My mother didn’t stop her. After all, the chickens and snakes were provided by others. After all, I had to show enough sincerity to get some eels. Just get some eels.
That day, it wasn't until midnight that my dad came back, covered in mud, and he actually caught a few eels.
My mother felt sorry for my father and rushed to get hot water for him to scrub. My father was still complaining: "We have to make it in time for summer. By this time, I will have several kilograms of eels! Let Master Jiang eat them to his heart's content!"
"Okay, okay, we have to get up early tomorrow, so don't get excited over there." My mother was annoyed and didn't know why my dad was so excited.
How could she understand the pressure a man carries? These days, my dad has been hoping to treat me, but he feels miserable, like a heavy stone weighing him down. This time when Old Man Jiang appears, It gave my dad the pleasure of being relieved of stress.
Everything is prepared for tomorrow.
At a little after 11:30 noon the next day, Old Man Jiang arrived as promised.
He still had the same slovenly appearance, and he still felt so unorganized. He walked into my house with his hands behind his back and looked familiar to me. What greeted him was my enthusiastic parents, a large table of dishes, and a lot of food. There were my two sisters who looked at the table and swallowed their saliva.
After Old Man Jiang entered the house, he did not look at the dishes on the table. Instead, he walked around every room in my house. He looked as leisurely as visiting. How could my parents dare to neglect and follow him closely? .
After walking around, Old Man Jiang shook his head and said inexplicably: "It's quite ordinary, not very rich."
My parents almost fell down after hearing this. What does this old man Jiang mean? Could it be that you came to visit my house
Old Man Jiang didn't explain much. How could he explain to my parents at that time that there was nothing wrong with the layout of my family? Just make a pretense and forget it.
"Let's eat." After reading this, Old Man Jiang went straight to the dinner table.
He sat down at the table without ceremony. When he looked at the dishes on the table, he couldn't help but swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.
The centerpiece is the pheasant and snake stew, with snow-white and crispy winter bamboo shoots added. The soup is just right and the aroma is rising, even the gods can't help but smell it.
There are also several large porcelain bowls placed next to it. One bowl is of translucent old bacon, one is twice-cooked pork, and the other is stir-fried eel. There is also a bowl next to it, which is filled with hot and spicy food. Watercress fish.
This is an authentic Sichuan farm dish. It is made in a farm-style way and must be as fresh as possible. Look at the spicy dishes. Just the red two vitex branches and the green chopped green onions are enough to make people want to eat.
In order to prevent Old Man Jiang from getting tired of it, my mother even prepared some shredded radish and a plate of kimchi.
My dad was not verbose, and brought over the best rice wine, which he got in exchange for things from the person who was the best at making rice wine in the village.
Old Man Jiang is not polite. After my dad poured him some wine, he grabbed his chopsticks and started eating. Before he could swallow the food completely, he took another sip of wine. It was like a whirlwind, but it was also spicy. You have to stick your tongue out.
My dad saw some clues and asked directly: "Master Jiang is not from Sichuan?" If you are from Sichuan, the spiciness is definitely spicy, but it is not enough to make your tongue stick out.
Old Man Jiang didn't answer and was still busy eating.
My dad smiled awkwardly and did not continue to ask questions. Old Man Jiang usually avoided questions that he did not want to answer. My dad knew this.
But at the dinner table, no matter how my parents tried to think of something to say, Old Man Jiang would not answer and would just eat and drink.
Nearly an hour later, Old Man Jiang was finally full. He put down his chopsticks, put down his cup, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. This time, without waiting for my parents to say anything, he said directly: "Hold your son." Come over here and let me take a look.”
God, really God, my parents were so surprised. Without saying anything, my mother led my two sisters out, and my father went straight to hug me.
But is it actually as magical as my parents thought? A few years later, my master told me that his fortune-telling skills were far inferior to those of a single person. Meeting my dad on the mountain was a real coincidence, and his little fortune-telling skills, although not his Although he was very good at looking after things, he could still tell at a glance that my dad must have something he wanted.
As for when we were eating, my master took a closer look at the faces of my parents and knew that the children were not getting along well. My two sisters were at the dinner table. My master looked carefully and found nothing wrong. So the only problem was Out of me.
There are only a few families in the village, and my master hangs around here all the year round. He knows which family has given birth to a child. Besides, when he moved around the house just now, he also saw me on the big bed.
That's all.
But fate is like this. My master divined the place where he would be destined to be his apprentice. Coupled with some special and historical reasons, he came to this area specially and stayed for several years without deliberately looking for it. Taoism pays attention to nature. If he is really his disciple, he will bump into him by chance, and he will not be able to escape if he is destined to do so.
In less than a minute, my dad carried me to Old Man Jiang. He looked at me carefully, frowned slightly, and let out a light sigh.
Before my master could speak, my dad became anxious and quickly turned me over, pointed at the birthmark on the back of my head and said, "Master Jiang, do you think there's anything wrong with this?"
After saying that, my dad added mysteriously: "I heard that this is the mark of being targeted by that thing."
My dad's words seemed to bring Old Man Jiang back to his senses. He shouted: "Nonsense, tell me the child's birth date!"
"Yes, yes..." My dad quickly told me my birth date.
Old Man Jiang stood up and started walking back and forth, mumbling words that my dad couldn't understand: "In 1967, the water of the Tianhe River... the day branch... at this time, tsk... it's a coincidence." ?”
At the end of the story, Old Man Jiang even talked about a Beijing movie, which showed how deeply he was fascinated.
"No, no... that's just a superficial view..." At the end of the sentence, Old Man Jiang asked my dad to carry me over. He looked at my face carefully, paying special attention to my eyebrows and the bridge of my nose.
Finally, he felt worried and grabbed my hand and looked at it, and finally touched my little arms and legs carefully.
After doing this, he couldn't move his eyes away. He stared at me carefully for a while, and then said to my father seriously: "Is this child destined to be a real boy or a boy? He is destined to not have much connection with his parents. Can you bear it?"
"What did you say, do you mean my son is going to die?" My father didn't understand fate, and he panicked when he heard that he didn't have much connection with his parents.
"No, as long as I'm here, he won't... I'll tell you some things in detail later. Now I want to ask you a question. You should think about it carefully before you answer me." Old Man Jiang said seriously.
"Whatever question you have, just ask Master Jiang." My dad felt relieved when he heard that I would not die as long as he was here, and he returned to the problem with the heart of Old Man Jiang.
"It was 12 o'clock when your son was born?"
"This? How should this be counted?" My dad was a little confused. How exactly could this be counted as birth and birth? The whole body comes out and so on... If you want to pinpoint it, it's quite a bit unspeakable.
"When the fetus falls to the ground, the entire body is separated from the mother's body." My master was very serious and began to speak in a formal tone.
"Master Jiang, I really don't know about this. I'm not sure whether it's correct or not. Is this important?" My dad asked cautiously.
Old Man Jiang had expected that this would be the case. He waved his hands and ignored my father. Instead, he walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.
The so-called calculation of something sometimes does not necessarily require divination, just like solving mathematical problems. Sometimes the problem can be solved with the necessary conditions, which means that not every problem will use mathematical formulas.
My situation has given Old Man Jiang sufficient and satisfactory conditions. After pondering for a long time, he said: "I have calculated that your son was born on time. The problem is that he was born as a boy, and That’s why I was born on time.”
"12 o'clock at noon? Master Jiang, that's the brightest time of the day, the clear sky, how could you be caught up in that thing?" My father's thinking is simple. He thinks that according to folk wisdom, this time is definitely the sunniest time. How could you mess with those things
Old Man Jiang didn't say anything. He went out, picked up a branch in the yard, and started drawing. It happened that my mother also coaxed my two sisters to play, and I just saw this scene.
My dad and my mom thought that Old Man Jiang could draw some profound formation, but Old Man Jiang finished it in just two and three strokes. It turned out to be a Tai Chi diagram.
"Master Jiang, what is this?" my dad asked.
"Noon is the brightest time? Who told you that noon is the darkest time! The sunniest time is the darkest time before dawn, when the rooster crows for the first time." Old Man Jiang Er said calmly.
"Why?" My mother couldn't figure it out either, as noon was the time when the negative energy was the strongest.
"You don't understand if I explain it in detail. Let me explain it simply. Look at this picture. These two yin and yang fish..." Old Man Jiang pointed to the place where the yin and yang fish meet in the Tai Chi diagram. The place where they meet. Exactly the two most pointed points.
"What I want to tell you is not about the mating of yin and yang, but the principle that when things go to the extreme, they will inevitably decline. When anything reaches its extreme, it will go in another direction. The yin and yang fish also contains this meaning, 12 o'clock It is an extreme, that is, when the yang suddenly turns to yin during the day, do you think it is yin or not? There is not even a process, it just turns. Anyone who steps on this turning point is equivalent to stepping on the most yin. time." Old Man Jiang explained as simply as possible. What he said was simply surprising, at least my parents had never heard of it.
Old Man Jiang did not force them to believe. He threw the branches and clapped his hands and said, "Who said ghosts only come in at night? It's just as easy to break in at noon, especially that time is the only time during the day when they can be active. They We were all human beings when we were alive, so of course we like the daytime a little bit."
What Old Man Jiang said made my parents feel chilled. My mother also remembered that she was easily fascinated when she took a nap at noon. It turned out to be such a truth.