curiosity, the old lady sat down.

The old man said, I have a little hair called Zhuzi, and the pillar was only 15 years old at the time.

There was nothing to eat in those days, so the pillar shot a pigeon with a slingshot and brought it back to stew soup.

As a result, Liu Xiaomei from the next village ran over and panicked, something should have happened at home.

The pillar said, big sister, don't worry, let's drink the soup first.

Liu Xiaomei took a sip of soup and finally calmed down.

Then she said, have you seen my pigeons?

The pillar was so frightened that he did not dare to tell her the truth, and comforted her by saying, don't be sad, the pigeon must be lost, and will be back in a few days.

The next day, Liu Xiaomei came again and suddenly saw a white thing flying in the sky.

The little sister was pleasantly surprised and said, "Ah, my pigeon!"

The pillar said, "That's my white pants, blown away by the wind."

The little sister sighed, her eyes darkened.

Seeing the little sister like this, the pillar felt even more guilty, so he burned a potato for her.

Every day that followed, the little sister would come to her pigeons, and the pillar would make something to soothe her every time, and the little sister would eat very contentedly every time.

The pillar began to look forward to cooking for the little sister, and when he liked the little sister, he felt even more guilty.

One day, as soon as the little sister entered the door, she saw the pillar standing in the courtyard waiting for her.

The pillar shouted excitedly, little sister, your pigeon has flown back!

Before the little sister could reply, the pillar took out a gray dove from behind her.

My sister said, "My pigeons are white."

The pillar said, "The sun is so poisonous these days, it must be that your white dove has been tanned."

Little sister shouted, you are stupid to me!

The pillar had no choice but to admit that the pigeon had been eaten by him, and that he was willing to compensate her.

The little sister said, then you can cook for me for the rest of your life.

So, they began to deal with the object.

After a few years of marriage, Zhu Zi learned that Xiaomei had been lying to him.

The pigeon was originally intended to be eaten by the little sister, but before it could be killed, it flew away. When the little sister drank the bowl of soup, she knew that it was her own pigeon, but the pillar's cooking skills were so good that she pretended to look for the pigeon every day, but in fact she ate and drank, and she fell in love with the pillar.

She pretended to be waiting for the pigeon, but in fact she was waiting for the pillar to be attracted to her.

She waited.

The old man looked at the old lady and asked, "How is my story?"

The old lady said, "I'm hungry to hear it."

The old man smiled and said, "Then I'll tell you another story."

Fifty years ago, I had a co-worker named Kodaka.

He is the best technician in the factory.

His girlfriend's name is Fang Fang.

There are a total of five golden flowers in our factory, and Fangfang is the sixth.

Xiao Gao is in the second workshop, and Fang Fang is in the third workshop.

The relationship between the two of them is very good, and it is difficult to endure if they don't see each other for a minute.

For them, across a workshop, it's like a long-distance relationship.

Xiao Gao made up his mind to become the workshop director, so that he could freely shuttle between the two workshops and see Fangfang at all times.

So Xiao Gao began to work hard, and after many days and nights, the organization finally saw his efforts - sent him to the northwest to support the construction.

This is over, and they really have become a long-distance relationship.

When he left, Xiao Gao asked Fangfang to wait for him for two years, and then they would get married.

As a result, Xiao Gao went to the northwest and only entered the staff dormitory, and was taken into the desert by the organization to join a confidential project, and since then he has cut off contact with the outside world.

That's four years.

Four years later, as soon as Xiao Gao returned to the staff dormitory, he saw that the bed was full of letters, all of which were Fangfang.

Letter 1, "Comrade Kodaka, I miss you very much......"

The 19th letter, "Comrade Xiao Gao, I found a food stall on Jiefang Road, it tastes very good, and when you come back, we will go to eat together......"

The 38th letter, "Comrade Xiao Gao, why haven't you replied to the letter, have you developed a fighting friendship with other female comrades, and I will also go to develop and develop with Xiao Li in the next workshop......"

The 39th letter, "Comrade Xiao Gao, the last letter was my act of anger, it was all a lie to you, and I had no contact with Comrade Xiao Li at all. ”

Xiao Gao opened a fief letter, he cried and laughed when he saw it, and he took out the last letter: "Comrade Xiao Gao, my mother introduced me to the object, if you don't come back before the National Day this year, I will have to marry him......"

National day? Xiao Gao was in a cold sweat, it was now mid-October, and it had been two weeks since the National Day.

He immediately went to catch the train, and it took him two days to return to his hometown.

He rushed directly to Fangfang's house, and she was not there.

Yes, she's married.

Dejected, he went to the food stall that Fang Fang had mentioned.

He ordered a bowl of noodles and cried as he ate it.

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

It was Fangfang, and she was looking at him with a smile.

Later, Xiao Gao learned that Fang Fang would come here every day to wait for him, but on the day of the National Day, Xiao Gao did not show up, and Fang Fang swore that she would never come here again.

And she came anyway.

When there was only one wall between them, she couldn't survive a minute or a second, and when there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them, she survived four years.

She waited for him to come back.

She waited.

After the old man's story was told, the old lady nodded and said, what a good story, is there anything else?

The old man continued, then let me tell the story of an old husband and wife, the man's name is Lao Wu......

Wu and his wife have been married for 40 years, and in order to celebrate their wedding anniversary, his son signed them up for a tour group to go to the United States.

Lao Wu was very excited, he practiced English every day, and his wife buried him, and after practicing for two weeks, he only learned three sentences.

They arrived in the United States, and the tour guide took them to Times Square for free time.

Lao Wu was very excited, beckoning when he saw a foreigner, and kept saying, hello! Hello! You're all hello!

This is the first sentence of English that Lao Wu learned.

They looked all the way and walked all the way, and Lao Wu asked everything he saw, how much is this? That how much?

This is the second sentence of English that Lao Wu learned.

Lao Wu was showing off his English all the way, walking and walking, but found that his wife was gone.

He was terrified.

He looked everywhere, and in Times Square, a thin old Asian man, running around the middle of the Middle East, a tall foreigner, shouting an unfamiliar language, seemed particularly abrupt.

He traveled everywhere they went. From the theater to the square, from the square to the mall.

When he heard an argument in a shopping mall, he looked ahead and saw that it was his wife.

The wife was in the mall, clinging to a pillar and not letting go, and several tall security guards were standing next to her.

Lao Wu rushed up to block his wife, he was very thin, but very strong.

The wife grabbed Lao Wu's arm tightly and said excitedly, Lao Wu! Old Wu!

Lao Wu yelled at the security guard, don't touch her! My wife! My wife!

This is the third sentence of English that Lao Wu learned.

It turned out that after the old lady got lost, she stood there until the mall closed.

The security guards came to clear the scene, but she still clung to the pillar and refused to leave.

Lao Wu is worried and angry, why are you standing here stupidly?

The old lady said, I don't know the way. I'll just stand silly and wait for you, I know you're going to find me.

She has been standing in place, this is the most stupid waiting, but also the most persistent trust.

She waited.

After hearing the story, the old lady was satisfied, so she said goodbye to the old man and went home.

I chatted with the old man, and then I realized that the old man was telling the story of him and the old lady.

The pillar in the story is him, Xiao Gao is him, and Lao Wu is also him.

And the old lady who just left is called Liu Fangfang.

Liu Xiaomei is her, Fangfang is her, and her wife is also her.

She was his wife.

They met in the countryside when they were in their teens, and when they were in their 20s, they entered the factory together, and later got married, made an appointment, and wanted to hold hands to finish this life.

However, the old lady missed the appointment.

Three years ago, the old lady suffered from Alzheimer's, and now she doesn't know anyone anymore, and the wife she has been talking about sits in front of her every day, but she can no longer recognize it.

The old lady would come to this restaurant every day, and the old man would come here every day to tell her stories about what had happened between them in the past, hoping to make the old lady think of him one day.

I asked cautiously, in case she couldn't remember.

The old man said that for the first half of his life, she was waiting for me, and for the second half of his life, I waited for her.

He didn't know how long he would have to wait, but he would keep waiting.

"You look like a person."

This sentence was actually said to him by the old lady before.

On the day of the reunion, he ate noodles at a stall, crying while eating.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came out.

"You look like a person."

Xiao Gao raised his head and found that it was Fang Fang.

Xiao Gao cried even more fiercely, crying and saying, like whom?

Fang Fang said, my husband.

Xiao Gao was stunned for a moment, and Fang Fang continued, I have asked the organization for instructions, and the organization has agreed to our marriage, and you will go with me tomorrow to go through the formalities, and you are not allowed to run again.

"You look like a person."

Originally, I thought that this was the most old-fashioned accosting, but I didn't expect it to be the most affectionate confession.

One day, the old lady came as usual and sat down.

I counted the time, and the old man was almost there, when the door was pushed open, and it was not him who entered, but a young man, who looked like the old man, and wore a white flower on his chest.

He sat across from the old lady.

The young man said, "Grandma, let me tell you a story." ”

My heart sank.

The old man, rain or shine, sitting in the same position every day, facing the same person, telling the same story, is gone.

He waited for years, waiting for her to look at him with a familiar smile.

He didn't wait.

In this impetuous and fast age, we are really impatient.

Instant noodles take 3 minutes, we are too long;

The TV series is 30 minutes long, and we're going to fast-forward.

However, we are willing to spend three or five years, or even a lifetime, waiting for someone.

Proust said in "Reminiscences" that even though we know there is no hope, we still look forward to it. Wait for the slightest movement, the slightest sound.

The old lady looked at the young man, and she looked at his face with a confused expression.

"Young man, you look like a man."

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Two

A passer-by walked by the river and fell into the river with the milk tea in his hand.

The river god appeared, holding three cups of milk tea and asked passers-by: "Which of these three cups of milk tea did you drop?" Is it this cup of taro round red bean flavor, is it this cup of caramel pearl flavor, or this cup of fairy grass pudding flavor? ”

Passers-by shrugged: "I forgot too, I just bought it casually." ”

The river god looked at the passers-by a little confused, thinking to himself why this guy didn't follow the routine.

The passerby thought for a moment: "If I had to choose one of them, I would have to taste each cup to know." ”

In view of the fact that the river god couldn't think of a better way for the time being, he had to take all three cups of milk tea to passers-by to taste.

Passers-by tasted each cup, pointed to one of the cups and said that it was dropped by himself, and the river god shook his head helplessly: "You have tasted the other two cups, and others can't drink them, so give them to you." ”

Then the river god dived into the water and disappeared.

The next day, the same passer-by walked by the river, and the milk tea in his hand fell into the river again.

The river god appeared, holding three cups of milk tea and asked passers-by: "Which of these three cups of milk tea did you drop?" Is it this oatmeal pudding, this black tea latte, or this cocoa ballet? ”

Quietly, in fact, the river god is quite vindictive.

Yesterday's incident made the river god vaguely feel as if he had suffered a loss, so today he can't help but want to pit passers-by.

At this moment, what the river god thought in his heart was that if this guy wanted to use the rhetoric of "you have to taste it to know which cup it was" to trick him into drinking milk tea, I would expose his greedy nature, and I wouldn't even return the cup he originally dropped to him, hum.

As a result, the passer-by immediately replied: "I dropped that cup of black tea latte-flavored." ”

Because the passer-by's answer was very honest, the river god not only could not confiscate his milk tea, but also gave him the other two cups of milk tea according to the regulations.

Looking at the backs of passers-by holding three cups of milk tea and humming a little song beautifully, the river god was so angry.

On the third day, the same passerby walked by the river again, and the milk tea in his hand fell into the river.

The river god appeared, holding three cups of milk tea and asked passers-by: "Which of these three cups of milk tea did you drop?" Is it this brown sugar macchiato flavor, this coconut milk green flavor, or this matcha milk cap flavor? ”

When he asked these words, the river god tried very hard not to laugh, so as not to reveal his own intentions.

Because what the river god is thinking in his heart at this moment: You, a big liar who cheats milk tea, can fall into my trap this time, no matter which one you say, I have a reason to confiscate your milk tea, Huhu.

Unexpectedly, passers-by shook their heads: "Neither." ”

The river god was shocked: "You?!" ”

Passers-by took out a receipt for buying milk tea: "I bought an oolong ice cream flavor." ”

The face of the river god who was pierced by the cautious machine changed greatly, and he angrily stuffed his three cups of milk tea and the cup dropped by passers-by into the arms of the other party, and quickly got into the water and hid.

This passerby is a demon! Bastard! I don't want to see him again!

But is this what the river god said you can't see if you don't want to see it?

Of course not.

On the fourth day, the same passer-by passed by the river again.

On the first day, because he deliberately set a trap to deceive the owner and violated the rules of the river god industry, the river god who was broken by his boss came out of the water, and looked irritable and aggrieved: "You guy is still endless!" How many cups of milk tea have been deceived from me! Doesn't your conscience hurt?! ”

The passer-by put his hands behind his back and smiled slyly: "But according to the industry regulations of your river gods, you still have to ask me that question, right?" ”

The river god almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

But the rules of the industry must be observed, otherwise he will be read by the boss again, and the river god conjured up three cups of milk tea with a black face: "Which of these three cups of milk tea did you drop?" Is it this cup of original, this cup of original, or this cup of original? ”

Passers-by blinked: "Aren't these three cups all the same?" ”

"Humph!" The river god stalked his neck arrogantly, "Anyway, these three cups, do you like to choose or not!" ”

The passer-by restrained the smile on his face, as if he was thinking seriously, and after a long while, he looked at one of the cups casually and said, "I dropped this cup." ”

"Aha!" The river god laughed proudly and skillfully said his daily lines, "It's not this cup, you chose the wrong one!" You greedy guy, not only will I not give you the other two cups of milk tea, but I will also confiscate the cup you originally dropped, and the cup you originally dropped was...... Well...... Belch...... Huh? ”

The passer-by took out the hand behind his back and held up two cups of original milk tea with a smile: "My milk tea didn't fall into the river today." ”

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, so embarrassed that the three cups of milk tea that the river god was holding couldn't stand it, and jumped into the river one after another and slipped away.

And the river god's face turned red, and his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't say a word.

It's as if as soon as you open your mouth, you can't help but cry.

"Alright, alright." The passer-by changed to a reassuring tone, and even touched the river god's head with his free hand, "I just think it's fun to tease you, I didn't mean to trick you into drinking milk tea, because ...... The milk tea you gave me doesn't taste good. ”

The river god glared fiercely at the passerby.

At the same time, I am a little weak-hearted.

Does the milk tea you make by yourself taste really bad?

But you can't blame the river god for this, after all, the river god himself has never drunk milk tea. Those milk teas conjured with mana are all work props, and according to the rules of the industry, they can only be given away or destroyed, and they can't be drunk as a river god.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, you haven't drunk really good milk tea." Passers-by sat down on the river embankment with two cups of milk tea and looked up at the river god, "That's a pity, you must make up for this regret." ”

The river god looked at the cup of milk tea that passers-by handed him in a daze.

"It's the best milk tea I could find." Passers-by had a relaxed smile on their faces. "Friend, the weather is so good today, why don't you sit down and have a cup of milk tea together?"

The river god stared at the cup of milk tea, and couldn't help but think of the many days in the past, he had seen many mortals walking by the river with milk tea with happy faces.

The way they look when they drink milk tea is really happy.

So milk tea...... It must be really delicious, right?

The accumulated curiosity surged up wildly, and the river god couldn't control his hand, not only took the milk tea, but also consciously sat down next to the passerby, plugged in the straw and took a big sip.

Wow, it's so sweet, it's delicious.

At this moment, the warm spring breeze blows past the river god and passers-by, the river flows slowly, and the whole river seems to begin to exude a faint aroma of milk tea, so pleasant and comfortable.

The river god suddenly stopped being angry, and was even a little happy.

After all, what troubles in this world can't be solved by a cup of delicious milk tea?

Source: Lin Duo/Zhihu

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