Chapter 8 Song Xi's World View and Outlook on Life
Chapter 8 Song Xi’s world view and outlook on life
Author: Twilight Jiarong
Chapter 8 Song Xi’s world view and outlook on life
Early in the morning, while Song Xi was still dozing, he was woken up by the sound of a group of dogs barking.
She walked out and saw Feizhu and Grandma Zhang getting ready to go out. Thinking that she was idle, she followed them.
After walking through a two-meter-wide path to the main road, I saw a man in the distance with a pole on his shoulders and something on his back.
Two dogs followed the man far behind, barking at him.
The dogs on both sides of the road started barking after hearing it, and the barking continued all the way, which was quite spectacular.
"Flying Pigs, what's wrong with them?" Song Xi asked.
Feizhu's expression was a little solemn, "Those dogs wanted to attack this man, but they didn't dare, so they had to bark at him."
Grandma Zhang on the side said hello from a distance: "Old Ye, you are selling dog meat again."
The man came closer for a moment and saw that there was a dog that had been handled hanging on the pole.
The flying pig obviously had something hurt it, and it also roared. Grandma Zhang came over to comfort him.
In an instant, Feizhu also reacted and stopped growling, but his expression was gloomy.
"Yes, your nephew's house said that a guest came over. He ordered a dog from me yesterday and asked me to send it there early in the morning." Lao Ye put down the snakeskin bag on his shoulder under the pole and put the dog meat on the
Up there, take a rest.
The two following dogs were still barking at him, and Lao Ye swept the pole in the direction of the dogs behind him, causing the dogs to step back a few meters.
"Your dog listens to you very much." Lao Ye said to Grandma Zhang.
"You can't have any ideas about my dog, or I won't be done with you." Grandma Zhang warned him.
"No way, old friend, I just kill dogs for a living, and I'm not ungrateful." Lao Ye took out a palm-long pipe and a pack of cut tobacco from his pocket, knocked the ashes on the ground, and filled it.
Some tobacco was lit and started to smoke.
"Have those dogs bitten you?" Grandma Zhang asked, pointing to the dog behind him.
"No, there is an evil spirit in our dog-killing people, and they are still afraid of it." Old Ye took a few breaths. "It's just that I can't travel to other places. Every time I pass the security check, the police dog pounces on me, and I can't even get rid of it."
live."
"I've also thought about it. There's probably nothing fun outside. Let's just stay at home and have a happy birthday."
"Yes, I feel comfortable staying at home. Going out for fun is a torture. I haven't reached the scenic spot yet, and my body is falling apart from sitting in the car. I just want to sleep." Grandma Zhang felt sad.
"You are here to play cards again, why is this cat following you?" Lao Ye asked when he saw the cat wandering around at Grandma Zhang's feet.
"My cat is very attached to me." Grandma Zhang looked proud, "Look at how well I've been raised. I've never lost a fight."
"Last time Mrs. Liu saw her cat fighting with my cat and she couldn't win, so she used a bamboo pole to help her cat fight. It was really shameless."
"That's it, my cat won the fight."
When talking about her own cat, Grandma Zhang talked endlessly, beaming with joy, as if she had regained her girlish appearance.
Lao Ye finished smoking a cigarette, stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, and said goodbye to Grandma Zhang.
Song Xi listened dumbfounded as the old lady praised her, and at the same time a warm current flowed in her heart, as if it was about to overflow from her heart.
On the contrary, Feizhu remained silent from the time he met Lao Ye until he went to Tutu Gong Temple and back. After he came back, he lay in the kennel and looked out the window without saying a word.
At night, everything was quiet. When Song Xi came back from catching mice, she saw that Flying Pig was still asleep. She walked over and lay down on the opposite side and asked him:
"Do you regret being a dog?"
"I don't regret it, I just feel very depressed. I don't know what I am feeling sad about."
"If you are still a human being, and one day humans and dogs start a war, no one is wrong. It's just that the east wind prevails over the west wind, and there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Which side are you on?"
"It must be a human being." Flying Pig replied dully.
"Why don't you stand on the side of the weak and condemn mankind from the moral high ground?"
"Or why don't you side with the rats and condemn me for eating them every day?"
"The weak will eat the strong, and the powerful will rule over the mediocre. This is the law of nature."
"Maybe one day the weak will become the strong, and the strong will become the weak. This law still exists."
"The thing you are using now hurts its kind. This kind does not refer to dogs, but hurts the status of the weak. It hurts the inhumane nature of the world and regards all things as dumb dogs."
"Even if you are living a better life than most people now and are stronger than them, you are still weak when facing a higher being than you, and the law of the jungle is still inevitable."
"Since we have never been able to stand at the top position, we might as well enjoy every day in this position."
"This is the world and life I understand."
After finishing this long paragraph, Song Xi ran to the water basin and drank several times of water. She didn't expect that she would be thirsty even with her heart.
Is this the legendary world view and outlook on life that I have? Song Xi himself was stunned for a moment.
Well, I have to take a good look at it.
So the cat and the dog were silent until they fell into a deep sleep.
When Song Xi opened his eyes the next day, he saw Flying Pig lying in front of him, staring at him.
She was so frightened that she jumped up and out of the way.
"You're crazy," Song Xi cursed.
"I didn't expect that you still have some brains." Feizhu rarely praised.
"Do you want to become my disciple? Just give me half of your family property to do the repair." Song Xi clicked her toes, imagining a life of spending money like water after getting rich overnight. A pink bubble kept getting bigger, and she said unsatisfactoryly at the corner of her mouth.
Shedding tears.
"Save it." The bubble was ruthlessly popped.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the lively atmosphere of the New Year has long since disappeared in the countryside.
The young people who went to work in the city have already left.
Those who brought their children back to celebrate the New Year also returned to their homes in the city.
Only the elderly who prefer to stay in the countryside or are forced to stay in the countryside and a few left-behind children are left in the village.
The tranquility of the past was restored again. A few dogs barked and a few birds chirped occasionally.
Elderly people all said that they still live a comfortable life like this.
"The noise made my head hurt," "Serving a big family, I was so tired that I fell apart," "It just made me angry in front of me," "I gave them a little money, but all this time was spent on them."
On the 15th again, Grandma Zhang went to the temple to help as usual. Feizhu and Song Xi, thinking about what Song Qing said last time, also followed.
Occasionally, I passed a dog on the left and right. The dog always hurried away with its tail between its legs and its ears pressed down.
Song Xi thought of the video of the social cat out on the street and said, do you think we look like Grandma Zhang’s guardians?
Feizhu was speechless. You have some weird things in your mind all day long. Can't you have the thoughts and preferences of a normal girl?
