In the evening, I leaned on the gate of the courtyard and watched all kinds of people under the afterglow of the setting sun. Similarly, a lonely old lady has become the scenery in other people's eyes.
"Hello, Grandma Yang." A very nice young man, the old lady's tenant. I heard that he came to Beijing to see Mr. M.
"Goodbye, Grandma Yang." The young man said hurriedly.
"Hey, slow down, why are you in such a hurry?" "Mr. Zhou is ill and refuses to rest and recuperate no matter how much I advise him. I mobilized some people to go to the palace gate to ask the Prime Minister to rest." After saying that, he walked away.
It was getting dark, and the old lady walked back to the house, pulled out two photos, and sat by the bed silently. The moon is extraordinarily bright tonight, and I don't know what time it is, but it is definitely late. The young man hasn't gone home yet, so their petition will not be that easy. Yes, he is not someone who is easily disturbed by others, let alone in this dawn era! But, "Runzhi, you should take a rest."
There seemed to be the sound of a car outside the door. Oh, how could there be a noble person at the door of my old lady's house!
"Old sister, old sister." A noble person really came to the door.
"Mr. Zhou's health is so bad. I came here just to ask my elder sister to persuade him. We can't just watch the country's heroes... He still has to see our country prosper!"
Intention: sadomasochism