In ancient times, there was a single stick. One day, Guanggun was walking on the road and saw an old man squatting on the ground and unable to get up. "Uncle, let me help you up." The old man glanced at the bare stick. "Aren't you afraid that I said you hit me?" Guanggun tickled his lips and smiled, "Uncle you said laughing, I have nothing, there is nothing to be afraid of, and there is nothing to lose." ”
The old man nodded, "Okay, then you can help me up." If you are really kind, then you will be a good person to do it to the end and help me go home. ”
"I'm idle and bored, and it's good to be with Uncle all the way, but where is your home, Uncle?"
When it was almost dark, the single stick finally sent home to the uncle, but the uncle's house was really too big, which made the light look stunned.
"Uncle, I really didn't expect you to be so rich." You see you're wearing such rags, I thought you and I were the same kind.
Alas, you rich people are really low-key. You see I've been wearing such a good dress for months, just to support the façade.
I don't wear any old clothes in my house. I'm afraid people will say I'm poor. ”
No sooner had the bare stick's voice fallen than a servant came to the door.
"Lord, you're back and killing me."
"Don't worry, didn't I come back?" You see I also brought a friend. ”
The old man pointed to the bare stick, "This child is honest, I like it." Like me when I was very young. Are you hungry, kid? ”
The bare stick touched his dry stomach, "Uncle, don't hide from you, I haven't eaten for a day and a night, I'm so hungry." ”
The old man hurriedly instructed the servant to bring all the delicious food and drink.
Singles are dying of bare sticks.
"Son, you and I will sleep in the same room tonight."
"Uncle, this is not appropriate, my feet seem to have a peculiar smell." I'm afraid of smoking you. ”
"It's all right, let's go take a bath in a moment and take a good shower." I'm not afraid, I'm waiting for you in the house. ”
Guanggun thought to himself, does this old man have any special habits?
Such a large house, the number of guest rooms alone is estimated to be ten, why should he sleep with him?
Some ominous premonitions and fearful speculations crept into the heart, and the single stick became uneasy.
But after taking a bath, driven by curiosity, Guanggun still went to the old man's bedroom.
"Uncle, are you asleep?" Guanggun asked softly at the door.
"Come in, I'm waiting for you."
The next morning, when Guanggun woke up, he found that Uncle Had not woken up for a long time.
"What did you do to my grandfather?" The moment the servant rushed in, he let out a terrible scream.
"Poor old man, you must have killed you, go fast, I will take you to the official now."
The bare stick stood motionless. Just gently shake the suicide note in your hand.
"That's the evidence, don't talk nonsense."
The servant took the suicide note and looked at it, and the tears could not help but fall.
It turned out that the old man missed the deceased lady and did not want to live alone in the world anymore, so he left the inheritance to the single stick.
The old man said that The Singles was the only heir he could trust.
This story is adapted from Folk Tales. Human encounters are often like this, and the trap that others originally thought was probably your greatest luck in this life.
