Seeing that I was a little dazed, Old Man Jiang put down the empty bowl, rubbed the top of my head twice, and then said, "Are you crazy for joy? You can herd sheep this month."
When I say I'm happy, I'm really happy. Over the years, I've spent too little time with my family, but I feel like I can't let it go. I always feel that my family needs to include Old Man Jiang to be complete.
And if he goes to such a dangerous Tomb of Hungry Ghosts, can I not worry about him
"Chen Chengyi, you have to listen to me." Old Man Jiang suddenly became serious.
I stood up smartly. Over the past few years, I have been called Chen Chengyi so seriously only a few times. Can I not be serious
"You can't miss your homework. I'm done with the Hungry Ghost Tomb and I have to check it out. Do you understand?"
I nodded. In fact, the idea of being lazy is not unavailable, but after doing it for so many years, it is almost a habit. Sometimes I feel uncomfortable if I don't do it.
"Wait for me." As he spoke, Old Man Jiang went to his small room again. I didn't follow him because he told me to wait.
Coming out of the small room, Old Man Jiang gave me a cloth bag and said, "This is what you need to add to the supplementary food you eat every night. I have divided it up during the past few days and use it once a day. There is a list of ingredients needed for supplementary food. Ask your mother to buy them. It’s not anything rare, just some meat, but you must buy fresh ones.”
I took the cloth bag, feeling a little moved and a little sad about parting. I didn't know what to say for a while.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to soak in the fragrant soup anymore. I'll be done with it in this month. Anyway, you're getting older and your health is okay. You don't have to soak in the fragrant soup every day. Hey, even if I have my heart for this matter, you Mom can't stand it either." Old Man Jiang said nonchalantly.
I hung my head in silence, and Old Man Jiang scolded me with a smile: "You brat, that's it. You take emotional matters too seriously, and you have a muddled personality. Things in this world are not perfect, and they don't revolve around You changed it, you have been too dependent on me these years, you are a manly man, you have to change this problem, otherwise your Taoist heart will not be perfected."
I don’t care about Taoist heart at all. The most annoying thing in daily life is the theory of cultivating the heart. If a perfect Taoist heart needs to be seen through, it needs to be broken, detached from the world, and as ruthless as the laws of heaven. , I think I definitely can’t do it. Who said I have talent? This is simply a sign of lack of talent.
"You are my master. If I don't rely on you, who can I rely on?" After all, I was still blushing after being told that, so I had to find an excuse.
"I can't let you rely on you for the rest of your life. You still have to walk this world and this path of cultivation alone." Old Man Jiang looked at me and said lightly.
I became nervous and immediately asked, "Master, are you going to leave me in the future?"
You can’t blame me, because my master is over 300 years old. I think my master is also good. As long as he lives a long life, he will never leave me. That’s what I think.
"You brat, don't act like a little girl, okay? You're so tight." Old Man Jiang seemed to be laughing in anger, speaking in a standard Beijing accent.
Hearing such a statement, I breathed a sigh of relief. This is the Master I am familiar with, and I feel safe and at ease in my heart.
"Okay, I'm going down the mountain. Remember to go home early tomorrow." After saying that, Old Man Jiang went down the mountain without looking back.
When the car parked in the parking lot of the county town, I looked around out of habit, but I didn't see my dad.
That's right, today is not the weekend. How could my dad know that I suddenly came back
I still knew the way to my house. Carrying a bag, I simply walked out of the station by myself.
The county town is still prosperous. I always feel that every time I come back in the past two years, there will be some new changes in the county town. This is really refreshing.
Let’s just talk about the people on the street. The colors of their clothes are getting brighter and brighter. I even saw something new, jeans. I was a little envious. I saw Guo Er’s children when I was studying in the countryside. There is one that looks like a treasure.
At this time, a burst of singing floated into my ears. It turned out that I had walked to the most prosperous street in the county. The singing was: "Shaolin, Shaolin, how many heroes and heroes come to respect you. Shaolin, Shaolin... . . .”
This immediately reminded me of the image of old man Huijue. He must be a monk in the Shaolin Temple, and Huijue is also a monk. I don’t think I admire him much.
After walking a few steps forward, another burst of soft singing came to my ears: "The sun rises in Songshan Col, the morning bell scares the birds..."
I couldn't help but be stunned. This song was so beautiful, and the voice of the woman singing was so soft. As a result, I stood there with my bag and listened to it.
There is no way, I am just a "hard-working" child. Apart from going to school every day, I only have "homework". How can I have time to listen to songs? When Old Man Jiang is happy, he hums a little tune. It is a pity that he is tone deaf. Listening to him humming It's torture.
As for Old Man Huijue, his folk songs, tsk tsk... the singing of his brother and sister, he didn't even think that he was from the Buddhist sect, and his voice was as good as that of Old Man Jiang, if both of them were howling at the top of their lungs. With one sound, the dogs would probably foam at the mouth upon hearing it.
While I was listening to the song, someone from the store came out. He was a very fashionable young man. He was wearing jeans that made me jealous: "Go, go, go... Who is coming from the countryside? Don't block me." Do business with people.”
I looked at my washed blue jacket and the khaki military trousers. They were really incomparable with other people's fashion. I smiled at him and turned around and left.
This kind of thing is not worth getting angry about. I just want to go home and see my family as soon as possible. I forgot about the song I just listened to.
When I arrived at the alley where my family lived, I found that my store was still open. In the past few years, the store had already expanded in size. Originally there were two storefronts downstairs, one was used, and the other was What was rented to others has now been taken back. Because business is so good, more and more goods need to be imported.
Who said the location here is good? It's right next to the best and best school in this area - County Middle School.
There is a long table at the door of the canteen, with some skewered dishes on it, mostly ingredients. There is a pot next to it, simmering a fragrant soup base. What is this
Because of the hungry ghost thing, I haven't been home for a few days. What tricks did my mother come up with
I walked forward quickly and found that there was no one in the store. After all, it was winter vacation, and it was the morning again, when business calmed down.
I looked at the long table and there was a sign next to it - Malatang. The delicate handwriting on it clearly belonged to my eldest sister.
Hehe, this is not much different from my vegetarian pot. Smelling the aroma, I was so greedy that I came up and yelled at the inside: "Boss, how much does Malatang cost per skewer? I will do it myself if there is no one else." Bring it and eat it!”
At this time, a sound of "Eh" came from inside the facade, and then someone came out of the container, followed by a shout of surprise!
"Third baby, third baby, dad, mom, second sister, our third baby is back!"
The person who walked out was my eldest sister! She smiled in surprise, her eyes narrowed as she smiled. After she shouted, she rushed in front of me. She didn't care that I was 15 years old and hugged me.
"Sanwa'er, my sister misses you so much."
I was hugged by my eldest sister, and I felt warm in my heart. I didn’t feel awkward at all. I also missed my eldest sister. I haven’t seen her for more than half a year.
Then, I heard the sound of ding-dong-dong footsteps. My mother, my father, and my second sister all came downstairs.
"Sanwa'er, why didn't you notify me when you came back?" It was my dad. He still wanted to pretend to be serious and didn't think about how to notify me or write a letter
"Oh, oh, come here, mom, have a look. Are you thin? How come you, a kid, haven't seen anyone for more than a month?" That's my mom.
Looking back, my second sister was smiling with her lips pursed and her dimples deep.
I felt a sense of relief, which is the kind of relief you can feel when you are with your family. I turned around and said to my mother, "Mom, I'm hungry. You don't charge me for your spicy hotpot, do you?"