Money life

Chapter 492 The Old Man
The next day.

He got up early to pack his things, he couldn't stand Bai Xinghan and Wang Ruoyan's extravagant spending, and he couldn't stand Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang's attitude towards this matter.

He knew that he was a bit lenient, and he knew that he shouldn't be angry, but his experience told him all the time that he couldn't tolerate such things.

After packing his luggage, he went out.

Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang stood outside the door.

"Morning." They seemed to be ready for a long time.

"Morning." The man smiled.

"Where are you going? We'll see you off." As they spoke, they grabbed the suitcase in his hand.

"No need." The man refused.

"I'd better go see you off." Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang insisted.

He had no choice but to let them send him off.

"I'm going home," the man said.

Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang nodded without saying anything.

The three of them left the hotel, the person found a car, and the three of them took the car to the airport.

The driver is a new driver, he is not very clear about the way from the hotel to the airport, he can only navigate.

As they walked, they got more and more remote. At first they didn't feel anything was wrong, but when they reached an unfinished building, the three of them, Zhang Yanjiang and the driver, felt something was wrong.

"Which software do you use?" Zhang Yanjiang asked.

He remembered that the software navigation he used yesterday was not working at all.

"This one." The driver showed him.

"Change the navigation, this one won't work. Yesterday my navigation thought I was at a dead end and told me to keep going." Zhang Yanjiang said.

"You didn't understand what he meant. He told you to climb over the wall and continue to move forward like this." Xiao Hang joked.

At this time, he saw an old man sitting on a stone in front of the unfinished building. The old man looked dazed, his eyes were lifeless, and he would look around from time to time, as if he hadn't found the person he was waiting for. Hanging his head, very disappointed.

"Then why is there an old man?" Zhang Yanjiang looked around at the unfinished buildings and asked.

There shouldn't be many people in this area, why is there an old man?

Xiao Hang and the others looked in the direction he pointed, and indeed they saw an old man.

"Could it be that you bought an unfinished building here, but it ended up unfinished, and you're homeless?" He is worthy of being a writer. He saw an old man who seemed to have thought of a lot of plots.

"Are you thinking too much?" Xiao Hang didn't think the old man was as he said.

"Go down and have a look." Saying that, Zhang Yanjiang got out of the car.

Xiao Hang and others also got out of the car, the driver looked at it, but did not get out of the car.

The three came to the old man, Zhang Yanjiang asked: "Grandpa, are you lost?"

He could only think that the old man might get lost and couldn't find his way home. He was tired after walking here, so he sat here to rest.

He looked around just now, maybe because he wanted to find someone to ask for directions, but it turned out that there were very few people in this area.

The old man looked up and saw the three of them, then looked at a car on the way they came, then lowered his head again, without saying a word.

The three looked at each other. Obviously, he was not lost, nor could he find his way home, otherwise he would not have seen them choose to remain silent.

Why is that?

Zhang Yanjiang looked at him, could his guess be right?

"Grandpa, do you know why the house here is unfinished?" the man asked.

The old man looked at the unfinished building behind him, but still didn't speak.

"Is this man an idiot?" The driver also came over and said, seeing that the old man was silent.

The old man glanced at him, but still did not speak.

"Could it be dumb?" The man thought of a possibility.

"The mute always gestures. Look, he's not interested in what you say at all." The driver obviously didn't want to help the old man.

The old man stood up suddenly, startling the four of them.

They looked at the old man, wondering why he got up suddenly.

"Have you seen an old lady about my age?" the old man asked.

"Aren't you dumb?" the man said.

"I didn't see it." Zhang Yanjiang and Xiao Hang looked at each other and said in unison.

The old man sighed, as if disappointed, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Grandpa, are you looking for someone? We can help you find someone." Zhang Yanjiang chased after him and said.

The old man stopped, looked at him, shook his head, and said, "You can't find her. I can't find her now either."

There is a kind of loneliness in the old man, as if he has lost everything.

"Why can't I find it? As long as she is still here, there is a way to find her. How did she get lost?" the person asked.

The old man looked into the distance, thought for a while, and then said: "How did she lose it? I lost her. I can't find her. She is angry. She went to heaven. I will never see her again." Can't find her."

As he spoke, the old man had tears in his eyes, very sad.

Heaven, it's not...

The three of Zhang Yanjiang made up their minds that the old lady in the old population should be her wife, but she may have been sick because of some things, and then left. The old man was very sad after his wife left and was always looking for his wife. Thought the wife was still alive.

Or, he didn't know whether his wife was still alive or not.

"Grandpa, can you tell me what's going on? We can work together to find a way to help you find your wife." The man realized that this was a material and said.

The old man looked at them blankly, then at the stone he had just made.

He came to the stone, sat down, and slowly told the story of himself and his wife.

As they guessed, the old lady in the old man's mouth was really his wife.

The old man's wife left because of illness, and he has been looking for her here.

Listening to the old man's narration, Zhang Yanjiang, Xiao Hang, him, and the driver all listened carefully.

A gust of wind blew, making Zhang Yanjiang shiver.

He looked into the distance, then looked at the unfinished building, listening to the old man tell the story of him and his wife, he felt a little warmth in such a place.

He thought of Bai Xinghan, that cute, innocent, sensible girl.

In the sky, two clouds appeared, and later they combined to form two human figures, very much like the protagonist of the love story the old man was telling.

The old man can see these two clouds as long as he raises his head, but he is immersed in the story of himself and his wife and does not raise his head.

Not long after, a gust of wind blew the two clouds apart, as if someone had deliberately torn them apart.

The two clouds seemed unwilling to part at this point, and tried hard to continue to merge into one, but the weather was not good, and they were finally separated.

They floated away, drifting away little by little, as if they were still nostalgic for each other.

Before long, there were no more shadows of them in the sky.

The old man continued to tell the story of himself and his wife, while Zhang Yanjiang and the others were still listening.

A gust of wind blew away a fallen leaf around the old man and floated into the distance.

(End of this chapter)