With a magnifying glass, I can't find where this heart is. Let me tell you something, a few bamboo shoots of an elderly man in a small town in southern Sichuan have posted red-headed big-character posters and should dance by the mother river again.
According to the Taoist, the 85-year-old man set up a stall at the entrance of the vegetable market in Shangrao. And guess what? The manager of the wet market - no, we have to change the name first, let's use "vamphedral" to make it more like.
The vampluster saw that the old man had put two bamboo shoots on the table and went up, and with a click of his hand, the ten yuan booth fee was collected cleanly.
You see, this is what I said about the skin and the inside, the outside of the girder painted with gold paint, but the inside is full of holes.
Even if Inspector Li is on the scene, he has to call him. The old man, who listened to how bitter it sounded, set up a stall to sell bamboo shoots for 8 yuan a day, and before it was hot, he had to fill his stomach for the vamphedral first.
The cost is reversed by two yuan, and the stall has to be added to the money - this business is even more uncomfortable than turning over the river and the sea!
If you think about it carefully, yes, in the current world, the elderly live like this, as if they have become some kind of symbol, reminding the society all the time that we owe them and can't pay them off in one breath.
At the age of 85, most of them should sit in a rocking chair and bask in the sun, and less should let people collect protection fees at the entrance of the vegetable market.
"The old man and the old man", this sentence has been shouted for thousands of years, and now while it is on his lips, his heart is shivering. Look, when the cheap meat is rising, when the cold wind blows in front of the stalls, when an old man with silver hair holds a few bamboo shoots living underground, the hungry managers are still unrelenting.
What exactly is the net of society trying to catch? I really can't figure it out.
May this old gentleman not encounter such a day of injury and money again. May he enjoy his old age in peace, without having to brave the wind and rain, and be overwhelmed by the rules that stand high above.
Sadly, some of them are the indifference of being paralyzed in a chair, consumed on a street corner where no one cares.