Beijing, a certain national administrative review center.
In layman's terms, it can also be said to be an activity center for veteran cadres.
For the old comrades who retired from their posts due to age, the country once had the establishment of the "Central Advisory Committee", which was later abolished. But in fact, whether it is the central government or the local government, the "old comrades" are always a special group.
composition.
Mr. Zhao is seventy-eight years old.
When he first retired, he wasn't used to it, well, probably no one would be used to it, but slowly, he began to transition into a pure old man.
When people are old, they are boring.
Not only has my career gone away and become a passing thing, but my body also seems to be gradually going away, as if I am abandoning myself, and I don't quite obey orders.
The older a person gets, the farther away from the world they feel. This is not a description, but a very real feeling. Mr. Zhao felt very clearly that the world was rejecting him bit by bit just like it was a stranger.
I want to "squeeze" him out of this world.
Eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and the whole body seem to be covered with a membrane, slowly and slowly separated from the world, and can no longer be truly touched.
Everything in the outside world is becoming more and more like the moon in the water and flowers in the mist.
From reality to fantasy.
"My lover is getting old, that's what happens." When discussing this matter with a few old guys who often get together, everyone was filled with emotion.
Then Lao Lin, who used to manage the Ministry of Water Resources, said that when this person was born, he was like a fish that plunged into the ocean, plunged deeply, and then roamed, played, and hunted freely in the deep sea.
While swimming, playing, and hunting, it slowly rises toward the water.
Plunge in and rise up.
This prick and rise is a person's life.
Only when you are young can you plunge in, dive, embrace and be embraced by the sea. When you get old, you can no longer plunge in and can only float on the sea, floating and floating, until you reach the Naihe Bridge...
I feel sleepy during the day, so I have to sleep for a few hours at noon, but I can't sleep at night.
Even when I fell asleep, my sleep was very light.
To put it exaggeratedly, I don’t even know whether I am asleep or not. Anyway, it is like that, and I can tell every sign of the wind. It is impossible to sleep until dawn like a young person!
Mr. Zhao communicated with the old guys and found that everyone was in the same situation and it was not an isolated case.
The day before yesterday, Lao Sun also dropped his leg. In fact, it was because he had been sitting on the chair for a long time and it was a little numb. When he stood up, he accidentally fell to the ground.
It wasn't touched or smashed, and there was still carpet on the floor.
But just like that, the left thigh was broken in half.
Can this be a problem when it comes to young people?
Seventy-three and eighty-four, that’s why the King of Hell didn’t ask me to go. Because of Lao Sun’s incident, several old guys have been a little depressed these days, and Mr. Zhao hasn’t been doing any activities these days.
room, but stay at home.
In the center of the capital, there are old courtyards and three sentries.
But in essence, it is no different from a small courtyard in the countryside, and the old man active in the courtyard is also not much different from an ordinary old man in the country.
The son is still filial. The eldest son probably heard about this from somewhere, so he took some time out of his busy schedule to come and visit him.
By the way, I also brought some food over.
"Dad, try this little tomato."
Mr. Zhao picked up one and it was quite heavy. "Is this a big tomato or a small tomato? The small one is not so big, and the big one is not so small? Is it hybrid or genetically modified?"
While speaking, Mr. Zhao had already put the cherry tomato in his hand into his mouth and bit off half of it.
As people get older, their appetites are less good, and sour things can whet the appetite, so the diet arranged by the health care doctor includes about three to four apples a week, which are said to be sour and sweet and help with intestinal fatigue.
He also said that the oranges were too sour and the pears were too sweet, but the apples sandwiched in between were just right, and they were apples with just the right amount of sourness and sweetness.
Before the other person answered, Mr. Zhao suddenly changed his color. He closed his eyes first and kept his mouth motionless. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, his old look seemed to disappear, and he instantly transformed into
A fierce tiger.
"Boss, where did this little tomato come from?" Mr. Zhao asked with bright eyes.
I don’t know how many storms and waves I have experienced in my life. Mr. Zhao actually seemed a little unable to hold back his anger at this moment.
A small tomato, is it worth all the fuss?
Even I only took a small bite.
But Mr. Zhao's son was not surprised at all by his father's reaction. Instead, he thought it was natural, "Dad, this thing is quite complicated. I don't know where it comes from for the time being. We are still asking about it."
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"You don't know?" Mr. Zhao was shocked when he heard this, "Boss, you don't even know?"
"Dad, I'll report this to you later. Don't worry about it for now. There are thirty small tomatoes. You can eat five of them a day. I'll come over to see you next week."
After his son left, Mr. Zhao wandered around the yard.
He had already eaten five of those cherry tomatoes just now, but he still wanted to eat them!
In the past, this mouth and tongue were as dry as old wood, and drinking water would not help at all, but today, damn it, the saliva was flowing all the time! Not only that, he just ate five of them in one breath!
If you eat it again, it will be the sixth one.
He took one in his hand and looked at it for a few seconds. Mr. Zhao forced himself to put it back, and then closed the box. If he didn't take another look, he was afraid that if he took one more look, he would no longer be able to control it.
Own.
After all, it is the result of decades of Qi-nurturing efforts.
After wandering for a long time, Mr. Zhao suppressed his greed and went to sleep!
This happens every day, the same afternoon nap.
When he woke up, Mr. Zhao felt a little strange at first. The next moment, he discovered that there was a lantern lit not far away! What the hell is Xiao Chen doing!
Xiao Chen is by my side.
"Chief, you're awake!" Xiao Chenxi beamed, "Chief, this is the first time I've seen you sleeping so soundly."
Mr. Zhao looked at Xiao Chen, then turned around and looked around.
That's right, this is the yard.
It's true that he was lying on a recliner.
But, why is there something wrong?
Realizing this, the next moment Mr. Zhao raised his head and saw a misty moon hanging in the sky.
"Xiao Chen, is it... night?" Mr. Zhao sat up.
"Chief, be careful, be careful, please slow down!" Xiao Chen hurriedly supported me, and then nodded repeatedly, "Yes, chief, it's evening, 8:14."
"I slept for eight hours?" Mr. Zhao was surprised and surprised.
He usually only sleeps for three hours at most, and sometimes wakes up in the middle and just lies down. But today, what happened?
The first time, he realized that he actually slept for eight hours! And the second time, Mr. Zhao realized that it was not just the eight hours that was the problem, but that he had just slept very, very deeply.
Like immersing yourself in the ocean floor.
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