Under the onslaught of food, the children of the town of Willmins soon fell.

When Nana allowed the children to bring home the leftovers, the opposition from the adults died down.

No one would refuse to eat an extra bite of food, especially if it's free.

What's more, they scolded loudly because their children didn't squeeze into the "monster's house".

But in any case, Leo and Nana are finally no longer ostracized by the town, and even have a reputation for being kind.

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"Have you all washed your hands? Nika?"

One day a month later, Nana, who was busy in the kitchen, asked loudly towards the living room.

"Carrot yet!" Nika replied in the same loud voice.

"I want you to talk more. Carrot grumbled as she ran to the bathroom.

Nika pursed her lips and said, "I'm doing this for your own good, no one in this room can hide from Nana and Leo from making small moves." ”

Because of the first acquaintance with Nana, Nika, who was always entrusted with the task, gradually replaced the position of the Carrot Child King, so the two often had some conflicts.

Nana and Leo, who were still in the kitchen and backyard, saw all this, but they had no intention of stopping or changing the dispute between these children.

Nana carried a small wooden cart to the long dining table.

As she put down the food in the food truck, she asked the seven or eight children, "What do you want to play today?

During the month, Leo not only successfully completed the excavation of the small pond, but also built a long track around the hut in the form of a dwarven minecart, and along the way many wooden signs of wild beasts were erected for them to throw.

"With the minecart, the kids don't quarrel at the same point, and my ears are evenly packed," he said. ”

For Leo's somewhat arrogant justification, Nana just covered her mouth and chuckled.

In this month's ordinary life, Leo was also infected by Nana and became peaceful and kind, which can also be said to be nosy.

"Minecart!" shouted Carrot preemptively, as if he could silence the others if he spoke first, and loudly enough.

"No, I don't. Nika retorted, "Every time we push a minecart and you just watch from above, everyone will definitely prefer to skate." ”

The children's quarrel soon came to fruition, and the rebels led by Nika won the battle.

On the ice rink, which has been converted from a pond, a cacophony soon sounds.

On the swing by the pond, Meow is lying on Nana's lap, and Nana is leaning on Leo.

The children's laughter lingered in her ears, but Nana seemed to be confused.

Leo looked at Nana in a daze, stretched out an arm, and wrapped it around her shoulder: "Something?"

Nana nodded heavily.

"Tell me?"

She hesitated for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "You say, is life meaningful?"

Leo's heart trembled.

That's not a good question. Anyone who touches on this issue is either a master of philosophy or a dying person who feels lost in life and walks on the edge of the precipice of life.

He pretended to be calm and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Nana felt the children playing in front of her in a daze.

Although she could feel the movements of the children through the device on her wrist, it did not mean that she could see, the feeling was more like being touched by a normal person with his eyes closed, and the hazy feeling made people feel the desire for light.

Nana seemed to be in a fog at this time, and joy had its voice, but Nana couldn't see its appearance. The joy of others is always hard for her to see.

So she replied, "I don't know, I don't know what this world means to me, and what I mean to this world." Everyone's life is like a ball of air to me. ”

Those who hesitate on the path of life, persuasion is useless.

Leo, who understood this, did not give examples and reassure in vain, and after a change of words, he asked, "Have you ever played Goldberg Machinery?"

"What's that?" Nana's attention was caught back on the swing by Leo. "It sounds complicated. ”

"It's more complicated to do. ”

Leo jumped off the swing, stretched out his hand to Nana, and said, "Come, I'll take you to make one." ”

Back in the house, Leo picked up a piece of wood from the fireplace and handed it to Nana: "First of all, let's make this room a little brighter. ”

With that, Leo grabbed Nana's wrist and lit the candle on the table.

"Simple, isn't it?"

Nana nodded.

"Now, let's make it a little more complicated. ”

Leo blew out the candle and raised his hand to sharpen the lower end of the wood into a gem-like edge, and set it up on the table. This faceted structure allows firewood to easily fall in the direction of force when it is subjected to force in any direction.

Then Leo brought a double candlestick and hung a spoon on the shelf of the candlestick with a thin thread.

"Here, try pushing this spoon from this direction. ”

Nana did as she was told.

The spoon knocked over the firewood, which lit the candle again.

"Seems a little more complicated, doesn't it?"

Nana nodded again, then said suspiciously, "But it doesn't seem to be of much use?"

Leo smiled, not answering Nana's question, only lengthening the mechanism again.

He added another fork, bent it close to the tabletop, and tied it with a rope. I found a wheelbarrow from the toy box and tied a dinner knife to it. Finally, he turned out a pan and hooked the handle to his fingers, holding the surface of the pan with his hand.

"So, I'm going to get started. Leo solemnly let go of his hand holding the pan noodles, solemnly as if he were holding some important ceremony.

Under the action of gravity, the pan slapped flat on the car, and the car was frightened and ran forward more than once. In the middle of the run, the table knife on the trolley happened to cut the rope that tied the dinner fork. The fork, freed from the rope, bounced upwards violently, and the head of the fork struck the tail of the spoon in mid-air with precision, and the spoon shook and swung forward, knocking down the firewood again and lighting the candle.

This series of mechanisms is tightly knit, and any link that goes wrong will make the purpose of the whole set of devices fall short.

In Leo's demonstration, Nana fully felt the unity, precision, and perfection of this set of mechanisms.

And it's not much use.

"So what's the point of this mechanism?" Nana couldn't help but ask.

"It just doesn't make sense. Leo looked down and began to restore the mechanisms. "The core idea of this machine is to complicate simple things. ”

"It's the same as life. Nana said thoughtfully.

"Yes, the ending of life is single and outrageous, no matter how wonderful life is, in the end, you can't escape the fate of death. Just like this machine, no matter how complex the design, the ultimate goal is to pick up firewood and light a candle. ”

Leo handed the pan to Nana's hand and motioned for her to try it too.

Nana followed her feelings and let go of the pan.

Goldberg started running again, and the pan slammed into the cart, which cut the rope, and the fork flicked, and angrily struck the spoon, which shook and knocked down the firewood, which lit the candle.

Everything happened in an orderly manner, and compared to lighting a candle with firewood in her hand, Nana felt that there seemed to be a little more of a different feeling in the middle.

"Kind of interesting, isn't it?"

Leo collected some more wooden plates and a piece of rolling wood, and handed them to Nana: "This time I'll change you." ”

Nana hesitated, and added the plate and wood between the pan and the cart.

She made the tray stand up to make a small domino, and then placed the log between the plate and the cart.

Goldberg was up again.

Nana watched nervously as the pan slammed into the plates, which knocked over one by one and fell to the log. The rolling log was forced forward and hit the car again.

Seeing the car cut the rope as expected, she felt a sense of relief in her heart.

Leo touched Nana's soft blonde hair and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"It's stressful and fulfilling. Nana tilted her head and thought for a moment, adding, "There are still some weird feelings, but I can't tell what they are." ”

"Then let's make this machine a little richer. ”

Leo and Nana gathered in the house again, and anything that might become part of Goldberg was taken, and Leo even removed the handle from one of the doors.

By the time the children came back from the backyard, the already colorful houses looked even more miserable.

"Are you ready?" Leo shouted excitedly as he stood on the second floor and shouted excitedly at Nana, despite the pinch of pitch-black kerosene on his nose.

"Of course!"

"Then I'm going to do it!" Leo gently cut a rope and let the whole Goldberg begin to work in an orderly manner.

Goldberg went from the bedroom door on the second floor to the staircase railing, and after a few bounces up the stairs, he came to the kitchen.

The kitchen was also in a mess, with sinks, chopping boards, and stoves, none of which escaped the poison.

Enough of the scourge, Goldberg got out of the kitchen and went back to the living room. It climbed onto the chandeliquent lamp on the ceiling, performed a string of acrobatics in the air, and then slid under the table, and after a few laps, reluctantly returned to the table and cut the rope of the fork.

At the moment when the candle was successfully lit, the cheers of the children filled Nana's heart with great satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment, and the originally meaningless complex device seemed to have a special meaning.

Holding the meow in his hand that tried to make trouble, Leo smiled and blew out the candle.

"How does it feel?"

"It was great. Nana brushed her sweaty hair, thought for a moment, and said, "This is life?"

"That's life. Leo nodded solemnly and said. "Life is inherently meaningless, just like this set of machines. But once you give it meaning, it will really come to life, and the meaning of life is to give it meaning. ”