The old man was wearing a white torn vest on the top, a pair of loose pants on the bottom, and flip-flops under his feet, and I suspected that the old man was dressed in the shape of the Fire Cloud Evil God.

When I heard him speak, his accent was not like a local, like a Beijinger.

"I'm really sorry, old man, why don't I take you to the hospital?" I covered my head and asked him tentatively, saying that I shouldn't be so unlucky, this old guy must not touch porcelain, if so

The old man looked me up and down, frowned, and asked, "Your grandson must think I'm touching porcelain." ”

"That can't be!" I busily denied it.

"Hey, what do you mean by that, I can't see it?" The old man suddenly gave me a very obscene and familiar smile.

"How can you be the kind of person who touches porcelain," I laughed awkwardly.

"I am!" The old man said categorically.

When I heard this, I fell silent for a moment, then took out my wallet from my pocket, and simply counted five hundred-dollar bills and handed them to him.

"Well, I'm out of luck." I sighed, "Is five hundred enough?" If it's not enough, I'll call the police. ”

"Fuck! You really think I'm a porcelain toucher! The old man stamped his foot in anger, then took five hundred dollars from my hand and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

I looked at him helplessly: "You really touch porcelain." ”

"I'm not, but you hit me, what's wrong with my medical bills?" The old man asked me confidently.

I sighed and shook my head, didn't say anything, and waved my hand at the old man: "You are this age, don't come out to touch porcelain, the risk is too great, beware of what really happens one day"

The old man didn't speak, but glared at me.

"Let's go to the hospital and take a look, don't really knock you out of anything." I smiled bitterly, then raised my hand and pointed to my head: "My head still hurts, let alone you." ”

Hearing me say this, the old man looked at me a few times, and sighed with emotion: "I don't see it, your little grandson is quite loving." ”

"It's okay" I sighed and waved my hand: "I'll go first, you go home early to rest, it's also dedicated"

Sometimes I really feel that I am quite unlucky, and I can meet the porcelain toucher when I go to the toilet at night, and I really have no luck with it.

Of course, I have to blame me for my bad luck in this matter, and if this old man is the kind of person who lies on the ground and pretends to be dead and asks for money when they meet, then I will definitely not bother with him.

Anyway, I'm not in Guangxi, I'm afraid of a fart, just run away!

"Stop!" The old man suddenly stopped me.

"Holy shit, you're not really going to fuck me, are you?" I asked him with a frown.

"Seeing that you are not bad in this future life, grandpa will send mercy once today and will not touch your porcelain." The old man smiled cheaply, took out the five hundred yuan I had just given him from his pocket, and handed it to me: "Take it." ”

I looked cautiously at the stack of coins, and then at him.

"You don't want to play some other trick, do you?"

When the old man heard me say this, he glared at me angrily, and stuffed the money directly into my hand, and said with a scolding voice, "Why is your grandson's head so wooden!" Lao Tzu is so like a porcelain toucher?! ”

I looked at the old man seriously, and said word by word, "Like." ”

"You"

Before the old man could jump up and smoke me, I took out my cigarette with a hippie smile and handed out a cigarette to the old man.

"I'm kidding you, I knew you were kidding me as soon as I heard what you said." I said, handing the money back.

But the old man only took cigarettes, and didn't need money to live or die, so he gave me back a lot of money, and let me carry it myself.

"Lao Tzu's body bones are no worse than yours, if I hadn't reined in my strength just now, your head and melon seeds would have to be hit by my chin" The old man had a cigarette in his mouth, squatted on the ground, and pretended to be forced with his teeth bared his teeth, while smoking the air conditioner and pretending that he was smoking, that expression was not ordinary pain.

"Well, your body bones are quite hard, and even someone like me, who has practiced iron head skills for more than ten years, almost pounced on your chin." I also squatted down and smoked with the old man, and by the way, I watched if he was okay when I hit him.

The old man seemed to like to be praised quite a lot, and when he heard me say this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Old man, why don't you sleep at home at night, why did you run out?" I asked casually.

Hearing this, the old man's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up and kicked the fat dog next to me, who was ignored by me.

"It's not because of this brute!" The old man said helplessly: "One didn't take a good look at it and ran out for a walk, this beast's spiritual head is more than me!" ”

The fat dog didn't seem to know the pain when he was kicked, and he lay on the ground in pain, staring at us with big poor eyes.

"This dog is yours, huh?" I was stunned.

"yes." The old man nodded.

"Oh," I nodded, "This dog is quite spiritual, and seems to understand what we are talking about." ”

"Spirituality? That's a bit of a thing. The old man didn't deny it, squatted down with a smile, and patted the dog's head with his hand: "It's just ugly, and I want to smoke it when I look worried about the country and the people." ”

"You are still as wise as a torch" I looked at this old man with the eyes of a revolutionary comrade, and I was so moved that there seemed to be someone who had the same aesthetic as mine.

After this, I chatted with the old man and told me how I had met the dog.

The old man listened while smoking, looking at me with a smile and not interjecting.

"Hey, old man, seriously, I think you're a little familiar," I shook off the ashes of my cigarette and said to the old man, "I seem to have seen you somewhere." ”

The old man smiled, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and then naturally coughed twice, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the cigarette butt.

"Really?"

saw his smooth movements, coupled with his obscene and cheap smile

A familiar name gradually came to my mind.

"Do you know Old Man Zuo?" I asked tentatively.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head.

"I thought you knew," I sighed.

"Who is this man?" The old man asked me.

"I teach the elders of my family," I smiled unnaturally, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up and stepped on it: "Count it my grandfather." ”

"Yo, that's a lot of your grandfather." The old man said with a smirk.

As soon as the words fell, the old man patted his pants and stood up.

"Little rabbit, I have to go back to sleep, or I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning, and I have to go to the play," the old man raised his hand, gently slapped his back, and yawned.

"Do you like to listen to theater?" I asked curiously.

"Well, especially Peking Opera." The old man smiled and said, "You should also hurry up, don't sleep at night and wait to hit the ghost?" ”

"Okay, then you walk slowly, I'm really sorry to bump you in front." I smiled awkwardly.

"It's fine." The old man waved his hand and gently kicked the fat dog with his foot: "Ugly ghost, go home." ”

Ugly ghosts?

The name is quite in line with the dog's appearance.

"Old man, when you walk the dog in the future, you can look at it, this dog is quite capable of running, and he dares to go to the restaurant to find a supper, and he is really not afraid that others will make it a supper" I reminded him.

"Don't worry, this dog's life is hard, and he will definitely not die." The old man smiled.

After saying that, the old man hummed a little song that I had never heard, and walked towards the street with the dog, and I saw that there was nothing abnormal in the old man's walking posture, so I put my heart down.

At this moment, my mobile phone suddenly rang, and when I took it out, I saw that it was a call from Kuroko.

"Hello? Brother Kuroko? ”

"You fell off the toilet? You haven't come back for so long? ”

"No, I just met with something," I grabbed my phone, turned my head to look, and saw that the old man and the dog had disappeared from my sight.

"What's the matter?" Kuroko asked.

"It's nothing, I'll talk about it when I get back." I laughed, didn't ink again, and hurried to the other side of the road