Chapter 61 second chance

On his sixty-fifth birthday, Oscar Brown pushed his wife down the stairs, killing her. He probably wouldn't have done it if he hadn't found the old yellowing book he'd found cleaning out the attic the day before. The name of that book is very strange, called "The Formula of Miraculous Medicine". When Oscar was flipping through the yellowed book, a title caught his attention: "The formula that can make your life change miraculously." In this weird book Below the title, is a recipe that surprised Oscar with ingredients that can be found in any pantry.Below the recipe, there is an important note: "Drink this recipe only after you get rid of the person or thing that bores you. You should mix all the ingredients and drink it. Then a miracle will happen and you You will get what you deserve from life."

Oscar thought the note was a joke: If you got rid of someone or something that bored you, why would you need this recipe?However, Oskar remembered that the house where he and his wife lived had been owned by an old woman who was said to have been hanged for witchcraft.Oscar kept repeating the line: "The miracle will happen..." If he hadn't wandered into the park the next day, he might have forgotten about it. It was his birthday that day.He is sixty-five years old and dying; he sits in the park and looks sadly at lovers walking in the sun, the young man's arm around the young girl's slender waist; he hears the girl's sensuality before kissing laughter.

The cruel contrast between his wife and the young girls in the park was too much for him to bear. Nadine always wore a high-necked feather silk dress.At night, in their bedroom, she was fully dressed, and she always put on a long flannel nightgown under which she began to undress.She always wakes up half an hour before dawn every day, shakes Oscar awake, and then starts nagging and accusing the sins of the world, nagging until he goes to bed at nine o'clock in the evening.She kept the house spotless and asked him to do it for her.She takes special care to clean the keyhole.Oscar finds this behavior symbolic and is dismayed.

So Oscar sat in the park, looked at those young lovers, realized that his youth was gone, and couldn't help but shed tears of self-pity.He deserved the girls and didn't.He had never received a passionate hug from a young girl, never heard a young girl moan passionately, all because he married Nadine for money at the age of twenty-five. When he finally walked home, his heart ablaze with desire, he pushed his wife down the stairs. Before reporting his wife's accident to the police, he prepared a potion according to the recipe in the old book, and drank it. The potion was a bit salty to drink.

In the beginning, apart from finding out that I was really rich, no miracles happened at all. He married Nadine for money, but after getting married, he found that Nadine was very attached to the money. That money is only now in his hands.Besides, he had worked hard for forty years, and Nadine had saved all the money he earned.Nadine is very frugal and rarely uses money except for daily expenses. So, now he found that he got more than one million yuan at once. For a whole month, it seemed that this money was what Oscar earned for his life of suffering. However, at this moment, the miracle began.

His hair was slowly turning from gray to brown.His limbs began to move.His appetite is getting better and better.The glasses he was wearing started to blur and eventually the ophthalmologist advised him to take them off.He did so and found that he had regained the good eyesight of his youth. His expectations were getting higher and higher, and he couldn't wait, but he took great control and waited patiently until his third tooth erupted from his upper gum. He is getting younger! This of course posed a problem for him, but he had a solution.Before anyone could notice the change in him, he quietly left his hometown for an inn five hundred miles away, where he formulated a plan which has been steadfastly carried out ever since. stand up.

He and Nadine had lived a rigid life for forty years, and now he decided to erase those forty years until he was twenty-five years old, when he would find or buy a silly, beautiful blond girl, have fun with her. He would have to marry the blonde, because only in this way could he have her to himself; but, he felt, there was nothing wrong with marrying a mistress instead of a wife. But he should avoid detection.If the world knew that he was getting a year younger every six months, they might be interested in him.The government could lock him up in a house with barbed wire around it, and then no blonde would come to see him unless she bought a ticket to see him.Of course, a blonde wouldn't marry him, no matter how stupid she was, if she knew he'd be small enough to need her to change his diaper by their silver wedding anniversary.

So Oscar moves every six months, switching his possessions from one bank to another. He was alone all the time, but not because of Nadine, in those quiet rooms where he sat as he retreated from sixty-five to sixty, fifty-five, fifty, Excited, sometimes muttering to himself about what he would do once he was twenty-five again. As he approached his thirties, he found it hard not to flirt with girls; as he passed his thirties and entered his twenties, the devil kept whispering in his ear that there was nothing wrong with starting a few years earlier relation.However, Oscar Brown knew that it was difficult for a person to act unswervingly according to the established policy, and he should not destroy his original plan.

So, for later enjoyment, he lived a life of asceticism like a lover. When he was twenty-six and a half years old, he rushed to New York in a hurry, rented an apartment on Park Avenue, and rushed to Manhattan at dusk before even unpacking his luggage. He won't be abstinent tonight. Most twenty-six-year-olds who crave sexual pleasure think that all they need is love, but that's because they don't understand human nature.Oscar has studied human nature for eighty-five years, and he clearly knows that lovers who don't spend money are not welcome. So during those six months, Oscar was spending money.He spent his money on nightclubs and high fashion stores, on fancy food and expensive drinks, on expensive clothes for expensive brunettes.

He was looking for the brunette for practice, because his twenty-fifth birthday was coming up. Finally, he finally went to find his blonde, whom he found among the strippers at the Wayfarers nightclub.Her name was Gloria, and she fell in love with him as soon as she saw his wallet. She was your usual poor girl.Her father was a drunkard, her mother a washerwoman, and had many lovers. She has many siblings.In her native town, decent people looked down on her. "I think I'm a dreamer," she said. "I want to live a good life." So she hitchhiked to New York. "I wanted a better life," she said.

According to Oscar's observation, she did find it. She was with men who spent money like money, participated in crazy dance parties, ate, drank and had fun, drunk and dreamed. Oscar had never met a better man-pleaser than Gloria. So on his twenty-fifth birthday, Oscar married her. The next morning, she surprised him. She returned her hair to its original brown color. "I'm finally a decent person," she said. From her trousseau she took out many ugly, poor-quality clothes. She made it a rule to go to bed at nine o'clock in the evening, and she was not allowed to drink strong alcohol at home. She checked his books and announced that from now on, she was in charge of the money. She told him that he should find a good job and work hard. "I know you're rich, but you can't waste your life," she said. He asked for a divorce, and she said it was unseemly, and he'd better not think about it, because she wouldn't give him a reason for it, and she wasn't that kind of girl anymore. From the day he married her, Oscar, like everyone else, began to grow old again. That recipe, as it promised, gave him what he deserved. He lived with Gloria for another forty years.