Wang Fugui finally learned to play chess with his mobile phone.

He looked at this virtual world full of temptation that he had never seen before, but he finally turned off his mobile phone under Yang Zheng's surprised gaze.

"I still like to play chess face-to-face."

"Perhaps, as you said, we old things still have a lot of time to hold on to what we want to hold onto."

……

The world seems to be friendly to the elderly, but in fact it is cruel.

There was once a well-known video maker who openly launched a horrific multi-person poll.

The multi-person vote was that if disaster strikes, an eight-year-old child and an eighty-year-old man, you can only choose to save one, then you will choose to save the child or the elderly.

In that vote, 78 percent chose to save the child.

Only 5 per cent chose to save the elderly, and the remaining 17 per cent abstained.

This multiple-choice question seems to be a choice of the world.

But in fact, it is an insult to society, to values, and to world view.

After all, people get old.

After all, adults, the elderly, and children are all the most important assets in this world.

It is simply not about taking different age groups of human beings to choose and compare.

But nowadays, there are too many people who don't want to accept this simple truth.

Just like countless novels and film and television works, in order to deceive tears and readers' sense of identity, they always describe the elderly as having no social value.

It is also vulgar and pathetic to write about those old people who are conscientious and dedicated their lives to the country and the future of the motherland.

It's hard to see a novel and film drama that is really willing to speak up for the elderly.

They seem to have forgotten that everyone can't escape the cycle of time, and everyone will grow old one day.

Could it be that when everyone reaches old age, they will have no social value?

……

Yang Zheng was walking on the road, and he unexpectedly met the old man who had recruited him and was rejected by himself.

He also knew Yang Zheng, and he took the initiative to say hello to Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng looked at him, only to feel that the old man seemed to have become younger.

He asked tentatively, "Are you old recruiters?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "No, not only did I not recruit anyone, but my company and software were also closed." ”

He didn't use the word bankruptcy, but the word optimistic closure.

He looked at Yang Zheng with an incredible face, and his smile slowly faded.

"But, alas, I can't be your boss anymore."

"It's... That's not right, right. Yang Zheng didn't know what to say, his mobile phone had actually kept this insistent and kind old man's mobile phone software.

Although he hadn't opened this software for a long time, he felt that an old man like him, who had persevered for many years, should not give up, nor should it be such a lonely ending!

Perhaps seeing the confusion on Yang Zheng's face, the old man explained with relief: "Actually, after you refused to be my employee, an Internet company found me. ”

"He said he was willing to give me money to finance and that he was willing to send people to help me make the software I designed better."

"I believed him, because at that time, he was just like you, with a light in his eyes that did not admit defeat."

"But in the end, not only did he and his staff make a mess of my software, but my users who had been using my software all along, and he quietly transferred them to his newly developed software."

"That's when I asked him, why are you lying to me."

He said that this is the operation of capital, and anyway, my software has lost most of its value like me, an old man. So how could he, as a young man, not pass on my users to more promising new software? ”

"He... How can this person be like this! I'll help you! ”

"Help... How can it help? ”

"I'll help you sue him, I'll help you go to court! I'll help you get justice! ”

"Justice?" When the old man heard these five words, he burst out laughing.

He pointed to his chest and said, "The word justice has never been begged, he has always been in everyone's heart." ”

The old man looked at the unwilling Yang Zheng, he patted Yang Zheng's shoulder and comforted: "Besides, thanks to him, now I have finally learned to let go, and I now have new dreams." Let the past pass. After all, people still have to learn to look forward. ”

"New dreams? Looking ahead... But it's taken you a lifetime to own a company... You're really that easy... Are you willing to just let it go? ”

"What's unwilling." The old man looked at the new sprouts that represented life on the tree, and he said, "Because I am still young." ”

"I am only 69 years old, and I still have more than 10 years to strive for a new career, and I still have more than 10 years to create new value for this country."

Yang Zheng also followed the old man's gaze, but he didn't see the young shoots at first sight, but saw the leaves that had struggled all winter and had not fallen.

He looked at the white leaves, and he seemed to see the plain but glorious lives of old people.

Indeed, a sixty-nine-year-old man can still say that he is young.

So what can he, a twenty-nine-year-old man, complain about even if he has a lot of anger and dislike?

When he turned back to tell the venerable man that he also believed the words of justice and ease, he suddenly realized that the old man was jogging against the wind.

His back did look unwilling, even difficult.

But his steps are more down-to-earth than Yang Zheng.

It seems that life can never defeat a man who is so strong and so persistent, no matter how old he is, a man is always a man.

His backbone is always straight.

Yang Zheng lowered his head, he turned his back to the old man, he was also running.

He ran harder than the old man, the whistling wind in his ears, the wind that slowly choked his nose because of running, and the wide chest that kept rising and falling, all made Yang Zheng run extremely steadily with every step.

He ran past the wind, over the clouds, over the shoots, over the fallen leaves, and ran home with his fists clenched and without distraction.

Huanhuan in the kitchen looked at Yang Zheng, who was sweating profusely, and she was a little surprised.

Because, although today's Yang Zheng did not bring back the flowers she liked, today's Yang Zheng smiled brighter than flowers.

"Huanhuan, do you feel that spring is coming?"

Huan Huan hesitated for a moment, and nodded slowly, she already felt the warmth, and she also knew that the long-lost spring was coming.

"Now that spring is coming, let's open the curtains."

Yang Zheng walked into Huanhuan's room without saying anything, and he vigorously threw off the curtains that Huanhuan hadn't opened all winter.

The sunset, with a reluctant afterglow, sprinkled the entire room.

He said to Huanhuan like a child: "Look, the sunset is so brilliant! ”