It was a very sunny day when I went out in the morning. I didn't expect it to be a long time later. When the villagers signed up to go home, when they were on the way, the sky had become gloomy.
"Look! It's raining over there!" Huang Shulang pointed his chubby fingers into the distance, his eyes widening.
I opened the umbrella unhurriedly, not paying any attention to the weather. When I woke up in the morning, the change of vitality in the heaven and the earth had already told me about the coming rain.
Everyone in the village stared blankly at me standing under the umbrella.
Grandpa has begun to get used to these abilities of me. For him, his grandson is the best. Whether it was me before or me now.
The villagers looked at me with awe. However, soon, they no longer have the heart to care about me. Because the rain has come.
Raindrops the size of soybeans left trails of afterimages in the sky, and then hit the ground, disintegrating into smaller raindrops, and forming a fog on the ground with the splashed dust.
"Run!"
But it was too late, there was still more than a mile from the village. Even if he ran to the house, he had already become a jerk. I can only run to the woods not far away and find a tree with dense branches and leaves to hide from the rain. It's just such a heavy rain, even under a big tree, it's still impossible to block all the rain.
My grandfather and I walked through the woods with umbrellas, and in the envious eyes of everyone, we slowly walked towards the dilapidated brick and tile houses at the head of the village. The clothes on Huang Shulang's fat body have been completely soaked by the rain, and the books in the schoolbag are afraid that they will suffer.
Huang Shulang's eyes kept staring at me blankly, but my eyes did not accommodate them at all.
When I got home, my scalper broke the wooden bolt with its horns, ran out of the cow pen, ran straight to my side, and arched my hand with its head.
He has fallen in love with the energy I pat on his head every time I put a cow. After this period of cultivation, it has become different from other cattle. Its coat has turned golden, and every time it goes out, as long as it screams, none of the cows in the village can control it.
The raindrops fell on the cattle, but they could not penetrate the dense hair of the cattle. The fine fluff seems to give the cattle a natural raincoat. Raindrops converged into a trickle on the cattle. The scalper shook his body playfully, and the rain splashed all over the place, causing my grandfather and I to dodge quickly.
"You cow that should be killed!" Grandpa scolded, but there was a smile on his face.
Cattle are the important labor force and the foundation of the farm family. Without this cow, it would be difficult to cultivate a few acres of farmland after the autumn harvest, no matter how good the farming style is. Although in 1999, farmland no longer seemed so important to farmers, young people had gone out to work, and only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were left in the countryside.
The ox is very happy in the heavy rain, it seems to be enjoying the baptism of the heavy rain. I also felt the purer heaven and earth vitality brought by the heavy rain, which was also mixed with the breath of thunder. For a time, I fell into a strange state again. I also rushed into the rain and jumped up with the ox. My steps were strange, like an ancient ritual.
Grandpa looked at me in astonishment and wanted to rush into the rain and pull me back under the eaves. But my pace seemed slow, but Grandpa couldn't catch the law at all. He couldn't touch the corner of my shirt at all. Instead, it looked like he was jumping in the rain just like me.
Fatty Huang Shulang and the others rushed back to the village in the heavy rain, only to see my grandfather, me and our scalpers jumping wildly in the rain.
"Crazy! Crazy! Their family is crazy! The scalpers are crazy!"
Huang Shulang didn't see that although I was jumping around in the rain, the raindrops that flew down from the sky seemed to have eyes. When they were about to hit me, they turned a corner very spiritually. There was nothing on my clothes or shoes. Get a drop of water.
But my grandfather was different. He was soaked all over by the rain. Grandpa stopped abruptly, his eyes widened and he watched me jumping for joy strangely, but there was not a drop of water on my body.
"Alas!" Grandpa walked back under the eaves in a dejected manner and changed his clothes when he returned home. He had to accept the fact that I was different from other kids. He would rather I be just an extremely ordinary kid. Because of what he saw, he was extremely frightened.
The scalper is extremely spiritual, and it is more sensitive to vitality than humans. When I was beating in the heavy rain, the vitality between heaven and earth was gathering on me. So it always follows my footsteps, breathing the vitality between heaven and earth happily.
Jumping and jumping, the rain finally stopped, and there was a beautiful rainbow hanging on the mountainside in the distance. I also stopped. I could feel a seed in my body slowly starting to sprout. I already know that the more than two years of entering into meditation have planted a special seed in my body. Later I learned that this seed is called Dao.
I stopped, only to realize that there were many people from the village surrounded. They looked at me with a weird look. I could see their fear of me. Perhaps, they suspect that there is some fearsome spirit attached to me.
I didn't care about their eyes, I clapped my hands on the scalper's head: "Go eat grass!"
The ox obediently walked up to the ridge. This guy is very spiritual. He ate the ridges in the village one by one, and after eating a bunch of them, when the new grass grew, it was about the same height, and it was eaten for the second time.
The villagers saw that the grass on the ridge was fresh and tender, and wanted to take their own cattle to eat the grass on the ridge. Who knows that when my cattle ate, those cattle would not eat it. Everyone knows my evil nature, and now even my cattle are evil.
Seeing my ox walking towards them, the villagers hurried home to get out of the way and let my ox pass by.
Grandpa's eyes are always different from those in the village. Others see me only with fear, but grandpa sees me only with love and affection. He worried that one day I would be the same as before, not speaking for two years. He also worried that I had been contaminated with unclean things and that I would not live long in the future.
"Yangyang, come in!" Grandpa shouted loudly behind me.
As soon as I entered, my grandfather slammed the door shut. Grandpa doesn't like people looking at me like a monster.
"Grandpa." I called Grandpa.
"In the future, don't jump like today." Grandpa didn't give me any room to resist.
The only person who cares about me now is my grandfather. For me, my grandfather's words are the decree that cannot be violated.
I went to school and my life became more regular.
At school, I still don't talk much. There are always some pointing hands behind me, I'm used to it. The teachers also looked at me, a special student, in a different way. It made me freer. To be honest, my grades are not bad, and the content of elementary school textbooks seems too simplistic to me. So the class became a little boring. Think about how boring it would be for an adult to spend a year and a half reciting the family law formula table. And after elementary school, it became the content of my daily life.
The first page of the first grade Chinese language volume of the first grade of primary school, learning pinyin letters a, o, and e, the students all followed the teacher to read carefully, I also found it interesting. But I don't think like a normal child. What I thought was whether these simple voices could mobilize the vitality of the world. When I say a, o, and e, I try it out, trying to draw the vitality between heaven and earth. Maybe the way of vocalization is inappropriate, so the effect is not good.
There was a child named Ma Jindong in the class who stuttered. He kept his mouth open for a long time, but couldn't make a sound. He stomped his feet in a hurry. His appearance made all the children in the class, except me and Ma Jindong, burst into laughter. Guo Daoying, the head teacher and language teacher, couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
But I was deeply inspired. Since pronunciation can't inspire the vitality of heaven and earth, what about cooperating with footsteps? The scene of beating in the rain that day resurfaced before my eyes. When I was seven years old, I didn't have any scruples at all, and I started to act when I thought of it. Stand up, walk to the open space at the back of the classroom and jump. Read a, o, and e together. This time, the rhythm was in sync, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed to me like a tide.
The head teacher Guo Daoying and the students in the class were surprised to watch me jumping like crazy in the back of the classroom. When Guo Daoying tried to stop me, they found that the classroom began to shake.
Guo Daoying's face changed, and she exclaimed in shock, "There's an earthquake!" Then she couldn't stand still and sat down on the ground. The students in the class were not much better, rolling on the ground one by one. The whole classroom was in chaos.
I was immersed in that wonderful feeling, I was integrated into everything in the universe.
Animals are much more sensitive to the vitality of heaven and earth than humans, so they can perceive changes in the environment more sensitively than humans. Villagers working near the school were surprised to find that large groups of butterflies moved towards Bajiao Primary School like colorful clouds. No one knows what happened to Bajiao Primary School.
Butterflies poured into classrooms from windows, resting on walls, glass, chalkboards, roofs, chairs, and even people. The classroom becomes a sea of butterflies.
All this, I was unaware. I'm still beating in awe.
Such a big movement has already alarmed the teachers and students of the entire Bajiao Primary School.
The pupils exclaimed and watched the butterflies flying all over the sky. The teachers were also amazed. They didn't bother to restrain the students who were in the carnival. It's a pity that at that time, in such a small mountain village, no one was equipped with a mobile phone.
There are butterflies everywhere on the roof and eaves of the school. The first grade classroom is the most concentrated place for butterflies.
Principal Han Xiansheng walked out of the classroom, and he didn't understand what happened.
The first-grade classroom is the most special. All the butterflies rushed into the first-grade classroom with all their lives. Han Xiansheng walked over and saw an astonishing scene in the classroom.
"Stop now!"
Like a thunderbolt, I woke up from that state of ecstasy. Looking at everything in the classroom, I didn't know what I was doing.
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