Miscellaneous things in the world·Adu’s people

A Du is not actually called A Du. Only the boss who has seen his ID card knows his real name.

The boss is the owner of this inn. That year, he searched for Adu Haoqi Yuntian’s resume with rich experience from the recruitment website. As if a call from fate, he made a phone call. Within a few days, he was full of travel and dust. Carrying a military green backpack that contained most of his belongings, Ah Du climbed up the mountain hummingly and knocked on the door of the inn.

The young man may be a little dark, but he is full of energy.

The work in the inn is simple, the aunties do the cleaning, cooking and tidying up the rooms. The only thing Adu needs is to have guests come to help with luggage and run errands. In his early years, A'du wandered around and became a man. He had some ability to talk to people and ghosts. In addition, he was young and strong. He could walk quickly on the mountain with two suitcases, so everyone came to stay. Many guests praised it.

In short, after a few days of work, the boss was quite satisfied, so Adu stayed.

When registering his identity, he made a copy of his ID card. The unimpressive photo had an ordinary and unimpressive name, and the piece of paper was pressed at the bottom of the drawer from then on.

Compared to his real name, "A'Du" is easier to remember, so he called her away.

I was once asked where this name came from.

Adu took out a paper box from his baggy trouser pocket. A few crumpled cigarettes were exposed in the wrinkled cigarette box. He thought that smoking was prohibited in the house and he was too lazy to run out. The box was squeezed in my hand and then it was still far away.

Take a small orange nearby and peel it open. The sour taste is overflowing, but you can’t tell whether it is sweet or not.

"...the ring blocks Xiao Ran and blocks the wind and the sun." After speaking, he spat the seeds into the trash can.

The person who asked patiently burst out laughing when he saw such a result. As if looking at a monkey, I never thought that rough people also have literary and artistic feelings.

No matter how others joked and laughed at him, Ah Du continued to eat the oranges, which were so sore that his teeth were weak.

This was one of the few sentences he remembered in his short academic career.

From "The Biography of Mr. Wu Liu" by Tao Yuanming, a textbook for the second grade of junior high school.

After reading an article at that time, apart from not being able to write an article, I felt that Mr. Wuliu’s clumsy, short brown knot, and repeated empty scoops made him feel deeply excited.

Isn’t that exactly what I was talking about?

So I spent several nights secretly lighting candles to memorize this ancient article. It was as if I had kowtowed to Mr. Wu Liu, exchanged posts, and drank blood wine with him. In an instant, I saw that all the classmates around me were as small as ants. .

Later, I had no money to study, so I traveled around the world for several years. I named myself Adu and would say a few words to everyone I met with the meaning behind it. There were almost no people willing to listen, so I stopped talking, and when I did, I was only greeted with a few words of ridicule. It seems that those who come out to hang out shouldn't learn such a formal tone. Only when they talk nonsense can they be called big brothers.

He just curled his lips and hid in bed at night, continuing to read a pirated book he bought from a roadside stall.

The paper was yellowed, and he couldn't tell whether there were misprints.

On the cover are printed the words "China's most beautiful ancient poems" and "Chinese people must read ancient texts".

Books are bought by the pound. One night after having a barbecue and taking a walk, I saw a stall on the side of the road. In front of it was written in black and white "20 yuan a pound, good for both children and adults." An old man with a white beard sat behind the scale, fanning himself against mosquitoes with a broken cattail leaf fan.

Dupidianpidian, who still has some ink in his stomach, picked up a few books. I thought I could make a lot of money, but when I weighed it in, I was dumbfounded. It was more expensive than the market price. It's not a scam! But the young man was too shy to reprimand someone for being such an innocent child, and he felt that he was afraid of being laughed at if he put it back, so he took out the crumpled money, picked up the book, and turned away.

It’s a bit expensive, but the savings will be worth it.

As a result, I ate vegetarian dishes for a few days and my face turned pale.

Fortunately, he likes to read these ancient texts and poems, and takes them with him wherever he goes. After finishing a day's work, I lay in bed and read a few lines from him, as if I should have lived in ancient times, reciting poems, composing poems, and farming and selling melons. The article may not be fully understood, but "without asking for a deep understanding, and happily forgetting to eat every time he understands it" is the best state for him.

So no matter how much the people around him laughed at him, Adu always had the attitude of "I am sober when everyone is drunk", and he did not force anything.

No one around me understands it anyway, so reciting the sentence is like seeing a ghost.

"We have guests, Bridge No. 3."

"Here we come!"

A'du responded to the boss's order, threw away the orange peel, and went down the mountain. Went to pick up guests.

When going down the mountain, you can see the village shrouded in fog. More than ten years ago, this was a little-known backward mountainous area. In recent years, through vigorous development of tourism, it has attracted many tourists because of its unique ethnic minority characteristics.

There were bursts of music and laughter at the foot of the mountain.

It’s just a group of city people rushing to the mountains, smashing down several red tickets, living in an old house for a few days, eating a few native chickens, and breathing a few breaths of clean mountain air. It’s also called a vacation.

Duba smacked his lips, suddenly feeling that the orange he just ate was so sour.