As Nanxiang said.

He lived for a long time and met many people.

Some people are passers-by in the long river of others, and they pass by quickly and turn into a box of ashes.

Some people once wanted to enter the long river of life, but they failed and turned into a box of ashes.

As for people, that's how it is.

When I was young, I was covered in dust, but when I got old, I turned into a box of dust.

Those who have no money will be worshipped in the temple, and those who have money will be buried in the cemetery.

Or in a country like Japan, a box is placed in a house and is dedicated to it—in the face of time, everyone is the same.

Of course, I can't say that there was no sigh at all when I was in Nanxiang.

The so-called immortal seed should be indifferent to one's kindness and a disregard for life and death...that is all false.

If you really live like a walking corpse, it wouldn't be alive.

The longer a person lives, the more he will live.

Who wants to turn into a box of ashes and lie in the grave after death?

Those who say that they cannot die, cry for death, just to die, are just characters in film and television and novel works.

At least I don’t want to die in Nanxiang.

But perhaps because I saw the scenery of Qiucheng High School today and thought of the past, I felt a lot of sighs in my heart when I felt that Nanxiang was filled with my heart.

It was not until six or seven o'clock in the evening that the orange cat at home swayed its fat buttocks and crawled toward him, slanted his eyes, and meowed with a disdainful attitude that he realized.

It seems like I have not eaten yet.

He took his smartphone over and glanced at the time.

It's already seven o'clock.

"I don't want to move anymore."

Nanxiangshi looked at the time, struggled in bed for a long time, but finally lay down - he really didn't want to get up.

When people are in bed, the distance from the room to the toilet feels like a distance from the end of the world.

Nanxiang time is no exception.

So he stared at the orange cat paced back and forth in front of the bed, as if asking for advice:

"Just eat less, right? Eating less is also good for your health. What about your opinion?"

The orange cat stared at him without saying a word, whined, raised his tail and lowered it.

Nanxiang Shi was serious: "Really, if you don't speak, then I will treat you as accusation and eat less tonight."

The orange cat naturally couldn't speak, but after listening to Nanxiang's words, the movements of shaking the cat's head and swaying the cat's tail inexplicably showed a very disdainful feeling.

But there are no such things in Nanxiang.

If the orange cat doesn't speak, it means it has no objection to the decision.

So when I wrapped my quilt in Nanxiang, I had to sleep soundly.

At this time, a doorbell rang out from outside the room door.

Nanxiangshi lay on the bed, hesitated for a while, and finally sighed and looked at the orange cat sitting on him with complaint: "You knew someone would knock on the door, right?"

The orange cat still didn't say anything, but the cat's face grimly grinned and yawned.

Then, it seemed too lazy to care about what Nanxiang thought, so it fell asleep with its tail crossed.

But when the master of Nanxiang was not asleep, how could he let it sleep?

So he picked it up directly, kicked it with a heavy force, kicking it out of the butt, making it stretched out, and slammed it in the air.

"get up."

After doing these things, Nanxiang Shi ignored the cat's sad cat's eyes, sat up straight, turned on the light, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

Outside the door is a primary school girl with short hair.

I had an impression of this girl in Nanxiang.

It should be the daughter of the Hina family who moved here two days ago. The name seems to be Sunan Xiaoye, and her mother is Sunan Mari.

As soon as she saw Nanxiang, she smiled: "Brother Nanxiang, this is what my mother did... I accidentally did too much, can you please accept it?"

Nanxiangshi glanced at Rinan Xiaoye's wrinkled clothes, and then looked at the small jar of curry fried pork held in her hand in heatproof gloves.

I remember that the other party’s family situation was a bit embarrassing when I was in Nanxiang.

When I moved here, I didn't walk around and gave gifts to my neighbors.

No matter how you think about it, this shouldn’t be considered ‘inadvertently doing too much’.

In Nanxiang, I never liked to owe others favors, let alone Rinan Xiaoye's "gratitude" for a meal.

He has always been a immortal who has a principle of living. As a immortal who has lived to this day, how could he distort his survival principles just because of a small jar of fried pork with curry?

but...

Only food and wine in the world cannot be disappointed.

This small jar of curry stir-fried meat is exquisitely crafted, with tender meat and fragrant.

For Nanxiang, which rarely sleeps for a timeout, it can be considered delicious.

So Nanxiangshi thought about it back and forth, thought for a long time, and then looked at the orange cat behind him with his eyes shining at night.

"I see."

Nanxiang, who had been struggling for a long time, gave up his struggle in his heart and took the small jar of curry fried pork with a smile: "This is called a grace of a meal, please rest assured, I will never forget this kindness."

He spoke earnestly and profoundly, as if he had made some promise.

Sunan Xiaoye outside the door looked puzzled.

What a weird person...

What a grace to be like... I can't understand at all.

Compared to something unrealistic... it would be better to give me a few bites of meat.

Rinan Xiaoye stared at the jar of stir-fried curry meat she was holding while Nanxiang with some jealousy.

Her family is not well off, so she has to think about eating more eggs, so she is really greedy for the small jar of fried meat curry that Nanxiang held.

But seeing her like this, Nanxiang Shi just hurriedly hugged the jar, afraid that she would take a look at it more, and then said that she would clean the jar and return it back, so she closed the door.

This made Rinan Xiaoye unable to help but grin, thinking that Nanxiang was a stingy man, and he didn't even show the meat in the jar to her.

But don't show it...so what?

It was originally a souvenir to give to your neighbors... for connections.

Can't I really give it to her?

So stingy!

Rinan Xiaoye muttered quietly, then touched his belly before walking home.

She is going home to eat her own vegetables.

Thanks to the help of enthusiastic neighbors, I had a good meal at Nanxiang Shi.

Of course, he did not forget to fill the orange cat's cat food.

After all, no matter how dissatisfied with it, I felt that this guy was about to jump up and compete with him for food.

In the late Nanxiang, I had not yet fallen to the point of competing for food with my pets.

Just like that, one night passed.

The next morning, Nanxiang Shi was running out in the morning as usual.

But before I could take two steps, I could hear the sound behind me.

"Nanxiangsang."

"What's wrong? Akita Sang?"

This woman who was named Nanxiang was Aiko Ai from another family.

When she called Nanxiang, she said, "Nanxiangsang, aren't you too close to the Rinan family next door?"

Aiko Aikata frowned when she said this: "Nanxiang Sang, you are a student of Qiucheng High School, so I told you that the foundation of the Hinan family is very unclear."

She said, and made a gesture: "I also heard that woman... is from the industry of the wandering girl."

A wandering girl is actually a Japanese prostitute who is more elegant, meaning that she works in the same place for a short time.

"Is that?" Nanxiangshi heard this and smiled happily: "I haven't gotten too close to the Rinan family, but I'm about to get very close."

"Ah? Wait, Nanxiangsang, haven't you heard what I just said? If you get too close to them, the impact will not be very good."
To be continued...