Chapter 42 Chapter 9 5

Although there is no record in the history books, my cousin does not know how Wang Xianke died, but I conclude that he died of dementia, because his way of thinking is too similar to that of Mr. Li.They both stare at a small problem and think about it, sometimes for hours, sometimes for days, sometimes for years.It's like thinking of your mind as a camel and slapping it on the rear to force it through a needle's eye.I asked my sister-in-law why it was not good to get along with Mr. Li for a while.She told me that the problem was with Mr. Li.Later on, this old guy is always absent-minded, and his eyes will freeze when he is talking to you. This kind of problem is not only annoying, but also frightening.Even when making love.Except for the first time he was concentrating in the broken building, he never lost his mind. He often needed to knock on the head to know that he should continue, so the feeling afterwards was like having sex with a wooden fish.When the sister-in-law said these words, she didn't blush at all, just like what is said in the Book of Songs: The rush of that woman is like the faintness of a quail!

Now Xiaosun and sister-in-law also know each other, these two women are very reasonable, I am really afraid that Xiaosun will be influenced by sister-in-law.The sister-in-law told Xiao Sun that she loved her husband as well as her child, but when she saw Mr. Li, who was like a goose, she couldn't help but want to teach him a lesson: the most beautiful thing in the world is a woman, and Not Xixia.She always gives such big lectures to people, but the students always don't listen to her.But she never gave up until she became so old that she lost her qualifications to teach and gained a very bad reputation.This is also in line with the old teaching of the Master: the trouble with people is that they like to be teachers.

Although I don't yet know how I will die, I do know for sure that I am going to die of Alzheimer's.So I solemnly asked Xiaosun to say, in the future, when you see my two eyeballs are straightened and will never turn again, quickly take an ax and split my head, so as to save me from turning a lot of precious grain into big shit.She agreed, but I didn't quite believe her, because women are not reliable.I believe this because I have the same problem as Mr. Lee.Living in the world is like standing in front of a maze. There are many clues and many forks in the road. When others look east and west, they will pass through them all.But we must get lost in it.This is because there is no room for a mystery, a little unresolved thing in our small hearts.So we put all our doubts in our hearts and put ourselves to death.In order to save us, my sister-in-law and my little sun did not hesitate to teach us with their legs apart, but it was useless; because we were too self-righteous.Even if it enters the organ that gave birth to us, we refuse to believe that it is smarter than us.It's also because women are our friends, not us, and no matter how hard they try, we won't be like them.

In my opinion, all the problems in the world belong to us, so we often appear overwhelmed and stupid.It is for this reason that we are so different from others just from the outside, and it makes people itch to look at us; therefore, even if we think ourselves stupid, we will not get sympathy, just like Mr. Li, no one sympathizes with him.Later, when I saw Mr. Li, I found that he really looked like a goose, with his neck outstretched, his eyes straight, and he looked like a clock that had stopped.Just like a clock would stop at a certain time, in this idiot's head, there must have been an unfinished thought, an unfinished memory.But he couldn't answer the question at that time, so he couldn't figure out what he stopped.I wish he stopped at the time he had sex with his sister-in-law, and never stopped at Xixia Wen.After he died, the hospital would cut off his head and soak it in formalin.Future science and technology must be able to analyze the frozen thoughts from the soaked brain, and this brain is like amber.Amber is ancient pine resin, in which a beautiful butterfly, a drop of rain, and a beetle have solidified.At that time, the sister-in-law was kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with her right hand, and brushing her loose hair back with her left hand, so it was a three-legged posture.His eyes were watery, and his forehead and neck were flushed.Although her skin had been sagging, and her breasts pointed a little on her head when they drooped, she was still very good-looking.The sky at that time was gloomy and gloomy. Although it was a pornographic scene, I could see the tragic meaning in it. Maybe I expected that Mr. Li would become an idiot in the future.Well, let this scene be preserved like this.