To die alone is the demise of one's will.
The organism no longer wants to waste time, matter, and unseen rules on this body.
The frenzied killing was solely for the pursuit of fun, momentary pleasure, and a ridiculous sense of existence.
Xie Yin thought that accepting his own feelings of affection for humans was probably a combination of two ways to die, like a thin rope around his neck.
Unbeknownst to her, her hand was holding the other end of the thin rope.
Jiang Shuyin was wondering if she had any plans to go out.
The answer is no.
Jiang Shuyin countered with a question: "Are there any scenic spots nearby?"
Xie Yin used his mental power to scan.
The closest one is Rain Woman Mountain.
Jiang Shuyin said, "I went there on a spring outing when I was in elementary school. The mountain wasn't high and it only took half an hour to climb."
There's a stone tablet at the top of the mountain inscribed with the names of the donors who built the temple. There's only one pavilion; the rest is just trees—nothing much to see.
Actually, the closest place is Nanhu, which is five kilometers away at the end of the car city. It has been developed by the developers and is much more fun than Yu Nu Mountain, but Xie Yin didn't want to go.
He searched diligently.
To be honest, Anshi, as a former fourth or fifth-tier city, has very limited places to visit.
There are only mountains and lakes.
Jiang Shuyin just wanted to stay at home; her homebody addiction was acting up again.
He simply suggested, "Why don't you play at my house? My mom really likes you."
Xie Yin smiled and agreed.
The next day downstairs, Xie Yin saw Ge Dongwei helping Zheng Lanxiang carry cucumbers. He took the things from them and easily carried them upstairs.
Zheng Lanxiang was overjoyed: "Alright, Lao Ge, I've finally made it through. I don't have to worry about anything at home, I get paid every month, and I get a warm-hearted comrade like you to check on me every week. What more could I ask for?"
Ge Dongwei chuckled in agreement, then pointed at Xie Yin who was going up and asked, "Is that your son-in-law?"
"It's still far from certain, but I genuinely like Xiao Xie; he's steady and reliable." Zheng Lanxiang said with delight.
The most important thing is that Xie Yin is an only child. If they really get married, he can move into their house. It's just a matter of adding another pair of chopsticks.
Ge Dongwei blinked hard: "If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."
Then he turned around and went downstairs.
Holding onto the railing, as if afraid of falling, they moved extremely slowly.
Zheng Lanxiang was still thinking about the wealthy husband upstairs. She smiled, nodded, and went upstairs.
Ge Dongwei was left standing in the stairwell, feeling uneasy.
Zheng Lanxiang went upstairs, opened the door, and took half a step inside before pulling back.
She thought to herself: This young man is chatting and laughing at home. If an elder like her goes over, Xie will feel very uncomfortable.
Zheng Lanxiang called out to the inside, "I'm going to take a stroll around Lianhu Lake. You guys cook lunch yourselves."
She'll grab a quick lunch out and see who among the two will cook.
Jiang Shu responded from inside the room.
Zheng Lanxiang went downstairs with her bag and saw Lao Ge still sitting on the flower bed in front. She went over and patted him on the shoulder: "Why are you sitting here?"
Ge Dongwei clenched his fist, his craving for a cigarette returning: "The house is smoky, it's quieter sitting here, where are you going?"
Zheng Lanxiang smiled mysteriously: "I'm giving them some alone time, going out for a stroll. Do you want to come?"
Old Ge has a car; if he goes with us, we can save on the cost of two round trips.
Ge Dongwei readily agreed: "Go ahead, you wait here, I'll go get the car."
His car cost over 300,000 yuan back then, and it was a respectable car to drive there. Ge Dongwei even got out of the car to open the passenger door for Zheng Lanxiang.
"Don't be so polite, it makes me feel awkward." Zheng Lanxiang turned her face away.
Ge Dongwei smiled and drove the car out of the residential area.
When I talked to her about my family, I said, "My wife died seven or eight years ago. My eldest child is married and has two grandchildren. My youngest child is still in junior high school and is quite sensible."
Zheng Lanxiang looked at him and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
There was a red light ahead, so Ge Dongwei stopped the car: "Comrade Zheng Lanxiang, don't misunderstand, I just want to talk to you. You see, I'm a community counselor, I'm always giving advice to others, but my own home is a mess."
When there's no one to talk to, I try to vent my frustrations to someone I meet. I don't believe in fate, but it seems to keep tormenting me. I'm 54 this year, and I don't have many years left. Only now have I realized that when you get old, you shouldn't worry too much and just let things take their natural course.
The green light came on, and the car started moving.
Zheng Lanxiang was preoccupied with her own thoughts and didn't respond.
Ge Dongwei talked to himself, occasionally glancing at her reaction in the rearview mirror.
Upon arriving at the square, Zheng Lanxiang got out of the car and ran away.
When I arrived at the same spot as yesterday, someone had already taken over the stall. They were selling fried starch sausages, and the aroma was wonderful.
The same two women from yesterday were beside her, and she ran over to them like a refugee who had found their organization.
She recounted everything Ge Dongwei had just said to her: "Sisters, you're both two years older than me, can you help me analyze what he means by this?"
At fifty or sixty, with their lives nearing their end, how could they not see through a man's cunning?
The older woman, who was in her early sixties, analyzed for Zheng Lanxiang: "They're hoping you'll help them with poverty alleviation. You're doing well, but they're not. They're hoping to suck some blood from you and give it to their family. If you jump in, you'll be a complete fool, an idiot, and a total idiot."
Someone of similar age to Zheng Lanxiang had a different perspective: "Don't they need someone to take care of their two grandsons? And someone to do their laundry and cook for their middle school kids, right? You've only been living it up for two days, getting paid to be a divorced mother raising kids, and now you're thinking of going back to being a babysitter?"
After hearing what the two older sisters said, Zheng Lanxiang understood everything.
He quickly put his hands together and thanked the older sister, saying, "That's right, that's right! I was just feeling a little flirtatious, but I nipped that idea in the bud. Thank you so much!"
The aroma of the starch sausage filled the air as soon as it was heated. Zheng Lanxiang gave one to each of her older sisters, and the three of them sat together and ate it.
We chatted and laughed until noon.
Older sister: "Xiao Zheng, what are you having for lunch?"
Zheng Lanxiang got up and stretched: "I'll go look around, and if there's nothing else, I'll go home."
After greeting the people around her, Zheng Lanxiang saw the stall for sale as she headed towards the exit.
Thinking that her daughter loved to eat these strange and unusual things, and that their shape was just like her grandchildren's, she realized that her daughter loved them.
"Boss, can I have one?"
"Let's keep two."
"No, eight."
The shop owner was confused by her, so he simply turned off the machine and asked, "How many do you want?"
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