Chapter 92 Cat Town (13)

Daxie transported all the fan leaves in without saying "thank you". He has no control over where I live; living in his house is not allowed, no, there are more than a thousand reasons why.In the end he said: "Living with us, you lose your status! You are a foreigner, why don't you live in a foreign city?" He said what the two Guangguo people refused to say clearly—shameless frank! I was not angry, and explained to him in detail why I wanted to live in Cat City.I even hinted that if his home was inconvenient, I just wanted to see what his home was like, and then I would find another place myself.It doesn't work even if you look at it.This rejection was expected.Where did he live during those months in the Misty Wood?I never found out; Miye is hiding at home now, wouldn't it be dangerous for me to find out.I told Daxie that if I intended to rob his Miye, I would have done it last night, so why bother waiting for him to hide me.He shook his head: there are women in his family, it is inconvenient to entertain male guests, this is a very powerful reason.However, taking a look doesn't make a woman look like a piece of flesh—oh, I'm a little confused, that's not what the big scorpion meant.

On the top of the wall was the head of an old cat, with white hair and a pig's mouth twitching like a dried papaya.The old cat shouted: "We don't want foreigners! We don't want foreigners! Don't, don't!" This must be Daxie's father. I am still not angry, but I admire this old cat with a dry papaya mouth. Not only is he not afraid, but he dares to look down on foreigners.This look down on people may be out of ignorance, but in my opinion, he is more human than Scorpion. A young catman called me aside, and the big scorpion took the opportunity to climb up the wall.

Young cat people, this is what I most want to see.This young man is the son of the big scorpion.I am even happier, I have seen three generations.Although the old cat and the big scorpion with Papaya Mouth are still alive, they may have great influence, but they are people from the past after all; to diagnose whether the disease in the cat country has improved, youth is the pulse door. "Did you come from far away?" Xiaoxie—actually he has another name, I called him that to save trouble—asked me. "Far, far! Tell me, is that old man your grandfather?" I asked. "Yes. Grandfather thought that all disasters were brought by foreigners, so he hated foreigners the most."

"He also eats lost leaves?" "Eat. Because the fan leaves are imported from abroad, he feels that eating the fan leaves is an embarrassment to foreigners, and it is not his own fault." There were a lot of people around, all with round eyes and mouths open, looking at me like a monster. "Can't we find a quiet place to talk?" "Wherever we go, they follow; let's talk here. They don't want to listen to what we say, they just need to see how you open your mouth and blink your eyes." I like Xiaoxie's straightforwardness very much. "Okay." I'm also inconvenient and must find a quiet place. "Where's your father?"

"Father is a new character, at least 20 years ago. Twenty years ago he was opposed to eating lost leaves, and now he has inherited his grandfather's lost forest. Twenty years ago he advocated women's rights, but now he does not allow you to enter because There is a woman in the family. My grandfather often said that I will be the same in the future: I am curious when I am young, and I will look back at my ancestors' legacy when I am middle-aged. My grandfather does not know anything about foreign affairs, so he regards the laws and regulations passed down by our ancestors as his own. As the standard of life. My father knew some foreign things. When he was young, he wanted to imitate foreigners everywhere. Now he uses that knowledge as a tool to maintain his own interests. Where he should use new methods, he uses new methods, unlike his grandfather. So stubborn; but this is only the application of the method of life, not the change of the purpose of life, in which father and grandfather are exactly the same."

My eyes are closed; in the light of the words I see the outline of a picture of social change.There may be a bright glow around the outline, but the inside of the outline is getting darker and darker.Whether this cloud of black air can unite with that Duan Mingxia again, turning from gloom to light, all depends on whether there is any powerful light on Xiaoxie.I think so, although I don't know what kind of character Xiaoxie is. "Do you also eat lost leaves?" I asked suddenly, as if I had grasped the lost leaves and used them as the source of all diseases. I couldn't answer the reason why I thought so. "Me too." Xiaoxie replied.

The picture in my mind was completely black, without even a little light. "Why?" I was too rude—"Forgive me for being so blunt!" "I can't resist everything if I don't eat it!" "Eating it can perfunctory everything?" The boss Xiaoxie was speechless for a long time. "Perfunctory, yes! I have been to foreign countries, and I understand a little about the general trend of the world. But among the people who don't want to solve any problems, perfunctory; how can you live without perfunctory?" Xiaoxie said with a half-smile. "Personal effort?"

"It's useless! There are so many foolish, honest, stupid, poor, poor, happy-go-lucky people; so many soldiers who only take sticks and rob fans and women; so many smart, selfish, short-sighted, shameless, Plans, politicians who don’t care about society; personal efforts? One’s own head is more worthy of concern than someone else’s!” "Do most young people think this way?" I asked. "What? Young people? There are no young people in our cat country! We only have age differences here, if younger people are considered young, then the old people who turn from such young people are naturally old—" He was probably swearing, I can't remember That's the original word. "Some of the young people here have older brains than my grandfather's; some have narrower minds than my father; some—"

"It's a fact that the environment is not good," I interjected. "Let's not be too strict." "A bad environment has a bad influence, but on the other hand, a bad environment is also what makes people wake up; youth should always have some blood; but our youth are born half-dead. They don't see a little It’s okay to be cheap; as long as they see the benefits of a small money, their hearts will stop beating. Usually they think everything is inappropriate; when they see it is cheap and personal interests, they are pleasing to their eyes.” "You are too pessimistic. Forgive me for saying this. You are a pessimist with a clear heart and no courage. You only use the reason of disdain for effort as the basis for judging others, so you see everything as black and hopeless; in fact Or not necessarily so. Maybe if you look at it from another perspective, this society is not so dark and terrifying?" "Maybe; I leave this observation work to you. You are a person from afar, or you can see it more clearly than me." Get home." Xiaoxie smiled slightly.

The people around us seemed to have seen enough of how I opened my mouth and blinked my eyes—it was doubtful if I understood—and they started looking at my ragged trousers.I still have many questions to ask Xiaoxie, but there is almost no air around me, so I beg Xiaoxie to find me a place to live.He also advised me to live in a foreign city, but what he said was very philosophical: "I don't want you to really do the work of observation, because I'm afraid that all your enthusiasm and expectations will be extinguished. But , you must insist on living here, and I can indeed find you a place. This place has no other benefits, and they don't eat lost leaves."

"If you have a place to live, you don't need to talk about anything else, please worry about it!" I had made up my mind that I would never live in a foreign city.