Outside corridor
Donald rubbed his waist and felt more and more tired.
Fortunately, Tom, the eldest grandson, is no longer worried about him.
However, the little granddaughter is more and more able to toss about, and there is a faint trend of tossing two people together.
Murphy wasn’t so noisy before Cooper left …
"Don’t do this again this semester, Murphy."
People who hang out with their granddaughters are labeled as "companions" by the teacher, so you can imagine how taboo this kind of thing is now.
"But-I really said something is happening!"
Murphy is persistent, just as she insisted that there was a ghost in her room. She never changed her mind about what was right for her, and she always output her opinion forcefully.
"They are just executioners!"
"Crazy slaughter is them!"
"The second time they killed 30,000 hungry people at one time, they called them thugs instead!"
"This is the truth!"
Murphy spoke so loudly that he could go into the office.
Miss Hanley poked her head out of the door almost immediately after she finished speaking.
Donald was so scared that he quickly picked up his granddaughter and ran out of school like a weasel stealing chickens.
Back to the car, the old man took a breath.
"Murphy just said it well, but don’t say it again."
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"What? ！”
"It’s not my fault!"
Murphy pouted stubbornly and looked different.
Donald sighed and felt that it was not easy for his granddaughter to study hard.
"Then you think the world is wrong?"
Murphy didn’t speak, but she nodded persistently.
Donald opened his mouth and hesitated as if he had just been in the office
"Well, the world is wrong."
He still can’t open his eyes and lie in front of his granddaughter.
Murphy raised his face, snorted his cold face, and scolded himself for being a grandfather.
Donald ignored her little pride, but started the car by himself, lost in thought along with the engine sound and car vibration. He finally came to his senses and spoke to Murphy again.
"Then are you the only one in your world who knows that the world is running according to the wrong law?"
Murphy moved his eyes and turned around. It seems that Grandpa HuaLiYouHua is not white.
Donald stepped on the gas pedal and exhaled a long breath from his stomach with a faint smell of corn. He continued to say, "This is your fault."
"The fact that all adults know that the world is wrong"
"Grandpa knows that your father knows that your teacher knows … even if someone doesn’t know, he will know if he is hungry and will tell you if you are on the right path."
"… then why did Miss Hanley do this to me?" Murphy’s mouth was open for a long time.
Donald glanced at the rearview mirror while driving. "Everyone knows it’s wrong, but so what?"
"Who can get up and overthrow everything and break everything?"
"Even if someone did all this, what would it matter?"
Murphy set the passenger seat with his mouth open but he didn’t speak for a long time.
Grandpa Donald put his hands on the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, but the sound kept ringing in her ear
"Nothing can be planted in the field except corn. Sooner or later, even corn will be planted by law, and everyone will starve to death together."
"Can rising up against those people make something else grow in the field again?"
"If you can’t do this, you can change everything."
"Productivity is limited to where everyone can see and touch it. It’s like a reins. Whether you want to resist the established destiny or not can eventually be led to destruction like an obedient cow …"
As he spoke, Donald couldn’t stand it himself. He pulled over to relieve his depression.
These pessimistic words should not be said to a child like Murphy.
But Murphy knows more and more, but she is too naive, just like a child who observes the toy car in his hand and understands the operating principle of the car, saying that the car runs by wheels.
That’s right. It’s too shallow
Has she consider that really complicated problem?
And now the world is much more complicated than a running car …
"Listen, Murphy, it’s not that others don’t want to resist this wrong world. It’s that everyone knows that no one can correct the real mistakes and fall into despair … Fusarium wilt is the solution …"
Murphy was at a loss when she first saw such a cruel truth with her eyes open.
"Then there is no hope for us?"
Donald’s lips wriggled. Just now he wanted to severely attack a granddaughter’s naivety. Now he sees the child’s negative appearance and wants to give her some hope.
Donald touched Murphy’s head and finally gave an uncertain answer.
"Maybe."
"Your father just went against his fate, and many people around him worked hard."
Somehow Donald suddenly remembered those young people who came to his house a few months ago to bring him news of Cooper.
Those people once said that the world would turn around soon …
But how fast is this soon?
Can he still see this old bones?
Donald doesn’t know.
He thought about it in the car for a while, and then suddenly realized that it was better to think about what flavor of corn paste to make tonight, so that two children could eat more.