第二百零一章好人难有好报(3/9)

                                                                                                                                                         “忘了吧？”秋桐重复了一遍，又看了我一眼，然后沉默了，只管开车。
                                                                                                                                                                夜色里，我看不清楚秋桐的表情。
                                                                                                                                                                半晌，秋桐说了一句：“好人啊……易克，你说，这世上是不是还是好人多。”
                                                                                                                                                                我点点头：“嗯……当然，还是好人多！只是，好人却往往难以有好报。”
                                                                                                                                                                “为什么这么说……我不这么认为……我从来就坚信，这个世界上，必定是善恶有报的。”秋桐说。
                                                                                                                                                                我摇摇头：“何以见得……举个例子说来听听！”
                                                                                                                                                                秋桐笑着说：“不服是不是？呵呵……好，举两个例子，武训行乞兴学，历尽千辛万苦，终于获得皇上的认可，赏赐黄马褂，可说是苦尽甘来。陈景润在文革的造反声中潜心研究哥德巴赫猜想，病入膏肓仍矢志不移，终于攻克了1+2，获得了世界性的声誉。这些不都是善有善报的例子吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “好人不长命，乌龟王八万万年……这是古训！”我不服气地说：“你看，雷锋，人所共知的共产主义战士，天下第一大好人，可并没有得到什么好报，年纪轻轻，就死于非命。
                                                                                                                                                                “再比如孔繁森，堂堂地级干部，到北京开会居然在地摊上吃饭，为了救助藏民孤儿，竟去卖血。这样的善人，可以说是古今罕见。但也没得善终。车祸发生时，全车五个人，其它人仅受轻伤，而孔繁森竟伤重不治。所以我说，好人不长命，善有恶报。”
                      

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