At half past six in the morning, Lin Jie opened his eyes to the sound of the alarm clock and started an ordinary day as usual.
For three years, get up, get dressed, and wash.
"It feels more and more like something is wrong..."
Lin Jie looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but complain.
Although the general appearance has not changed much, it is still so deceptive... no, it is convincing, but it is completely different in the subtleties.
I can't see where exactly is the difference.
It's as if someone gave him a modifier and insisted that he talk about it, that is, on the basis of the original, his temperament has become more like a MLM boss.
This is not a pejorative meaning, but it means that he might have had a few words with others to enlighten him, and then show a standard business smile, and the other party felt that he was shining like a life mentor.
And now, to exaggerate a bit, if someone hired him to be a missionary priest, maybe he just had to put on a priest's robe and smile.
"Maybe there will be someone who will repent on the spot."
Lin Jie teased himself, and rubbed his cheek with a headache, and could feel the outline of the extra teeth inside.
He is still very confident in his eyesight and memory, and is sure that his senses are not wrong.
Although it is said that teeth are indeed a very important factor for a person's appearance and even temperament, and suddenly there are eight more teeth, he naturally has expectations for the current situation.
But the problem is, the appearance of teeth is also very problematic.
In Buddhism, there is a saying of "the thirty-two signs of the Tathagata", among which there is a "forty tooth signs".
With beautiful and delicate teeth, it symbolizes the softness of the Buddha's words, and his kindness to the world as a father.
In addition, in some unofficial rumors, it is said that Lao Tzu also has forty teeth.
Forty teeth are the symbol of "perfect man".
Of course, Lin Jie, who is a doctor of folklore, is not ignorant of the meaning of the eight extra teeth.
It's just that he doesn't habitually go into these.
Just as he studies folklore, when he conducts field research, he often encounters strange and incomprehensible things.
But Lin Jie just watched it for fun, recorded it and made the material, and it was over.
He is studying folklore, not approaching the scientific column group.
"But that's a bit too much, isn't it?"
Lin Jie sighed and walked downstairs: "Wait until Xiao Hei comes out and ask him next time."
After thinking about it, only Xiao Hei may be able to answer his questions.
He didn't know a few people in this world, and most of them were his guests.
All of these people still need him to pour chicken soup as their spiritual support and life mentor. If you ask them questions, won't they indirectly destroy their psychological sustenance.
And how can I tell people about this situation? Could it be that I suddenly have eight more teeth
Aha, sure to scare others.
just forget it.
So as not to cause some inexplicable trouble to others like Melissa's bear child.
Lin Jie shook his head and smiled. He walked to the counter to clean up the countertop, and put the electric kettle on by the way. Before it was heated, he heard a knock on the door.
He turned around suspiciously.
Usually at this time, there are generally no guests coming to the door.
Besides, given the current weather conditions, it is estimated that no one is willing to get up so early to go to such a broken bookstore.
Thinking about it this way, there is a high probability that it should be an old customer.
Although it was as dark as ever, he could still see the outlines of the guests outside, and it felt very familiar.
"Pharaoh?"
The figure outside the door responded in a low voice, slammed the umbrella up and bent over to put it down.
Lin Jie walked over, made sure after a little while, opened the door and said habitually, "Welcome..."
He thought to himself, why did the old king come again so soon
I have been here three times in almost half a month, which is half of the past two years.
Call it a diarrhea visit.
Lin Jie didn't think that in half a month, Lao Wang would be able to thoroughly integrate his book "Ritual and Folklore" and add it to his research field.
After all, it has spanned two civilizations. If you don’t learn from the basics, it will be like a modern study of ancient times, and you can only understand it roughly.
But according to what he said before, the book gave him a lot of inspiration.
It should be because of this that he has learned by analogy in his own research field, and has new insights or research directions.
According to Lin Jie's general experience, at such a time, one should take advantage of this momentum to immerse themselves in research and quickly get the research results out.
Several times before, Pharaoh did the same.
So every time I borrowed a book, I would not be seen for at least a few months, and a few months later, I would come out to borrow a book again.
It's only been a few days now, and there is no doubt that something is wrong.
Did something happen
"jingle."
Lin Jie opened the door with doubts, and it turned out to be Lao Wang standing outside the door.
The iconic black top hat and neat old suit, the black umbrella that was put away was placed by the door, and the water was dripping dripping.
Wilde raised his head to look at Lin Jie, the eyes under the mask showed respect as always, took off his hat and bowed slightly, saying, "Good morning, Mr. Lin."
"Good morning."
Lin Jie smiled back, then opened the door completely and let Lao Wang come in first.
Then he turned around and walked to the counter, turned off the kettle, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Lao Wang.
"Are you in a hurry? Come here so early, if I'm still in a dream, Pharaoh, you will be frozen outside the door. At your age, there is a high chance of an accident, so remember to pay attention to safety next time. "
"Many people are cold-hearted now, and even the elderly are unwilling to help them, for fear of causing trouble."
"Well, you can't really blame them, Old Wang... Have you heard the story of 'The Farmer and the Snake'?"
Chatting with guests is also part of enhancing the relationship.
And coming here so early, I must be a little tired. It would be too cold and hard to go straight to the question and ask "Do you want to borrow a book?"
Wilde shook his head and said he didn't know.
"The story is simple, but it's also worth remembering—"
"In a cold winter, a farmer returning home from a market found a snake on the side of the road and thought it was frozen, so he put it in his arms."
"The snake was frightened, and when it was fully awake, it instinctively bit the farmer, and the farmer died as a result."
Lin Jie nagged and poured himself a glass of water, smiled and said, "However, if you fall at my door, I will definitely not die. After all, we are old friends and have emotional foundations."
Of course, a qualified teacher will never forget to assign interactive homework after class.
Lin Jie asked, "Pharaoh, do you think in this story, is it the fault of the farmer or the snake? When the farmer dies, will he blame his ignorance and weakness, or the cruelty and indifference of the snake?"
Wilde raised his head and saw the meaningful eyes of the bookstore owner, his body shook, and the water in the cup in his hand almost spilled out.