Don’t you hear me? I’m going to reward you for turning your neck. Be polite to you people. Why don’t you just walk well? Did you hear us? You didn’t even listen.
It’s not that Yao Na felt it, but that he heard the sound of his head ringing.
Hee hee, he laughed. These happy lords may the emperor bless you.
Driving your wife? asked the tall man
Me? Hee hee, these happy lords, my wife is now a pile of mud, hahaha, staying in the grave, and now my son is dead, but I’m still alive. Do you blame death for admitting the wrong door? It should have come to me but found my son.
Yao Na turned around and wanted to talk about how his son died. Unexpectedly, the camel gently breathed a sigh of relief and said, Thank God they finally arrived in Yao Na. Twenty kopecks of fare paid for a long time. Looking at the back of those wanderers, he saw them walk into a dark gate and disappeared. He fell into a lonely place again. Silence came to him again. Yao Na just forgot his distress and now tore his chest harder. He looked at the endless crowds on both sides of the street with anxiety and pain. Among the tens of millions of people, no one wanted to listen to him. However, the crowd came. In a hurry, no one noticed that he was even more indifferent to his distress, and the distress rolled in and it would drown the sky, but at the same time it would be hidden in a small body, even if it was lit by a torch during the day
Yao Na saw a servant sweeping the courtyard with a small bun and decided to talk to him.
Brother, what time is it now? He asked
What are you doing here after nine o’clock? Pull your sleigh away.
Yao na drove the sled a few steps away and bent down to torment him. He felt that it was useless to tell others about his troubles now, but after five minutes, he straightened up and shook his head as if he felt a sharp pain. He pulled the reins and he couldn’t stand it.
Back to the cart shop. He wants to go back to the cart shop.
The thin horse seemed to understand his idea and trotted off. After about an hour and a half, Yao Na was sitting by a dirty big stove, and the benches on the hearth floor sounded everywhere. People were snoring, smelly and stuffy. Yao Na looked at those who were asleep and scratched himself and regretted working so early.
I didn’t even earn money to buy oats, he thought. That’s my trouble. If a person cares about his own business and feeds himself and his horse, he will never have anything to worry about.
In the corner, a young coachman got up and cleared his throat in a sleepy mood, and walked to the bucket.
Do you want to drink water? Yao Na asked.
Not to drink water
Then have a good drink. What about me, brother? My son is dead. Did you hear me? I died in the hospital this week.
Yao Na watched a family’s reaction to what he said, but he didn’t respond at all. The young man was even asleep. The old man sighed and scratched his body repeatedly, just like the young man was thirsty for water. He was eager to talk. His son died almost a week ago, but he hasn’t talked about it well. He has to find someone to tell him how he got sick and suffered. What he said at the end of his life, how he died and how he was buried in the hospital. I have to tell her about Anixia, a daughter who lives in a foreign country. Yes, he is full of words now, and people should scream, sigh and shed tears. It would be better if I could talk to women. Although they are all stupid, they will burst into tears if they don’t listen to two sentences.
Go and see the horse. Yao Na can always get enough sleep without worrying when she wants to sleep.
He dressed and came to the stable, where his horse was. He remembered that the weather of oats and forage was not for his son to talk to others when he was alone, but he thought that he had described his appearance, which was terrible.
Are you eating grass? Yao Na saw the horse’s eyes shining and asked, Eat delicious. Since I didn’t earn money to buy oats, the forage is still the same. I’m old and can’t drive the car. It’s my son who should drive the car. I can’t. He’s a real driver. I wish he were alive
Yao na was silent for a while and then said
That’s it, man. My little mare, Kuzma Yaoqi, is gone and died. For example, you are a pony now, and you are the mother of this pony. For example, this pony died suddenly. Aren’t you sad?
The thin horse chewed grass and listened to breathe to its owner.
Yao Na was so fascinated that he told it all his heart.
In 1886
nightmare
Kunin, a member of the Standing Committee of Agricultural Machinery, is a young man in his thirties. The first thing he did after returning to his manor Polisovo from Petersburg was to send people to ride horses to Yakov smirnoff, a local priest in Sinkovo village.
After about five hours, Yakov came.
Nice to meet you. Kuning greeted him in the lobby and said that I have lived here for a year. Now it’s time for you and me to meet. It’s a great honor to meet you, but I didn’t expect you to be so young. Kuning exclaimed and asked Guigeng
Mr. Twenty, Reverend Yakov said, gently holding each other’s hands and reaching over, and his face turned red.
Kuning led the visitor into the room and looked him up.
What a vulgar face, like a village woman’s face, he thought to himself