"Grandpa Muka, is scavenging fun? Why are you enjoying it so much? Those scrap metals seem to be useless, dirty, smelly and worthless."
Mu Xiaoxing frowned and stood up to look at Grandpa Muka. Grandpa Muka was carrying a large pile of picked up garbage on his back, which made the old man's back bend even more seriously.
He is not just picking up trash, he is simply asking for trouble.
Mu Xiaoxing felt a little unhappy. Grandpa Muka was old and should enjoy family life. He shouldn't be picking up trash in various places.
"Little friend Mu Xiaoxing, you don't understand my grandfather's pursuit. When he was young, he dreamed of becoming the interstellar rag king. Now he is just chasing his dream."
The old man smiled, and more wrinkles appeared on his face. His face was tanned and there were more white hairs on his head than before.
"Everyone has the opportunity to pursue their dreams. If you can't pursue your dreams when you are young, you must pursue them when you are old. Childhood is too innocent to pursue your dreams, youth is too passionate and self-righteous, and young people are too busy to make a living. Only old age can do this, because old people have no future. If you don't pursue your dreams now, you will really have no chance."
Grandpa Muka is a great philosopher, but he chose to pick up rubbish for a job, which made his relatives and friends laugh at him.
Grandpa Muka doesn't care about those people's opinions. To Grandpa Muka, living an upright life is for himself. What good is there in the eyes of others?
It is better to be alone in a noble way than to be in a vulgar group.
If integrating into a group requires changing many of your personality traits and habits, then it is not impossible to choose to be alone.
"Mu Xiaoxing, you're still young, but you'll understand in the future. Instead of being with someone you don't like and making everyone unhappy, it's better to leave alone and find something you like."
Muka doesn't like interstellar political issues, nor does he like scientific research issues of system robots. He is only interested in interstellar garbage, and he will write many beautiful poems for interstellar garbage.
"Grandpa Muka is leaving first. Remember to go back to class early. It will be difficult to get a diploma if you fail too many courses."
Mu Ka patted Mu Xiaoxing on the shoulder and then left the park. He had to take the subway to the next attraction to pick up rubbish.
Mu Xiaoxing took the Sunny Doll to the market and bought some flower seeds. She specially bought baby's breath seeds. Baby's breath is very beautiful, just like the vast universe beyond the stars.
Mu Xiaoxing placed the seeds in a small flowerpot, covered it with soil, poured some water, and then placed the sunny doll next to the flowerpot.
An astonishing scene appeared.
Green sprouts broke out of the soil in the flowerpot and grew up in an instant. The sunny dolls next to them fluttered in the wind.
Breeze, soil, and the fragrance of flowers.
Mu Xiaoxing squatted and watched quietly. The flowerpot was soon filled with blue baby's breath. The blue baby's breath looked particularly vibrant under the sunlight.
The sunny doll that comes with the revival of all things made Mu Xiaoxing refresh his concept.
The baby's breath in front of me is in bloom. The stamens are very small, but when I stand up and take a look, I can still see its charm.
"Sanbao likes baby's breath. She will definitely be very happy if I give her this pot of baby's breath." There were stars in Mu Xiaoxing's eyes when she talked about Ye Sanbao. She liked this friend very much.
There are very few people who will never leave you. You should be very lucky if you have one or two. If not, you can't force it.
The fate between people cannot be explained or understood.
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