My Taoist Career

Chapter 821: Tears flowing down the back of my hands

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Facing my surprise, the slightly domineering young man became a little embarrassed. He said, "Because my grandfather is old and there are many scammers in modern society, our family has been defrauded of money." ,so... ."

"So you are wary of me, are you?" I raised my eyebrows, but I was not angry. Except for some insiders, I still know the attitude towards Taoists in this society, whether it is rich people or ordinary people.

When something happens, I look for it in a panic, and when nothing happens, I just look at the fun and look at the liar. This kind of thing has become a common phenomenon, so I have nothing to be angry about.

I walked over again and sat in front of this young man again to see what he wanted to say to me.

He was probably a person whose time was precious, so he was very direct. He took out a sketch from the drawer and handed it to me. I took the sketch and looked at it. There was a portrait drawn on it, which was about 60 or 70% similar to mine. The sketch was similar, and I roughly understood what was going on, so I put down the sketch, looked at him, and motioned for him to continue.

"This is how things turned out. My grandfather always dreamed that his ancestors told him that such a person would come to our house, bring us important things, and ask us to treat him with courtesy! You know, as a person who has read the key points For those who went to university, studied abroad, and received scientific education since childhood, they definitely don’t believe this. I am such a person. My first reaction at the time was that my grandfather met a liar. Dreaming about this kind of thing, if given a strong The psychological suggestion can make a person dream about the same scene for a period of time." The young man talked eloquently.

I drank tea and listened to him in silence.

"So, I launched an investigation. The first thing was to investigate the people around my grandfather who had a lot of contact. Unfortunately, I didn't get any results. So, based on my grandfather's description, I deliberately found professionals to remove the person in the dream. I sketched it out roughly and have been waiting for the opportunity. In my mind, since after such a long preparation, the liar will definitely come to the door, and when the time comes, it will be time to reveal everything." The young man continued.

"So, you want to tell me that you have called the police?" I put down the tea cup and thought to myself, what policeman is too lazy to call the police for such a big deal? However, maybe, rich people always have to be more prepared, and sometimes they are a little bit wary. After all, ordinary ordinary people may not be less happy than them, or even more.

What is the money used for? In my opinion, if it does not bring happiness, then money is just a piece of paper, an abstract number.

Thinking of this, I smiled, but the young man shook his head and said, "That's what I originally planned. As long as you mention the word money in front of me, you know..."

"Yeah." I nodded lightly, and then asked, "Why did you change your mind again?"

"Because I didn't expect that you really just came to our house to deliver a brochure, oh, it's the inheritance you said! I suddenly became interested, and even had an urge to experiment. In fact, I'm not afraid to tell you, when Your life has reached a point where, apart from the daily fatigue and the anxiety of not wanting to step down from a certain social status, life really becomes a bit boring. If only I could see a different world..." That young man There was a little abnormal light in his eyes, and I could tell that it was yearning.

"What a fool!" I commented, and then said: "You have to remember, if you use what you have learned to harm others, the results will be terrible! This is not what I mean, it is what the person who asked me to pass on the inheritance to you means. .”

"Who is that person?" The young man suddenly asked me.

"I said it was your grandfather's dream, your ancestor, do you believe it?" After saying this, I stood up, turned around and was about to leave, and there was silence behind me.

Before I walked out of the door, the young man suddenly asked: "I'm not sure if I believe it now, but is your contact information true?"

"Except for what you don't understand, don't make phone calls otherwise." I put my hand on the doorknob, then paused and said, "Also, let me tell you a story. There was once a family , that is, the first family to receive this inheritance, used this inheritance to do extraordinary things. As a result, almost all the people in the family died. By now, they are destined to die. Don’t think that I am intimidating you. Okay, I That’s all.”

After saying that, I stepped out of the door. I didn't bother to guess the expression of the young man behind me. Although it was to be passed down, it was better to explain the consequences clearly.

I thought the matter would end here, but I didn't expect that this young man was more courageous than I thought. He would be involved in some things in the future, but that was in the future. It was impossible to guess at that time.

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The remaining matters of running the ghost market, plus the distance, delayed my time for five days. Therefore, it was already a week from the time I set off from that small northern city to my home.

Instead of going back to my own home, I went straight to my parents’ house.

I am quite relieved about their later life. The three of us, my sister and my brother, are not too short of money. Our parents also have their own financial resources, so our later life is relatively prosperous.

In addition, although I am away all year round, my two sisters and nephew often come to accompany my parents, so they are not lonely.

"Sanwa'er, okay, stop messing around and let mom come." In the kitchen, I insisted on cooking a meal for my parents, but my mother insisted on driving me out.

My father also helped me: "Sanwa'er, just come out. Your mother is getting lazy. You are not at home. She is busy participating in senior citizens' activities all day long, and she doesn't even give me a good meal." , you are back this time, it’s time for her to be more diligent."

In this way, my parents jointly drove me out of the kitchen. I sat quietly with my father on the sofa in the living room, but there was nothing to say for a while.

In fact, I feel uneasy in my heart. After all, I stayed in a small northern town for a year and lived a decadent life with almost no news. My parents were not unaware. Even if they didn't tell others, even Surou would not treat my parents. Concealing it, so how could I not be uneasy.

This kind of behavior has never happened in my life. Looking back, I know that this is probably the biggest form of unfilial piety. But since I came back to now, my parents have barely asked a word about it.

They didn't mention it, and I didn't dare to say it, so I could only sit silently in the living room with my father.

My mother is quick with her hands and feet and in good health. She quickly prepared a table of food, and then she invited me and my father to sit down and get ready to eat.

At the dinner table, there were almost all my favorite dishes. Dad picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass, and poured me a glass. He couldn't refuse the words: "Drink a drink with me."

So, I drank with my father, but was still very silent, except for my mother who kept bringing me vegetables and asking me to eat more.

I found that the older I grew up, the less likely I was to be "sick" and the less likely I was to say things to make my parents happy. For example, I told my mother that even if I ate delicious food from all over the world, it would still not be as good as what my mother cooked. vegetable.

In fact, I think so in my heart.

After three rounds of drinking, my father started to talk a lot, but they were all nonsense. He never mentioned the year when there was almost no news from me, nor did he scold me. He almost didn’t even turn on his mobile phone.

I was very nervous and listened submissively. I wanted to spend more time with them, but I was afraid to accompany them at this moment. I didn’t understand what kind of timidity this was.

'Pa' Dad suddenly put down his wine glass, looked at me seriously, and said, "Sanwa'er, do you think your mother and your old man really want a grandson?"

I was stunned for a moment, what do you mean

"Hey, old man, Sanba'er has just come back. Didn't we agree not to scold him or bother him? Didn't you drink a little wine and start again?" My mother held back her chopsticks and behaved even worse than my father. sharp

Did you agree not to scold me? Don't bother me? I was holding the wine glass, and suddenly my heart ached, Dad, Mom!

But my dad said: "No way, I have to say, I just want to tell my son today that actually the two of us want to have a grandson, but that is not the key to the problem at all! The key to the problem is that we are both afraid that if we are not here in the future Now, Sanwa'er is old and will end up alone without a companion! If that's the case, we won't be able to close our eyes until we die."

I drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then coughed repeatedly. Listening to my father's words, I wanted to cry, but I have grown up. How can a man cry again? I would rather pretend to be coughed up tears.

My mother hurriedly came over, patted me on the back, and said softly: "Sanwa'er, your father is telling the truth. Even if you are eighty years old, you are still our son. If we live together in one day, we will not be able to do anything." The way is not to worry about you for a day. If Ruxue is gone and you are sad, your old man and I are sad together. We are no less sad than you! Originally, we all accepted our fate. If you don't get married, you will have someone to support each other when you grow old. It doesn’t matter if you’re my companion, hey... how can I explain things in this world clearly? We’re afraid you won’t be able to think clearly.”

I didn't answer. I covered my mouth and pretended to still cough. My eyes were red. I couldn't breathe because of the cough, so tears flowed down the back of my hands.