Blessings are usually efficacious, just like the words that people greet at various festivals. As long as you wish others peace, happiness or happiness from the heart, positive power will generally follow.
This kind of power is a kind of blessing, and it is said through a person's mouth that it contaminates the person who is blessed, and it also dominates a part of the person's future fortune. The opposite of it is a curse, which speaks malicious and unfavorable words from the mouth of a person, and the ensuing calamity will also entangle the cursed person. The old saying that disaster comes out of the mouth has this meaning, so this is also a reason why the elders often teach the younger ones not to talk nonsense.
However, because the abilities of ordinary human beings are limited in the end, the effects of blessings and misfortunes generally displayed will not be too obvious. Some people who are full of blessings or full of malice are left aside. Saying it out of your own mouth will definitely make a difference.
Take today's Spring Festival as an example, because he is one of the twenty-two traditional festivals, so it is unequivocal that his divine power is very prominent in most calendars, although this prominent Xiao Nan Zhu couldn't see it for the time being, but when the child sincerely sent those two words to Situ Zhang's mother, the blessing from the gods still enveloped the old man who was not looking very well, and her grayish white The tired face suddenly lit up.
Situ Zhang, who had been watching from the side, did not see any change in his mother from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, when his mother straightened her waist, she inexplicably felt that the originally sore arms and legs became more active, but ordinary people I definitely won't think about other places, I just thought that the medicine I took in the morning had worked and I felt relieved, and thinking of this, the kind old lady couldn't help but patted the head of the Spring Festival with a smile and said,
"Hey, baby's mouth is so sweet, grandma doesn't feel any pain anymore when she hears this old arm and leg. Whatever you want to eat at noon, grandma will cook it... Hey, Zhang Zhang's dad, come out soon, it's still inside What are you doing? Anan is here..."
After the words fell, Situ Zhang and his father also slowly came out from the back room. He is seventy-five this year, and his spirit is very good. After seeing Xiao Nanzhu sitting in the main room, the serious old man also immediately Showing a slightly softened look.
"Anan, come here, let's eat here at noon, I heard that you came back a few years ago, why didn't you come and sit?"
The old man paced to sit beside them, the old lady went to the kitchen to cook lunch for everyone, and Situ Zhang was also called in to fight. Xiao Nanzhu originally wanted to keep the Spring Festival by his side and watch, but the dead child swung his face at him and ran away with the old lady without hesitation, and waited for the helpless Xiao Nanzhu to be next to Situ Zhang's father. After sitting down, the old man looked at Xiao Nanzhu carefully, nodded and smiled in relief for a long time.
"The spirit is good. It's not the same as when I was a child. It's good."
Xiao Nanzhu couldn't help laughing at these words. He also knew in his heart that his image of the little bastard was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which made the old man especially afraid that he would take Situ Zhang out to fight before they became adults. The matter is gone, but because this family has a close relationship with Xiao Nanzhu's family since childhood, Xiao Nanzhu has nothing to hide in front of them. Before, he didn't tell Situ Zhang that he was a teacher of Huang Li, but now that the old man asked about his job, he thought about it and answered honestly,
"Well, I also inherited the ancestral business. The old lady did it before she died, and I am doing it now."
As soon as these words were said, Xiao Nanzhu clearly felt that the old man Situ was stunned for a moment. Xiao Nanzhu did not speak, and respectfully raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for the old man. The old man frowned, as if he was thinking about something. things, and after a while, the old man Situ glanced at Xiao Nanzhu as if he had come to his senses, and then slowly opened his mouth and said,
"It's good to be able to inherit the ancestral business. If you don't do this, maybe this thing will be lost. Your grandma used to be enthusiastic and helped us a lot. Anan, if you want to do this, let Zhang Zhang find it for you. Network, now the world is different from the past, everyone doesn't believe this, sigh, no one believes in our qigong, they all treat us as liars, so Zhang Zhang can only go to massage for the blind, and he has to deal with it all day long The industrial and commercial bureau police station inspected, as if we were doing something that violated the discipline..."
The old man's grumbling complaints made Xiao Nanzhu laugh. He was also grateful from the bottom of his heart for the family's tolerant attitude towards him, so after leaving their house after lunch at noon, Xiao Nanzhu thought about it and left. A back door let the Spring Festival come out to drive away evil spirits in their family.
The small yard in the deepest part of the alley does not see the sun all the year round. Because it is dark and humid, it looks very wrong. When Xiao Nanzhu was just eating, he heard Situ Zhang say that his parents' rheumatoid arthritis has become more and more serious in recent years. , I think it was also caused by the long-lasting sickness and humidity, but as soon as the Chinese New Year came out, these evils that were not threatening at all dissipated, and after the New Year's gift was delivered , Xiao Nanzhu naturally has to do his own business.
Three days ago, he made an appointment with Fatty Cao, who works in insurance. He made an appointment on the first day of the new year because the matter was urgent, so he couldn't wait much longer. Fatty Cao vaguely revealed to him what was going on, but Xiao Nanzhu felt that this was not an easy matter to solve. It was definitely impossible for him to go there alone for this difficult matter, so on the one hand he deliberately chose the Spring Festival day, and on the other hand, he also found another helper for himself.
"Tell me something, you have a colleague who wants to come to work this afternoon."
Xiao Nanzhu smoked a cigarette while talking to the Spring Festival. He said this in a purely informative tone, but the Spring Festival when he was peeling pistachios for himself still had an inexplicable bad feeling. After all, his popularity is actually pretty good, except that he doesn't have a good relationship with a guy who is not very good. When he asked who it was, Xiao Nanzhu first glanced at him, and then said with an expression like this is still necessary to explain,
"Who else could it be? New Year's Eve! He missed most of the day yesterday. Of course he has to work overtime today. Are you not familiar with him during the Spring Festival? Doesn't it make sense?"
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When the Spring Festival was a child, he liked New Year's Eve very much.
At that time, on New Year's Eve, he was still a god of extraordinary bearing. Compared with him who was cold and terrifying in the future, he was dressed in red and gold armor, and he was as energetic as a divine soldier from the sky. This majestic appearance makes the old and young, who are also children, envious. They admire the great New Year's Eve from the bottom of their hearts. Whenever he has nothing to do, the little brothers will run to the place that belongs to the New Year's Eve. Going to play in one page of the annual calendar, and every time this New Year's Eve uncle who smiles like a scorching sun will entertain them with great interest, not only will he give them all kinds of delicious small cakes, and even the tone of his speech is warm and heart-warming likes him.
"Why did you two little fellows come to me again?"
"Hey, don't be afraid of Anian, yes, he doesn't bite. Come on, touch his mane when I was young. He is still a child, only three thousand years old like you!"
"I said that you are young, but you are not allowed to call me uncle on New Year's Eve. I am only old enough to be your elder brother..."
The smile of the man in red in my memory seems to be a little blurry. I don't know when New Year's Eve has become different. Every time I think about the past during the Spring Festival, I feel bitter in my heart, but no matter what he does. No matter how unwilling he is, he and Xiao Nian both understand that the New Year's Eve uncle they like can't come back.
The gloomy and lonely New Year's Eve replaced the original New Year's Eve. He was not the one who was good to everyone and loved children and animals. What remained in his body was a violent soul that could kill anyone at any time. Even at the beginning of the Spring Festival, he couldn't accept it, but after he witnessed how the New Year's Eve was killed, he no longer had the courage to take the initiative to see the daunting New Year's Eve Lord.
Deep in my memory, the red-clothed man who was covered in blood like a yaksha raised his head and gasped heavily. He trembled and curled up on the edge of his calendar, his pale wrists were full of ferocious wounds, and the strong smell of blood made people smell it. He couldn't help but gag, those blood-stained palms grabbed half of the evil cheeks, this was the evidence that he went to kill like crazy before, and now his pale face was no longer bloody, and the young man beside him. The beast had already whined and hid away, and when the Chinese New Year was trembling with fear, he tried to get closer to see New Year's Eve, but he only saw a drop of blood falling from the red eyes of New Year's Eve, and then he didn't even look at him. New Year's Eve said with a trembling voice that made his eyes sore,
"Go away... or... I'll kill you right away."