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Speaking aside, is it a charge for the single chapter speech last night? It’s damn it. I wrote it directly after I finished it. I didn’t check it. It’s a bit embarrassing. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! ****
Wang Bo handed the wine to the old man. When the two touched the cup, he said with emotion: "Come, let us respect the life of this bitch."
The old man and him hit the cup, took a sip of wine and closed his eyes and intoxicated against the tree. After half a minute, he slowly sighed and whispered: "Good wine."
Wang Bo can't drink the shochu, but the old man seems to be a living person. His sense of enjoyment during wine tasting also affects Pharaoh, so he feels that the wine in the cup is better than before.
When drinking the first glass of wine, the old man said nothing, just gently squatting and tasting.
However, Wang Bo, who is sitting next to him, is not bored. He is obsessively observing the change of the expression of the old man. He looks at his attitude of enjoying the wine, as if watching a story.
When he finished his first cup, Wang Bo would pour him again.
The old man shook his head and said: "It’s a pity that it’s such a great wine to drink too fast. It’s better to tell a story, a good-hearted young man, you seem to be dissatisfied with life?”
Wang Bo said: "No, I love life, I think life is wonderful."
The old man looked at him strangely: "Why did you just say ‘respect this dog’s life?’ This is not right, isn’t it?”
After listening to this, Wang Bohaha laughed and said: "Hey, you misunderstood me, I was so emotional at the time. Recently I just had a father, the child can really toss, let me sometimes feel tired, so forbearance I can't stop saying this."
The old man laughed too. He said to the kitten: "It turns out that it is, then I should congratulate you, boy, father, you have entered a new living environment, experience it, remember these feelings, wait for you to come to me. You will miss your age."
Wang Bo shook his head and said: "Maybe, I am willing to miss it, but now I don't want to experience it more seriously, otherwise I think I will die!"
"Is it annoying to die?"
Wang Bo laughed, and he again gestured to the old man to pour wine.
The old man hesitated, and then said: "I am very grateful for your boldness, but I don't want to waste this wine. Can you pour me a little to let me drink tomorrow?"
Wang Bodao: "Old man, why wait until tomorrow? We have a saying in China that life is full of joy, so don't let the gold go to the moon! Come on, since you like this wine, just drink enough!"
The old man muttered his words thoughtfully, his face showing an unprecedented smile, and his face was wrinkled.
He handed the cup to Wang Bo and said, "You are right. Your attitude towards life requires me to study. Obviously I am not open-minded."
Wang Bo thinks that he is self-effacing. The attitude of the New Zealand vagrants is open-minded. The old man is still wandering at such ages, and he obviously has unique views on life.New Zealand's welfare is second to none in the world. No matter what the situation, it is very difficult to be poor and to be homeless.
sick? Not afraid, New Zealand universal health care is free.
no job? Not afraid, the government can issue grants on a regular basis.
Even the tramp has subsidies for living expenses. The government still manages to eat and control. Many cities have built love apartments for the tramp. They do not have to pay for water and electricity in the apartment. Lawn and garbage are all responsible for the government.
Of course, in this case, it is impossible to think of a good life, as long as you are hungry and not dead.
In this case, there are still tramps in New Zealand. There are many reasons for becoming a tramp. Some people are gambling, lose all their money, and go to the wandering to find redemption.
Some people are good wines. They are not enjoying wine, but drinking alcohol. They are wandering around New Zealand and become a social elimination.
Seeing the attitude of the old man to the wine, he knows that he is a good drinker, but he is by no means an alcoholic. The tramp of alcoholism can't control his will, and he can drink it when he sees the wine until he gets drunk on the ground.
There are also some tramps that are interesting, bankrupt small traders, students who can't stand the pressure of academics, artists who don't meet talents, pursue philosophers who are true to life, and so on.
When the tramp is not hard work in New Zealand, the country is picturesque everywhere, and local governments will continue to organize charitable activities to give them regular food and clothing and money.
Some people wandering simply like this out-of-home, carefree lifestyle, but in Wang Bo's view, this is a lifestyle that is irresponsible to life and family.
There was a tramp in the town of sunset, but he could not see why the old man was wandering because of what.
Drinking wine, the old man seems to have guessed his doubts, and smiled and said: "You wonder why I wandered? Yes, I am a wanderer."
Wang Bo said: "You are not the same as a general tramp, so I guess you may be an artist or a philosopher."
The old man shook his head and he asked, "Do you think I am different?"
Wang Bo pointed at the cat in his arms and said: "Your clothes are very clean, the cat's fur is also very clean, obviously you love life, this is the biggest difference."
The old man slowly sipped his drink and said: "You have wine, I have a story. If you don't delay your time, would you like to hear it?"
Wang Bodao: "Let's talk about it first."
The old man said to the cat: "I don't introduce myself. The name is a codeless name. The reason why I am wandering in New Zealand is looking for my child."
"I have been wandering for 30 years and said that I have traveled all over New Zealand. This may be a bit exaggerated, but it is also true."
Wang Bo immediately frowned. "Your child is lost? Why not call the police?"
The old man smiled and said: "Yes, my child lost, how can I not have an alarm? But 30 years ago, the police force is not as abundant as it is now, there is no monitor, and even the computer has not completed the networking work.""Is the child lost, was it stolen? Or was it lost? Or was it murdered? I don't know, I turned to the police and asked for newspapers and television. It was useless."
"Then I thought, I did something wrong, I had to redeem myself, so I resigned and left the school and started roaming in New Zealand to find my child."
Wang Bo asked again: "Why don't you bring his photo?"
The old man laughed and said: "Good boy, if my child grows up healthily, he is even bigger than you, then what good is it if I take his picture?"
He said, he was a little sentimental: "I don't know what he is like now. Only when he is in a dream can he see his face, but when he wakes up, he has nothing."
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