In a certain city in the southern coastal area, there is a five-story private house rental house with a total height at the junction of urban and rural areas, and in the sixth story of the tin house that the landlord has built privately, there is a sloppy old man with a scruffy beard, messy hair, and unkempt hair, sitting in front of an old broken book table, holding a pen on the manuscript paper, concentrating on 'brushing, brushing, brushing' and writing violently.

Writing and writing, suddenly, with a 'snap', I threw the pen on the table and stopped writing, exhaled hard, and stared blankly at the text I had just written.

"Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! ”

The sloppy old man seemed to be stimulated by something, roared, put his hands in his hair and grabbed it hard and stood up, lit a cigarette, walked around the room with an excited expression, smoked the cigarette in a few puffs, and after the mood was calm, he returned to the broken book table, his hands clenched his fists on the table, and quietly looked at what he wrote, about a minute or two later, his hands grabbed his own brains at a very fast speed, and finally the manuscript he had worked hard to write was kneaded into a ball and thrown into the trash can under the table, The trash can was full of paper balls.

After that moment, the sloppy old man's. As if the essence, qi, and spirit had been exhausted, he lay weakly on the sofa next to him, and soon began to snor, and actually fell asleep.

The tin house is complete, about 120 square meters, divided into three bedrooms and a living room, there is a toilet and a kitchen, and there is a small balcony, the small balcony is full of flowers and plants, but the flowers and plants at this moment have long been dead, there is a mahogany bird cage hanging next to it, there is no bird living in the bird cage, it looks like a home, but it is a home that lacks a hostess, the floor should not have been swept for a long time, it is dirty everywhere, the furniture is covered with dust, there are many spider webs on the roof, and the fat big spiders are still alive, full of energy, because there are a lot of flies and mosquitoes on the spider web, the dishwashing sink is full of bowls, there are more than ten pairs of chopsticks, which should have been accumulated for several days, and the clothes soaked in the washing machine exude a sour smell one after another, this is a home that is developing in the direction of the pig's nest.

The sloppy man is a local, this house belongs to him, his parents have been dead for many years, he also has an older brother, who lives in another building not far from him, after the death of his parents, he left two houses, one for each brother.

In addition to living in the top of the iron house, the remaining five floors are all rented out, each floor is divided into nine single rooms, each single room is 1,000 yuan a month, and the income from the rent alone is very considerable.

The sloppy old man woke up, sat on the sofa and yawned, still sleepy-eyed, skillfully felt out a bottle of mineral water next to the sofa, twisted the lid, and threw the mineral water bottle directly to the ground after drinking it in one gulp.

It should have woken up completely, and the sloppy old * got up and twisted his waist to move his body, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

In the kitchen, the sloppy old man actually brushed up the iron pot, turned on the gas stove and lit the boiling water, quietly waiting for the water to boil, the water boiled, opened the refrigerator and took out two eggs, and opened the cabinet to take out two packs of instant noodles.

After eating and drinking, the sloppy old man sat on the sofa and closed his eyes for a while, then turned on the TV but didn't have the heart to watch TV at all, holding the remote control in his hand and constantly picking and picking one by one, if this TV was alive, he would definitely cry in pain and say: "Is it easy?" I've never seen such a person, it's abuse. To toss the TV. ”

Suddenly, the sloppy old man's body shook, and a news caught his attention, the news content was: "In recent years, the late become popular, known as the most handsome and personalized 'uncle' fan film and television star Situ Jianyang unfortunately died of a sudden accident while filming three days ago, and died at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

The sloppy old man cried, and began to frantically rummage through the cabinets, not knowing what he was looking for, and finally found it on the other side of the bookcase, and there were two letters in a book with a thick red cover, one envelope said 'Brother Wei Yanji personally opened', and the other letter said 'beloved wife Wu Dingfang personally opened', and the handwriting on the envelope should have been several years ago.

Holding two letters in both hands, the scruffy old man sat limply on the ground, and he looked like a child who had lost his beloved toy and began to cry bitterly.

Tired of crying, crying enough, the sloppy old man quieted down, opened a letter of his own, cried again after reading what was written in the letter, and scolded even more: "Situ Jianyang, you are the oldest, you are a bastard, what is this, how can this be?" You are not Liu Bei, Lao Tzu is not Zhuge Liang, your charity, Lao Tzu is not rare, get out of your mother's eggs. ”

It was dark, the sloppy old man Wei Yanji may have figured it out, picked up the letter paper thrown on the ground, folded it carefully and stuffed it back into the envelope, stood up and took a serious bath in the bath, looked at himself in the mirror, touched his bearded face, brushed his hair that had not been taken care of for a long time, shook his head and smiled bitterly, found a clean dress to put on, and went downstairs.

When he went downstairs, the tenants looked at him with strange eyes, could it be that the sun is coming out of the west today, or is it the day to pay the rent again, this is not right! I just handed it over two days ago, isn't this strange landlord usually staying on it alone to entertain himself? Whatever you want, you can send it with a phone call, send it, send it, it's weird, it's weird, I came downstairs, there are weird and problematic, all the tenants have a big question mark in their hearts, Wei Yanji can only smile bitterly again.

After leaving the building, Wei Yanji found a barber shop, cut his dry hair, bought a few new sets of clothes and went back.

As soon as he returned downstairs, a man rushed out, startling the thoughtful Wei Yanji, and when he looked up, it turned out to be his brother Wei Yanqing.

I saw my brother crying with a sad face, touching Wei Yanji up and down, and when he was sure that all the parts of his body were complete, he said with confidence: "I'm scared to death, brother, let's go!" Go to my brother's house for dinner, and I'll ask your sister-in-law to prepare a delicious meal for you. ”

"Uncle! Sit here! ”

"Uncle! Sit here! ”

Looking at the two little nephews and little nieces who had grown up, Wei Yanji secretly blamed himself in his heart, how long had he not seen them, a year, two years, three years or more.

When eating at the table, I wanted to cry while eating, and I forcibly controlled the tears to prevent them from flowing out, and I was sorry for my brother's family, who had been worried about me, and said, "Brother, I have to go out for a few days." ”

Wei Yanan, who was eating, was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "It's okay, you should go out for a walk, you are a college student, a person in your thirties, what is it to be locked upstairs all day." ”

Listening to his brother's words, Wei Yanji blamed himself even more, and silently gulped his food.