Yu Dingshan looked out of the window. People were coming and going on the street, which seemed extremely lively. It was only early in the morning, but many people had already come out of their homes, squatted on the roadside and started burning paper.
Almost every household was burning paper money, and the smoke was rising, making the streets blurry. In addition, the weather was not very clear that day and was a bit cloudy, which made Yu Dingshan's sight even worse.
Opposite the shop where he was, there happened to be a woman squatting on the spot, muttering something unknown while burning paper money on the side of the road. There were not only paper money, but also ingots tied with gold paper, and small pieces made of white paper.
Horses, even a small sedan carried by a few small paper figures...all are available.
Yu Dingshan squinted his eyes and watched the woman burning paper. The smoke filled the air, and the ashes of the paper money slowly floated up to the sky along with the heat.
Suddenly, Yu Dingshan felt that his heart suddenly stopped. His eyes widened and he stared at the woman - the one wearing white clothes and blue trousers, looking up at him and smiling... was not Yu Dinghai.
Who is it again!
Yu Dingshan was horrified. He stared at the man in shock for a long time. No matter how hard he blinked, the fantasy still couldn't go away. Yu Dingshan swallowed hard and immediately turned around and ran downstairs.
Impossible...impossible! My eldest brother died a long time ago, and his head fell to the ground at Caishikou in front of so many people in the capital! How could it...
Yu Dingshan's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He took three steps and two steps at a time and ran downstairs. No matter how the servant behind him called him, he just rushed across the street.
"You stepped on my paper money!" the woman's voice shouted loudly. The woman who was burning the paper money stood up and shouted at Yu Dingshan. Yu Dingshan stood there in a daze, and opposite him was
A paper man in white clothes and blue trousers...
Yu Dingshan stared at the paper man closely, feeling as if he was about to get sick. His mind ached with pain, and the panic in his chest instantly turned into deep anger. Yu Dingshan stretched out his hand and pulled the paper man over.
, severely broke off the paper man’s head, then threw it to the ground and stepped on it hard.
This madman-like behavior frightened the neighbors passing by. They stopped in surprise and pointed at him.
"You madman who came out of nowhere, why are you stepping on my paper man? I bought this for eighty yuan! You pay!" The woman on the side refused to give up, stretched out her hand to grab Yu Dingshan's sleeve, and shouted at him
He shouted. As if venting his anger, Yu Dingshan stomped on the paper man's face until the paper man was trampled to pieces and could no longer be seen.
"Pay up! You madman!"
Yu Dingshan finally calmed down his anger. He raised his head. Many people around him were already staring at him. His consciousness gradually recovered, and then he took out a banknote from his arms without even looking at it.
He threw it to the entangled woman: "I'll pay you."
After saying that, Yu Dingshan didn't look back, as if he was escaping from something. He rushed back to the shop, went upstairs and found a corner to sit down.
After a while, Fusheng came over tremblingly and asked cautiously: "Sir...if you are not feeling well, can I help you go home and rest?"
Yu Dingshan felt the sweat falling on his forehead, and he knew that his face must be quite ugly now.
He nodded slowly, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "Go home."
