Spare tires are absolutely important.
And it's absolutely necessary.
But that's only for spare tires.
A real spare tire, of course.
The kind that hangs on the back of the car.
Specific to people, no one wants to be a spare tire.
But the problem is that many times, who is the spare tire, who will become the spare tire, really can not be controlled by themselves.
In this case, what can a spare tire do?
Perhaps, he will do his best to tear off the label of the spare tire on his body.
Cao Wenxuan's "The Fifth Wheel" tells the story of a spare tire.
1. Son
Qingyang Village.
A calm autumn.
Qingyang Village has always been calm.
Sorghum fields, hillsides, woods, there is no place that is not soaked with the peace that should be.
This calm was broken at three o'clock one afternoon.
Four or five policemen, plus four or five strong mountain men, were chasing a man.
A human trafficker.
A trafficker carrying a baby boy under one year old.
It was revealed that the trafficker had stolen someone else's child and was immediately discovered.
This chase and being chased, I don't know how long it has lasted.
By the time they reached Qingyang Village, both sides were exhausted.
"Stop!"
The villagers of Qingyang Village saw that the thief's brave trafficker was not only not frightened, but instead of being agile, he carried the child through a sorghum field behind the village and fled to the mountain.
Two hours later, several Qingyang villagers who participated in the chase returned to the village exhausted.
A look of frustration.
Man, of course, did not catch up.
The child is not from the village, and I don't know which village it is, the villagers should help, although there are still worries, but they can only put aside for the time being, what to do and what to do.
On this day, Wu Gui, a villager herding sheep on the hillside, accidentally picked up a baby boy in the grass.
The villagers immediately understood that it must be the trafficker who was chased in a hurry, and in desperation, lost the baby boy and ran away.
It was Wu Gui who was worried, what should he do with this child now?
I thought someone would come looking for this child, but who knew that after a few days, the shadow would not be seen.
How can this be good?
Someone said, "Wu Gui, don't you think this is providence?" You drink all day, you drink backwards and backwards, you can't tell the difference between north and south, and no woman will want to be your wife. But now you have a child in vain. Is it a male baby, right? Wu Gui, you drunkard who can't drink undead, you have a son without effort! ”
Wu Gui felt very happy.
He raised the baby boy steadily and named him Mozi.
2. Abandonment
Mozi drank the absolutely fresh goat milk squeezed by Wu Gui, and grew up day by day.
Growing up day by day, Mozi is no longer satisfied with following Wu Gui every day, but wants to play with the children of all sizes in the village.
But those children are always reluctant to play with the mill.
The children said that there was a smell of sheep on Mozi's body, which could be smelled from afar.
The children also don't like Mozi's father, and they call Wu Gui an alcoholic.
Although Mozi doesn't drink, who makes him the son of an alcoholic?
The son of an old drunkard should be a little drunkard.
Gradually, Mozi felt himself in this world, as if it were superfluous.
everywhere.
Even when they were in school, the two sat at a table, and when it was his turn, there was no table.
Finally, the principal took matters into his own hands and built a desk for him in the last row of the classroom with bricks and cement.
That desk, which the principal called the strongest desk in the classroom, belonged to Miller ever since.
It belongs to the mill alone.
On that day, the children in the village played the game of "blind catch thieves" together, and as usual, Mozi only stayed on the sidelines to watch.
What Mozi did not expect was that the children actually took the initiative to greet him and let him join the game.
After wondering for a while, Mozi still couldn't resist the temptation to play with the children and walked over happily.
Soon, Mill's eyes were blinded by a dirty cloth.
It seems to be tied very tightly, and the mill has a feeling of dizziness.
The game begins, the sound of chaotic footsteps rings in the ears, and soon calms down again.
According to the rules of the game, Mozi knows that all the thieves are already in place, just waiting for him to catch them.
He stretched out his arms and groped for the thief.
Touch it, a thief can't touch it.
No matter how he changed direction, how hard he tried to touch, the result was still the same.
Mozi soon became dizzy, nauseous, and his body began to sway.
Not at all surprising, he fell.
His body rolled uncontrollably on the ground, and he felt like he was on a slope.
Then, with a "thud" sound, he fell into the water and choked on several sips of water.
Struggling desperately out of the water, Miller forcefully dropped the cloth that had blindfolded his eyes and found himself rolling into the river.
He climbed ashore with difficulty.
What a thief.
The whole heaven and earth seemed to be alone in the air all around.
End
That day, the mill that understood, the wet mill, sat by the river and cried for a long time.
Since then, he no longer wants to play with the children of Qingyang Village.
Mozi finds a new "amusement park".
It was an open-air auto repair shop run by a foreigner on the side of the road.
Mozi slowly gained the privilege of being granted by the owner of the auto repair shop and could play with wheels there at will.
You can even roll the wheels out of the garage and roll wherever he wants to roll.
Including home.
Including in the village.
Later, Principal Lin took a car of children to the city to perform, who had thought that soon after the car drove out, he found that there was a problem with the left front wheel.
So, the dilapidated medium-sized van drove to the auto repair car.
It just so happens that the owner of the auto repair plant went into the city to buy parts, and he would not be able to come back for a while and a half.
When he had no choice, Mozi rolled a wheel of the same size from nowhere and assisted the driver to change it smoothly.
When the van was about to start, Principal Lin, who had already gotten on the bus, stepped out of the car again, put his hand on the shoulder of the grinder, and promised that his school would arrange another small play and give him a role at that time.
Principal Lin also said that he knew that Mozi liked acting.
So, after all the hardships, is Mozi finally accepted by the group around him and returns to normal life?
We don't know.
What we do know is that, as the title of the work, "The Fifth Wheel," shows, all spare tires aspire to one day become regular tires.
Maybe the spare tire doesn't feel it, let alone think like that.
But man is not a spare tire.
Even if you involuntarily become a spare tire, and even slowly accept the identity of your spare tire, you still don't want to carry this label all the time.
A spare tire that does not want to turn positive is not a good spare tire.
No, all spare tires should be treated fairly just like positive tires.
After all, there is no one whose life is not life.
No one's life is born to be ignored and wasted.