"If you have company, you won't be lonely." Zhong Xing said.

"I've been lonely for decades." Let him lonely for decades, he is not afraid, has been used to it.

"Third uncle, you haven't liked other women since my third uncle died?" Zhong Xing looked at the third uncle and asked.

While eating meat, the third uncle lamented that it was not easy to be emotional: "Alas, what's the use of liking? People say that I like my wife, and she dare not like me."

"Do you love a woman very much except my third aunt who died without passing the door?" Zhong Xing's eyes flashed.

"Yes."

"Who?"

"From the next village, but they married and married far away."

"Do you still love now?"

The third uncle smiled: "now at this age, what else can we talk about love or not? Even if everyone can live to be 100 years old, I have lived more than half of my age. Love has long been underestimated. If we don't love her now, even if we meet, we don't have the strong feeling of that time."

"How strongly did you feel about her?" Zhong Xing continued to ask.

"I miss her every night and think about her every day. Every time I go to her village, I pretend to meet her by chance, and then try my best to get close to her and please her, but she just looks at me and greets her by chance. She ignores me. She has a bad attitude towards me, but I just like it. What can I do? Later, when I learned that she was introduced by the matchmaker and married to a far away village, I cried for three days and three nights."

Afraid of being disbelieved by the clock, the third uncle stressed again: "I really cried for three days and three nights. In those three days, cattle herding thought of her crying, cutting firewood thought of her crying. No matter what I did, I cried as long as I thought of her. I dreamed of her crying at night and cried for three days and three nights."

"After three days and three nights, don't cry?" Zhong Xing asked curiously.

The third uncle recalled bitterly: "it's not that he doesn't cry, but gradually, the heart trembling with pain is slowly healing."

The scar heals slowly, and the pain will be gradually reduced. Finally, it becomes a good scar and forget the pain.

"You didn't cry so hard when your third uncle died, did you?" I don't know why. After listening to Uncle three, Zhong Xing's heart became more and more heavy.

"The third aunt I hung up with before I passed the door was introduced by the matchmaker. I didn't have enough room for a week to discuss marriage. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen in marriage, that is, we just knew her and died, and my wife's crime was more serious. At that time, it was only said that she was angry. What else was sad? It wasn't sad at all, really!"

No feelings, where to be sad?

"How many years did you have no feeling for the woman who cried for three days and nights?"

"I heard that she gave birth to five children to her husband in two places in three years. When she saw her a few years later, she was already a woman with out of shape and yellow skin. Slowly, she was indifferent to her."

"Uncle three, you like the beauty of others. If they are not beautiful, you will die. You are not called love, but dirty."

"What's dirty? What's dirty?" The third uncle looked like he was going to hit the clock Star: "where am I dirty? If I were dirty, I would have slept with her!"

"That's more dirty!"

It's not because I want her to be ugly when I see her next door. It's because I don't want her to be ugly. It's because I'm willing to give her more money. It's because I want her to be ugly. Now I want her to be ugly. It's not because I want her to be ugly next door. I'm willing to give her more money. It's because I don't want her to be ugly, Who really wants to find a company? "

“……”

"That Grandma Wang died at the age of 40. At that time, her children were young and educated. She didn't even want to marry. Now that the children grow up and want to get a daughter-in-law, she wants to marry, and then swindle some money to take it back to her son to get a daughter-in-law. Am I like this? What kind of woman is Grandma Wang? I have eyes. A Xing, time can dilute any feelings and see people's true purpose, Nothing in this world is absolute. Everything can change. "

"Yes..." Zhong Xing nodded in a daze.

Time can dilute everything?

Can you really dilute everything?

If so, in a few years, can he forget his love and talk about it like Uncle Sam?

Now, his longing for Gu Jiajia is becoming more and more obvious.

The healing is obvious, the more painful the heart is.

The more painful his heart was, he kept eating meat

Since he got drunk last time and talked with Gu Jiajia, he didn't dare to drink again.

Seeing that he kept eating meat, the third uncle let him drink, but he didn't drink.

He is really afraid that, like the third uncle, one day, his feelings for Gu Jiajia will no longer exist

It's annoying and painful.

He kept putting meat in his mouth.

The third uncle looked at him with a kind smile: "so you like eating mouse meat so much. Next time, the third uncle will take you to the mountain to catch it. The mouse meat in the mountain is more delicious."

"Poof..." when Zhong Xing heard that it was mouse meat, he was frightened and sprayed. All the meat in his mouth vomited out. He coughed because of fear.

Rat meat?

So disgusting!

Zhong Xing keeps coughing

The third uncle sat there and stared at him, "choking?"

Young man, why do you eat so fast?

"Uncle three... How do you... How do you... Cough... How can you let me eat rat meat!"

"When you eat, don't you know it's mouse meat?" The third uncle looks ignorant and very cute.

"I've never eaten!" How can I eat it?

"Lie, you ate it when you were three years old. I carried you up the mountain, caught two fat ones and killed them. You eat meat and I eat bones."

"I forgot!" Zhong Xing clenched his fist.

The third uncle removed his head, tail and claws, but the meat was very small. Zhong Xing couldn't eat it. It was normal for him to eat mouse meat. He had never eaten mouse meat.

"It doesn't matter if you forget. If you think it's delicious, we'll go up the mountain to catch it tomorrow."

"Where did you catch these?" Zhong Xing wipes sweat.

"Toilet." In fact, I caught them in the sweet potato field. Three of them are very fat.

Seeing Zhong Xing's exaggerated expression, uncle three couldn't help teasing him.

Toilet?

Zhong Xing used his heart to die.

Caught a rat in the toilet and ate it?

Toilet, what a dirty place. Can people eat what comes out of it?

Zhong Xing had to run to vomit with nausea: "cough... Cough..."

The third uncle followed him and stood behind him, gently carrying his back: "you child, the third uncle is teasing you. It's just a vole."

"Cough..." no matter where it was caught, it is a mouse! Zhong had to spit out all the rat meat he ate.

Spitting, tears came out.

Finally, big tears fell out and hit the ground drop by drop

PS: ten thousand words tomorrow~~