It was getting late.

Strolled into a deserted restaurant, sat down near the door, and there was no other reason than to be too lazy to go inside. Raised his hand slightly and beckoned, not wanting to shout loudly, not because he didn't have the strength, but he didn't want to speak loudly at the moment.

But after beckoning, he waited quietly for a while, but no Xiao Er came up to entertain him. Glancing up at the shopkeeper, there was only an old man with a beard sitting at the counter bored, weakly calculating, occasionally touching his beard, as if to smooth his beard, but when he let go of his hand, he would regain it. It doesn't have to be soothed.

I watched the old man bored for a while. Only then did he remember, so he reached out and knocked on the table. The knock was a little heavier, and finally attracted the old man's eyes. coughed a little and said, "Ahem, shopkeeper, Wen Erliang is here." ”

The old man's eyelids opened slightly, and he seemed to be a little clean. But the tone is still so weak: "If you want to burn the knife, you still burn the knife." ”

As he spoke, the old man yawned, and after staying for a long time, he finally burned his knife.

Some people thought that the old man was wrong, and he couldn't remember what he said when he was too old. Just when I want to speak. The old man saw his thoughts and said, "There are only burning knives in this store." ”

As he spoke, the old man yawned again. The one who was infected, also followed by a fight. It's a little sleepy.

"Let's come to two~~~, well, two burn knives. ”

When he saw that the old man was weakly preparing the wine, he turned his head out of the window and did not look at the old man again. If you look at it any further, you won't be really motivated, and it will be consumed.

Is it just a blink of an eye, and it's already starting to rain? There was not much of a surprise, as the weather was not sunny, which was not an anomaly. It's noon, but it looks like it's approaching night. Because there were great clouds covering the sky. Speaking of which, the rain is not as big as expected, but surprising. It should stop after a short while, and then it will rain heavily, like a pioneer. Well, if you say that, you should go home quickly, but there is no umbrella... If it's raining, even if you have an umbrella, you won't be able to use it.

He got up, went to the door, took a turn, and sat down again. Suddenly I couldn't remember where to go. Strange things, forget it, don't think about it anymore. According to the current situation, you may be embarrassed to go up and down halfway. It's nice to just sit here. Yes, not bad. .... Let's go back... Go back, stay....

"Your wine. A voice rang out. With a bang, a large bowl slammed into the table.

Wake up from tangled emotions. Without thinking too much about it, there was another thing that caught the attention. This bowl of wine, if it can be called wine. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a night of muddy water, like a bowl of muddy ground after the rain. If it weren't for the rain, it would be almost 100 percent.

There was no interest, but the old man just stood like this, well, to collect money. I really don't want to give it, but I took out the money and said, "How much?"

"Chenghui two taels of gold. ”

"How much?!"

"Chenghui, two taels of gold. ”

"How much. ”

"Chenghui, two, two, gold. ”

Maybe I heard it wrong, and I asked it a second time, in a surprised tone, but the truth is that it didn't. So he calmly asked for the last time, and it was also the last chance to give the black-hearted old man. But the old man thought that he had encountered a sick person, so he patiently repeated it again. And with a smile on his face, a smile.

What a gentle smile, at a glance it is a kind and kind old man with high morality... your old man, who collects money when it is not with a smile, or when it is blackmailed.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have a weapon, and he has an easy nature. If you really pinch the soft persimmon, you will be blamed for kicking it to the iron plate! There is no sword and no knife, and it is not good to go out on the street with such a murderous weapon. Moreover, the only thing a person can trust best is that the fist is a weapon that will never betray.

There are no sandbags, no thick calluses, and at a glance it looks like the hands of a powerless scholar. But if it's underestimated, if it's underestimated...

really underestimated this old man, and he didn't resist a move, the shame of life. No, no, this old man must be a peerless master, this is chance, chance. The silly boy met the master's bridge by chance, and the street was rotten.

One day, two days, three days...... Sweeping, cooking, chopping wood......

"Bang" is the sound of a copper coin hitting his head. What? I don't believe it, I don't believe it is so loud? If you can, the truth will be tried by you.

"Don't be lazy, chop wood well, do you hear?!" The old man only appeared energetic and energetic at this time. "Pick up the broken silver that was lost. ”

Pick up the copper coin and throw it to the old man, continue to chop wood, and ignore him.

The old man took the copper coin and threw it back. 'Bang', the sound of smashing heads. "It's not a copper coin, it's a piece of silver. No, it's two. Who is the rarity of copper coins, and they are called Hanako?"

Didn't speak again, the situation is stronger than people. Work hard, finish early, finish early.

"Boy, where are you from?" said the old man again.

Although I don't want to, I really don't want to ignore it, so I ignore it. Capricious? No, it's temper.

The old man was not talking either, and it seemed that he was also a temperamental man. Wait, he just mentioned the pen and seems to be adding to the account, and wait, it seems, it's a debt?

"Uncle, you are Guigeng. "I didn't hesitate to speak, that's how true my temperament is.

The old man did not speak.

He didn't speak again, and suddenly, a feeling emerged. Just like when I first entered this broken restaurant, there was a faint sadness. It's not that there's any deep hatred, it's just, it's just... It's like the kind of long journey, a little lonely, or lonely.

I didn't want to think about it, and I didn't think much about it. Subconsciously avoid it and don't care about anything. It's just, it's just, just forgotten the sadness by the nonsense of the old profiteer, and was haunted by sadness again,,,、

Gone, gone. Stand up and walk away.

"Where?" said the old man after a long time.

"Gone. "I didn't look back, but the tone was still very respectful, peaceful, peaceful.

"You haven't paid off your debts yet?" the old man's words were still so unhurried that they could wait for people to die.

"Paid it off. He stopped, feeling that he should say goodbye.

"Nope. The old man said uncharacteristically quickly.

"Yes. "It's casual, but it's a formal farewell.

"You have nowhere to go. The old man's words suddenly changed and changed.

"Yes, walk around. "Yes, there is no place to go, and if there is, it won't stay here for long.

Didn't speak anymore and became quiet. Turning his head to look, the old man was already dozing. Shaking his head, he got up and left.

......

Where's this? It looks familiar. It just so happened that I was very tired from walking, so I didn't have to think about it anymore and stepped in.

It's really a deserted restaurant, so I sat down nearby and didn't bother to go inside. He raised his hand and beckoned, not wanting to speak loudly. I waited quietly for a while, but there was no one to entertain me. When I looked up, there was only one bearded old man, weakly calculating.

coughed and said, "Ahem, shopkeeper, Wen Erliang is here." ”

The old man's eyelids opened slightly: "If you want to burn the knife, you still burn the knife." ”

"Whatever. Without saying anything more, he turned his head out the window and did not look at the old man again.

Is it just a blink of an eye, and it's already starting to rain? There wasn't much of a surprise. I got up, came to the door, took a turn, looked at the situation, and then turned back to my original position and sat down.

"Your wine. A voice rang out. With a bang, a large bowl slammed into the table.

"How much?"

"Chenghui two taels of gold. ”

"How much?!"

"Chenghui, two taels of gold. ”

"How much. ”

"Chenghui, two, two, gold. ”

"No money. "It's very simple.

"Get to work. "The old man is also very simple.

One day, two days, three days...... Sweeping, cooking, chopping wood......

"Bang" is the sound of a copper coin hitting his head. "Don't be lazy, chop wood well, do you hear?!"

Pick up the copper coin and throw it to the old man, continue to chop wood, and ignore him.

The old man took the copper coin and threw it back. 'Bang', the sound of smashing heads. "It's not a copper coin, it's a piece of silver. No, it's two. Who is the rarity of copper coins, and they are called Hanako?"

Didn't speak again, the situation is stronger than people. Work hard, finish early, finish early.

Suddenly, a feeling emerged. Just like when I first entered this broken restaurant, there was a faint sadness. It's not that there's any deep hatred, it's just, it's just... It's like the kind of long journey, a little lonely, or lonely.

I didn't want to think about it, and I didn't think much about it. Subconsciously avoid it and don't care about anything. It's just, it's just, just forgotten the sadness by the nonsense of the old profiteer, and was haunted by sadness again,,,、

Gone, gone. Stand up and walk away.

"Where?" said the old man after a long time.

"Gone. "I didn't look back, but the tone was still very respectful, peaceful, peaceful.

"You haven't paid off your debts yet?" said the old man, seemingly casually, without paying attention.

"Paid it off. He stopped, feeling that he should say goodbye.

"Nope. The old man said uncharacteristically quickly.

"Yes. "It's casual, but it's a formal farewell.

"You have nowhere to go. The old man's words suddenly changed and changed.

"Yes, walk around. "Yes, there is no place to go, and if there is, it won't stay here for long.

Didn't speak anymore and became quiet. Turning his head to look, the old man was already dozing. Shaking his head, he got up and left.

......

Broken restaurant, just take a break, step in.

It's really deserted, just sit down. Raised his hand and beckoned, waited for a while, no one. When I looked up, there was only one old man, with an abacus.

"Ahem, shopkeeper, Wen Erliang is here. ”

The old man's eyelids opened slightly: "Burn the knife"

"Whatever. Without saying anything more, he turned his head out the window. It's just that in the blink of an eye, it's already starting to rain.

"Your wine. A voice rang out. With a bang, a large bowl slammed into the table.

"How much?"

"Two taels of gold. ”

"No money. ”

"Get to work. ”

No nonsense, it's that straightforward. If you want to drink, you can work without money. One day, two days, three days...... Sweeping, cooking, chopping wood......

Suddenly, a feeling emerged. Just like when I first entered this broken restaurant, there was a faint sadness. It's not that there's any deep hatred, it's just, it's just... It's like the kind of long journey, a little lonely, or lonely.

Gone, gone. Stand up and walk away.

"Where?" said the old man after a long time.

"Gone. "I didn't look back, but the tone was still very respectful, peaceful, peaceful.

"You have nowhere to go. The old man's words suddenly changed and changed.

"Walk around. "I just don't want to be here, I don't want to stay here all the time.

......

Broken restaurant, enter.

Deserted, sit down. Raise your hand, wait, no one. Raise your eyes, an old man.

"Wen two taels of wine. ”

"Burning the Knife"

Without further ado, he turned out the window. Has it started to rain?

"Your wine. A voice rang out. It slammed on the table with a 'bang'.

"No money. ”

"Get to work. ”

No nonsense. One day, two days, three days...... Sweeping, cooking, chopping wood......

Suddenly, a feeling emerged. Just like when I first entered this broken restaurant, there was a faint sadness. It's not that there's any deep hatred, it's just, it's just... It's like the kind of long journey, a little lonely, or lonely.

Gone, gone. Stand up and walk away.

"Where?" said the old man after a long time.

"Gone. "I didn't look back, but the tone was still very respectful, peaceful, peaceful.

"You have nowhere to go. The old man's words suddenly changed and changed.

"Walk around. "I just don't want to be here, I don't want to stay here all the time.

"You didn't have a place to put it. "Rarely, the old man repeated.

"It's not interesting to walk around and stay in one place all the time. "Still stick to this idea.

"Do you know what this place is?" said the old man.

"I don't know. "The honest answer is that I don't know, but it shouldn't matter, it should, it should.

"Who are you?" asked the old man again.

"Forgot" still doesn't think it matters, "It doesn't matter." ”

"It's not important. The old man said, "The important thing is that you don't even know this concept. What's against you?"

I couldn't understand what the old man meant, so I shook my head and said, "I don't know." ”

The old man said, "Since you are here, what does your existence mean?"

"What do you mean?" I don't understand, and I said truthfully: "I don't understand."

The old man is you, so, who is talking to the old man? What is it, who is it that you just chopped firewood, and now you want to leave, you don't give money for drinking, etc.? Yes, yes, yes...

"This is the place of the lost, the destination of all nothingness. All, there is no last place of existence. No, here, already..."

"It can't be said to be nothingness, you can feel the passage of time, everything else is normal, it's just that there is no '?'. ”