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The bus is still driving slowly and wobbly;
The people inside also swayed along with it, like a pendulum, lifelessly repeating itself according to a certain fixed frequency;
Congsheng,
Shake,
To death.
Zhou Ze stood beside the old man, holding on to the upper handrail. There were quite a few people around, but there wasn't too much pressure. After all, they were all made of paper.
The old man raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said apologetically:
"I have bad legs and feet, I have rheumatism."
Zhou Ze nodded.
"Although I know it won't hurt now because I'm dead, but seeing the heavy rain outside, it still seems to hurt again."
The old man looked at the pouring rain outside the window, his eyes revealed the color of reminiscence.
? Old rheumatism has been with me for many years, from torment at the beginning, to numbness, and finally to habit;
Until the day when I become a ghost after death,
It has become a remembrance again.
The bus has arrived,
Zhou Ze and Xiao Luoli each escorted a girl out of the car.
The bus drove away again slowly, a car full of paper dolls, and a privileged old man.
Zhou Ze remembered news reports that old people need to weave bamboo baskets to supplement their household expenses. A family needs an old man in his seventies to support himself by weaving bamboo baskets, which is enough to show how poor the family is.
Although the local government has also given several pensions, which can at least allow the elderly's family to live smoothly, it seems that it is not enough.
"What are you thinking about?"
Little Lolita asked as she stood under the bus platform and watched the pouring rain outside.
"I'm thinking about crowdfunding."
"Um?"
"A while ago, something happened to Dr. Lin's hospital. An older brother took advantage of his sister's car accident and slandered the hospital for not paying money or treating illnesses, and initiated crowdfunding on the Internet.
In fact, from a personal emotional point of view, it is even more necessary for people like the old man in the car to be crowdfunded. "
"uh-huh."
"Too many people are sick, too many people are miserable, whether it's true or not, exaggerated or not, honestly, I'm numb anyway.
? In my previous life, someone in the circle of friends sent news of crowdfunding for medical treatment, and I would donate a little bit. Later, there were too many such crowdfunding, and I was really too lazy to deal with it.
But this kind of people who sacrificed and paid for righteousness have done things that ordinary people dare not do. For most ordinary people, donating to such people is more proactive.
Most people are weak. If you can pay and encourage more brave people to stand up and be willing to put down their burdens and concerns to protect everyone, it is really not a loss. "
"My lord boss, I think you have to think about another thing when you are sentimental."
"What?"
"That's how we go back now, the rain is really heavy."
Little Lolita said very depressed.
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? When the two returned to Liu Chuyu's home,
What Liu Chuyu who opened the door saw,
It's four drowned chickens.
The little Lolita yelled to take a shower and blow dry her hair first, and then she could only watch Zhou Ze resentfully as she walked into the bathroom first without saying a word. Shouted to Zhou Ze:
"A man without style!"
"I'll take a shower first. When you go in, the temperature in the bathroom will be very warm. I'm afraid you will freeze."
Little Loli froze for a moment, and immediately said: "This is summer! Also, don't be so disgusting, okay, no wonder you have been a bachelor in your last life!"
? If the little loli is really just a little loli, I guess she really likes it, but in fact, according to the little loli, what kind of storms and waves haven't my mother seen back then?
Waiting for the little loli to come out of the shower,
All three of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room.
There are two boxes of biscuits on the coffee table,
It can be seen that when Zhou Ze and Xiao Luoli went out, Liu Chuyu, who was alone at home and injured, was really struggling with food.
He believed it, and only the bitterness is the chicken soup of the Master,
And I feel that Zhou Ze and Xiao Luoli are the kind of people with great perseverance, and they can eat normally only after overcoming the rejection of the soul to the feeling of eating.
It is similar to a kind of penance.
 Ze sat down across from him.
The man was wearing a blue sportswear, and after sitting there, he ordered a pot of tea casually, staring at the temple outside the door.
To be honest, sitting here drinking tea is purely suffering. Ordinary tea drinkers come here and feel that watching the temple and drinking tea is quite artistic, and then listening to the bell, I feel that I am a little sublimated.
But for Boss Zhou, every time the bell rang, he felt uncomfortable, even uncomfortable.
But this feeling is also a kind of reverse comfort, just like the old man on the Yin car said, when the pain is really gone, I will miss it instead.
Take a sip of bitter tea,
Frowning again and shaking his body,
Gently suck in a breath of cool air,
Can actually taste the pleasure of masochism,
Wonderful,
Unspeakable.
Drink a cup of tea, it is quite delicious.
I refilled myself another cup of tea,
Pick up the teacup,
Smell the aroma of bitter tea,
The bell rang again,
The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, causing faint ripples.
bow your head again,
Take a sip,
The slight pain on the body and the bitterness between the lips and teeth,
Complement each other.
only,
When Boss Zhou was about to lower his head for a second sip,
However, it was unexpectedly found that,
The middle-aged man who just came in sitting opposite him,
His hand holding the teacup,
Actually trembling slightly.
Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously,
after awhile,
The next bell was much louder than the previous one. It is estimated that the novice who rang the bell used all his strength as the last bell.
"Boom!"
Zhou Ze took a deep breath,
The brain was dizzy for a while,
However, he still held the teacup firmly.
The middle-aged man sitting opposite Zhou Ze let out a muffled groan, and then shook his body violently. He almost fell to the ground, and even threw the teacup in his hand.
"Snapped!"
Throw out the tea,
Splashed directly on Zhou Ze's face.
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