Dewey is a very stingy person, very stingy with his family and friends, not to mention strangers.
In elementary school, the girl at Dewey’s table forgot to bring a pencil. The girl saw that Dewey happened to have two, so she asked him to borrow it. Unexpectedly, Dewey turned his head and held another pencil firmly in his hand, and said: “Don’t give it.”
Many children in the class don’t like to play with Dewey.
When I was in middle school, there was one time when I paid the class fee, Wang Xin, a good buddy who always played football together, forgot to bring him from home last night. He knew that Dewey was well-off and never had pocket money in his pocket. If there is less, I asked him to borrow. Unexpectedly, Dewey covered his pocket tightly with his hand, and said with a smile: “I won’t borrow.”
Since then, Wang Xin has never spoken to Dewey. In high school and college days, Dewey was still the same. He only asked others for help. When others needed his help, he never stingyly refused.
However, in an accident, Dewey lost his life. His soul was not sent to the underworld, and the ghost said to him: “You have another chance to increase your life.”
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After that, Dewey is right in front of him. A black fainted. After waking up, Dewey found himself on a dilapidated street with the doors closed around him, and there was only a bowl on his hand with cold rice in it.
The cold wind rolls up the fallen leaves, and the dark night sky adds a bit of weirdness and desolation.
“This must be the test of the ghost chase to me.” Dewey said to himself. After not taking a few steps, Dewey’s stomach groaned in despair. He dared not eat rice, because the life-saving food had to be kept till the end.
After a long walk, Dewey finally found a dilapidated door in front with a faint light inside, and he knew it was the exit. Seeing the exit, Dewey relaxed. He looked at the rice in the bowl and decided to start eating.
“Young man, all right!” A weak voice sounded from behind.
Dewey looked back at an old man with a slender figure, shaking his hands and begging him, his eyes glaring at the bowl of rice.
“I won’t give it to you!” Dewey turned around and gobbled it up.
After a while, the whole bowl of rice was eaten cleanly. Dewey looked at the weak old man, wiped a grain of rice from the corner of his mouth and put it in the bowl and handed it to the old man: “Here, here. You have one grain left.”
Dewey walked into the dilapidated door, and his eyes became dark. After waking up, Dewey found himself lying on the bed at home. He was ecstatic: “I really live longer!”
“That bowl of rice is the whole life you can increase , And the old man is in charge of life and deathIncarnation of the ghost difference, a grain of rice represents a day’s life, so you now only have a day’s life. Do you have any wishes, so go ahead! I will come to kill you at this time tomorrow. “A ghost sounded in Dewey’s ears.