Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Last night Long Xiaoyun explained that he didn't go to bed until midnight.

Mu Han got up very early the next day. When he went to the alley to take out the rubbish, I saw someone looking for something in the rubbish pile. I thought that some valuables were missing.

Later I learned that he was looking for some old newspapers, cardboard, wine bottles, etc.! There are also people who want to sell it to the ragged ones. Mu Han still doesn't understand. Does it look so poor?

It was only later that Mu Han slowly learned that this looks very poor, but in fact some of the very wealthy are all country folks!

It turns out that there is a lot of land in this area, where I worked hard since I was a child, raising a few children and growing up. When the children grow up, they will go abroad to study, leaving only this lonely old man!

The pace of the city is a bit like a car sprinting, all the way from east to west, from west to east, driving over. At that time, when real estate was at its peak, the cultivated land was also increasing day by day.

It has risen to an astronomical figure that even the landlord is dumbfounded. From time to time, profiteers from the land come to him and persuade him to sell the land house so that he can enjoy his old age.

The landlord used to insist on cultivating the land for a simple reason, "What do you want to do when you sell the land?" But he couldn't help the land around him.

High-rise buildings surrounded him domineeringly. In the end, he almost couldn't see the sun from the outside when he stood in the ground. With a year of hard work, he could barely make a living.

The landlord said to Mu Han, "Should not sell the land to the construction company to build it!" According to estimates, the landlord’s land can be used to build two seven-story buildings.

There are 28 households in each of the four rooms, and he is assigned to the third floor of a building alone, with a total of six households.

The current price of these buildings is close to 3 million yuan per household, which means that its real estate is close to 20 million yuan.

At that time, Mo Han was very surprised. He couldn't believe that the old man in old clothes and slippers was the owner of half of the building.

He rented out the entire house to others, each with a household income of 15,000 yuan, and his monthly income was nearly 100,000 yuan!

Our landlord does not live in his own house, but spends two thousand yuan a month to rent a low-rise bungalow in the opposite building.

The interior is dark and dim, only about 5 square meters in size. I thought that the landlord was not used to high-rise buildings. Later I realized that it was to save money. He said, "It's enough to live alone!"

What’s even stranger is that I wanted to hire a building manager during the security period, but the landlord refused to know the consequences.

Later, Mu Han realized that he wanted to be an administrator, so the administrator handed it over to him, because half of this large building belonged to him!

The landlord did not have the opportunity to be educated in the old days. Except for counting money very well, he didn’t know one big word.

One day he came to my house and knocked on the door and said he wanted to ask me for help.

Originally, I wanted Mu Han to help him write an application for a first-level civilian. I don’t know where I heard about it. People without a job can apply for social subsidies from the city’s Zhengfu!

Mu Han couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and said to the landlord, "If you are also a first-class civilian, then we will all go to the street to be beggars," the landlord dispelled the idea of ​​being a first-class civilian!

Speaking of it, our landlord was not wrong, but the sudden change in society made him unintentionally adapt.

Because of his frugal life in the past fifty or sixty years, it is impossible to say that he is reluctant to spend money. Sometimes it is useless!

Lost the land, every day is like a ghost, picking up sellable qualifications in the garbage dump,

At night, I brought a chair and sat next to the road on the right bank, fanning a paper fan, especially in summer, I would sit all night long.

Sometimes Mu Han went home at night and saw the thin and long black shadow in the corner, just like opening an old photo album from the last era!

Look at the different levels of people living in this building, some of them are rich people who are hidden.

Some are urban villagers who are struggling to sustain themselves. Although they are all in the same city and in the same alley, their lives are different.

Sometimes Mu Han can also appreciate the essence of the life of the neighbors in this alley, and sometimes he seems to know that living in this alley makes people feel helpless!

This is what Mo Han couldn't help but sigh, the life of the people in the alley can also be seen in essence.

People are struggling with life and walking in the city. In fact, it is like walking in a photo album on a book shelf, sometimes in black and white. After turning a few pages, I suddenly saw a color!

Mu Han sighed. At this moment, he was lightly patted behind his back! Looking back and discovering that it was Long Xiaoyun, Mu Han smiled!

So Long Xiaoyun pulled Mu Han up and walked forward, "Look at the clouds in the sky"! Only then did Mu Han realize that a group of clouds were flying above the sea, slowly drifting over their heads!

Long Xiaoyun sighed, raising his head to look at the clouds running like ocean tides, and his thoughts were flying all the time. Clouds are the wings of the setting sun and wind.

The cloud is the white cloud with huami shining, the cloud is the color of the white camellia in the hotel, and it is also the color of the sleeve cloud that has faded over the years,

It is a melancholy and faint shadow, and the cloud is the sound of moving farther and farther away, and the cloud is... sometimes the cloud! ! ! Even the blossoming elegy written in the sky!

At this time, Mu Han and Long Xiaoyun were both intoxicated under the blue sky and white clouds! Just when they forget very intently,

Suddenly I found that the cloud group in a cloud was getting farther and farther away. When all the clouds passed through a mountain valley, the cloud completely deviated from the direction.

Insert it around the top of the mountain and float towards the dusk! And go farther and farther, rushing to an unknown location!

Long Xiaoyun suddenly asked, "Why do you have the last cloud, can you just follow the direction of loneliness?"

What is it fighting for? In other words, he is just a lost cloud at all! "

Mu Han also found the cloud and replied, "The cloud with the wind is like a top-level song written,

And this lost cloud is like a note drawn too high or sitting too low,

The whole song of Xueli who stabilizes the throttle is in a deeply lonely mistake."

In this way, the two people looked up at the sky stupidly, and the night gradually rose up, surrounding the cloud like an arrow, slowly,

Slowly, slowly swallowing the cloud until it is completely invisible!

This is Mu Han looking at Long Xiaoyun, his melancholy expression is like the disappearing cloud, "Is it because I got lost, even the last struggle will be overwhelmed"

"No, if that cloud walks with everyone, it won’t get lost, and then it won’t disappear.

Isn’t this a simple truth? "Long Xiaoyun answered simply!

Mu Han turned his head and looked at the sky again! Why! I think too much, too melancholy! So Mu Han shook his head!

Take back the messy thoughts and enjoy the beauty of the setting sun with Long Xiaoyun! !

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