disappearing gold

Where did Cheng Fei go?

Most people who win the lottery spend the first half of their lives in loneliness and poverty. After the surprise of winning the lottery has passed, most of the things they can think of are things that are currently in extremely short supply.

Cheng Fei didn't win the lottery, but when all the gold was in his pocket, he inexplicably felt like he had won the lottery.

After spending 800 yuan on renting a house, he felt a little regretful. He told the landlord that he would stay for a month, but that was just a way for him to hide his true itinerary.

Although the gold was not in his hands, he often felt like he was holding a hot potato. He could not sleep at night and dreamed that he was eating in a restaurant, and as soon as he was served, the police suddenly broke in and arrested him. What's worse is that I haven't tasted the delicious food yet and my stomach is still empty.

He also dreamed that he was taking a bath in a luxury hotel, but the police suddenly broke in and took him away. The worst part was that he didn't have time to put on his clothes and was still naked.

He is incomparable to someone who actually wins the lottery.

The gold he got cannot be used up yet, let alone see the light of day. He knew deeply that the gold could not be exposed.

The old house had long been reduced to ruins, and Cheng Fei urgently needed to rebuild it into a rural villa. He misses those childhood days in the old house and the happy days with Song Xiaofan that will never come back. But he couldn't exchange all the gold, it would be too dangerous.

He urgently needs to buy a commercial building with full payment, hoping to get Chen Hui's change of heart again, and at the same time, he should enjoy the feeling of living in a commercial building. But he can't do that suddenly, otherwise it will arouse others' suspicion.

In the old house, the green tiles covered with moss, the straw broken into powder, and the rotten wood were all lying quietly on the ground. A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it the unique fragrance of flowers in the forest. He was a little intoxicated, as if he was overpowering after drinking mellow old wine and was about to fall asleep.

An old locust tree in front of the yard is old, but it is about to bloom. Strings of buds hang down from the trees, delicate and cute, and they will bloom soon.

Sophora japonica flowers bloom every year, but people are not always there.

He remembered that when he was a child, his mother often told him folktales under this tree, about a woman who did bad things, was lazy and did not work in the fields all day long. The family does not raise a cow, let alone a chicken, and can only dig wild vegetables to eat all day long.

The woman began to sneak around, and was not discovered by the villagers at first, so she felt complacent, thinking that no one knew.

But God knows and earth knows that she knows, only others don't know.

One day, she was caught stealing an old hen from the next village.

There were four sons in that family. Their parents had fallen ill, and all the hard labor in the family was shouldered by the four sons. Although I work hard every day, I earn very little money. The money is simply not enough to treat my parents’ illnesses, and I can barely make ends meet for my family.

They are very angry and have bad tempers.

Suddenly I heard someone stealing a chicken, and I immediately caught the woman. The younger son had the worst temper and directly asked for support from his family members, saying that he would beat this man to death.

The woman quickly begged and was willing to work at his house for half a year to pay off the debt, just to keep her alive.

Because this old hen is the oldest project in the family, she lays two eggs every day, which is just enough for her parents to eat. It is no exaggeration to say that the lives of parents depend on these two eggs.

But the woman still did not repent, thinking about how to escape every day. In this way, she quietly saved a sum of money every day.

Taking advantage of a rainy night, everyone fell asleep in their sleep. The wind howled like a ghost screaming. The flowers and leaves are flying, like martial arts masters competing with swords.

In the middle of the night, the wind finally stopped and the rain dropped. She ran out the door holding the little money. As soon as she ran under a big tree on a hill, a thunder flower suddenly exploded in the sky. Lightning struck the big tree, and the fire that shot into the sky scorched the tree. The smell of burning instantly filled the rainy night. The woman was startled and wanted to run away in a hurry. But the tree fell instantly, hitting her head hard.

The next day, the family's youngest son went up the mountain to take a look and found out that the woman had taken away all his family's money.

Because she was already dead on the ground, the money in her arms had long been taken away by someone passing by.

When my parents heard about this, they were furious.

After hearing this story, Cheng Fei asked his mother: "Mom, this woman is so bad. I won't be a bad person until I grow up."

His mother touched his head and said, "Okay, our Xiaofei will always be a good person."

Thinking of this, Cheng Fei burst into tears. This is the first time in so many years to re-examine this story and revisit this philosophical story.

Now, he has become a bad person like a bad woman, unworthy of anyone's sympathy, and will make his dead mother feel cold.

The fence in front of the door was put up by my mother on a sunny afternoon. He was still young at the time and followed his mother to help deliver firewood.

A piece of wood accidentally pierced his finger. He cried out in pain for a long time, "Mom, my finger hurts!"

"What's wrong, be good, mom, take a look." His mother loved him, immediately dropped what she was doing, and ran over to help him pull out the thorns.

Now that I think about it, my mother's young smiling face looked so bright in the sun. At that time, she was wearing a pair of earrings and a skirt. Jianyang was the beautiful mother everyone loved on the street.

The scenes of life spent with my mother flashed before my eyes one by one, like frames treasured in memory. He rarely takes it out and looks back at it, because since he was a child, he has only lived with his mother for a handful of times, because he is afraid of touching the sadness in his heart, because his mother will never come back to him.

The more he thought of those past events, the more painful he felt.

His mother died unjustly and early, and while he was still in his prime, he unintentionally became the murderer of his mother.

I don’t know how to continue living like this?

Even if his family builds a house, even if he marries Chen Hui and returns home, will he be happy?

When his old friend suddenly appeared, when gold suddenly poured into his arms, he experienced great joys and sorrows in his life, and he suddenly felt inexplicable sadness at this moment.

He suddenly didn't know if it was worth it. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he would always think of Song Xiaofan's shockingly ugly face.

He was afraid that one day he would end up like him, and that he would have to hide his face and become a mouse living in the darkness, so that he could safely cross the street without being yelled at or beaten by everyone.

Cheng Fei didn't have time to ask Song Xiaofan if he ever regretted it.

When he escaped from Sweetheart Street, he suddenly understood that his life was the same as that of his brothers - like a mouse living in the darkness, never seeing the light, never having beauty and sunshine to speak of.

Why did it suddenly become like this?

Cheng Fei's tears welled up again. He wanted to find a place to hide forever!