C9 (2/2)

”Oh?” I nodded. ”No problem. Why don't you bring a few of your brothers to follow me? We'll directly destroy his house and drag him out in the cold weather. We'll see how many more kicks he can still kick.”

The security guard trembled and quickly took out his phone to look at the time, saying, ”Aiya, I'm sorry.” You see, I have to go on patrol. Say hello to Chairman Liu for our security team. ” After saying that, the security guard ran off like a scammer. Yes, I thought. I can't do that, I can burn some paper.

The snow on the road leading to the old building had been cleaned up. On both sides of the road, three large forklift trucks were parked.

Looking ahead, at the end of the road, there was a small square. A few pavilions had been built there. Judging from the color of the pavilions, they seemed to be very old.

I looked around at the buildings, all of them of the sixties and seventies. The red brick walls, the tarred roof, and the shady side of the building all had a long passageway.

Each door was a wooden door with a big locked nose. At work, people would lock the wooden door with a big lock. Some naughty children would pull on the wooden door while there was no one else in the room, making 'ka ka' sounds. Sometimes, a spare key would drop from the gap in the door. The kind-hearted child picked up the key and mischievously left it downstairs.

In the evening, there would be laughter and laughter coming from the building, and the smell of delicious food, and the laughter of the children turning into crying, and some women in aprons with shovels in one hand and the other around their waists, shouting, ”Stop hitting the children, they are so small, what do you know?”

The past was gone, and the noise of the past was gone. Some of the women in the apron were already sitting up, while others had white hair. Those naive children have also grown up and married. The wooden doors that the children used to carve out were now made of steel, and there was even an iron fence on the outside.

There were fewer and fewer people in the building, but the number of people inside the iron gate was gradually increasing. Time didn't leave anyone with anything, only a seed of an elm that had been sucked into the roof by a violent wind, growing back with great difficulty, silently recording these ordinary and unknown histories.

I know how these old people feel. There are too many of their memories here. It's normal to be separated.” Entering the small Xu's grocery store, I saw a 70-80 year old old man sitting on a wooden rocking chair. He had a pair of reading glasses on his eye sockets and a magnifying glass in his hand.

I, on the other hand, respected the elderly very much. After sitting there for such a long time, he must be tired, so I walked up to his back and stretched out my hand to help him lower his shoulders.

I glanced at the newspaper from the corner of my eye and saw that the paper was yellowing, and the layout was not quite the same as it was today. It was a People's Daily. In the upper right-hand corner of the newspaper was an excerpt from Chairman Mao's speech. The headline of the newspaper was printed in large red letters: Our country's first atomic bomb has been detonated successfully.

My god, this is a newspaper from forty years ago, but this old man is currently reading it with relish. I increased the force of my hand a little as I pressed on it and asked, ”Old grandpa, why are you still reading this newspaper after so long?”

”Sigh!” The old man sighed and said, ”Now that this newspaper is fake, what's there to look at?”

I helplessly shook my head. In this mystical country, it was really fake. It was really fake, and the reports were just blindly reporting on whether it was real or fake. The people didn't have the time to talk about these issues anyway.

I continued, ”Yes, that was the time!”

”Hahaha.” The old tutor laughed heartily and said, ”What's the point of being sincere? At that time, people were even more stupid, treating everything as if it was real. They still don't have a temper, unlike now, where everyone is smart. ”

I was a little speechless and asked, ”Old grandpa, since it's fake, why don't you take a look?” I spoke in a childish tone, deliberately drawing closer to him.

However, the old man said, ”Sigh, a person with his neck buried in loess. Just think about it.”

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt terrible inside. If I were Grandpa Xu's age, what would I do? Maybe I won't live to be his age? After all, my occupation is such that my life is in danger at any moment. I suddenly recalled what Liao Mengfann had told me before: ”I will die, and you will die as well.”