Appearance: ① Double body; The previous purple round face has turned gray-yellow, adding deep wrinkles; Like his father, his eyes are swollen all around, which I know. People who farm by the sea blow the sea breeze all day, which is generally the case. He wore a worn felt hat on his head and only a thin cotton-padded coat on his body. Holding a paper bag and a long pipe in my hand is not the red and round hand I remember, but thick, stupid and cracked, like pine bark.

Language: ① He stopped with a happy and sad expression on his face; His lips are moving, but he is silent. Finally, he shouted respectfully and clearly, "Sir! ……"

He turned and said, "Shui Sheng, kowtow to the master." He pulled out the child hiding behind him. It was a leap soil 20 years ago, but it was thinner and yellower, and there was no silver ring around its neck. "This is the fifth child, never seen the world, evasive ..."

(3) "the old lady. The letter arrived early. I really enjoyed it until my master came back ... "said Runtu.

(4) "very difficult. Lao Liu will also help, but he always doesn't have enough to eat ... it's not peaceful ... money is needed everywhere, there is no rule ... the harvest is not good. If you plant something and choose to sell it, you always have to donate it several times and lose money; Don't sell can only rot ... "

He just shook his head; Although his face is engraved with many wrinkles, it doesn't move at all, just like a stone statue. He just feels bitter, but he can't describe it. After a short silence, he picked up his pipe and smoked silently.