When Mu Xingzhi asked this question, Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment.
"Isn't it a good thing that everyone can have a better life?" she asked, quite rightly.
"But..." Mu Xingzhi's expression was very complicated. Su Qingluan felt that he should think that she was having a whim at the moment, "Even if Qingluan thought of some way for everyone to... well, 'get rich together', then why should they believe it?" What about you? If I believe in you and suffer a loss, how will you bear it? And..."
After being asked a series of various possible questions, Su Qingluan's expression went from shocked to dull, and finally a little depressed: "I... just thought that if everyone's life gets better and there is extra food, winter will be easier... "
She spoke vaguely, but Mu Xingzhi understood the unfinished meaning of her words.
"Although Qingluan is in a humble position, he still cares about the world, which is really rare." He sighed softly.
"Heaven...the world?!" Su Qingluan's cheeks felt like they had a fever after being praised by such a high hat, "It's not that exaggerated. I'm not as great as Mr. Mu said."
What about "caring for the world"... When she heard it, she was embarrassed and asked about the five-entry mansion with its own small garden, okay? ! She just wants these lovely folks and neighbors in front of her to stop dying of cold and hunger in the cold winter!
But Mu Xingzhi smiled and shook his head: "Don't you see, how many businessmen are fighting for yellow and white things? Even if they have ten thousand gold, they are not willing to give a cent to others, let alone if there is any way to make money, I'm afraid it's not all data. Have it for yourself.”
At the end of his words, a cold smile escaped his lips, but it disappeared quickly without anyone noticing.
Su Qingluan didn't notice the subtle change in Mu Xingzhi's expression. She only thought about his words and looked at him after a moment: "But it's not a long-term solution for them, is it?"
"How to say?"
"Businessmen are so eager to pursue profits, and there are no restrictions, which will naturally cause the wealth of the people to accumulate in the hands of a few people..." She thought about how to explain the "Gini coefficient", "In this way, ordinary people will naturally become more and more poor. , to the point of being unbearable..."
Su Qingluan paused and spoke softly: "What would happen if it was difficult for people to even 'survive'..."
Of course, they will flee, resist, and... riot...
"In short, I think it is impossible to live well if you only want to live alone. Only when everyone, or most people live well, can everyone live well, right?" If you want to leave, It is simply impossible to "isolate" from the big environment.
Even those hermits who live in seclusion in the mountains occasionally go down the mountain to buy some daily necessities to replenish their supplies. To put it to the extreme, if the world is destroyed, even if you live in seclusion on the top of the Himalayas or the Mariana Trench, you will not be able to survive alone.
...Although these two places themselves are not places where people can live, Su Qingluan silently cursed in his heart.
"But, rich people have servants to protect their homes, and ordinary people are no match for them." Mu Xingzhi turned to look at the front of the road, "What's more..."
He didn't say what happened after "What's more", but Su Qingluan thought about it for a while and knew that ordinary wealthy businessmen have bankers to protect their homes. Ordinary people can't resist it, but what about the corrupt officials who plunder people's wealth?
Even further up, what if...you meet a cruel and unscrupulous king? What should the unarmed people do at that time?
Su Qingluan understood that the answer to this question was actually very simple as long as she casually browsed through history books. However, considering that there was no Qin and Han Dynasty, nor Tang and Song Dynasties here, she could only summarize the ancients' wisdom - "Water can carry a boat, and it can also carry a boat." Capsize the boat."
As for what "water" is and what "boat" is, it all depends on what the people who hear this sentence think about it.
Su Qingluan knew that Mu Xingzhi was a smart person and he didn't need to say many things too obviously. Judging from the other party's expression, he must have understood the meaning of his words. And he is also very measured. Even if he occasionally says something outrageous, he will either pretend not to have heard it or make fun of it.
Never before had the smile on Mu Xingzhi's face completely faded away like it did today.
But she was just sighing casually, but why did she feel that the other person's eyes on her suddenly... became serious, even a little solemn.
...Did she say something strange?
Su Qingluan didn't know that in his opinion, these views could almost be regarded as "common sense" in the world she lived in. Standing on the other side of the long river of history and looking back at the feudal dynasty was completely detached. the author’s mentality and perspective.
So she felt that she was just chatting casually, and it was not much different from ordinary chatting - after all, in her previous life, even at the wine table in a skewers shop, there were people who were "knowledgeable and knowledgeable about the world," right?
But she completely forgot how "shocking" these opinions and some of her remarks were to Mu Xing, a person "in this mountain" - and they were not "shocking" in the sense of simple etiquette and legal standards. .
Su Qingluan finished her meal and felt much better. Seeing that Mu Xingzhi had retracted the fleeting gaze before, he also returned to his light smile and his own demeanor when he spoke.
Su Qingluan felt that the serious expression before was as if she had imagined it.
But since the other party didn't say anything else, she naturally wouldn't take such trivial matters to heart. Although there is no way to implement "getting rich together" at the moment, such a meal has relieved a lot of emotional pressure, and Su Qingluan said she was in a good mood.
So in order to thank Mu Xingzhi for giving her free emotional counseling, Su Qingluan asked her when they arrived at the door of her house: "My mushrooms are all freshly picked. Do you want to share some?"
Mu Xingzhi was not polite, so Su Qingluan carried her sister into the house and brought a small bamboo basket to Mu Xingzhi half filled with fungi.
There was a "dong dong dong" sound of kitchen knives hitting the chopping board from the kitchen. It was probably that Mr. Yang was busy working and did not notice the movement of Su Qingluan coming back. Su Qingluan also saw that her mother was busy and did not make a sound. .
After taking back the basket at home, Su Qingluan saw Mu Xingzhi placing the small bamboo basket safely in his arms, and then looked at his lazy look with long hair disheveled, and unconsciously thought of "the little girl picking mushrooms." This children's song makes me laugh out loud.
Mu Xingzhi looked over, his face full of questions, the implication being: Why are you laughing?
Su Qingqing shook her head quickly: "I just thought of something interesting." However, she did not explain. After all, the other party must have never heard of that children's song.
Seeing that she had no intention of explaining, Mu Xingzhi didn't ask any further questions. He nodded and said goodbye, turned around and left slowly in his wheelchair.
