"Look at the story you told, give your daughter's grievances ......"

It took a lot of effort, and finally coaxed the little girl who was crying with pear blossoms and rain,

After crying, the little girl was also tired and fell asleep.

Putting his daughter to sleep, he came out of the bedroom and gently closed the door,

The man's face was still a little embarrassed, and it was even more embarrassing to hear his wife's words.

“…… Again, I didn't write it, and it's not a dog author......"

He seems to understand why the comments in the comment area are crying wolf.

If they also have a daughter and tell this story to their daughter, it may be even more uncomfortable.

"People don't write fairy tales for your daughter, and you don't want to tell your daughter...... Such a depressing story makes me uncomfortable to hear......"

"Isn't this what the girl wants to hear......

The man sat back on the couch.

His wife moved a little closer to him and looked at the screen of her phone.

“…… However, will there be any updates later? ”

"Yes...... It seems that there are still a few more chapters to go. ”

"Then open it, I'll take a look."

"Didn't you say it was depressing and uncomfortable?"

"Do you still feel scared when you watch horror, does it have anything to do with me continuing to watch?"

“……”

"Okay, you have a point in what you say."

The man was silent, answered, and turned on the phone again,

lit up the mobile phone screen, and the text of "Star Dream" that had not been withdrawn just now was also displayed.

also turned his gaze to the phone screen again.

In fact, he also wanted to keep looking...... Although the story is a bit depressing, I still want to see it.

……

In the text, the plot progresses to.

The old man Xu Deen tossed and turned in bed all night, and the next morning.

At dawn, the old man got out of bed.

The son and daughter-in-law hadn't woken up yet, and Xu Deen walked around the house a few times.

walked up to the rice cooker and wanted to cook breakfast, but he just stretched out his hand and paused again.

In the end, he didn't do anything, and went out of the house.

When he went out, it was already dawn, and the old man Xu Deen followed the road and walked all the way in the direction of the old house.

Along the way, the houses in the village have been demolished, and the road has been cracked by some heavy machinery from the past.

The village is uninhabited, and there are few people on the roads.

However, after walking a little way into the village, Xu Deen still met someone from the same village.

He was also an old man, carrying a hoe from outside the village.

Although all the houses in the village have been demolished and the land has been occupied,

But there are still people on the edge of the ditch, and small vegetable patches have been reclaimed from the original wasteland.

Vegetables were planted in the corners.

"Lao Xu, come out for a walk?"

Come and say hello.

"Eh, come and walk around the old house. Are you going to the field? ”

"A vegetable patch was opened by the river, some vegetables were planted, and weeds were removed."

Xu Deen nodded, didn't speak again, and then looked at the old house that had been demolished in the distance,

However, the passers-by did not hurry to go, put down the hoe they were carrying, landed on the ground, and followed Xu Deen to look forward.

“…… The house where I lived for half my life collapsed. Did you come to see the house when it was demolished? ”

"The house that was repaired after a while of hard work was torn down with a few clicks...... What a ......."

"Lao Xu, is there anger in the house? Come out so early and wander around here? ”

Xu Deen looked back at this person, and this person also looked at him with a smile.

“…… As soon as this person is wronged, he wants to run home, just like a child...... It's all the same. ”

"But now the house has been demolished and gone...... yes......"

“…… If you want to talk about me, Lao Xu, you just look at it. Now I live with my son and daughter-in-law, right? ”

"Then when we are older, we will see a little bit, some eat and I will eat, and some will drink and I will drink, I will not do anything when I am old, I will not be tired, I will not listen to what others say, I don't want to talk about me behind his back, anyway, when I reach the age, I will pass with two feet here, hey, they will have to spend money to bury me at that time."

"Brother, you're really doing well."

Listening to these comforting words, Xu Deen showed some smiles on his face again.

"Eh, what else can you do if you don't look at it, it's still yourself who is angry, don't hurt yourself, others still don't know there. I just eat and drink, I don't care about anything, whoever provokes me, eh, Lao Tzu is going to lose his temper. ”

The man followed Xu Deen a few more words, and then walked away with the hoe.

Xu Deen smiled and didn't answer again.

But he didn't go any further to the old house, and went back to his son and daughter-in-law's house.

……

"Dad...... You've been out for a walk this morning? ”

Come back, to the yard. I saw his son and daughter-in-law eating breakfast.

"Hmmm......"

"Dad, the rice has been left in the pot for you, and the dishes have been washed on the table, so you can serve it yourself."

The daughter-in-law also said to the old man.

After finishing speaking, his face was a little hesitant, and he stopped talking.

"Dad...... It's just that Nian Rong felt that she had spoken too much yesterday, and when the anger passed in the evening, she felt that she couldn't go, and she wanted to apologize to you. ”

"Dad......"

Xu Deen waved his hand and didn't say anything more.

He knows that his son and daughter-in-law are not the filial sons and daughters-in-law who moved the world in the legends, but they are not bad people.

With a wave of his hand, the old man entered the house.

“…… Father...... You clothes. I think I'll buy you two new ones when I come back today. ”

The old clothes on the old man's body are a little off,

At breakfast, my son saw it again.

When the old man moved, he said that he would buy a few new clothes for the old man, but he seemed to have forgotten about it later.

"Dad, you can't wear this dress, you tell us, why don't you mention it."

The old man looked at his son, but said nothing.

……

The plot is not very uncomfortable here.

But further down.

Some things have not changed much because of the comfort of acquaintances that morning.

On this day, it was his son's neighbor's child playing in the yard,

A few children have sweet mouths and keep calling the old man grandpa,

The old man looked at this group of children, as if he saw his own grandson, his own child when he was young, and he was rarely happy.

The children were tired of playing, so they chatted with the old man sitting outside the threshold.

At this time, walking the streets and alleys, selling sugar gourds to the countryside Hu hawkers,

Riding a tricycle, passing by with a sugar gourd on the car,

Seeing such a child, he naturally didn't want to miss the business.

Just kidding,

"Old man, buy a string of sugar gourds for your grandsons."

These children were not embarrassed to ask the old man to shake the sugar gourd to eat.

Just looking at the sugar gourd, there was indeed some light in his eyes, some greed, and someone looked back at the old man.

"Eh......"

The old man smiled and thought about it,

But with his hand on his trouser pocket, the movement stopped.

He had no money in his pocket.

He lost the harvest of the fields he had before,

He lived in the house of his son and daughter-in-law, but he never gave him any more money.

The old man rummaged through his pockets with some embarrassment, and then said to the sugar gourd vendor,

"Give each of these children a string, and I'll get you the money."

"Thank you grandpa, thank you grandpa......"

The children thanked for their joy,

The old man smiled at the children and responded,

Then I went back to my bedroom and looked for it.

I found some money I had saved before, but it wasn't much.

First, he took out twenty yuan, and then thought that it might not be enough, so he took another twenty as well, and there were only a few pieces of money left in the original place.

"How much?"

"A total of five strings, thirty dollars, old man."

"Eh, give."

……

This plot is ordinary, but it is difficult to look at the two readers, the man and his wife.