Lu Xun wrote fables about saints, fools and slaves.

Wise men, fools and slaves

Twenty weeds, wise men and fools and slaves

A slave is always looking for someone to complain about. As long as this is the case, it can only be like this. One day, he met a wise man.

"Sir!" He said sadly, tears ran down from the corner of his eyes in a line. "You know. I have hardly lived a human life. Eating a day is not necessarily a meal. This meal is just sorghum skin. Even pigs and dogs don't eat it. There is still only a small bowl ... "

"This is really pitiful." The wise man also said sadly.

"Yes!" He is very happy. "But there is no rest day and night at work: fetching water in the morning and cooking at night, grinding noodles in the running broker in the morning and evening, washing clothes and carrying umbrellas in the rain, burning steam stoves in winter and fanning in summer. Stew tremella in the middle of the night to serve the host to play with money; The first money has never been divided, and sometimes it is whipped ... "

"Alas alas ....." The wise man sighed, his eyes a little red, as if he were going to cry.

"sir! I can't go on perfunctory like this. I have to find another way. But what can we do? ……"

"I think, you will always get better ..."

"Are you? I hope so. However, I have complained to my husband and won your sympathy and comfort, which is much more comfortable. Visible justice is not extinct ... "

However, after a few days, he became uneven again and was still looking for someone to complain.

"Sir!" He said tearfully, "You know. I had a worse life than a pigsty. My master doesn't treat me like a human being; He treats his bulldog tens of thousands of times ... "

"Bastard!" The man shouted, which surprised him. That man is a fool.

"Sir, I live in a shabby hut, wet and cloudy, full of bugs. I really bite when I sleep. The dirty air goes straight to the nose, and there are no windows on all sides ... "

"won't you let your master open the window?"

"This how line? ……"

"Then, take me to see it!"

A fool and a slave went outside his house and smashed the mud wall.

"sir! What are you doing? " He said in shock.

"I will open a window for you."

"It's no use! The master will scold! "

"Who cares!" He still screwed up.

"People come! Robbers are destroying our house! Come on! You're going to make a hole later! ..... "He cried and rolled on the ground.

A group of minions came out and drove the fool away.

Hearing the shouts, the host came out slowly at last.

"There is a robber to destroy our house. I will shout first, and everyone will drive him away together. " He respectfully said to the resort.