It’s not that it’s not working in my hometown, it’s because there are too many elderly people at home.

I’m going back to Beijing tomorrow, I’m so happy.

I feel like I can’t stay at home any longer.

I went for a walk along the river in the morning and saw residents on the first floor of the community planting green vegetables (called mustard in the north) in front of their homes, with large tracts of green leaves. I heard from my mother that these people were occupying public green land to grow vegetables, so the land in front of her house belonged to her family. He also continued to encroach on the public lawn, secretly digging more and more.

In addition, for the convenience of parking, the owners committee proposed to slightly widen the road and occupy some roadside green space. The old woman who grew vegetables on the first floor refused to comply, and started to connect with other residents on the first floor to cause trouble and spread rumors that the owners' committee was corrupt. When the meeting was being discussed, the old woman broke into the meeting place and said: "Whoever dares to dig, I will sleep on the ground and ask a car to run over me!" The matter was aborted.

I felt very annoyed after hearing this. But rationality tells me that since this kind of person is difficult to deal with, then let her be; growing vegetables can be considered greening; it’s really funny, living in a house in the city, but still eager to get a few dollars of vegetable money; the point is , How many more years can the old guy keep dancing? After she dies, I won't believe that her son will still grow vegetables.

As we walked up the river embankment, a man holding a child threw a plastic bag into the bushes on the side of the road. As I passed by, I said, "Don't throw away garbage!" The man was Weiwei "Okay." I instinctively wanted to pick it up and throw it into the trash can, but I also thought I should ask him to correct his behavior, so I turned around and shouted, "You can pick it up!" He had already walked away.

My mother quickly warned me not to worry about this, it was very dangerous, and even if the police were called in the end, they would not care. He also said that two old women were picking flowers last time, and a young girl told them about them, and the old women became angry.

What a dangerous fart! What's the matter with Xiongqi? It's just a quarrel. It's not a fight. Besides, a fight doesn't necessarily mean we suffer a loss.

My mother also said that she couldn’t change those people when they were so old.

I said, the reason I spoke out was to make them have some scruples and not dare to act arrogantly anymore.

Don’t say any more, or you will fall into an illogical debate. My mother has gone from a small thing in front of her to an extreme situation in an instant.

I remembered that I once registered at Jishuitan Hospital in Beijing. I had been waiting in line for several hours since early in the morning. Suddenly a strong man cut in front of me. The people behind me made trouble for him. He said carelessly: "I Just wait in line here!" Mom's saliva splashed on my face, and I was too scared to say anything. Thanks to the two girls behind me (they were not afraid), the security came to ask him away. The security guard was skinny and frail, less than half the height of a strong man. Look, evil forces have to bow their heads. Sometimes all I fear is paper tigers.

Of course I know how to protect myself. I don’t want to provoke people with knives and guns or big men with flowery arms. I just stay away when talking to people. Even if there is a fight, at most you will be injured, but generally it will not be seriously injured or fatal. Maybe after this battle, I will find that fighting is not just that, and I will become more comfortable.

Then I just want to go back to Beijing. Why do you think this place is like this? These days, I just hear about some family feuding, and in my opinion, it is just a big deal; people have nothing to do, so they can only talk about these things every day. It's just irrelevant human affairs. It makes me feel uncomfortable if it comes to my head today.

Going from Beijing to Shehong, and from Shehong to Beijing, is like a goldfish moving from one tank to another. The water quality in the two tanks is different, so it takes some time to get used to it.

Thinking about it again, it may not be that Beijing is really more rational and modern, but because we have to deal with the elderly at home and accept the backward energy they exude. In Beijing, there is almost no need to interact with the elderly, and no one forces you to do this or not.

Once I was talking to a friend about the difference in thinking between her and her parents. She said: "Old people are like this." I said that my mother is not old yet, and she said: "I treat people who are illogical. Collectively called the elderly.” It makes sense when you think about it.

If you have so-called dreams, if you want to change careers or change your current situation, don't discuss it with your parents. Most of them will not encourage you but scare you.

It is popular nowadays to manage your social circle well and stay away from people with negative energy. I think for most people, the first thing they need to stay away from is their parents. Mental distance.

For example, my parents were worried at first that I would not work and urged me to find a job; they also disapproved of my painting. But I insisted on my approach, and they gradually accepted it. In addition, I am sick and may feel depressed and unable to eat, so my parents are willing to let me do something that makes me happy. They were pretty nice and willing to try to understand me.

While I was writing this intermittently during the day, my mother was cooking. At noon, there is meatball and white radish soup, pickled yak meat, and hot jelly. In the evening, they stewed mutton and carrots non-stop; soaked mushrooms and fried mushrooms, a kind of red wild mushroom; and fried pea tips, Ling Yu asked for them. Sichuan winter seasonal vegetables are not produced in Beijing, and a portion costs thirty yuan.

At home, I have three dishes and one soup every day. When it’s time to order the meal, I’ll make it by myself. My clothes will be clean by myself, and even my underwear will be washed for me. When I eat three balanced meals at home, my skin becomes whiter and more radiant. It’s good to be able to make three meals out of ten in Beijing. The rest of the time, you either order takeout or postpone it and don’t eat at all.

In the evening, my mother prepared snacks for us to eat on the road tomorrow. The cured pig ears are thinly sliced, with a crisp bone in the middle; dried orange and grapefruit tofu, Ling Yu loves to eat; and room temperature yogurt. There was also raw smoked wild boar that was brought back to us to cook with rice. I was told to soak it first, wash it, cook it for about 20 minutes, then take it out and cut it into cubes for cooking. This way it will be cooked well and some of the oil can be skimmed off.

I don’t have insurance, and I have been putting off buying commercial insurance. I have been running naked for two years. My mother said that the community sells a medical insurance for urban residents that costs more than 200 yuan a year. She took me to the street to get it in a minute. Done. It can be used when you are seriously ill. My mother is an impatient person, and her love never delays.

During this year of unemployment and marriage, I have become more and more aware of the kindness my relatives have shown me. Ling Yu worked hard to earn money for me to spend money and take medicine. She also supported my various emotions, reminded me to eat and warmed my paws every day.

Seeing my mother busy in the kitchen, I can also feel her affection.

Ah, my husband and parents love me so much, and my existence depends on their support. This is Dependent Origination, this is the kindness that all sentient beings have shown me. My New Year's resolution is to eat three meals on time.

In the middle of the night, Ling Yu asked me to rub the soles of his feet. I thought of being grateful and wanting to be nice to him, so I rubbed them.

It is now around eight o'clock on February 4, and I am sitting on a bus bound for Chongqing to catch a flight in Chongqing.

A passenger left his mobile phone in a taxi. He contacted the taxi driver and asked him to bring it to him. After a while, he got into the car with his mobile phone. The people in the car asked: "How much did he give?"

"Five yuan."

Everyone asked again: "How much does he want?"

" He wants ten yuan."

The whole car laughed. The lady sitting next to the man said with disdain: "They come all the way to give you a mobile phone, so why don't you give them ten or twenty yuan? They are doing business to make money..."

I don't like being stingy. Ghost, in Sichuan dialect it’s called not upright. At that moment, I attributed it to the region, and felt that people in small places were small.

Thinking about it later, it may not be due to the geographical location. There are upright people in my hometown, and there are also small-minded people in Beijing. It’s just that the people in the circle I have good relationships with are all generous. My circle is relatively homogeneous, mainly composed of restless young drifters from Beijing. I don’t know many relatively well-behaved people in Beijing.

Thinking this way, I finally don’t despise my hometown so much. I used to think that Sichuan people are very humorous and interesting. Nothing in the world is so absolute. Just don’t think too binary and opposite. We are like light and dust. I was unhappy with what my mother told me earlier, but I can also see that she loves me and cooks food for me, and is not unhappy all the time. This is the right view. Okay, I won't casually say that people throw garbage everywhere or pee on the roadside. This is the way the world is. Let go of the loftiness of intellectuals. The younger generation is slowly becoming civilized. Haven't you seen that buses are now more standardized and pay more attention to safety?

"Fasten your seat belt, fasten your seat belt..." The female staff member got into the car and checked them one by one, and finally returned to the front of the car, "Driver, promise——"

"Let's drive." Slow down, don't overtake people, don't overtake other vehicles..." The driver's voice was as smooth as the pebbles by the Fujiang River.

"Oh, aren't you!...Only a dog's hands are warm."

"This is called warmth! You turtle is in need of love..."

So we embarked on a pleasant journey to Chongqing.