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Strange Dream Notes 013: A Group of Fours

On heavy snow days, the snow is thick enough to reach people's calves. I walked alone in the snow, step by step into a deep pit.

In the snow, I met two old men, they were "oil sellers" and "charcoal sellers". These two "Wengs" in the Chinese textbook actually appeared in my dream at the same time.

"Old man, you're brothers, aren't you?" If you look like that, you have to do business together," I said.

The two men looked at each other. Yi Weng said, "Actually, I don't know what happened, all of a sudden, I appeared here with this old brother." On this stormy and snowy day, there is no shadow, where is there business to do? Whoops, whoops!"

I looked around, and indeed, it was a clearing in the woods, snowy, and there were no dog footprints except for the three of us.

"The shops in the city, nine out of ten. People are hiding in their homes and don't come out. I walked around the city and felt like I was in a ghost town, and there was no fireworks at all! The charcoal seller complained, "In previous years, at the end of the year, it was the best time for business, and I went into the city for a morning, and two pieces of charcoal were sold out!" ”

"Same sorrow! I can't sell my oil without making a fire. It is said that it is healthier to stir-fry without oil, and I think it is just self-deception. There are also those who persuade people to eat vegetarians, and their bones will collapse sooner or later! The oil seller sighed, helpless, his tone was obviously angry, and his face looked even paler against the background of the snow.

The oil seller was originally a little famous small Internet celebrity, the performance of "only hand familiar" once made people marvel, this unique skill made his oil sales increase significantly, and often received various invitations to activities, inviting him to do the interlude performance. Walking the cave increased visibility and extra money, and at one point his days were very moist. Not long ago, the oil seller registered his own brand and was ready to start a business.

But the heavy snow that could not be stopped seemed to freeze the city forever and freeze it into an ice-carved castle. Almost everyone is hiding in their own huts, cutting back on food and clothing, reducing expenditure, and fighting cold and frost. The landlord's family was in a solid warehouse, afraid of people grabbing food, hired more thugs and bodyguards, and a dozen large wolfhounds guarded the door. Among the strong young people, they can go to the landlord's house to apply, try their luck, and see if there is an eye edge to be picked, otherwise, the only way is to consume as few calories and resources as possible.

"Then why don't you sell oil and charcoal to the landlords?" The needs of their family should be great, right? I asked curiously.

"It's as simple as yours!" The landlord's family has been self-sufficient for someone to squeeze oil. I sell oil to him? They don't want it, or use this or that excuse to press the lowest price, that is equivalent to me giving it away in vain, honoring them! The oil seller said indignantly.

I'm shallow. Indeed, what is there that the landlord's house does not have? Not to rob the poor of things is already very generous. There are rich and unkind people who still have too little money, and who still have too little to grab the little grain that the poor need to save their lives, it is really called - "fishing the steel hammer into the pocket of the beggar".

"Boy, what are you doing for a living?" The old man asked me.

I couldn't answer. Actually, I don't know how I got here? It was as if I had been thrown into a movie before I was completely unprepared, and the memories of the past had been erased. The shape is only a single shadow, empty hands, nothing, it seems that even the charcoal seller and the oil seller are not as good.

"Fortunately, you are still young, you can go to the landlord's house and see if they need long-term work?" The old man suggested so.

But the current situation is that I am cold and hungry, hungry, and in desperate need of warmth and food. Empty-handed, hungry and cold, this situation is really unbearable. When the two old men saw that I was so pitiful, and that their charcoal and oil could not be sold anyway, they suggested that it was better to find a place together and build a fire for warmth!

There is oil, there is charcoal, and it is a good idea to pour the oil on the charcoal and the fire will burn more vigorously and longer. But the question arises again: how do you light a fire? There is no ready-made open fire, we need matches to light the fire, can't we always drill wood for fire like primitive people?

Suddenly, my mind flashed and I remembered a man - a little girl selling matches. She is also a poor person, and the matches cannot be sold anyway, and there are similarities with the situation of the old man, which should be the same as the disease. Oil, charcoal, matches, with these three things, we can huddle together for warmth, so that the little girl who sells matches may not freeze to death.

Neither the oil seller nor the charcoal seller knew the little girl who sold matches, and when they listened to my jane's talk about the situation, they anxiously said, "Oh, this baby girl is so pitiful, let's go and find her, lest she be frozen to death!" ”

I said, "No, old man, this girl is in Europe!" ”

Of course, the old man did not know where Europe was, and asked me how to get there? How long does it take to get there? I couldn't explain it to them, but I couldn't tell him the truth: if I relied on two legs, I was afraid that I would die and wouldn't be able to reach it.

Since it is a dream, then time and space travel can be achieved, and watching me exert a force, Qiankun moved a lot, and was about to light the little girl who sold matches to keep warm, and "pounced" and fell into our picture.

A little girl with matches. An old man with two quintals of charcoal. There was also an old man with two barrels of oil. And I, empty-handed, are good at being young and strong.

So the four of us, who had nothing to do with each other and could not imagine being friends, came together because of a non-stop snowfall, formed a strange small group, and in the season of heavy snow and frost damage, built a fire and hugged together to keep warm.

【Cloud Original】

Strange Dream Notes 013: A Group of Fours

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