The grumpy uncle sat on the steps with his legs crossed, holding a bottle of white wine in his hand and a few bags of cold vegetables beside him, pouring and drinking by himself.

Friends in the live broadcast room who saw this scene couldn't help but joke.

Nanako: Alas, another poor migrant worker.

Eating lobster every meal: a loser male engineering dog who has no friends all year round.

Dongfeng 41: Isn’t this me? It’s better to live alone and comfortably than to vomit in social media.

Nanako: Up on the top floor, isn’t this uncle one of the many people here? He has no car, no house, no girlfriend, and if one person has enough to eat, the whole family will not be hungry.

Dongfeng 41: If a person drinks alcohol alone, he should be a person with a lot of stories, right?

Nanako: Host, can you go and have a chat with him? You don’t have to interact with everyone, we just listen.

Nanako's proposal was recognized by many people.

They want to listen to some real stories more than Pan Zigazi's pre-set scripts.

To be honest, after what happened this morning, Liu Jie also wanted to talk to the grumpy uncle.

But let’s forget about the live broadcast if it involves personal privacy.

Liu Jie took off his phone, clicked the close button, and walked over slowly.

He thought he had turned off the live broadcast, but in fact he just turned off the sound and the live broadcast was still on.

"Good evening, thank you for what happened in the morning." Liu Jie said with a smile.

The grumpy uncle raised his head and looked Liu Jie up and down.

"It's you, you're an anchor, right?" the grumpy uncle asked with a wine burp.

"Ah, yes, I am an anchor, and I live downstairs from you."

"Well, I know, do you want to drink?"

The grumpy uncle casually handed over a bottle of beer.

Liu Jie hesitated for a moment and took the beer and sat down. His cell phone was placed on the flower stand next to him, and the camera happened to capture the two of them.

As soon as he sat down, he smelled the familiar smell of formalin.

"How many red envelopes did you receive last night?" the grumpy uncle suddenly asked a strange question.

"What red envelope?" Liu Jie didn't react for a while.

"For that little program, you should have voted too, and it was me who voted for it, right?"

The grumpy uncle raised his head and looked directly into Liu Jie's eyes.

That look was like a sharp knife piercing Liu Jie's heart.

Liu Jie panicked and shook subconsciously.

It was in this moment of hesitation that the grumpy uncle understood everything.

He snorted and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Don't make excuses. I'm the same as you. I voted for myself, and I also received a red envelope of 80 yuan. The food and drinks were bought with that money."

After saying that, the grumpy old man picked up the beer and took a sip.

Liu Jie smiled awkwardly and did not deny it, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"But I advise you to be careful and don't become the most hated person, that is, the number one on the list of bad neighbors."

"What will it be like to be number one?" Liu Jie couldn't help but asked curiously.

The Evil Neighbor mini program says that if you become number one, you will disappear.

But isn’t the grumpy uncle alive and well? Where has he disappeared?

"will die!"

A cold voice reached Liu Jie's ears. The grumpy uncle turned his head and looked at Liu Jie, and said solemnly: "You will die if you become the first. Remember, there is no one in Jile Building."

Good man, I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

When the grumpy uncle said this, his tone was very solemn, and it didn't sound like he was joking at all.

His eyes were as cold as a blade, like a bloodthirsty beast.

It seemed like Liu Jie was going to be eaten in the next second.

A chill instantly filled Liu Jie's body. Feeling the danger, he quickly raised the bottle and took a sip to cover up his inner panic.

This scene was also seen by water friends in the live broadcast room. "Protect" was written all over the screen, and they were all frightened by the irritable uncle's eyes.

"Don't think I'm being alarmist, you'll know it later." The grumpy uncle let out a long sigh, leaned back and half-lyed on the steps, looked at the golden setting sun, and murmured to himself.

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk. What do you want to do with this life? If you don't bring it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. Then why should we live?"

The grumpy uncle's tone softened a lot, and his eyes changed from cold to melancholy.

This issue is too heavy. Liu Jie doesn't want to discuss it, and he is not old enough to discuss it.

"Sometimes I think, it's better to die if you live so tiringly. Your life is just like a weed. All you do is to continue future generations and live just to live. Maybe one day you will

It's in full bloom, but who cares about the inconspicuous grass and flowers on the roadside? In their eyes, they only want the delicate flowers and the majestic trees. Weeds are just weeds, no matter how hard they work, they are still weeds..."

The grumpy uncle seemed to have thought of something sad, and he smiled helplessly.

"I think even weeds have their own value, such as family members." Liu Jie said with a smile.

"What if you don't have family?"

Liu Jie didn't know how to answer. Uncle Guo had already said before that the irritable uncle's wife and children were dead.

He has no family anymore.

For him, life is indeed very painful and has lost its meaning.

Isn't the meaning of life for family? If there is no family, then what is the meaning of living?

Just like duckweed without roots, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a rootless thing.

Lack of sense of belonging and not knowing where to go.

"Stop talking about this, let's change the topic. Is your landlord nice?" The grumpy uncle took the initiative to change the topic.

"It's okay. Do you know her?" Liu Jie asked.

"I know her. Everyone in Ji Le Lou knows her. She's quite nice. It's not like her sister who spends most of the night knocking on dishes at home."

"Knock on the bowl?"

"Yeah, knocking on bowls, placing three bowls at the door of the house, lighting incense and candles, and knocking on them non-stop. Do you know what she is doing?"

The corner of Liu Jie's mouth twitched, he really knew this.

This is inviting ghosts.

It is said that after a person dies, some ghosts will wander around. In order to gather them, Yinzai will gather them by knocking bowls.

"She is attracting ghosts. The things in her room are not inherent to her, but she has attracted them."

The strange scene of Wu Xiaoxia knocking on the bowl at the gate unnaturally appeared in Liu Jie's mind.

"Is there really a ghost?" Liu Jie really didn't understand why everyone said there was a ghost in Wu Xiaoxia's room.

Is there really a ghost?

The grumpy uncle did not answer, but said something strange: "To be honest, I really hope there are ghosts in this world. Do you know what is the scariest thing in this world? Nothingness, do you know what nothingness is? Nothingness is everything.

No, no one cares, no one cares, no one talks, living is like being dead."

These words touched Liu Jie's heart, and he thought carefully about the difference between him and the grumpy uncle.

His father abandoned him when he was very young, and he has done everything by himself since he can remember.

He is a struggling weed, a rootless duckweed.

He is one of those thousands of wage earners.

No one cares about me when I'm sick, in pain or tired, and I won't tell anyone.

Like a transparent person.

"Brother, I understand you. Come on, have a drink."

Liu Jie took the initiative to raise the wine bottle.

The two of them touched each other, raised their heads, and started slurping it into their mouths.

Perhaps because they were in the same boat, Liu Jie gradually opened up the conversation, and the two of them talked a lot about everything.

Soon the floor was covered with wine bottles.

Before I knew it, it was completely dark, and the two people under the street lamp were exchanging glasses of wine, like friends they hadn't seen for a long time.

The grumpy uncle drank too much and talked about his family.

He has a very virtuous wife, and they were childhood sweethearts who were in love with each other and were once the envy of countless people.

His children are also very good and have won numerous awards.

Deeply in love, the irritable uncle couldn't help but cry.

"Do you know how they died?" The grumpy uncle looked at Liu Jie with tearful eyes.

"have no idea."
Chapter completed!