I saw an unshaven old man walking in from the door carrying several dead toys.
He obviously saw Suman, but there was no panic expression on his face, and he even passed in front of Suman without saying a word.
He threw the dead toys in his hand into the truck bed, then bent down and filled the stove with another shovelful of coal.
When the stove was burning brightly, he dragged the car over and threw all the dead toys inside into the stove one by one.
The cotton touched the flame, made a brief sizzling sound, and soon disappeared into the fire.
Those toys dissipated in this small incineration furnace, as if they had never appeared before.
After the old man burned the toys, he pulled up a small bench and sat in front of the incinerator in a daze.
It was already a very hot day, but the old man seemed to feel nothing. He just stared at the flames in a daze, regardless of what Suman was doing behind him.
Suman did not speak first, but just stared at everything from behind. The old man was in a daze, and she was also in a daze. Tianming Dog sneaked forward and lay on the stove, enjoying the black smoke coming out of it.
The old man saw the Tianming Dog first. His attention was attracted by the Tianming Dog. After watching it for a while, he finally spoke to Suman.
"This toy of yours...I have never seen it before." His voice was a little hoarse, as if someone had damaged his vocal cords.
"He is unique to me." Suman replied.
The old man looked back at her, his eyes lingering on her pocket for two minutes, but he didn't say anything, and the two were silent again.
Only the crackling sound from the stove from time to time proves that time is still passing.
In the end, the old man couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned and looked back at Suman, "You came to me and didn't say a word. Little girl, what do you mean?"
"I'm not here to find you." Suman gave the old man a serious look, but the answer he gave made the old man frown even more.
"You didn't come to me?" the old man asked in a high tone, "If you didn't come to me, what were you doing here?"
"Let's see who burned the toys here." Suman didn't hide anything. He glanced at the old man and said, "Now I know, it's you."
"Then you still came to see me?" The old man said impatiently, "You kid, what do you want to say? Just say it!"
"This is the first time I met someone with more ink stains than my old man!"
Suman was not polite when he heard this, "Who are you?"
The old man said, "The boiler guy." He raised his head with a little pride.
"Why did you burn the toys?" Suman asked again.
The old man suddenly looked like he was constipated, "...just...just have a fever."
Suman hit the back of his hand with his fingers. Seeing that the old man didn't speak, the old man coughed guiltily, and then started to feel pain here and there. "Old man, I don't feel well. I can't entertain you today. You can go back."
Suman did not move: "Do you know that if I call the police, you will be taken away by the police and charged with killing the toy."
The old man's expression froze, but he frowned, "Don't be alarmist. If they wanted to take care of it, they would have taken care of it long ago. Besides, I either killed these or picked them up."
The old man muttered softly: "They are all dead anyway. If they die outside, they will die. If they are burned here, they will be burned. It can also reduce some urban garbage."
"Their master will be worried." Suman stared at the old man's every expression, trying to read something on his face.
But the expression on the old man's face was very rich, but he was not afraid. Hearing the last words she said, he curled his lips and said, "Who knows if those masters will be worried? If they are really worried..."
After a pause, he felt uninterested again, and didn't mention what he wanted to say again. He waved his hand and said, "It's boring, it's boring. Go away now. It's boring to tell you all this!"
Suman was pushed out by him, but he didn't resist. He only asked him in a low voice: "Do you know the ten o'clock curfew time in this town?"
The old man pushed her for a moment, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was going to die of anger, "I have lived for most of my life and I can't know as much as you, a little kid?"
"Then you're still driving me outside? It's very dangerous outside now." Suman said without changing his expression.
The old man choked on his neck and was stunned for two seconds. Then he chased them away more fiercely: "Go quickly, go quickly. Since you know the danger, why are you still here to harm my old man?"
Suman steadied himself and said, "Last question."
The old man looked at her and said nothing.
"Do you know who I am?" Suman pointed to himself.
The old man stared at Suman up and down for a while, "Are you famous? I still need to know who you are."
Suman smiled, "You asked a good question. I am indeed very famous. Everyone in this town knows me."
The old man hesitated again when he heard this, and then waved his hands impatiently, "I don't know, I don't know, old man, I'm old, and it's normal not to know anything new."
Suman smiled, looked around the toy factory, and said abruptly: "I heard that no one has ever seen the owner of this toy factory."
She paused and asked the old man, "You have lived for so long and still work here. Have you seen him? What does the boss of the toy factory look like?"
The old man was even more impatient, "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, I don't know anything! Let's go!"
The old man said, scanning the room with his eyes, grabbing the broom beside him and trying to hit someone.
Suman had already left Shiran before that.
The old man was furious.
He turned around and returned to the stool angrily. When he saw that the dog was still lazily lying on the stove smoking that morning, his expression softened again.
He took the small broom and gently pushed Tianming Dog, "Don't stay here with me, go find your master quickly."
Tianming Dog was confused by the smoke. Suddenly he heard the old man's words and suddenly woke up. He looked around with his big eyes and couldn't see Suman's shadow. It was startled and exhaled a breath of hot breath to blow the old man The broom was burned, and then he quickly ran away with his tail between his legs without looking back.
The old man was startled by the burning broom, but then he laughed again and threw the broom on the ground twice. He sighed: "It's not easy to live under human hands. The decision made at that time, I don’t know if it’s wrong.”
His voice was inaudible, and he put out the fire with the broom. He continued to sit in front of the stove, staring at the fire on the other side in a daze.
The Tianming dog finally found Suman, and immediately wrapped it around her waist like a clingy spirit. It chattered some words that she couldn't understand. Suman patted its head in a funny way, "Who said I would Where did you leave it? You are too happy to miss Shu."
Tianming Dog put his hands on his hips in a humane manner and was unconvinced. After being hammered twice by Suman, he was convinced again and told her some things about the old man after she left, to please her.
