"What else do you owe around here? I'll pay it all off for you. At your age... it's really..."
After saying that, I was still a little angry...
I guess every time he comes down the mountain, people don't treat him well. A skilled and capable Taoist, how did he end up living like this?
He probably doesn't care, but to me, it's heart-wrenching.
The Mountain Wild Daoist no longer had yesterday's bluster and pointed to the nearby convenience store, then to the tobacco shop...
I took 1000 yuan from my pocket and handed it over, saying:
"Go pay back the money."
After all, Mountain Wild Daoist and I do have a relationship. Although he aims to use me, to put it bluntly, I've been used by countless people.
Isn't the relationship between people all about using each other?
I don't know if he ever truly cared for me, but I indeed always treated him as a respected elder until Daoist Priest Wu Qing came along and messed things up...
I started to have doubts then.
But doubts aside,