Chapter 79 Time, Dugu Older in Meiyuan

In the plum garden outside Tao Jiangcheng, there is an old man who watched the garden, thin bones, white hair, older, as if he always can't wake up. If someone sees it, he will always think that the old man's ears and eyes will be blossomed at any time.

Say goodbye to this crushed person. On the hat and clothes of the elderly, there are some snow films inadvertently, snow piled on the clothes, and traces of traces scraped by plum branches.

He seemed to be humming, with a small voice, only he could hear it.

It feels like a mysterious sound from the world.

This dull world seems to be not worthy of letting him nostalgic, nor to make him addicted, or entangle in it ... He has his own good truth.

The old man's robe is hanging a jug on the robe, which contains the plum wine brewed in the old years. This year, I am afraid that it will not be able to collect plums, nor can I get plums.

What about Meizi wine? The old man shook his head helplessly.

Strangely, this old man seemed not to be afraid of cold, only wearing thin clothes, shuttled in this garden. The old man's eyebrows, staring at the falling blockbuster snow, as if you want to see something in this snow. The garden is in the garden.

Snow! Just like the sin of this world! The old man saw this large snow, as if he heard the child's crying, the sorrow of women, the hard work of the death ... These have no grief with him, and it has become

The poisonous hook, tore the veil that wrapped his own layer of isolated from the world for many years.

When the disaster came, Putian was sin.

Did he have his own family? Does he have a wife? Is there a child? Is there a parent? No one knows, and no one cares about this little old man, what kind of sadness and life. Even he has forgotten himself.

Then, then

People are always in the early morning, afternoon, and evening ... Seeing such people, and then think of a lot of things. In the end, who will be so lonely? The lively in the world is always separated from rare.

The originally broken, lonely people ... always occupy the majority. But all people often put their eyes on those lively, cheerful things, everyone is yearning for perfectness. All ignored life is fragile.

And the vivid, but few people will look at these lives with their own eyes. No one will hope that people will watch their disabled parts. People often hide and decorate their pains.

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At this time, a drunk man walked in front of the old man, as if he was about to hit someone. He only saw a hindered in front of him.

, Dragged in front of it. The turbid alcohol was blowing on the old man's face, only to be disgusting and nauseous.

"Oh, it's Grandpa Zi Niu? Your old man ... How ... here? I almost, I ... treat you as those who are not conscious ... just, just give it." Hong Su was still there

In the drunk, it is just who will recognize who he is. It is still unclear, and the voice of the speech is dim. Since the heart recognizes it, he slowly loose his hands and put the purple cow down.

Obviously it was the flowers in the early summer and early autumn, and the flowers in the plum garden outside the city. This flower, like the snow in this garden, let the old man's heart, sinking.

"The world is turbulent, and time is also confused." The old man muttered. Where is there in the summer, flat for no reason, snow? He said messy: "messy, messy.

In the past, it is about to be in the back ... the timing is reversed, the wind and cloud change! "

"You go back quickly. Your daughter -in -law is still waiting for you at home." Zi Niu said helplessly.

"It's me, it's me." The old man hurriedly knew the meeting, and he threw him on the ground and fell his brain. "Hong Su, Hong Su, you can wake up the bar! You!

I don’t even know anymore! You see what you are drunk. "

Poor poverty and weakness, in some people's eyes, are gimmicks and weapons. To some people, they are outdated words. No one really cares about the sorrow of others.

The outline of Mei Jiangshan behind Meiyuan can also see it clearly through the clouds, or the light or extinguishing light, and see it clearly.

"You, you lied to me again. Where can I have a daughter -in -law? Whose daughter -in -law, how can I have a daughter -in -law. My daughter -in -law ran away with someone." Hong Su smiled, smiled and smiled, and hummed.

When I cried, as soon as the tears came out of the eyebrows, I frozen it. When the purple cow saw Hong Su, my heart was soft. It seemed that I saw the shadow of a brother in his younger. Zi Niu didn't know how many years ago.

It can be seen that every year, the moon flowers are similar, and the people are different years old. Although people are different, what they have experienced are the same.

There are two skin people. Fortunately, there are two skin.

Even in this season, I don't care about the weak lives in these years. Often, there will be the death of the elderly in the season when the season changes, and there are often children who are frozen to death in the disaster season.

Change. Whether it is poverty or rich; whether it is joy or sadness; whether it is young or old ... they are also experiencing -eternal sequences and martyrs' impermanence.

"I'm not in this garden, where are you? You go home quickly, don't freeze to die outside." Said the old man from Zi Niu.

"Hey! Uh! Old, why don't you ... go back? You are outside, this is not frozen to death. Older, I know, you have not eaten alcohol. So! You haven't woke up yet

! Hahaha! You ca n’t do this, rush Ming'er ... uh ... hurry up, I take you to eat wine! Ah! "Hong Su said in drunk.

The clouds in the sky have flowed a few pieces, and there are already a few bouquet of light. It is on the few plum trees in the plum garden.

The sparse fell, and a large piece of plum blossoms fell.

"Hey, just like this. Who does not throw you running?" Zi Niu said gently, sighing again, watching Hong Su's decadence, and could not say him ... After all, he was also an adult

It is drunk every day. If you talk about your heart, it ’s not bad. Why do you just spoil yourself like this? It looks like a reckless man and green forest all day. It’ s like a man.

"I, I, I am here today ... I slept. I just slept here." Hong Su said that he lay in the snow, closed his eyes to sleep, and his body curled up, like a baby.

"This ..." Zi Niu looked at him like this, and said for a while.

The wing -wing tower in Tao Jiangcheng is still playing "Widow". Those people have been singing, as if the snow is heavy with the goose hair outside the building, there is no connection.

The 79th is a mess, the lonely old man in the Meiyuan finished
Chapter completed!