My Taoist Career

Chapter 284: The pain of cutting the skin makes the old smoker even more angry

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Downstairs, Surou and Qinhuai fell asleep on the sofa after running around for so long. Brother Chengxin and I stood under the big window on the first floor. The two of us were relatively speechless. I have something to say. I wanted to ask him, but I didn’t know how to ask, and he probably wanted to say something to me. We walked under the window at the same time in a tacit understanding.

This silent atmosphere was a little uncomfortable. I took out a pack of cigarettes from my trouser pocket, took one, put it in my mouth, and then handed one to Brother Chengxin.

He still smiled gently, then refused the cigarette I handed him and said, "I don't smoke."

The atmosphere became silent again, Chengxin touched her chin, and finally he spoke first. He asked me: "Remember our gathering, you mentioned that our ancestor lived for more than 300 years, right?"

I nodded, but I didn't know why Brother Chengxin asked this.

But for us disciples, the master is undoubtedly an idol whose whole body is shining with light and is also full of mystery. It is not surprising to talk about him. At least, although I was surprised, I didn't think much about it.

"Chengyi, I feel that my master has something on his mind. Not only my master, but also several uncles, I also feel that something is on his mind. Especially in the past few years, I feel that something is wrong with my master. He often says things to me, like... No matter what you say, this feeling is not good." Brother Chengxin suddenly changed the topic and talked about this again.

I didn't expect Brother Chengxin to feel this way. He turns out to be just as sensitive as me! But in fact, he is more attentive than me. His words reminded me of Master's words and deeds in the past few years. Indeed, it seemed like he was giving an explanation.

I said, "Yeah, I feel the same way."

"Chengyi, it's not that I don't want to tell you about your master's affairs. I personally think that we juniors should unite and 'care' about our master's affairs. If they want to do something stupid, we have to do it too." Stop it, right? So, privately, if I really know about something, I will definitely tell you. This is at least what I think. What I want to tell you is that the relationship between my master and several uncles Time often disappears and then appears. Something happened to you a few days ago. My master was actually very anxious, but he couldn't get away. Later I contacted him on the phone and he said, we will fully support you. Uncle Jiang, I can’t let go of this matter, so I asked you to go first. He just missed one sentence."

I felt a touch of sadness in my heart, and suddenly I felt a little scared. I was afraid that counting the six months that had passed now, what if Master didn't appear in front of me in two and a half years? Exhaling a puff of smoke, I asked, "What stupid things do you think Master and the others will do?"

"I don't know. I always feel that it has something to do with our ancestor. When I think about how they said that the village is full of people who are about to die, I think about whether our ancestor who has lived for more than 300 years has something to do with that village. ? I can't help but think wildly. Looking at their dignified looks, I always feel that what they are doing may be a stupid thing." Brother Chengxin frowned slightly, and there was a rare trace of sadness in his eyes, which was like a sign. The gentle smile has also disappeared.

"If they do stupid things for their master, we might also do stupid things for our own master. Who knows what will happen in the future? The master is my father, so it is too big to save a life for our father. How about it?" After saying this, I popped the cigarette butt in my hand out of the window. The cigarette butt drew a beautiful arc in the sun, and then fell to the ground.

Just like these words, once they are put into practice, they will take root, just like the promise.

"Well, master is father." Brother Chengxin also said lightly, but the weight of his words was no less than mine.

At this time, we guessed that everything about our master was related to that village, but later on, we realized how naive this guess was. That shocking big picture had been opened to our lineage as early as the beginning of destiny.

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Su Rou and Qin Huai went to Yunnan, and it was almost a month ago. Thinking about the time of separation, Su Rou actually shouted that I would come back as a rich man in two years, which was funny.

Qinhuai's performance was not much worse. He actually kissed the pillar of the train station and shouted: "Great Beijing, wait for me when I come back in two years."

I didn’t expect Qinhuai’s grandfather to be so easy to persuade, and he agreed to Qinhuai’s trip to Yunnan right away.

I didn’t expect that Su Rou’s parents were so easy to deceive, that they actually believed that Su Rou was going to Yunnan to do big business and would not go home for two or three years.

Compared to them, I feel more uncomfortable. No matter what the rules Uncle Li says, I can't let go of my parents after all. I don't understand the rules, and I don't want to understand them. I feel that I can only avoid contact with them in order to prevent them from suffering anything. It was a difficult time, so I made a phone call to my family before following Uncle Chen to Hangzhou.

"Dad, from now on until the winter of 1993, I will not go home. I will come back during the Spring Festival of 1994 depending on the situation."

"Why?" My dad's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder, clearly filled with anger. Then, before I could speak, he cursed: "You brat, haven't you been around all year round? You are wild and homeless. Your master said you can spend one month with us every year. Why don't you come back? Why do you think your mother and I had to give birth to you? What's the difference between having a son and not having a son? If you don’t go home, don’t recognize me as your father.”

I listened to my father scolding me over the phone, and my eyes turned red for no reason. Yes, what is the difference between giving birth to my son and not giving birth to him? It's better not to have children. Not only did you fail to fulfill your filial piety, but you also brought such a burden to them, missing them and even hurting them.

Then, I heard my parents arguing on the other end of the phone, and then my mother grabbed the phone and said to me: "Sanwa'er, don't listen to your dad's nonsense. Tell mom, why don't you just be nice?" Go home? No matter what happens, can your family still protect you? Your father and I are old enough that we are not afraid of anything bad luck or death. If anything happens, come back. Mom will make the decision for you."

Listening to my mother's words, I was on the other end of the phone, biting my fist and trying not to cry. My fist even got a bloody mark from my bite, but how could I suppress the sobs in my throat? I took away the phone, breathed hard, took a deep breath... my chest rose and fell, and it took me a long time to calm down. I didn't want them to worry, so I tried my best to say to my mother in a pleasant tone: "Mom, your son is so worthless. ? If you go out and cause trouble, you need to be protected by your family? It’s not what you think, but you know, my master will be away for three years, but the country has a mission. If the master is not here, the apprentice has to bear it, right? Mom, This is a national secret, so don’t talk nonsense. I haven’t been able to go home for the past few years because I have to go on a mission. I’m afraid that you will be worried, so calling you is a violation of records.”

My mother suddenly became very nervous on the other end of the phone and said, "Huh? It's a national matter, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it..." Then, I heard my dad keep asking next to me. , something about the country, and then my mother scolded me.

I felt a little more at ease, but then I heard my mother say hesitantly: "Son, I'm still worried about where you work. After all, how can doing business with crispy pork compare to the country's iron rice bowl? You It's a good thing that you were recruited by the country. Mom supports you. I just want to know, what kind of tasks you have, can you usually call home? "

As soon as my mother finished saying this, she heard my father yelling next to her: "What are you calling? Who is our son's master? What kind of skills did our son learn? This old woman has no knowledge at all." ?Don’t drag your son down.”

Then there was the sound of my mother and my father arguing. My tears kept flowing. Suddenly I felt that I was really a troublemaker. I quickly said loudly in a normal voice: "Mom, I won't say anything anymore. You can't make this phone call too long." It’s been a long time, and I probably won’t let you contact me normally, but I’ll try my best.”

Then I hung up the phone as if I was running away, squatted down and cried in front of the owner of the public phone.

The boss said nonchalantly next to him: "No matter what kind of trouble this young man gets into, he will always have a family. You know, in this world, no one will harm you, even your parents can't harm you. They have to protect you." .”

I knew I had lost my composure, so I didn't say much, stood up, wiped away my tears and left.

I'm not afraid that my parents won't protect me. I'm afraid that I'll hurt them. If something happens to them because of me, I think I'll go crazy and maybe go to that village to fight.

Almost a month has passed, and my heart still aches when I think of this phone call. I haven't had any contact with my family this month. I'm worried that my parents are concerned about my mission, and I can't even sleep well at night. Unfortunately, I can't think of a better reason.

"Chengyi, this West Lake is beautiful, isn't it?" Brother Chengxin's words interrupted my contemplation, so as not to remind me of the cruelty of not being able to contact my parents for three years.

One was eight years, another was two years, and my parents had several more decades in their lives.

I suppressed the worries in my heart and said to Brother Chengxin with a smile as much as possible: "Yes, the West Lake is beautiful. Isn't this the last time I apply medicine today?"