Ten Mile Room

The big relocation of Laosanxiang is finally coming.

In the middle of summer.

The first ones to move away were not those young and strong, nor those with household registrations with houses, but the legendary figure in this alley, Grandma Wugu.

Grandma Wugu is actually a man. He (she) is seventy-three years old this year, but he loves to dress up in pink and tender all his life.

Others feel that he hurts his eyes, and he doesn't like to go out often.

A few days ago, in the middle of the night, this old lady came to the door with a dustpan of dried buns. After sitting for a long time, he said that he had sold his house and was going to live in a nursing home. He would move everything at home. When he was empty, there was no one to help him carry the same thing, so he came to ask Mr. Gan.

Her longevity.

Shoucai needs blood relatives to carry him, Wugu's grandma has no children, relatives look down on him and don't associate with him, not to mention he is not dead now, so we can't ask outsiders to move his Shoucai.

This can only be found at Jiang Gezi's door.

Jiang Gezi didn't think it was a big deal. This is an old man suffering from gender disorder. He thinks he is a woman, and he has lived his whole life frankly in the way of a woman.

Originally, Wugu's grandma's family was quite rich, with good conditions, a large courtyard house, and an embroidery shop.

According to the rules of Kyushu, there are many ways to form bonds between men and women, men and women, and women and women. If he can give up his habit of loving red, he might be able to find someone to make do with.

But Grandma Wugu chose not to. He just wanted to wipe his pink cheeks, wear pink skirts and stockings, and match his well-developed chin with stubble, to find a partner and live like a woman.

For decades in his life, he always wanted a sincere relationship, and at the same time maintained a kind of innocence. In this way, he was always deceived and coaxed by others, and almost ruined his family fortune.

No one loves him, the minority.

In the end, he was left with this old house, and he couldn't love it anymore when he was old.

The money for a house is paid to the nursing home, and the fee is paid until the age of 88. Grandma Wugu feels that it is enough for her at this age, and he will not live for one more day.

Jiang Gezi agreed very happily, no, early this morning, he changed into convenient clothes and went out with the hemp rope.

As soon as he went out, he saw He Mingchuan and the others also there.

Children over the age of 16 from Duan's family on the opposite side also came.

Jiang Gezi felt that there was no need for those people, so he sent them to the street to ask. There are also widows and widows. If those with little labor at home need help, they can register.

It's not that Jiang Gezi is a caring person, he just has a simple idea, I have old people left on the earth, I will help a few more families at this time, and accumulate more virtues, tomorrow, this kind of kindness will be repaid to me old man.

He Mingchuan and the others bowed their backs and stood like three big shrimps.

Seeing Jiang Gezi come out, Deng Changnong said with some embarrassment: "Master Gan... We are here to help you for a few days. The grandpas and grandmas in this street are very kind to us."

Jiang Gezi smiled, hung his new camera around his neck, nodded and said, "That's it, let's go together."

In this way, the four of them wandered to Niujiaotou Alley.

Grandma Wugu woke up very early today. He changed into a bright red embroidered jacket, turned his head upside down, painted pink, and put fresh flowers in it.

Looking in the mirror, he felt that he was quite beautiful.

But he didn't want to, his appearance shocked the nursing home nurses and the assistance lawyers.

The law here in the Eastern Continent is relatively good. Starting from the relocation of Laosanxiang, the People's Rights and Interests Protection Association sent assistance lawyers to stay here.

Grandma Wugu's house was sold to Mrs. Li. Today, Mrs. Li's relocation team also sent tool carts and workers to help.

After finishing dressing up, Grandma Wugu stood at the door of the house and waited expectantly.

She didn't have many things, and she put them all in the coffin. Once the lid of the coffin was closed, it became a big container.

Then, no one knew what Grandma Wugu stuffed inside.

At about eight o'clock, Jiang Gezi came from a distance with the disabled group, and also saw Grandma Wugu from a distance.

The old street is quite long, and the flowers of the old locust tree outside the house exude a faint fragrance. Grandma Wugu stood with her neck propped up, wearing a jacket and skirt. At first glance, Jiang Gezi felt inexplicably that this old lady must have a special beauty in her heart. .

He greeted from a long distance, his voice hoarse and as gentle as possible, soft and soft, all dependent and said: "Pigeon, you are here."

Jiang Gezi came over with a smile and nodded, "Hey, my aunt is ready! Yo! Your outfit is so beautiful."

Grandma Wugu pinched the hem of her clothes and smiled shyly: "Well, I... embroidered this jacket myself. This is... Qiaozhimei... I can't even see it now, and I can't embroider it well..."

Jiang Gezi lowered his waist seriously to appreciate it, and then he definitely praised: "En...it's beautiful!"

Grandma Wugu narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Jiang Gezi asked her cautiously: "Then... are you thinking about it, is there anyone left behind?"

Grandma Wugu nodded, then shook her head again.

He squeezed the hand holding the small handkerchief a few times, looked around blankly, and finally hung down helplessly and said, "No...it's gone?"

Jiang Gezi raised the camera in front of him and said with a smile, "Then, I'll take two photos for you, and when they're done tomorrow, I'll put a frame on you and send you to a nursing home."

Grandma Wugu's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded again and again, stretched out his hand and flapped his jacket and skirt a few times, and even put on a pretty pose: "That...that's so embarrassing!"

He Mingchuan and the others wanted to laugh, but Jiang Gezi glared at them.

Just like that, Jiang Gezi took the camera and snapped at Wugu's grandmother in various poses.

I have to say that Grandma Wugu is a good model.

The gestures you can think of are all put out.

When the photo was taken and it was time to leave, Grandma Wugu touched the eight doors of the house and said, "My great-grandfather and my wife-grandfather were both born in this house..."

The old man is reluctant.

The aid lawyer standing aside smiled and said, "When you get old, you can come back and take a look. When this place is rectified, it will definitely look much better than it does now."

Grandma Wugu took a look at him and said sadly, "No matter how good it is...it's not my house anymore."

After finishing speaking, Grandma Wugu put on red gloves with lace on herself, and said to Jiang Gezi, "Pigeon."

"Hey!!"

"Then let's go!"

Jiang Gezi nodded, and took the hemp rope into the house. He was a little surprised when he entered the house.

Without it, Grandma Wugu's coffin can really be called golden, luxurious and gorgeous, so good to see the apex.

From this point of view, it is made of the real material of high-quality old paulownia wood. The coffin is vermilion in color, and the whole body is painted with gold powder. There are big peonies from head to bottom, and a big phoenix in the middle.

Now the crime of transgression has long been gone. Even if there are five-clawed dragons carved in the common people's homes, the royal family can't fart casually.

Times are different after all.

Jiang Gezi stretched out his hand and pushed it, and then figured out that the coffin probably weighed a little less than seven or eight hundred catties, and Wu Gu's grandma didn't know what stuff was stuffed here. Together, this thing must weigh a thousand catties.

Jiang Gezi patted the front of the coffin, sincerely admired and said, "Fifth Grandma, you have a decent birthday, and this is definitely the only one in Laosanxiang."

Grandma Wugu also patted her face proudly and said: "No, in my whole life, I have to walk around in a decent way when I grow old."

Jiang Gezi nodded, then bowed his waist, looped the hemp rope a few times around, and tied two straps in the middle.

This longevity material can only be lifted and followed by the earth.

It's the rules.

Seeing that Jiang Gezi was busy, He Mingchuan and the others, as well as the moving workers outside, came in to help.

They had prepared wooden poles, but when these people entered the house, they were shocked.

At this time, Jiang Gezi had already carried a large birthday material that weighed a thousand catties, and Wugu's grandmother stood aside and stretched out her hands in fear, and then asked, "Can...can you? Don't...don't fall on me!"

Jiang Gezi laughed: "It can be done! Don't worry, if I fell, I wouldn't dare to drop your old birthday material. Let's go... You lead the way ahead, and I will follow you. Let's walk?"

Grandma Wugu looked him up and down for a long time, and finally she looked back at the old house, and finally she sighed reluctantly and said, "Then... let's go."

Just like that, in the old alley, an old man with a red flower umbrella, a pink skirt, and pink shoes walked in front, and behind "she" was a Jiang Gezi carrying a big longevity material.

This scenery is not beautiful, and it has the momentum of a horror movie.

The old neighbors were all standing in front of their houses, their eyes were full of surprise at first, and finally they all felt a little sad.

For a lifetime, I wondered who would go first, but I didn't expect it to be Grandma Wugu.

Usually, everyone doesn't interact with her, thinking that she has a problem with her mind.

But now, the old man was about to leave, and they just remembered that he had never hurt anyone in his whole life, and he lived quietly in this old alley according to his own thoughts.

Thinking about it now, hey!This is a strange person with a general scenery.

Still... still a little bit reluctant, and actually felt a little guilty.

Looking back, yo, isn't this our master pole?

Really... so much strength!

It's really a face, whoever's celebrating and celebrating, the pigeons will not be able to attend the table.

That's good, someone came to carry the birthday cake for Grandma Wugu, what does that mean?

It means that Grandma Wugu is fine!

Thinking of this, an old lady stood at the door with tears in her eyes and greeted Grandma Wugu actively.

"Grandma, where are you going?"

Grandma Wugu was taken aback. Few people talked to her, let alone greeted her on her own initiative.

She stopped and looked at the person, but she didn't recognize him.

Then asked: "Are you? Who are you?"

The old lady wiped the corners of her eyes: "Yo, you don't know me, I'm Qinghua's third daughter."

Grandma Wugu recognized it and smiled: "Oh, you have grown up so much? Your mother sent embroidery work to my house in the early years. She has a good hand. Is she okay?"

The old lady's expression was stunned, and she uttered a bald mouth: "Please worry about it! My mother, she died a long time ago!!"

Grandma Wugu looked embarrassed.

This man wiped his tears, went home and took out a red envelope, stuffed it into the arms of Wugu's grandmother and said, "Grandma, I will give you a long life, you always use it to buy snacks, don't blame me, it's the holidays in previous years." , I didn’t go to worship with you either.”

Grandma Wugu pinched the red seal in surprise, and after a long time, she said with trembling lips, "It's not my fault, it's not my fault...it's not your fault..."

But she didn't think it was her own fault.

In this way, from the time someone gave the first red seal, this old alley became lively, and people gave it from house to house.

Perhaps Grandma Wugu had never been surrounded like this in her entire life. She was so happy that she should stop and say a few words, just say a few words.

Jiang Gezi had a good temper, so he followed from a distance of more than ten meters. The neighbors also regarded themselves as juniors, and stuffed red seals into Jiang Gezi's hands.

The sun was shining hotly, but Jiang Gezi was still carrying his back with a calm expression. According to the rules, with Shoucai together, they couldn't be lowered to the ground.

The moving workers followed with their back poles and asked many times, are you tired, or your shoulders will fall?

Jiang Gezi refused all of them, he had to carry them on his back, just like adding blessings to his own old man, he had to give his old man on earth enough blessings and a lot of virtue.

From the old street to the nursing home, the distance is about five or six kilometers.

Grandma Wugu took two hours to get out of the old street, got a lot of red envelopes, and cried countless times.

The dress is messed up.

Later, they went to Laojiekou Road No. 9 station and waited for the red light.

Dajiekou.

This pairing is naturally conspicuous. I have seen people who have lived together, but I have never seen such a pink combination.

Coincidentally, when waiting for the red light, a motorcade slowly stopped on the side of the street.

A silver, very dignified Panneng car slowly stopped on Jiang Gezi's right.

Then the window at the back of the car was slowly lowered.

Someone in the car greeted: "Yo! You are so strong!"

Jiang Gezi turned his head slowly, but saw an acquaintance.

Not even an acquaintance.

It was the smiling Zhou Songchun who was talking in the car, and Yu Dongchi was sitting opposite him. He looked at Jiang Gezi through the car window, and he didn't know whether he should be surprised or just nodded like he usually greeted, as if nothing happened. ?

Since he was born, this was the first time he encountered such a strange sight.

Yu Dongchi felt that there might be such a thing as fate in this world.

Some people always have a strong sense of presence. Once they appear, they can turn everything around them into nothingness.

He is still so good-looking, full of strength and good-looking.

From him, you can't see the embarrassment he should have, and he just looks at you frankly.

Jiang Gezi nodded to them, and Shoucai behind him also heaved up and down. He smiled and said, "Yo, coincidence, wait for the red light...?"

He also felt that he was a little terrified at the moment.

Yu Dongchi's mouth was dry, and he didn't know what language to use to express his messy emotions.

He opened his mouth, looked at Jiang Gezi, then at the pink fifth grandma, then at the huge birthday cake, and finally said, "Coincidentally, you...en! Are you waiting for the red light?"

Why would I say such unpolished words?

What should he say?

"what!"

Jiang Gezi nodded, and then turned back completely sideways, staring ahead and continuing to wait for the red light, without any intention of continuing to communicate with him.

Yu Dongchi watched very intently.

Later, when the green light came on, he didn't say he wanted to leave, and no one else dared to leave.

A long row of cars stuck behind the white line like that, blocking a full three red lights.

Grandma Wugu and Jiang Gezi walked on the street very openly, until they reached the other side of the street, turned another corner and disappeared.

Yu Dongchi said, "Let's go."

Zhou Songchun asked him with a smile: "After a while, find an opportunity to bring him to meet you? This person... is quite interesting."

Yu Dongchi glanced at him and shook his head.

For a person like him, there are few things in the world that he can't ask for. Naturally, there are times when he is naive enough to believe in everything.

Human growth is always wrestling.

In fact, Yu Dongchi has already fallen. When he was in his early twenties, he was studying in the North Continent, and he fell in love with others sincerely, and the other party returned his sincerity, the love was sincere and sweet.

However, that relationship lasted for five years, and finally ended with the other party suffering from a serious mental illness, and ended up with self-determination.

Before he died, the man wrote a letter to Yu Dongchi.

He said, A Chi, thank you for loving me, but loving you is too hard...

In the midsummer of the same year, there was another funeral. A cousin of the family passed away, and his father asked him to go to pay homage on behalf of the whole family.

After he came back, he began to really examine himself, what kind of thing was he.

This time he finally understood.

His family's environment is good, well-bred, there are thousands of people in his family, and they are always affectionate when they meet each other, showing their upbringing...

But behind those upbringings, what is buried deep is the coldness of several generations.

His family is much more ruthless than in the novel.

In fact, real bullying is not humiliation, not beating, but they refuse to see you, and if you can't see, you don't exist.

Yu Dongchi knew from the first time he met Jiang Gezi that he liked it.

However, a person like himself, a sinner like himself, deserves to talk about emotion?

forget it!

In this life, he will probably never like anyone again.

Fifth Grandma and Jiang Gezi walked steadily.

Luxurious motorcades staggered with them.

The two people... never see each other again...