The wall is perfect

Poverty follows Tang Fu like a ghost. Although he has lived hard, he is still poor.

"Uncle Tang, you are short of materials," the community volunteer said. "This year's quota itself is very tight, and the review by the higher authorities is very strict. I'm sorry."

"Okay, it's okay." Tang Fu is over seventy years old, her body is still strong, her hair is more than half white, she puts all the random materials on the desktop into a file bag, and counts them one by one , his eyes are a bit presbyopic, he held up those papers and squinted his eyes in the sun to carefully identify them.

Another piece of material was missing when applying for a community nursing home this time.

After reaching the age, he applied three times in succession, but failed each time.

This is the fourth time.

It wasn't the worst time. In the end, only one piece of material was missing, so it was lucky.

Maybe it will work out next time.

"Uncle Tang, are you done?" The familiar security guard greeted him.

Tang Fu waved her hand and said cheerfully, "One piece of material is missing."

"Oh, I said you really..."

"Hehe, it's okay," Tang Fu waved her hand, "Come back next time."

"Going to play chess? The air conditioner in the chess and card room has been repaired today."

"No, no, I'm going to the park for a walk."

The last time he went to the chess and card room to sit for a while, within 2 minutes, the air conditioner in the chess and card room broke down, making everyone overheated. Tang Fu never went to the chess and card room again, for fear of causing trouble to them.

There were dense trees in the park, Tang Fu found a bench under the tree and sat down, fanned herself with a straw hat in one hand, put the document bag on her lap, and took out a fist-sized rice ball from her coat pocket.

This was given to him by the little girl in the convenience store yesterday.

The little girl is kind-hearted, seeing that he is an old man and a widow, when sorting out expired food, he always reserves some food that has just expired for him to eat.

Unpacking the package, Tang Fu sniffed it, and found that it was not damaged.

After running in the community for a whole morning, he was really hungry. He bit down the rice ball and squinted his eyes. This rice ball is delicious. It has meat floss in it, and the rice grains are also flavorful. The rice is soft and easy to digest. One can last until the afternoon .

Tang Fu ate the rice balls slowly, while he was quiet, sitting under the tree, breathing slowly, and the birds that were afraid of people flew down and jumped around his feet.

Tang Fu broke off a little from the rice ball, thought about it and stuffed it into her mouth.

Now eating is not a problem, but living is a problem, which is really embarrassing.

Older, the landlord refused to rent, the application for the community nursing home was not approved, and the nursing home outside was too expensive to live in. Now he has no fixed place to live, and he has to find a place to spend the night tonight.

It's been too hot recently, Tang Fu was eating rice balls slowly, sweating puffs all over her body, she was sweating too much, Tang Fu was a little worried that something was wrong with her body.

When people are old, they feel uncomfortable everywhere.

Tang Fu chewed the rice balls slower.

I'm so scared.

I'm afraid that if I close my eyes one day, I won't remember it in my next life.

Under the shade of the tree, the old man's back was hunched, and the birds seemed to think that he was really harmless, flying up and down on his shoulders.

"Want to go?"

Du Cheng said in a low voice.

The flames of the Fanshanyin were tumbling, and the animals screamed sharply and screamed continuously.

Du Cheng listened quietly.

"Your current mood is the mood of those monsters and half-demons who have been hurt by you and used as tools."

There are no things and things that are cherished, and the too selfish Nine-Tailed Fox lacks this lesson.

Du Cheng is not angry, perhaps this is the meaning of becoming a god.

"I did wrong……"

"Let me go..."

"Please……"

Finally, there was no falsehood and arrogance in Nine-Tailed Fox's voice.

Du Cheng touched the little flower bud on his chest, "What do you think?"

The little bud is quiet.

Du Cheng said to himself, "If it were you, you should also give the monsters who made mistakes a chance to reform themselves."

Tang Fu ate the whole rice ball, her throat was dry, she cleaned up the trash, she got up and was startled, her knees were sore and numb, she bent down and settled for a while, and then slowly stood up straight, just as she started walking, her trouser legs got caught.

Tang Fu lowered her head and squinted her eyes, the presbyopic eyes were white.

A small fluffy animal bit his trousers, it was not known whether it was a wild dog or a wild cat.

He knew that small animals liked him, so he smiled and squatted down slowly, "Little guy..."

The sight is getting clearer.

The appearance of the animal is imprinted in the eyes.

This is a little fox.