A brick-sized hole, in fact, can't put anything into it. I felt a baggage and stuffed it tightly in the gap. It took a bit of effort before I took it out.
This is a small baggage that looks very ordinary, outside is a layer of coarse cloth woven by the country folk. Shake away the burden, there is a piece of clothing inside.
To be precise, this dress is actually a robe, and it is the Taoist robe preached by Taoist priests in Taoist temple. The Taoist robe is indigo blue. I don't know how many times I have washed it back and forth, and it has been washed a little white.
There are more than ten patches on the robe, and it seems that this robe has been worn for many years.
Holding this Taoist robe, I began to mutter in my heart. I always thought that the secret that Dad confided to me in that situation must be very important, and most of the things he pointed out to me were also very important, but I never expected it to be such a tattered piece. His old Taoist robe
I sat down by the well, thinking about it, but couldn't understand it. I wonder if I didn't dig it out just now, because there is something else in the cracks of the bricks. I stood up and fumbled again carefully. After the bricks were removed, the gap was only that big, and there was really nothing else.
I spread out the Taoist robe and looked carefully in the moonlight, hoping to find some clues. However, after reading it over and over several times, I couldn't see anything. This is a very ordinary Taoist robe.
At this moment, I felt weak, and my head was heavy, as if I was filled with paste. Since my father pointed me to find this thing, it shows that there must be his intention, but with this robe, what can I find
I began to ponder, pondering the origin of this robe. In my impression, there are no Taoist temples near our village, and the nearest Taoist temple is at least in the mountains a hundred miles away.
This kind of thing, if there is no insider's guidance, then I definitely can't think of anything. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile. I originally thought that after finding the things hidden in the well following Dad's guidance, I could more or less solve the confusion in my heart. Who knew that the thing was found, but the doubt was not solved, but it was heavier.
But there was no other way, I could only put away the Taoist robe, and then rest in the hut with firewood and sundries. I lay down, but I always couldn't sleep.
Before that, I had no doubts about my father or our family. I always thought that our family was just an ordinary family in the river beach countryside, and my father was just a countryman. But judging from what is happening now, Dad is not an ordinary person, absolutely not.
After thinking about it, I made up my mind. I originally planned to come to the village to find something and then leave, but when I encountered such a headless thing, it suddenly aroused my heart of exploring. I want to stay for two days and find someone to inquire about it.
I want to inquire about the past events of my father, and then about the past events of my family. I haven't asked these things before, and even if there are any, others will definitely not tell me.
After making up my mind, I felt a little more relaxed. I slept, got up early the next morning and got some water. After washing, I jumped out over the wall and walked around the village.
There are very few people in the village. It stands to reason that the weather is cold this month, and there is no way to go to the river or plant the ground. Everyone should stay at home. But turning around, not even a single figure was seen.
Just when I was full of doubts,
On the small road in front, a person walked up tremblingly. I fixed my eyes and saw that it was the third uncle in the village.
San Bo's surname is Xu, because he is the third oldest in the family, so after he gets older, the younger generations in the village call him San Bo. When San Bo was young, he used to do business in Nanyang for more than ten years. Later, after losing money, he went to the south for a few years and barely paid off the debt he owed before returning home. From then on, San Bo was reluctant to mess around and only planted land in the village to live his life.
After all, San Bo had traveled north and south, he was a very knowledgeable person, and he was more sensible and respected in the village. I saw San Uncle, who was also squinting at me. I took a few steps and greeted me and shouted, "San Uncle."
"Yo!!! It's... It's thirteen!" San Bo has been around 70 this year, but his eyes turned out to be okay. I walked a few steps closer and he recognized me, feeling very surprised.
"San Bo, it's me."
"Thirteen, how come you have disappeared in the past few years?" San Bo looked at me up and down, and said, "I don't want to say hello to us before I leave. The villagers don't know why you went there, and they are worried. It's been a while."
"San Uncle, it's hard to say a word." I heard San Uncle say that with a warmth in my heart. When I go out, I am always warm and friendly, and there are always few good people. Only in the small village where I grew up can I feel a strong sense of humanity.
"I came back alone? Where's your father?" San Bo looked behind me and said, "I just got home, haven't you eaten yet? Go, go to my house, the steamed wotou in the morning, while it's warm, how much to eat? indivual."
San Uncle took me to his house and gave me food and water. I talked to San Bo while eating. San Bo said that the village is poor. In winter, they can’t do anything to make a living, and every household is difficult. This year, someone told me a job to quarry rocks in the mountains to the north. Although it was harder, the wages were a lot and they could continue. Do it until the end of the year. Therefore, as long as the people in the village are able to move, all go to quarry stones, leaving only a few old people here to guard their homes.
There are few people in the village, so I just happened to inquire about something. Holding this thought, I chatted with San Bo.
"Thirteen, where is your father?"
"My dad..." I was about to answer, but another thought came into my heart. If the third uncle knew that my family had to move back to live again, it would hurt the face, maybe there were some things, he would not tell me bluntly, I When I thought of this, my conversation immediately changed, sighed, and said: "San Bo, when my father and I left the village a few years ago, we were a little anxious. At that time, we were waiting to move and take advantage of other people’s boats. So I didn’t say hello. In the past few years, my dad and I have been fishing in the south. The days are pretty good, but... But two months ago, our fishing boat capsized and my dad was washed away by the river. turn up… "
"That..." When San Uncle heard this, he was taken aback, and then shook his head again. People who lived by the river knew that they could not find anyone for a month after being washed away by the water. Most of those who fell into the water were dead. San Uncle showed a hint of pity and said, "Thirteen, this is also fate. Everything has happened. Don't think too much about it. You can't think of your father back. Thirteen, you are moving back. Live in the village? Come to me to get something that is missing at home. Your third uncle is a little poorer, but you can provide you with some food and bedding, and you can still afford it."
"San Bo, thank you." As I thanked, I wondered how to lead the topic in the direction I wanted to ask. this
This kind of words is not easy to ask. After thinking for a long time, I said: "San Bo, there is something, I want to ask you."
"What's the matter? Let's talk about it."
"Before my father's accident, that is, ten days before the accident, he once drank some wine and wanted to say something to me, but when I was going to listen, he refused to say it again, no matter what No matter how I asked, he didn’t say a word. He just told me that when he gets old in the future, he will find a place to take care of the elderly and let me come back to our village. At that time, I will ask the elderly in the village to ask. Know what he wants to say to me."
"What's this?"
"Well, or else, why did I rush back in a hurry."
"Oh, just like what I said, people have their own lives, and sometimes when the lives are counted, they can detect something more or less, otherwise, your father will tell you these things for how well they are." San Bo I really thought that my father told me that. He took out a dry pipe, filled a pot of cigarettes, and took a few puffs. He said, "Your father, he is the one who can endure hardship the most. Eat it. He has something to say and doesn't want to talk to you in person."
"San Bo, what are you talking about?"
"Your father is no longer here, and I specifically asked you to come and ask after returning to the village. If it weren't for this, I would never tell you about this matter." Sanbo smoked a cigarette and said, "You know, Why are you called thirteen?"
"This, I really don't know." I thought about it, my name has been called for so many years, but I have never thought about it. In my opinion, a name is nothing more than a memory, especially for our country folks, who generally don't pay attention to naming.
"Because you came here on the thirteenth lunar month, so your father asked me specifically what name should be given to you. I haven't read many books, thinking that it is the thirteenth lunar month, so he gave it to me. Your father didn't say anything after you named it, so this name was just called."
"Yeah." I nodded. My birthday is the thirteenth of the twelfth lunar month. No matter how busy the twelfth lunar month is the thirteenth of each year, no matter how busy my dad is, no matter how hard the family is, he will try to buy a chicken or exchange two pounds of meat with a neighbor. , Simmered it for me, and told me to eat: "San Bo, I remember, I was born on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month."
When I think of this, my heart is suddenly uncomfortable. In fact, many, many small pieces of past events cannot be considered. The more these fragments of the past, the more melancholy people can be aroused.
I still remember that one year, the family was really poor, and only the last little seed food was left. There is a saying in our country that I starve to death and not move the seed food. Because Dad and I have been fishing, and the little land at home is just sowing seeds to plant. We don’t usually take care of it. When it’s time to harvest, we can collect it as soon as we want. So, Dad doesn’t care about the seed food, so I just take these. Seed food was exchanged for three catties of pork. On the thirteenth birthday of the twelfth lunar month, gave me a pot of stew.
"Thirteen, you didn't understand what I said." San Bo held his pipe in his mouth, took two more puffs, and said: "When you were born, no one knows, not even your father. "
"What? San Bo, what did you say?" I was shocked: "You just said that when my father named me, did he ask you specifically?"
"I mean, you came to this village on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month." San Bo looked at me and said, "you came to our village on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, do you understand?"
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