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Chapter 33 Section thirty-two

Spiritual pet language 童亮 1198Words 2018-03-11
More people choose to raise a dog, at least they can guard the house, or raise a turtle, hoping that it will bring fortune.Rural people raise these for practicality, unlike those lonely people in the city, they are looking for companionship. "That old man actually raises carp! He can't eat or drink it, and it's causing trouble for himself. I guess he's just too stupid." The uncle said in a mocking tone. "Many people in the city raise fish," Tong Shoucheng said.But he knew that people in the city also raised goldfish that were highly ornamental, and carps were rarely raised in the city.

"I can hardly feed myself, so I still raise fish?" Uncle still sneered. He thought to himself, maybe the old man is also looking for a companion?Don't have extra money to buy goldfish to raise, so you choose the most common fish in the countryside? "Hey, it's a pity that I didn't find out anything famous." The uncle sighed. He wanted to defend the old man a few words, but after hearing what his uncle said, he had no choice but to swallow his words back.For a while, the two of them had no new topics to talk about, and just walked silently.There are rolling hills on both sides of the road.It was hot summer, and the cicada cries in the distance spread like a tide along the curve of the mountain, submerging everything as far as the eye could see.

As soon as he and his uncle entered the village, they saw his mother waving and shouting in front of them. "You are finally back! Cheng'er, something happened to your father!" His mother's face was dark, as if covered with dust. "What's wrong with my dad?" He thumped in his heart. The uncle also quickly asked: "What's the matter? Tell me well, don't scare the child." His mother took him to walk home quickly, and said as she walked, "Not long after you went out, your father got mad." "What's wrong with him? Is my dad okay?" He let go of his hanging heart a little bit, after all, he won't be in danger of his life.

"He's cold all over now, almost like a dead person. I covered him with four quilts, and he hasn't recovered yet." His mother said tremblingly. At this time, the aunt came over in a hurry and said, "You guys are back! Hurry up and have a look. Cheng'er's father just woke up. I just poured him a bowl of ginger soup." Several people hurried home. Back home, Tong Shoucheng could barely recognize the person lying on the bed as his father—his father's face was ashen, his eyes were empty, and the wrinkles that were so thin that they were almost invisible before suddenly deepened and thickened a lot, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant .

The uncle sat by the bed, held his father's hand, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" His father said, "Let me drink some hot water." The uncle handed him a cup of hot water beside the bed. His father took a sip and said, "Shortly after you left, I went to the gas station to refuel my motorcycle. When I came back after refueling, I had a sudden idea that I wanted to stop by my mother's grave. After reading the preparations When I went down the mountain and passed a tree-lined road, I saw an old lady standing in front of me and waving at me. I stopped without thinking. The old lady sat on the back seat of my motorcycle without saying anything. .Suddenly I felt a chill behind my back, and the back of my head was a little numb. I put the gear on, stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle turned off. This is strange, my motorcycle has never been like this before. I tried again, the motorcycle Still can't move. I thought to myself, the old lady in the back seat can't be so heavy that the motorcycle can't be dragged, right? I shifted to second gear, increased the accelerator, but it still stalled." His father paused, and then He took a sip of tea.

"And then?" the uncle asked nervously. "Then I persuaded the old lady to get out of the car. But she didn't have the slightest intention to get down. At this time, I felt the coldness on my body became heavier, like ice cubes against my back, and my teeth began to chatter I felt something was wrong, so I yelled: "You fucking get out of the car! My motorcycle was broken by you!" Hearing my scolding, the old lady got out of the car reluctantly. She got out of the car , My motorcycle flew out like an arrow! I was so frightened that I hurriedly slowed down. At this moment, I looked in the reflector, my God, there is no old lady on the side of the road!"

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