The roads here are very complicated, and it is easy to get lost here if you are not careful. This kind of place is really suitable for street fighting.
Soon, Wu Su led Guo Yi to a group of shacks.
This is a house made of half bricks and half wood. The house is very dilapidated, with wooden boards nailed to the roof and covered with a tarpaulin. Although the waterproof performance of the tarpaulin is good, it cannot withstand the wind and the sun.
If exposed to the sun, it will be damaged in a short time.
"Can anyone live here?" Guo Yi asked in shock.
"No." Wu Su shook his head and lamented: "But there is a lonely old man in his eighties living here."
"Uh, why is this happening?" Guo Yi asked.
"Let's go take a look first." Wu Su said.
After saying that, Guo Yi opened the door and went in.
A hunchbacked old lady was walking towards me carrying a small bucket of water.
"Grandma Liu." Wu Su hurriedly stepped forward to help and said, "Have you run out of water?"
"Su Su?" The old lady looked up at Wu Su and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"Didn't I come here to see you?" Wu Su frowned and said, "Why don't you ask your neighbor next door to help you carry the water when you're out of water? What will you do if you fall?"
"Oh, I'm sorry to bother people all the time." The old lady shook her head and said with a smile, "I can still carry these few kilograms of water. I just need to walk a few more times."
Wu Su held water in one hand and supported the old lady with the other, and then said: "Be careful. Go sit for a while first."
"Okay!" The old lady went to the side and sat down.
Guo Yi stood in the room, watching curiously as Wu Su was doing the housework familiarly. She seemed to be familiar with the place, and it could be seen that this must not be her first time here. This made Guo Yi very curious. Chapter 2
When he met Wu Su once, he thought that Wu Su was a materialistic money-worshiping girl. However, he later learned through Ding Yue that Wu Su was surrounded by many rich second generations and some dandy boys.
However, Wu Su has never had contact with these rich second generations, and has never cared about their pursuits. Wu Su has always wanted to find a man who can treat him well.
And today, Guo Yi discovered Wu Su's kind side again.
A person who can help an old man without exaggeration and without any regrets. She is definitely a good girl. Any kind-hearted girl is a beautiful girl. Guo Yi stood aside, thoughtfully
Looking at Wu Su, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
Wu Su helped Grandma Liu get water, and then helped her cook rice. She also lit a fire to boil water, cut vegetables and cook rice.
Here, Wu Su is as skilled as at home.
Grandma Liu looked at Guo Yi curiously and asked, "You should be Su Su's boyfriend, right?"
"Ah, yes!" Guo Yi nodded.
He took the initiative to help the old lady move a chair. The old lady stayed up all night and sat down on the chair without ceremony. She looked at Guo Yi with a smile, a look of love on her face, and then said: "Su Su is a
Good girl, you must treat her well."
"That's for sure." Guo Yi nodded seriously.
"Hey, if it hadn't been for Su Su these years, my old bones would have been buried in the ground long ago." The old lady sighed.
"Old man, where is your child?" Guo Yi also sat down and glanced at Wu Su who was busy in the corner from time to time.
"I have two children." The old man sat on the chair and skillfully took out a box from the side.
A metal box with a ring of rust on the outside.
The old man opened the box with a smile. There were some moldy tobacco inside. She smoked a piece of white paper, rolled the moldy tobacco skillfully, then knocked it on the table, skillfully lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.
I took a breath, a little choking.
Ahem!
The old lady coughed twice and said: "I have a son and a daughter. My daughter died of illness when I was more than sixty years old. My son-in-law married a girl from another family, and he was far away from me. My daughter just left."
During those two years, he would come to see me once or twice, but he stopped coming after a long time. I know that my son-in-law's conditions are not very good, so I understand if he doesn't come."
"Then... where is your son?" Guo Yi asked curiously.
"On my eightieth birthday, my son died." The old man smiled faintly and said, "He was just sixty-one years old when he died, and he had a thirty-year-old son. Unfortunately, he failed to live up to expectations and spent all day wandering around outside.
I haven’t found a wife even in my thirties. I haven’t had any contact with me for many years. I have become a loner.”
"Didn't the government give you subsistence allowances, hardship subsidies, etc.?" Guo Yi asked hurriedly.
"I'm a foreigner, how could the government think of me?" The old lady smiled and said, "My husband died early and left his hometown early to come here to pick up rags and raise two children with great hardship. Decades have passed.
Even if I go back to my hometown, I won’t even have a shabby hut. Even if I go back, what will happen?”
Guo Yi felt as if he had been pricked by a needle in his heart.
An old man who left his hometown and lost his son and daughter ended up in such a miserable situation. Whose fault is this?
Guo Yi nodded: "Do you plan to stay here forever?"
"It's quite nice here." The old lady smiled and said, "I built a shabby shack here. Although the government wanted to demolish it several times, it did not demolish it considering my difficulties. They knew that I would not live long.
Nian, wait until I kick off my legs and let them demolish this shabby shack."
The old lady said very relieved.
Guo Yi's heart felt heavy, as if he was being pressed down by a huge stone.
What kind of pain have you experienced behind such calmness and magnanimity?
Maybe the old lady also experienced heartbreaking pain when her daughter died?
Maybe, when the old lady's son left, she also experienced the sadness of a black-haired person giving away a white-haired person?
Those who dare to face death are not necessarily warriors. There are also those whose hearts have long been accustomed to sadness; there are those whose hearts have long been careless; and there are those who are tortured by fate and are living and dying!
Shakespeare said that in the eyes of a hundred people there are a hundred Hamlets.
In this world, happy people are all the same, but unhappy people have their own misfortunes.
"You must have experienced a lot of pain, right?" Guo Yi asked.
"Pain?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and the cigarette in his hand visibly trembled for a while. There was a smile on the originally sad face: "What is pain? Is it happiness? That's just life. In fact, in the end, in the end,
Their destinations are all the same. Rich families have tens of millions of houses, and they only have to sleep three feet wide. They have millions of silk ribbons in their homes, but you can’t wear them when you leave. They have millions of pots of money, and you can’t take even a penny with them when you leave...
