After finishing the candy gourd, Ye Duhong walked in a deep alley. There was a line of sky above his head. Ye Duhong doesn't know why, he always likes the sky. When he sees others, he says that he likes the sky, perhaps because he likes fantasy, only the sky can hold so many imaginations. The narrow sky Ye Duhong saw for the first time, he looked up and walked, admiring the sky here.
Ye Duhong felt slimy on his right foot and thought it was stepping on shit. Looking down, it turned out to be a sweet potato in a white bag. This sweet potato was cold, and Ye Duhong stepped on it, sticking to the ground. Ye Duhong found an old man kneeling beside the sweet potato. The old man was wrapped in a turban, and his face was vicissitudes. Ye Duhong stepped on his dinner. Ye Duhong was so embarrassed, he smiled at the old man and said sorry. Ye Duhong wanted to give the old man some money, but he was penniless. He can't just leave like this, otherwise the old man's heart will be hurt. Ye Duhong squatted down and talked to the old man. He asked the old man why he was kneeling here. The old man said that he had three sons and two daughters who had grown up and lived a good life. They abandoned the old man because he was too old for them.The old man wants to have a meal, have no way, kneel on the ground beg. Ye Duhong showed that he was penniless, but he still had to pay for stepping on sweet potatoes. Ye Duhong figured out a way to kneel down and ask for money. When the money was enough, he would buy a sweet potato for the old man.
Ye Duhong found a clean place, knelt down like the old man and asked the passers-by for money. It was dark, and many people walked in front of Ye Duhong, not giving Ye Duhong a penny. At this time, Ye Duhong could realize the difficulty of being a beggar. The world is rich, but this richness has nothing to do with real beggars. People are happy, but this happiness has nothing to do with real beggars. Everyone is laughing, but this laughter has nothing to do with real beggars, everyone is lively, but this lively has nothing to do with real beggars. Ye Duhong started to look up at the world, looking at everyone on the road, as if a thick wall was built around Ye Duhong, the outside was warm and the inside was cold. Ye Duhong looked at the old man not far away, Ye Duhong knew that it was a real beggar. That old man, how indifferent his eyes were, how dazzled his hair, and how shabby his clothes were. Ye Duhong was immersed in the breath conveyed by the appearance of the old man, and only heard a soft sound. Ye Duhong regained consciousness, and a big bill appeared in front of him. This bill was so new. Ye Duhong looked up and saw a white, clean and gentle face. This is a girl who smiles and passes warmth. Ye Duhong also smiled, and the girl turned away. Ye Duhong's heart is surging, such a girl is a rich girl, her shape, her figure, her face, her temperament, and her manners are all first-class, all seductive and all moving. Yes, how happy it is to be friends with such a girl, and to hug her. However, the girl gradually disappeared at the end of the road after turning around.
Ye Duhong looked up at the sky, and small drops of water fell from the sky. Alas, it began to rain. Ye Duhong quickly picked up the money and went to the roasted sweet potato stall on the side to buy three hot sweet potatoes. He took the sweet potatoes and came to the old man to give them to the old man. But at this time, Ye Duhong found that the old man was nibbling on the sweet potato he had just stepped on. Ye Duhong shuddered in his heart. He hurriedly stuffed sweet potatoes into the old man's arms and said sorry.
It was late and it was a light rain. Ye Duhong wanted the old man to go back. Of course, the old man was willing to go back to the old house to sleep. However, the rain on this day can create more tragic colors. I was still kneeling here on a rainy day, and certainly won sympathy and received a great reward. But the old man did not expect that there were few people on the rainy day, and even no one was on the road. Who would give alms to him? After Ye Duhong's persuasion, the old man finally got up and walked deep into the alley, step by step.
Ye Duhong walked in the alley, and when he heard the rain, he accelerated his pace. The hotel not far away seemed gentle in Ye Duhong's vision, where there were soft pillows, soft quilts, and comfortable beds. After begging for a little while, Ye Duhong got a big piece of money. He can not only return sweet potatoes to the old man, but also use the rest of the money to stay in the hotel. It's beautiful.
Came to the hotel, Ye Duhong asked the price of the room. The front desk staff told Ye Duhong the room type. There was a room that attracted Ye Duhong's attention. Although this room is similar to other rooms, it can have a right. Guests living in this room can listen to books for free. This evoked Ye Duhong's interest. When Ye Duhong was in Guyu Town, he heard a homeless man tell a story. It's a long time ago. Ye Duhong really didn't listen to the story for a longtime. He decided to choose the room where he could listen to books for free. After paying the money, Ye Duhong went up the stairs.
In the pure room, Ye Duhong went to take a hot bath, came out in his pajamas, and walked to the place where the story was told. When he came to a door, the door was open, and Ye Duhong pushed the door in. Ooh, there were a lot of people listening to the book.In twos and threes, there was a pile here and a handful there, and everyone listened attentively to the storyteller on the podium under the light.
Ye Duhong listened attentively. It turned out that the storyteller told a story about a romance. The story involves some characters, including heroes of the Free Army and heroes of the Red Army. Yes, the storyteller is talking about the world today. The storyteller's language cadenced and the wonderful story came. Ye Duhong found a comfortable seat and devoted himself to listening like everyone else.
This storyteller, when talking about free soldiers, has more words of praise, and when talking about red soldiers, there are more words of derogation. Ye Duhong listened carefully under the stage, and the more he listened to it, the more wrong it became. When the storyteller spoke ill of the soldiers in red clothes again, he felt like a needle in his heart. The storyteller also said that the Red Army provoked war, which led to unsafe life for the people. Many people became prostitutes because of the war, and many became beggars because of the war. Then the storyteller said that he had seen a beggar who was disgusting. The beggar sat in the square, surrounded by people's abandoned rubbish, he was old, his legs were old, his knees were rotten, his bones were broken, his bones were full of maggots, and the storyteller made nauseous movements when he talked about the key points.
Ye Duhong yelled, rushed to the stage, and asked the storyteller if he had conscience. Ye Duhong wanted to talk to the storyteller about his conscience. Obviously, the Free Army started the war and maimed the people, how did it become the Red Army? When it comes to beggars, beggars are worthy of sympathy, not for ridicule. For beggars, the public must maintain sympathy, and as beggars, maintain self-reliance. Ye Duhong argued with the storyteller in wonderful language, causing the storyteller to admit his mistake. The audience heard Ye Duhong's words and thought Ye Duhong was right. They applauded Ye Duhong enthusiastically.