Marvel's Psyker

Time passed as the two drank porridge one spoon at a time.

"Don't you want to ask what happened?"

Suddenly, Bud stopped what he was doing without warning.

Lynch didn't stop, but said while blowing porridge: "If you want to talk, I don't need to ask. If you don't want to talk, I will only add to the embarrassment."

Listening to Lynch's words, Bud put down the spoon and sighed.

"Lynch, I... I might have to close the tavern."

Lynch paused suddenly, and stopped the movement of his hands, almost spilling the porridge in the spoon.

"Why? Isn't it driving well?"

Bud lowered his head and sighed.

"What's the matter?" Lynch asked with concern: "If you have any difficulties, you can tell me, maybe I can help you."

After hesitating for a long time, Bard finally faltered and told the truth.

"Tracey is sick..."

Lynch suddenly realized that Bud had mentioned this name to him, Tracy, that was his wife's name.

It's just that Bud's wife has been in poor health. She has been hospitalized or recuperated at home all year round. Lynch has never seen her in a tavern.

After telling the truth, Bud seemed to be unable to control his emotions any longer, and suddenly collapsed.The moment he talked about his wife, tears flowed from the eyes of this always optimistic old man like a flood that burst a bank.

"Lynch, I don't want this either! Really, I don't want this either, but... But Tracy is very sick and I can't help it! I... I don't know myself What should I do..."

Bud roared in a hoarse voice with a crying voice, he raised his hands to cover his face, tried to suppress his emotions, and sobbed softly.

Lynch didn't know how to persuade him. It would be useless to talk about this kind of thing, not to mention that he brought up this topic.

Lynch stood up, walked behind Bud, put his hands on Bud's shoulders, patted hard, and then pressed Bud's shoulders hard.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay, it'll be okay..."

Along with Bud's sobs, Lynch could only repeat this sentence over and over again.

After an unknown period of time, it seemed that the strength from his shoulders really gave Bud a sense of security.He put down his hands, and although his face was flushed, he did not cry anymore.

"Thank you, thank you, Lynch! I'm so sorry to let you see my ugly face~"

"nothing!"

Lynch returned to his seat and filled Bud with a large bowl of porridge.

"Bud, there's an old saying in my hometown. Nine out of ten things in life don't go your way!"

"Sounds cruel? There's no way! This world is so cruel! Or you can simply call it fucking!"

"You can never know when the next difficulty will come after you have tried your best to defeat one difficulty. But we all know that that day will definitely come, and it must come unexpectedly! It caught you off guard!"

"Although life is cruel, it is impossible for us to give up just because of this~"

"Fate wants to play tricks on us, so when we are trampled under our feet, we have to give him a hard punch! Hit him black and blue!"

Lynch waved his hand, "Maybe, my words are a bit inappropriate, but I just want to express such a meaning."

"Bud, never bow to fate! Because what you carry is not only your own strength, but also the sustenance from your family behind you."

"I can tell you love your wife, and I think Tracy must be a very nice woman. But because of that, what do you think she'll think?"

Looking into Lynch's eyes and hearing Lynch's heartfelt words, Bud was stunned.

Lynch held out a finger, "I'll just ask one question! Does your wife, Tracy, want to see her husband depressed because of her?"

"I don't think I need to tell you the answer, what do you think, Bud."

Lynch looked directly into Bud's eyes, his face full of encouragement.

Bud also looked at Lynch, and suddenly laughed.

Lynch was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing!" Bud waved his hand, and said with a relaxed expression: "I just think that I, a person who has lived for four or fifty years, can't see it as clearly as you, a young man in his early twenties! It's really interesting~ "

"Stop talking about me like that."

Lynch scooped up a spoonful of lobster porridge and put it into his mouth, "There is a saying in my hometown that those who are in power are obsessed, but bystanders are clear!"

"The reason why I can comfort you and reason with you so calmly and rationally is only because I am an outsider! If one day something happens to someone I care about, I'm afraid I will have to panic like you!"

"It's true, who can remain calm in the face of troubles in their own family? It's impossible." Bud stirred the porridge in the bowl and nodded thoughtfully.

"Lynch, there are so many reasonable words in your hometown! And they are very accurate!"

"Thank you! So what do you want to do now?"

"I was thinking, find a buyer who can sell the tavern at a low price, and sell the tavern as soon as possible."

"You really don't want to leave?"

"I want to! Why don't I want to! But I can't help it~"

Bud sighed, "Tracey's condition has deteriorated, and the attending doctor prescribed a new drug. The new drug is imported from Europe, and it is a new product that has just been launched recently. It is not on the medical insurance list, so the price is ridiculously expensive." .”

"We originally thought that life without bank statements would be considered good, but unexpectedly, a serious illness will bring everything back to zero."

For Bud's situation, Lynch expressed regret.

This is true of many people in American society, most of whom have ridiculously low savings.But at the same time, almost everyone has a credit card, and almost everyone is using it to over-spend.

The consumption concept revealed behind it is probably also an important reason why the United States has a population of only a little over [-] million, but its consumption capacity has exploded all over the world.

Spending wantonly today the money that should be earned tomorrow, and the money earned today has to be used non-stop to pay off yesterday's debts.The future is always overdrawn, as long as there is a small accident in life, it will completely collapse.

Such a situation is like an overloaded machine. Although the efficiency is doubled, as long as one part is damaged, the whole machine will explode in an instant, and there is no possibility of repair at all.

Bud owns a tavern with a good location and decoration, coupled with his craftsmanship, the business is very good on weekdays.

Therefore, the family conditions of the Bard family are not bad, with stable income from work, insisting on paying insurance, no arrears bills, no need to consider the pressure of the bank, and even a large deposit.This is more than most American families.

But there are unforeseen circumstances.

Although Tracy's medical expenses were high in the past, because of the medical insurance, Bud felt that the pressure was not too great.

But now the doctor gave him a new medicine, which made Bud's head grow bigger all of a sudden.