Kang Hongtai went home to cook noodles and didn't come out. Yun Dajian didn't seem to be hungry anymore after eating four pieces of buckwheat cakes. Muyi basked in the sun for a while next to Sister Hao and Muping. The wind picked up, but it was still blowing hard.

cold.

Yun Dajian: "Sister Hao, the wind is blowing a bit cold in this dam, let's go back to the house and play cards?"

Sister Hao: "Let's go, whose house are we going to?"

Mu Ping: "It's better to go to my house. That doghouse built by Yun Dajian stinks."

Yun Dajian smiled awkwardly. "I don't have a girlfriend."

Mu Ping: "Could it be that you are looking for a girlfriend to clean up the smelly doghouse for you? Then you might as well find a nanny."

Yun Dajian: "Oh, I would like to hire a nanny. Unfortunately, this little salary is only enough to make ends meet. You see, the cigarettes I smoke are the most smoky 'Wu Niu'."

Sister Hao: "Mu Ping, don't tell him anymore. I'll make Yun Dajian angry after a while, but I haven't tricked him yet."

Mu Ping: "That's right. Why didn't I think of it? It's a sin, a sin."

…

Mu Ping and Sister Hao sang and laughed.

The four of them came to Mu Ping's house, and Mu Ping took out a deck of playing cards. Yun Dajian helped set up the table, and Sister Hao and Mu Yi helped set up the benches. Mu Ping's room suddenly became much more crowded.

The pungent smell from the burning coals in the stove made everyone choke and cough.

Sister Hao: "Mu Ping, go and open the window at the back to circulate the air."

There is an open space behind Muping's house. The cold wind blows in through the window and then blows out through the door. It quickly dilutes the pungent air in the house. But it also lowers the temperature in the house. The cold wind

Everyone was shivering from the blowing.

Yun Dajian: "Sister Hao, you should close the doors and windows a little smaller. The blowing is unbearable."

Sister Hao: "Why is this young man not cold at all at such a young age?"

Mu Ping: "He's wearing too few clothes. He needs demeanor, not warmth."

Mu Yi took a look and saw that Yun Dajian was only wearing an autumn coat and a sweater on his upper body, a pair of autumn trousers and a pair of Western trousers on his lower body, and he was wearing slippers and no socks. It was strange that he wasn't cold.

I wore autumn clothes, a sweater, and a coat, but I still felt cold. I also wore a thin scarf. Sister Hao and the others wore thicker clothes. In addition to the autumn clothes and sweaters, they also wore thick down jackets, and wore a thin scarf.

Thick long scarf.

The four of them played an "upgraded" poker game. Gradually, Mu Yi temporarily forgot his worries and was infected by the joy of the game. His mood became much happier, and there were more smiles on his face.

Mu Ping: "Sister Hao, look, the little old man is smiling."

Sister Hao was stunned at first, but she quickly realized it, looked at Mu Yi and started laughing too. Yun Dajian looked at Mu Yi and started laughing too. Mu Yi always understood when he saw everyone laughing.

Mu Ping figured out who the "little old man" was. He looked at Mu Ping and said, "Sister Ping, why do you give people random nicknames?"

Mu Ping: "Wait a minute." After saying that, he stood up, walked into the inner room, took out a mirror, and handed it to Mu Yi.

"Look."

Mu Yi took the mirror and looked at it. Is the face in the mirror still his own?

What kind of face is this? Unshaven, dull eyes, dull complexion, and messy hair. How long has it been since I looked in the mirror? Hmm. It seems like I haven’t looked in the mirror every day. I just brush my hair when I get up.

I wiped my face with a washcloth, sometimes I combed my hair with a plastic comb, sometimes I didn’t seem to comb it at all, it seemed like it was like this almost every day.

Mu Yi looked at his unfamiliar self in the mirror, and was a little surprised! Why did he become like this? He returned the mirror to Mu Ping with some embarrassment. Mu Ping put the mirror back, and everyone continued to play cards.

The topic at this time mainly revolved around Mu Yi.

"Mu Yi, have you encountered any difficulties?" Sister Hao asked Mu Yi.

Mu Yi shook his head.

Sister Hao continued to ask: "It doesn't matter. If you encounter any difficulties, just tell them. Tell them and we will all find ways to help you."

Yun Dajian: "Are we, Mu Yi, broken in love?"

Mu Yi glanced at Yun Dajian but still said nothing.

Yun Dajian: "It doesn't exist. I've been broken up many times. I've been sad and painful before, you see." As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and rolled up his sleeve. Only the upper part of his left wrist was visible.

The word "quiet" is faintly engraved on it.

Mu Ping: "Wow! Your first love is called 'Jing'?"

Yun Dajian nodded.

Mu Ping: "Did we separate?"

Yun Dajian said "Yeah" and then said: "Oh, I regret it."

Sister Hao: "Can it be washed off?"

Yun Dajian: "I can't wash it off. I can't even scrape it off with a knife."

Mu Ping: "Is there anything that can't be scraped off? Just cut off the skin and you'll be fine. I'm not afraid of pain."

Yun Dajian: "It really hurts. I regret it."

Mu Ping: "You men are all like this. You are easily impulsive. You do things and then regret them."

Sister Hao: "Muyi, do you think working here is boring?"

It seemed that Sister Hao had spoken to Mu Yi's heart. Mu Yi finally nodded and said, "That's right. I feel very unmotivated. All I do is eat and sleep all day long, living in a hazy state.

"

Sister Hao: "Then let me tell you a story."

Mu Yi blinked and looked at Sister Hao curiously, wondering what story she wanted to tell him.

"The story goes like this. It is said that in the past, there was such an old lady who looked sad and depressed all day long. One day she went to the temple to pray to God and worship Buddha. The old monk in the temple asked her, female donor,

Why are you so sad? The old lady said, Master, you don’t know something. I have two sons. The eldest son’s family sells cloth shoes, and the younger son’s family sells umbrellas. When it rains,

Well, the eldest son’s cloth shoes can’t be sold. It’s a sunny day, but the younger son’s umbrellas can’t be sold. So, I’m worried whether it’s sunny or rainy. It’s really too distressing for you.

Guess what the old monk said to this old lady?"

Mu Yi shook his head.

Sister Hao continued: "The old monk told the old lady that the weather is either raining or sunny. Wouldn't you be happy if you think about it the other way around? On rainy days, the umbrella seller has a business; on sunny days, the cloth shoe seller

The eldest son has a business. Whether it is the eldest son or the younger son, they are all your sons. So, no matter whether it is sunny or rainy, your son has a business. When the old lady thought about it, she was right.

So I went back happily. From then on, I no longer looked sad or depressed."

Mu Yi didn't know why Sister Hao told such a story. He looked at Sister Hao with some confusion.

Sister Hao: "Actually, the weather does not change because of what the old lady thinks or what the old monk says. It is just like the environment we are in now. Whether you are happy or not, the mountain is this mountain and the road is

On this road, it will rain when it should rain, and it will snow when it should snow. We cannot change these. What can we change? It is our mentality. Our mentality towards the environment we are in, towards ourselves

The mentality of our work, as well as our mentality towards ourselves.”

"Attitude is very important. If you face it with a positive attitude, you will gain a positive life. If you face it with a negative attitude, you will only gain a negative life."

Sister Hao's words penetrated Mu Yi's hard shell like a trickle and gradually flowed into his heart.

Yes! No matter how sad or painful you are, you can't change your birth, your past, or your current environment. The only thing that can change is yourself. Of course, this change shouldn't be as negative and decadent as it is now, but

It should be sunny and proactive.

Mu Yi's eyes were a little moist. "Sister Hao, thank you. I know what to do."

Sister Hao: "It's good if you know. Come on, young man! Sister believes in you!"

Mu Yi put down the playing cards in his hand, stood up, said goodbye to everyone and left.

Yun Dajian shouted from behind: "Why don't you stop playing?"

Mu Ping gave Yun Dajian a look. "You know nothing."
Chapter completed!