I was a little confused, but if I just think about it for a while, I can immediately hear the meaning of Sanbo's words.
He said, I came to this village on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
What does it mean to come to this village? This means, obviously, that I was not originally from this village, but after I arrived here on the thirteenth lunar month of that year, I became a villager.
My mind was suddenly chaotic, looking at San Bo blankly.
"Thirteen, there are some things that no one will tell you." San Bo sighed and said, "It's not just me, but the old people in the village. Who doesn't know about this? It's just that everyone is afraid of your uncomfortable. In addition to your father's repeated warnings, we all kept silent together."
"Second Uncle, since I have already said what I have said, let me talk about it, so that I can understand it clearly in my heart."
"Thirteen, before you came to this village, you... be your mother, you have passed away."
Uncle San said, my father's life may not be good. My family has lived in this small village for generations, and they are all villagers who are responsible for their duties. When I got to my father, maybe it was a high spirit. When he was a teenager, he insisted on following a group of people to the south to rush into the country. He was not allowed at home, so Dad sneaked out and never came back.
This flash, it was more than ten years, until Grandpa passed away, Dad rushed back. Two years after the grandfather passed away, the grandmother also passed away.
Perhaps it was the departure of the two old people that made my father quite annoyed. He was annoyed that he hadn't been able to fulfill his filial piety before the bed before they died. Therefore, since then, father has never left the village again.
Later, Dad became a relative and married a woman from another village more than 80 miles away. That woman, San Uncle said to be my mother.
After becoming a pro, Dad is very peaceful, and every day he goes down to the river to fish, take care of the family's land, and do nothing else. He treats his mother very well, but her body has always been weak and suffering from all kinds of illnesses, so she can't afford a child. Married for four or five years, still living as a couple.
When my father was almost 30 years old, my mother couldn't stand it and passed away. In those days, Dad was very depressed, and the fish stopped fighting, and he drank at home every day. Because he and San Bo were both people who had gone outside, although they were a little different in age, they had a lot of contact with each other. San Bo often persuaded him at that time.
"I told your father, unfortunately, someone in the family has passed away. The deceased hope that the living can live well. If they are groggy every day, they only know that they drink and sleep, and the people who have lived are not humans, ghosts and ghosts. Isn’t that right? Let down the hearts of others?"
After Sanbo's persuasion for a while, my father seemed to be better. He still went to fish in the river every day, but his temperament changed. He was reticent. In his free time, he would sit on the roof alone in a daze.
Half a year later, in the twelfth lunar month, San Bo was afraid that his father had not prepared anything by himself, so he sent some rice noodles, oil and salt. The two drank wine until late at night when San Bo returned home.
San Bo remembered that it was the twelfth lunar month when he was drinking with his father.
As a result, the next day San Uncle hadn't woken up yet, so Dad hurried to look for him.
"I don't know what happened that night, it was your father who told me."
That night, when Dad sent San Uncle away, he felt a little drunk, but he couldn't sleep for a while, so he chopped wood in the wood shed. That night, there was a lot of snow, and the snow in the yard was more than half a foot deep. Dad chopped the firewood and sweated all over before returning to the house to sleep.
After drinking, I worked hard, so I fell asleep quickly. Soon after falling asleep, Dad had a dream.
He dreamed of an old Taoist with white beard and hair standing in the snow outside the courtyard, standing silently, looking at the courtyard gate motionless.
No one spoke in the dream, only this old Taoist priest.
This dream is not a nightmare, but Dad woke up. After he woke up, he recalled the dream again, and the more he thought about it, the more he became flustered.
Not knowing what to think, Dad put on his clothes, walked straight out, opened half of the courtyard door, and glanced outside.
At this glance, Dad's heart almost popped out of his throat. He saw an old Taoist priest standing outside the courtyard.
The wind and snow were heavy, and the old Taoist did not know how long he had been standing here. Fearing that he didn't wake up, Dad pinched himself severely, which hurt.
At this time, the old Taoist moved suddenly, shaking off the snow on his body, and walking towards this side step by step. Dad felt flustered, but his legs seemed to be rooted.
After all, Dad is a person who has been outside and has seen it before. He knows that if something comes to him, no matter good or bad, it is impossible to hide. Therefore, Dad settled his mind, and simply opened all the courtyard doors.
The old Taoist priest walked outside the courtyard, did not enter the courtyard, just glanced at his father.
These narrations were all told to San Uncle by Dad at the time, and San Uncle didn't know what the old Taoist looked like.
The old Taoist took the lead and asked my father whether he would recite the Buddha. My dad shook his head, and the old Taoist asked him again whether he would give up his life and flee. My dad asked, who should die. The old Taoist said, a poor man.
When talking about this, my father moved in his heart. He could see that this old Taoist priest was of unknown origin, but he was kind and good-looking, and his face was indifferent and gentle. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he nodded immediately.
The old Taoist nodded when he saw his father, took a baby from his arms and gave it to him.
After waiting for his father to take over the baby, the old Taoist said that he was about to die and could not send the child farther. Now he just happened to walk to this village and walked outside the courtyard, which shows that the baby in the baby is related to his father.
When I heard this, I didn't need to ask my third uncle, I knew that the baby in the infant must be me.
After the old Taoist said these words, he took off his robe and wrapped it around the baby, and then confessed to my father to treat the child kindly.
Afterwards, the old Taoist turned and left. Dad still wanted to go up and ask about the child's origin. But the wind and snow were so heavy that Dad was holding the baby in his swaddle and didn't dare to chase after the wind. When he looked up, the old Taoist priest seemed to have gone far.
From beginning to end, the old Taoist priest did not say who he was, nor did he say who the baby was. Dad had no idea, because he had never taken care of such a small child. Therefore, he panicked and looked after the middle of the night at home.
Fortunately, the baby in the swaddle doesn't cry or make trouble, and sleeps very sweetly. At dawn the next day, Dad couldn't sit still, and immediately went to discuss with San Uncle.
"Your father finished talking to me, I didn't think too much in my heart. There are so many poor people here. Some households have children but can't support them. They can only give them away, so that the children can live. The child is an old-fashioned, which is very strange, but they are all gone, and now
It's useless to think about it so much. "The third uncle filled a bag of dry tobacco again, and said: "I'll tell your father that since the child has been sent and he has stayed behind, he will keep it well." "
When the old Taoist sent me, it was just after the twelfth lunar month. Therefore, San Bo and my father discussed it and named me thirteen.
After Dad adopted me, everyone in the village knew that Dad was afraid that I would grow up, and the villagers would gossiping and tell me about it, so after a month, he specially organized a full moon drink. At the banquet, he solemnly asked the people in the village, and when I grew up, no one would mention it, because he was afraid that I would feel uncomfortable and feel inferior. Although our small village is small, the villagers are kind-hearted. Everyone remembers what Dad said. From that time until I left the village, no one had said this.
Only now did I know that I was a fool in the whole village, and everyone else knew it, only I didn't.
"Oh, this matter, I also told your father before, I said, the paper can't keep the fire, the child will really grow up in the future, can you hide it from him for a lifetime? Your father said, really wait for him to fully grow up It’s not too late."
When San Uncle said this, I suddenly understood that Dad specifically asked me to go back to the village this time, in fact, for the purpose of clarifying this matter. He refused to tell me in person, so he asked the third uncle to tell me and let me know what happened on that snowy winter night.
However, since I came to this village, nothing surprising has happened. Like other children, I grow up slowly, learn to talk and learn to eat. Dad has raised me for a long time. Although he is not his biological child, he treats me like his biological child so that I can grow up carefree.
I think if it hadn’t happened suddenly a few years ago, maybe my father would not let me know about this. He would save some money, buy me some things like other old people in the village, and then marry a daughter-in-law to make me safe. Live here peacefully.
"Thirteen, these things are all things in the past. It's not that I spoke to your dad. For so many years, your dad has never treated you badly. Others may not know it, but I know it clearly."
San Bo said that since I adopted me, the family burden has become heavier. At that time, I spent a lot of money on treating my mother's illness. My father had to pay off his debts and feed me. Except sometimes saying a few heart-wrenching words with San Bo, I don't talk so much to anyone.
"San Bo, I know, I know..." My nose was sour, and tears almost flowed out. Looking back on the experience of so many years, Dad has never treated me wrongly. There is a saying among our folks that it is better to nurture a kindness, which means Said that biological parents are not comparable to the kindness of adoptive fathers and adoptive mothers.
"Thirteen, don't think about it. Now that you are back, you can live your life well. You learned to fish with your father, and there is a bit of land at home. As long as you are not lazy, your life will be better. If you usually lack money and things, just come and follow me. Say."
I thanked the third uncle, but I always felt a little indescribable in my heart. I think, what's the point of Dad telling me to know about this
I doubt very much that he will not simply let me know this, make me sad, and let me guess.
Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered the worn-out Taoist robe. That robe can be said to be the only thing left by the old Taoist priest. For so many years, Dad has kept it well, and he asked me to take out this robe, which must have deep meaning.
Thinking of this, I said goodbye to my third uncle, hurried back to my yard, took out the Taoist robe, and looked over and over again.
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