Chapter 2274: After understanding the physiology of longevity, Qiulian blooms everywhere
The autumn afternoon is warm and gentle, taking off the scorching coat, twisting the slender waist. The only ginkgo tree in the yard is particularly dazzling when surrounded by parasol trees. The leaves are like small orange fans,
Like flower stamens, the ground is dotted with maple red.
The servants hung up the quilts carefully, and the smell of sunshine flew up to the branches. Belinda was sitting in the rocking chair, sometimes taking a sip of milk tea, and sometimes teasing the yellow dog.
The familiar ringtone reached her ears. She smiled slightly and ordered someone to move the old books she had sorted yesterday to the entrance of the courtyard. The rickety old woman was still dragging the dilapidated flatbed truck, and the joy on her face was beyond words.
The old woman likes the city lord Belinda very much because she can take away all the old books collected from here without paying a penny. The two of them even developed a feeling of being friends for many years.
In today's cold and realistic world, everyone has a different price tag on the back, with different symbols painted on it.
Some price tags are full of dragons and phoenixes, some price tags are full of the smell of copper, some price tags themselves are exquisitely crafted, and many more price tags are filled with blood, tears and decay.
They turn pale and yellow with the passage of time, sometimes adding a sonorous and powerful trace, sometimes becoming blurry and ending hastily.
Everyone in the world seems to be placed on this huge shelf. No one cares about it at the top, the dust below is thick, and only the middle area is hot.
Right in front of the shelf is a large array of discounted products, some called health, some called life, and some called faith.
In this era full of material needs, it seems that everything can be exchanged for money: businessmen hire staff, reap profits, and save time.
Children from rich families spend money like water, winning hearts and sublimating friendships. Although we know that money cannot buy true love, we also have a tacit understanding, because the reverse is also true.
Feelings will deteriorate, but money will not. The most ironic thing is that the reason why many relationships will deteriorate is because of money. Although love does not have to be based on money, money can lay a hand for love and connect it with others.
A smooth road for growing old together.
Real hugs are not the only way to warm each other. Under the roof that is sheltered from the wind and rain is the most suitable place for deep affection, and in the passenger seat with the warm breeze blowing is the most suitable place for whispering.
But in front of life, the world always likes to compare it with money. Life mocks money as a rustic country bumpkin, while money mocks life as a hypocritical thing that has no fingers in the spring water.
However, the reality is that what we lack is often what we like; we live a long life, but we accept it; we are humorous and contented, but we are accused of having no ambition and just muddle along.
But these perfectionists don't know that it is not enough for two people to be together by fate, not to mention that many fates are so out of reach for us.
Perhaps only after being ravaged and beaten by life can we realize that life is the most real applause this world gives us. 80% of the troubles in life are caused by birth, old age, illness and death, while the other 20% are caused by having enough food and clothing.
Moaning for no reason.
Some people may say that many worries have nothing to do with money, but this is an assumption that is beyond reality. You must know that no matter how difficult the worries of rich people are, they are things that poor people cannot see through.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. What people call "terminal illness" may simply be that they have no hope anymore and feel that even if they die soon, they will have nothing to worry about.
Sometimes this world is so cold to us. All problems involving life are unsolvable and we have to use time and dignity that are more precious than life to solve.
How many people are working hard at all costs, for a better tomorrow, and are willing to become greedy for life and afraid of death, giving everything they have.
Life is a long transaction. We exchange our souls for money when we are young, and then pay the price when we grow old and frail.
As for those who regard it as dirt, they are either the chosen ones who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths, or they are old monks who think they are noble.
Because only these people will be bored to explore the meaning of life. For us, life is nothing but three meals a day, nothing more than firewood, rice, oil and salt, nothing more than a poor travel route, nothing more than that long-favorite dress.
We are always ashamed to face death, unwilling to use it as a standard to measure everything, and we are full of hostility to it in our bones.
But in real life, we have to surrender to it. Before doing anything, the first thing to consider is how to ensure that we can survive.
People are so contradictory. When they are healthy, everything they see is colorful, but when they are sick, they feel sorry for themselves, and their mouths are full of painless moans.
But as everyone knows, those who ignore life or even despise life are often useless people who only hope to be reborn in a good pregnancy as soon as possible.
As for some people who are extremely concerned about life, and even cautious, it seems to be too much. The characteristics of such people are that they are busy and hardworking all their lives, and often give up everything for interests, whether it is their own health or their wife who has relapsed.
, whether it is the flesh and blood who are waiting for food, or the relatives who are dying.
Just like a certain Moronian scholar, he gained fame in his early years by relying on his excellent works. He could have lived a good life, but due to his addiction to alcohol, his family fell into ruin and he even came close to death several times.
In order to repay the debt, he had to work at the expense of his life. Although he wrote a masterpiece such as "The Human Comedy", he died before the age of forty due to excessive overdraft of his health.
All human abilities are nothing more than a mixture of patience and time. In this world, anything we do and any decision we make have to pay a corresponding price. It’s like we use our youth in the first half of our lives to make money, but in the second half of our lives we have to pay a corresponding price.
He turned money into magic potions and herbal pills.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is understandable to be greedy for life and afraid of death, but we should keep the bottom line in our hearts and always remind ourselves to act carefully within the limits of our abilities.
If the effort is not proportional to the return, and there is even a risk of losing everything, then the biggest difficulty is how to choose.
However, to put it bluntly, life is just a bargaining chip for resource exchange. The ultimate purpose of its existence is to allow us to continue to enjoy life, not to satisfy some people's unrealistic evil thoughts.
The whole world is like a gorgeous cocoon, its shell is woven of lies and life. All living beings dream of giving birth to brilliant wings one day in the future, but most people spend their entire lives floating like pupae.
The silk threads like gelatin gradually turned yellow over time, and the larvae that had long been stillborn turned into different price tags, engraved on each cocoon.
The mixed-blood demon Bawa Bawa and his companions quietly came to Yelu City. Bawa Bawa used the blood of the devil to continue the thousand-year reign of Belinda, the lord of Yelu City.
However, the treatment process was far more difficult than imagined. Because Belinda's qualifications were too poor, Bawa Bawa had to lose some life force before he could be brought back to life.
When the old Belinda woke up, her face glowed instantly, and the coffin she had built was destroyed. Belinda bowed and saluted, thanking Bawa Bawa for his rescue.
But then he frowned and tentatively asked the other party about the whereabouts of the five people. However, he had already sensed that the other party had made up his mind to leave, otherwise there would be no way they would all come to Yelu City just to treat himself, an outsider.
Bawa Bawa smiled when he heard this, and then said that the five of them planned to start a plane journey in the near future, and hoped that the news would stay in Yelu City.