Eat life is a dialect in Songhu area, which means looking for a beating. Li Muye didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at this time, but it was not difficult to understand Mustache's intention of asking him to leave immediately. Mustache walked away calmly, and Li Muye hurriedly followed.
One after the other, they walked out of the station area. Mustache suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Okay, I'll take you here. They are not following. You should be careful not to be encountered by them again."
By this they naturally refer to those guys who are making mess. Li Muye looked at Mustache in surprise and asked, "Did they follow us just now?"
Mustache nodded, took out the money he just won from his pocket, randomly pulled out a piece and handed it to Li Muye: "Here, everyone who sees it has a share, this is yours, take it."
"I didn't do anything, why did you give me the money?" Li Muye hesitantly took it in his hand.
Mustache glanced at his watch and said impatiently: "Just think of me as your godfather."
This was not a nice word, and Li Muye could see that the other party meant to reject people thousands of miles away. Although I was very curious about his ability to play chess with his fingers, under such circumstances, I couldn't shamelessly propose to follow him.
The mustache may have felt that such an attitude towards a child was a bit too much, so he casually said, "He ran away from home, right?"
Li Muye nodded and said, "Yes."
Mustache said: "Then listen to my last advice. Go home as soon as possible if you can. Life outside is not that easy." After saying that, he left Li Muye and walked away.
"I just want to know how you drilled a hole in the chess piece with your fingers." Li Muye asked loudly, looking at the mustache's back.
"Can't you see that this is real Kung Fu?" Mustache paused and asked without looking back.
Li Muye said: "I was beside you at the time and saw Mu Mo. It didn't look like him."
The mustache smiled and turned around and said, "Young man, you are quite discerning." As he said that, he threw a chess piece over. Said: "For the sake of the two words you wrote on my back, I will teach you to be a good boy. The reason is very simple. When playing chess, I specially put a little potion on this chess piece to corrode the wood first. ”
Li Muye took the chess piece, looked down at the rotten wooden heart, and suddenly realized that when he looked up again, the middle-aged man with a mustache had disappeared into the sea of people. Li Muye looked at the direction in which he disappeared, hesitated, and ran after him.
There is a shantytown to the east of the station, and outside is a small commercial street. There is a noodle stall in front of a small hotel. Mustache is eating noodles, while Li Muye looks on.
"Why are you following me?" Mustache asked, putting down his chopsticks under Li Muye's gaze.
"I'm hungry. I want to treat you to a bowl of rice." Li Muye stared at the noodles in the bowl.
The mustache smiled, picked up the bowl and shook it in front of Li Muye, put a spoonful of chili oil in it, squinted his eyes and looked at Li Muye, and said: "Little guy, this bowl of rice is not good" It tastes as good as you think."
Li Muye didn't dare to look at him and lowered his head: "It's better than starving to death."
Mustache looked away, put the bowl on the table, motioned for Li Muye to sit down, and said, "Will you starve to death when you go home?"
Li Muye sat down in front of the bowl of noodles, hesitantly picked up his chopsticks and said, "Who wants to hang out outside when they can go home?"
Mustache sneered: "Do you think I look like a good person?"
Li Muye picked a piece of noodles with chopsticks, endured the spicy taste and ate it into his stomach. He couldn't help coughing, and his eyes filled with tears. He still chewed and swallowed it: "It's no use if a good person doesn't have enough to eat. You have the ability to eat."
Mustache: "Is this food delicious?"
Li Muye: "It doesn't taste good, but as long as I can survive, I will be able to eat good food one day."
Mustache: "You do have some courage and ambition, but what if I'm not going to reward you with this bowl of rice?"
Li Muye: "Then I will always follow you."
The mustache laughed dumbly: "You are still relying on me." He pointed at the noodles in front of Li Muye with his chopsticks and said: "Eat, eat this bowl of noodles first, don't leave a mouthful behind, even drink the soup. "After that, I asked the store for another bowl of noodles.
"Don't say anything. Eat this bowl of noodles first, and then come to the room with me to talk."
In the hotel room.
"You're a bit confused, haven't you heard of the gangsters who broke off the children's arms and legs, made them mute, and sent them to the streets to beg for food?"
"I heard it, but you wouldn't do it." Li Muye said, "You have the ability to eat, so there is no need to do such a thing."
"You have some understanding. At least there are no traces of this flattery." Mustache smiled: "Isn't that bowl of noodles spicy?"
Li Muye nodded honestly and said, "My throat felt like it was on fire."
Mustache said: "But if you are from Lianghu, Sichuan, eating this spicy food is not a big deal. Do you understand what I mean?"
Li Muye nodded and said, "I understand. If I want to mix with you, I have to learn to adapt to the customs of all directions."
Mustache said with satisfaction: "Yes, that's what it means. Not only do you need to understand the local customs, but you also need to learn the accents of those places, be able to listen and speak, and speak with ease. These are all basic skills."
Li Muye was delighted: "So you agree to accept me?"
Mustache shook his head: "Not yet, at least I don't plan to let you in for the time being."
"What is Menzili?" Li Muye asked curiously.
Mustache said: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. In short, you just need to know that we are not a formal master-disciple relationship."
"If you're not a master or a disciple, what should I call you if I follow you?"
Mustache said: "My surname is Li. I'm older than your father now, so you can call me Uncle Li."
"What a coincidence, my surname is also Li, and my name is Muye." Li Muye happily said, "Uncle Li."
Li Qizhi nodded and said: "I'll call you Xiaoye, and you can follow me for the time being. As for whether we have the fate of master and disciple, it depends on the wishes of the ancestor."
"What do you mean, Master Patriarch?"
"I just praised you for your understanding, now you are being confused."
"Oh, I understand. In the end, it's all a matter of your words."
"Being in my line of work is not just as simple as tricking a few thieves into making ends meet." Li Qizhi said: "You have to know how to swallow pills to become angry, turn over cards and play chess, and run around in the world. In addition to these, there are many other methods under my command. You have to be good at tricks, and your eyes have to be able to read the scenery. People from all walks of life can tell the difference with just one blow, and they can pretend to be gods and ghosts. If you can't learn these things, you can't even think of getting in. What I mean when I say look at Grandmaster is to see if your boy has the perseverance and understanding."
"I really understand this time, Uncle Li. I will definitely learn from you."
Three months later, in a herbal tea shop next to the market in Zhangmutou Town, Dongguan City, Guangdong Province.
"Uncle Li, how about we change someone else." Li Muye muttered.
"No!" Li Qizhi said with an expressionless expression: "There are rules in the gate. Don't look back when you cross the water and build a bridge. The preliminary work has been done. The deep and shallow waters have been explored and the bridge has been built. It is impossible to evacuate. "
"But the old lady is a good person, and she is all alone. Her son has not been home for many years, and has not even made a phone call. He may have died outside. If we defraud her of the compensation, She won't be able to live." Li Muye still felt that this was too much and argued with reason.
Li Qizhi frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "Don't talk to me about these useless things, the rules are the rules."
Li Muye thought for a while and said: "How about this? I have been with you for a few months. I have learned a lot from you these days and made some money. I will give you all the money. Let's not do this. The deal is done.”
Li Qizhi lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and said: "Xiaoye, from today on, let's go our separate ways."
"Ah?" Li Muye was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Why? Is it just because of this deal? At the worst, I won't pay any money for future deals, so don't let me go."
Li Qizhi shook his head and said: "It's not about money, it's mainly because you have no fate with the ancestor."
Li Muye argued: "How could this happen? In the past few months, I have learned my skills from you, haven't you always praised me for being able to endure hardship, having good understanding, and being born to eat this bowl of rice?"
Li Qizhi did not deny it, nodded and said: "Yes, I must admit that you are really good at learning skills, but if you want to make a living in the disciples, it is not enough to have skills. Let me tell you this Well, there are some fellow students who are not as capable as you, but they can still live well in the sect. The reason is very simple. You started at an older age, and your previous xinxing cultivation has been finalized. Those who work in our industry must have it. You are so cruel that you have to disown all your relatives at the critical moment. You simply can't do it. It's still early in the industry and it's not too late to turn around. I advise you to go home."
Li Muye was unconvinced and said: "Isn't it that I just don't want to lie to that old lady? How come I have to go online to the point where I can no longer afford the meal? As you agreed before, you will leave after you come to Dongguan to complete a transaction. I'm just starting out, this old lady is a good person, and she's lonely, so I just want to find someone else to do business with, what's wrong with that?"
Li Qizhi said: "First of all, this old lady is not alone, she has a son; secondly, in our industry, the most taboo is overflowing with sympathy. People in the same industry may be partners or mortal enemies. Your heart is too soft." , Don’t even think about going far in this industry; also, if you are not yet fourteen years old, even if you really kill someone, you won’t be sent to a labor camp when you go back, and you still have a chance to follow the right path in life.”
He spoke in a very serious tone, and his expression was so serious that Li Muye did not dare to say many words. I have known Li Qizhi for more than three months. He has always been a joker. Even when he teaches card skills, he always does so with a hint of joking. This is the first time I've seen him like this in a long time.
Li Muye was a little at a loss. His tone was too firm. It seemed that this matter would be difficult to reverse.
Li Qizhi looked at Li Muye and said: "For this reason, I will let you understand it thoroughly. To tell you the truth, that old lady is my old mother. When I come back this time, I plan to take her to settle in Guangzhou. , the reason why I tell you to make this deal is actually to test your character. If you are ruthless and cruel enough, I will take you in, and then let you go into the world and let you fend for yourself. But if you are not strong enough, Hen, I have the obligation to send you back to the right path, the path is endless, this is for your own good."
"Ah!" Li Muye was shocked and said, "Is that old lady your mother?" Li Qizhi nodded silently. Li Muye finally confirmed that he really wanted to part ways with her. Suddenly he felt depressed, not only because he had to break up with Li Qizhi, but also because through this incident he discovered that he was indeed not the material for this bowl of rice. Li Qizhi is right. In this profession of scammers, ability is secondary, and character is the most important. People who are not ruthless enough have too many flaws and are destined not to go far in this industry.
Li Qizhi could leave his mother behind for many years, but he couldn't do this.
"You think I still have a chance to go back?"
"The right path in the world is subject to vicissitudes of life." Li Qizhi nodded and said, "Now if you go back to the north and surrender, I guarantee you will not go to jail. If we are destined, we may meet again." He added, "Although you have not entered the door, But after all, I have learned a thousand skills from you. We are about to break up, and I have something to tell you."
"You say." Although Li Muye was reluctant to give up, he was just a child after all. Li Qizhi was resolute, and he had no choice but to accept the arrangement.
Li Qizhi said: "Thousands of techniques are not right. Since you want to follow the right path, don't use them in the future if you can't use them. If you use them and cause trouble, you are not allowed to say that I taught you at any time." (End of Chapter)