I have opened a teahouse here for more than three years. When I first settled here, the blind man curled his lips in disdain and said sarcastically:
"Aren't you afraid of dead people knocking on your door in the middle of the night?"
"I didn't kill him, so what are you afraid of?" I said unhurriedly, "The dead are the easiest, the living are the trouble."
Misfortune is a prophecy. The dead have never knocked on my door, but the living have caused me endless trouble.