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162 Ugly under the Temptation of Benefits

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    Entering the inner courtyard, I found that many people had gathered.  I asked, and my cousin said that there are already enough people helping, so there is nothing we need to do.  So, apart from being with my father and watching the kids, there wasn't much else for us as a family to do here.

    Seeing that my father was accompanied by my mother every step of the way, I took the children to the outside yard to play.  There are already many children in the yard, one of them is a descendant of the family.  His grandma watched from the sidelines and greeted me when she saw us coming.  I quickly let the child call "sister".  Although she already has a grandson, in terms of family seniority, she is only of the same generation as my child.

    "Did you see those people?" the child's grandmother asked mysteriously.

    I was a little confused, so I asked back with some doubts: "I see, what's the matter?"

    "A bunch of beggars!" the child's grandmother replied disdainfully.

    "What? Beggars? No way, aren't they all small bosses (for those people, I more or less know two, they are all small contractors, and they can be regarded as people with small assets)?" Hearing this, I used  Exclaimed in a suspicious tone.

    "What boss? Since they are brothers, why didn't they come when the gift money was needed yesterday? Do you think they really came to help? They just came to get some benefits. Come today, you can relax  Get rewards (cigarettes and red envelopes), and be able to eat and drink. People like them who don¡¯t want to pay anything but want to get something for nothing, what is the difference from a beggar? Beggars get gifts by begging,  And they just come here to have fun, eat and drink, so is there any difference in their essence?"

    I never would have thought that a rural woman would make such a brilliant statement.  After being dazed for a while, he said with emotion: "Yes, as you said, these so-called bosses are actually just beggars!" At the same time, I thought in my heart that these people might be the rumored drinking and meat friends.  Maybe, when my father was in a brilliant career, he was surrounded by such people.  Now, my father's business has declined, and these disgusting flies are looking for a new habitat.  In fact, my father is sad. Now, there are probably only a few disciples and half-disciples who are somewhat blood related to him.  It's just that the bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused.  How many people who are really in it can recognize who is their real friend?  In such a festive atmosphere, I can't remind my cousin.  I can only pray that the tragedy of my father will not be repeated on my cousin.  At the same time, I also hope that my cousin can still keep a clear head when his career is brilliant, and can truly distinguish between people who can be friends with and people who can't be friends with.  I don't want my cousin to throw too much money on those mercenary flies.

    After being reminded by the incisive remarks of the child's grandma, when I went to see the so-called bosses who were well-dressed and looked like human beings, I clearly noticed their ugliness.  Through their bewitching humanoid skins, I see the real faces of flies that are full of foul smell and evil.  In their eyes, there is only money (like the corrupted things in the eyes of flies). Once they suck it up, they will fly away mercilessly, relying on their keen sense of smell to find new prey.  All they see is gleaming wealth.  Because you have wealth, they will regard you as a friend; once the wealth disappears, they will no longer know you; what they see is only wealth, but no friends; the only criterion for them to measure friends is wealth; for  For them, once your wealth is gone, then they are already worthy of you if they don't make trouble

    The market economy has indeed promoted the take-off of my country's economy and indeed improved people's living standards.  However, the market economy has also exacerbated the gap between the rich and the poor and brought more social injustice. What is even more frightening is that the market economy has bred more and more flies.  Under the huge temptation of profits, the world is going downhill. Children can't buy safe milk powder, and adults can't eat safe food In order to make money, more and more businessmen are doing whatever they can.  Whether the market economy is good or bad, who can say for sure?

    Although everyone hates flies, it is inevitable that they will be harassed by flies every year.  This was an unavoidable thing.  With a pang of sadness in my heart, I just hope that not too many people are reduced to flies, and at the same time that more people are able to recognize flies.  I hope that people will not be willing to associate with flies, and will not suffer more harm from them.

    I took another look at those high-spirited, high-spirited, and self-righteous flies, and I couldn't help showing a look of incomparable disgust.  In fact, I can't wait to pick up a giant fly swatter to kill or scatter these flies that are constantly polluting the environment.  It's just that, after all, they are still wearing human skins. If they are really shot to death, they will violate the law.?; Of course, I can't drive away all these nasty guys like flying flies, so that the happy atmosphere that my cousin created with great difficulty will be completely destroyed by me.  Shaking my head helplessly, I can only continue to look at the children who are playing.

    Of course, thanks to the whole holiday, we took care of the children very seriously.  Otherwise, the consequences are not something we can bear.  It is said that during this holiday, a child from a family in our neighboring town disappeared.  Later, it was never found.  For a while, the disappearance of the child became a hot topic among local people.  Most people would think, why would those devoid of conscience take these children away?  Most kind people think that these people should sell the children they got away.  However, for the sake of money, some people will do even more wicked things.  Some people said that those people would dig out the child's certain organs, and then send the child to the vicinity of the village.  However, the missing child has never been found, so this possibility has been ruled out.  It was also said that those people would break the hands and feet of the kidnapped children to win people's sympathy, and then let them beg along the street.  I don't know if the latter two cruel situations really exist.  If there is, then I very much hope that God can open his holy eyes and sprinkle divine light (lightning) to evaporate these hateful social dregs, so that the world will be quiet.

    The news of children missing or even dying during the National Day makes us feel scared when we think about it.  Fortunately, we are always careful and cautious, so we don't let such a disaster befall our children.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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