When the aunt said this, Uncle Quan's expression changed slightly. It seemed that he understood why his master was so kind to him. He thought his master's child should be the same age as Uncle Quan.
The aunt ignored Uncle Quan and continued talking to herself: "Actually, the person who stole the child was none other than the master's junior sister. The junior sister resented the master and stole the child away. From then on, the master and his wife fought every day. Many years later, before the junior sister died, she realized her conscience and told the truth to the child. The child was actually past middle age, so she came here from Shanxi. At that time, the master had cerebral thrombosis, and he was stupid. An old lady took care of the old man. There were no other relatives around, and his son was worried, so she took him to Shanxi."
I still couldn't help but ask: "Why isn't your village called Shijia Village? Why haven't you been looking for it in your birthplace for so many years?"
The aunt said: "Our village was originally called 'Shijie Village'. The two mothers were illiterate, so of course they didn't know what the three characters were. In addition, there were only a few families left in the village at that time, and the neighboring village was Dongxiao Village. Zhuangzi was merged and named Xiaozhuangzi. Not long after, it was merged into Balipu Brigade. Now if you want to ask about "Shijie Village", I'm afraid not many people know about it. After my mother came back, my father was sick at the time, and I still I have an uncle and two aunts. My grandparents are also in poor health. The old one is old and the young one is young. There is no one to go to. Then when I got older, my mother asked me to go look for you. I was thinking about you, Uncle Quan. I was hoping that one day I could meet your Uncle Quan and turn the conflict into friendship, so I pretended to agree to look for it, but in fact I went somewhere else for a day and came back and said I couldn't find it! That was it until I got married to the old man now."
After saying that, when they arrived at the cemetery, Uncle Quan led him to the tomb and burned paper. Uncle Quan even cried and muttered, "I found the person you were always looking for..." But the aunt was sitting on the ground, He was scolding and crying, and I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly. The second aunt and I also kowtowed. After burning the paper, and walking back, Uncle Quan pointed to the empty space in front of him and said, "There used to be a section of land there. The river changed its course and the land was dug up. There used to be a small house on the land, which is where you and I were born!" "Everyone looked there and sighed. Although I don't have the eye to observe cause and effect, I can understand with my brain that these two aunts and Uncle Quan are destined to have no connection. Even if the biological mother is predestined, fate is not something that mortals can control.
After coming back, Uncle Quan pulled me aside and whispered: "Your father can connect to the three realms. Can you tell me that if you let the two mothers who passed away meet us, it will be considered as fulfilling their wishes during their lifetimes." As soon as he finished speaking, his father's voice came from behind, "I've seen it a long time ago! The two of you have been reincarnated and have gone to good families. All this is God's will, just let it happen!" Uncle Quan didn't say anything after hearing what his father said. , but nodded gratefully towards his father. I believe he also understood that his father had thought of this a long time ago and had already investigated the affairs of the two elderly people just now.
It was already evening when we returned to the Guoxue Museum. Uncle Quan's son Lin Feng rushed up to ask what was going on, but saw that his father's face was full of melancholy and did not ask. I patted Brother Lin and said, "Brother Lin, this matter has to start with my uncle Quan's 'reminiscing about the past'..." After some explanation, Brother Lin listened to the general idea and finally I now understand why my father looks melancholy.
Lin Feng is a big brother among the young substitute teachers of our generation in the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies. He himself has inherited Uncle Quan's mantle, and Lin Feng has learned all of Uncle Quan's skills. Later, Lin Feng joined the army on the university campus at the suggestion of his father, and received his university diploma directly after his discharge. In fact, I also envy Lin Feng. You know, in my heart, being able to join the army is quite an honor, but unfortunately, the conditions are not good and the team does not want me.
Lin Feng is one or two years older than our group of young teachers, so we all call him Brother Lin. He and I have a common language. Lin Feng is a resolute-looking person. At first glance, he has the face of a positive person. Because he is handsome and good at martial arts, he is considered a well-known celebrity in our local area, so his martial arts Half of the classes are young girls who come here because of their reputation. Lin Feng himself is not the kind of person who talks glibly, so every time these female students gather around him and ask questions, I am the one who comes to his rescue. We can be considered a working duo.
The reason why we have something in common is because the major I chose at the time destined me to be among women. If you ask me what I do, hehe, I play the guzheng. Don’t be surprised. Don’t think that the guzheng is a female-only instrument. That’s just because you are ignorant. But there really aren’t many men doing this, so during the year I was an intern at the Guoxue Guan, along with other guzheng teachers and students, I was the only one out of a hundred or so men. That's why I can help Lin Feng get out of the crowd of women easily. Don't tell me how happy we are surrounded by women all day long. If it's one or two, it's called happiness; if it's a group of two, it's called disaster! A senior Internet writer once said that one woman is equal to five hundred ducks, and two is equal to a thousand. We both have to face dozens of women like this every time. If you have the chance, go to a duck farm and hear what it feels like when thousands of ducks quack at the same time!
After I told Lin Feng about his father, the two of them walked out of the Chinese Studies Center and walked in the square. Lin Feng asked me: "Brother, what are you doing with your dad and you two in the past two days?" I laughed and said quite proudly: "I don't know, I have been so busy these two days. I went to deal with a big case with my dad!" Lin Feng's eyes widened and he said, "Ah!? Are you going to catch ghosts?" I nodded in affirmation. Unexpectedly, when Lin Feng saw me nodding, he slapped his thigh and said, "Oh! Why didn't you tell me earlier! You told me to come with you earlier! My father often said that I should exercise more with you two, and he never I didn’t get a chance. This is the last time. How could you not call me!?” I smiled and said, “Hey, Brother Lin, don’t be too sad. I’ll treat you to a Coke... "
After that, Lin Feng pestered me to tell him about the cases we solved in the past two days. Of course I was happy, so I started from Hao Dadan to Mr. Li, Mr. Zhang and so on.
The next morning, my mother woke me up. My father had already made breakfast and put it on the table. It seemed that my mother only woke me up after eating. In fact, my father cooks every day's meals. I don't know why, although my mother is virtuous, she doesn't know how to cook. At least I have never seen her cook.
I finished my breakfast, lit a cigarette and went out. I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was eight ten in the morning, but I found an unread text message on my phone, which was sent at about six in the morning. Not many people send text messages in this day and age. I clicked on the text message and saw that it was from my father. The content of the text message was: "Your Uncle Quan is upset. I went fishing with him. Today is Tuesday, Chinese Studies Museum." I don’t have many students, so you should worry about me.” There was also a smiley face spelled out with punctuation marks at the end, I thought to myself that I am such an obscure father.
I opened the car door, turned the key, and drove towards the Guoxue Museum. As I drove on, I saw a man pedaling his bicycle desperately not far ahead. Just by looking at his back, I knew that this man was Lin Feng. In fact, Lin Feng drives a car and there is a car at home, but he never drives it. In his words, his leg skills must be exercised every day. I caught up with Lin Feng and said hello to him. When Lin Feng saw it was me, he immediately shouted and asked me to stop the car. I stopped the car and asked him what he was doing, and he said he wanted me to drive him for a while. He was going to be late and had his class this morning! After a lot of fuss, I put my bicycle in the trunk and continued driving towards the Guoxue Museum. During this period, I asked him why he was late, and he actually told me that the story I told him yesterday was so enjoyable that it kept him awake very late after he got home! That's why I got up late today...
Hurrying slowly, I was finally not late for the eight-thirty martial arts class. Later I heard that Uncle Quan was very disgusted with Lin Feng being late. If Lin Feng was late, he would be beaten by Uncle Quan. I thought to myself that Lin Feng was already in his twenties, so how could this old man do this
Without further ado, the whole morning passed peacefully and peacefully. However, the peaceful time seems to be only so short for me. At the lunch stall, all classes were over. Lin Feng, I, and two other female guzheng teachers were having lunch in the reception room of the Guoxue Museum. At this time, we saw a few people walking in from outside the gate. When I looked up, I saw someone I recognized, none other than Mrs. Li. There were several people following them, and Aunt Li led them in anxiously...