24. Biography of Wu Song II
Next, Wu Song talked about the second half of the story with his unique southern accent.
The brave Wu Song saved many people on the battlefield, and even saved an enemy he had never met. Perhaps that person's name never appeared in the newspaper, and no reporter reported on this matter, but Wu Song did save that person's life.
Perhaps, a fool is really blessed. After the war, when Wu Song was poor, he met his former comrade-in-arms Li Kui, who was keen on shrimp hunting.
"Damn, it's great to see you. I thought you were dead." Li Kui gave Wu Song a tight hug, and his hot breath sprayed on his neck.
But Wu Song said, "You may not believe me. I can run as fast as the wind!" Starting from tomorrow, if I go somewhere, I will run."
"Well, you're still the same. Listen to me. Dude wants to go to the seaside to catch shrimps and make a fortune. There is a lack of helper. Do you want to join? If you make half of the money, it's mine." Li Kui patted Wu Song on the shoulder and told him.
"Okay, mom said that you should keep your promise. I promised you, so I must go." Wu Song saluted Li Kui.
From that day on, Wu Song went to the seaside and followed Li Kui to catch shrimps. They got up early and went to bed late. At dawn, they drove a boat to the deep sea area hundreds of miles away to catch shrimp. The degree of hard work and danger can be imagined.
But the income is pitiful. It can only maintain their daily expenses. Wu Song is nothing. He is usually very thrifty. He can wear a pair of underwear for several years, and he is never picky about food. But Li Kui, since he participated in the war, has changed. He has to drink a lot of wine and spend a lot of money every day to find the fun of survival.
Life is getting more and more difficult, and shrimp fishing is becoming more and more dangerous and hard. Many people have begun to switch to other businesses, and only a few large fleets continue to work at sea.
Until one day, the sea breeze came. More than a dozen levels of sea breeze, without warning, attacked the port, destroyed most of the ships, and once again showed the world the irresistible power of nature. Although the disaster was inevitable, the terrible sea breeze brought a lot of fresh rain and surging waves. More fish and shrimp came.
The god of luck fell on Wu Song again. On the night when the sea breeze hit, he was alone on the boat. Although he floated on the sea for a day and a night, he did not die and miraculously caught a large number of live shrimps. Maybe Li Kui never dreamed that they would turn over one day, but this day finally came. .
A few months later, they made a fortune. Li Kui's broken fishing boat and the lucky Wu Song became well-known hot topics, and the orders flew like snowflakes. It didn't take long for them to become millionaires.
Li Kui used all his money to buy a bankrupt fleet to continue his shrimp fishing career, while Wu Song returned to his mother to live an ordinary life.
As early as his childhood, Wu Song had a dream of becoming a hard-working gardener. Now he has done it and is carefully pruning every lawn. As long as he is willing, even the royal garden will appear.
"Wow, such a person must be great. I seem to have heard of it somewhere. Can you tell me what happened to him later?" She asked.
Next, Wu Song told the last story.
Happiness knocks on the door one after another, which means different things to different people.
Although Wu Song has made a fortune, he still lives in his own world as always. No matter who borrows money from him, he will be generous. Even if it is some public welfare charity, he will offer his love without complaint.
And this love finally touched God. He sent the lost lamb Jinlian back to his hometown. Finally, one day, Jinlian came back. She and Wu Song lived together for a period of time. One night, Jinlian threw herself into Wu Song's arms, and then quietly left at dawn.
When you love someone, you will not think about her.
Once you lose her, you will be in pain.
This pain can't be healed, because the heart has already been broken.
In order to end his life as soon as possible, Wu Song thought for a long time about how to die would be more meaningful. This is a problem, because he didn't want his mother to be sad. He wanted to die gloriously and calmly, and would not let anyone care about him.
Finally, one morning, he thought that it was running, non-stop running, running all over the Song Dynasty, running to the ends of the earth, the end of the world, let his footprints, his life disappear on the journey of life.
So, from that day on, Wu Song began his three-year life of hiking through the Song Dynasty.
Some people say that life is lonely and painful to live. Wu Song also felt it faintly, so he began to run and kept running.
From Luzhou to the north, he ran all the way to the Great Wall, and then to the west to the desert. When he saw the oasis, he turned all the way to the ends of the earth, until the sea breeze blew on his face...
Maybe the journey of life is really lonely and lonely, but Wu Song met many like-minded people on the way. They followed him all the way, followed him, ran and ran, and kept running until they ran all the roads of Song Dynasty.
Finally, Wu Song stopped on the widest road. He turned around and asked the comrades, "Who can tell me why I want to run?"
No one can answer this question, because they have run too much, and it is too difficult to find a suitable reason to explain the reason for running.
In order to get a suitable reason, Wu Song planned to go home and ask his mother.
At this time, it was three years later. When he returned home, Wu Song saw Jinlian again, and there was a little boy, who was his son. At this time, Jinlian had an incurable disease. Wu Song spent a happy time with Jinlian and his son.
When the next spring comes, Jinlian passed away, and his mother also left. Although this is a very sad thing, he has found the goal he will eventually protect. He has to take good care of his son and stay in his wife's place where he rests. He tells her what he has seen and heard every day. She offered a bouquet of flowers.
It was not until a gust of wind blew, and the feather that belonged to him began to dance in the wind again. When his son grew up, the story was over.