Changshan Town is a large town, located in the center of several surrounding townships. There is no need to open a market.
When we arrived at the market, my grandpa bought me a new set of clothes, which cost more than one hundred. I spent more than half of the New Year’s money my parents sent back. Grandpa saved some money through his own labor, weighed the meat, and bought it.
Yu. After thinking about it, he bought a few more long tube fireworks.
"My child, if others don't treat you as a human being, you have to live up to your expectations! Hold it!" Grandpa said sadly when he put the fireworks into my hand.
Every year during the Chinese New Year, people selling New Year's goods on the street always say that the narrow streets are so crowded that at a glance, you can only see a dark area. You can't see the road in front of you at all.
I followed my grandfather through the crowd, and the noise in the market seemed to be muted in my ears. The piece of metal I had been holding on to with my hand had been worn by my grandfather with a red rope and hung on my
neck, but I still used to hold the metal piece in the palm of my hand.
The patterns on the metal pieces have long been imprinted on my heart. If I close my eyes, I can see the black and white fish spinning around, and the patterns around the black and white feathers constantly changing. Grandpa put the things he bought on the
I was carrying the basket and I was lifting it up with a pole. One hand had to hold me tight. There were so many people on the road that it was extremely difficult for my grandfather to walk along the way.
Along the way, whenever grandpa asked me to stop, I would stop, and when he asked me to go, I would go. Slowly, the lively market was left behind us.
Since my grandpa and I are the only ones at home, the preparations for this New Year are very simple. There are a few pieces of bacon that have been smoked black on the stove, and there are also a few preserved fish hanging on the roof of the hall. These things will be ready after the New Year.
People who work in the south will bring it to my parents when they go south.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there is no blood. All the chickens, ducks and fish must be killed before the end of the year. Grandpa was busy all day long. In the evening, he took me to set off fireworks.
"Yangyang, come on, these fireworks are yours." Grandpa put the fireworks into my hand.
I just mechanically held the fireworks in my hands.
"Alas." Grandpa sighed and took me to a spacious place in Shaiguping. "Come, Grandpa will set off fireworks with you."
Grandpa held my hand, lit the fireworks, and then held my hand to raise the fireworks high.
boom!
Fireworks rushed into the sky, exploded suddenly, and bloomed into a colorful flower in the sky.
"Look, how beautiful it is!"
There was also a loud bang in my mind, and I suddenly woke up.
"grandfather."
"Hey. Huh?" Grandpa looked at me in surprise as if he was electrocuted at that moment.
"You, you call me again?" Grandpa grabbed my shoulders tightly with both hands.
"Grandpa." I called again. My eyes have returned to clarity. They are more energetic than ordinary children.
"My good grandson, my good grandson!" Grandpa hugged me tightly, crying all the time.
"Grandpa, I'm fine now." He hadn't spoken for more than two years. When he spoke, he was a little awkward, but his logic was better than that of his peers.
Grandpa took me to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the ancestral tablet in the hall.
"Thank you, ancestors, for your blessing! Thank you, ancestors, for your blessing!"
But I know that I have learned a lot in the past two years when I have not spoken. I can tell whether it is sunny or rainy just by looking at the wind and grass. Whether I am sleeping or awake, standing or sitting, whether I am standing still or not.
As I walk, I can sense the omnipresent vitality between heaven and earth at any time. I know how to absorb the vitality into my body and then excrete the turbid energy in my lungs.
All of this has nothing to do with my ancestors who have turned to dust, but has a lot to do with my grandfather who worked hard. Without my grandfather's care, I would have been lost in the world of metal pieces.
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This piece of metal is like a spark, igniting the Tao fire in my body. Or it is the key for me to enter the world of monasticism. The metal piece is actually a very simple bronze medal with the Yin and Yang Bagua array engraved on it. But for me
To me, it is an extremely precious treasure.
Because I left the imprint of my soul in the process of enlightenment, this originally extremely ordinary bronze medal has become somewhat different. It emits an extremely mysterious light. It is also the so-called "treasure light". It is no longer a piece of jewelry.
Ordinary metal pieces, protected by Baoguang, will never rust even if they are buried underground for hundreds of years.
"Okay, okay, get up quickly. Yangyang, grandpa, take a good look again." Grandpa quickly pulled me up. I found that grandpa's left foot was shaking a little. Grandpa suffered a lot when he was young, building railways in ice and snow, and his feet were damaged.
Frostbite is the root cause of the disease. When the weather changes, the pain will be severe.
"Grandpa, your foot hurts again?" Grandpa's pain seemed to pull my heart, making me feel extremely distressed.
"Again?" Grandpa was very surprised by my choice of words. I have become stupid for two years. Two years ago I was a five-year-old child. How could I know his old legs?
I didn't explain anything, and I couldn't explain these things clearly. "Grandpa, let me boil your feet with hot water."
I asked grandpa to sit down first, ran over and poured a basin of hot water on a wooden plate, brought it to grandpa, then helped grandpa take off his shoes and socks, and then moved grandpa's feet to the plate.
"Grandpa, sit down. I'll wash your feet. From now on, I will definitely honor you." I said seriously. For a seven-year-old child, when he is serious, he always has some sense of dignity.
Childish.
But grandpa was extremely moved after hearing this, with tears welling up in his eyes: "Hey, our Yangyang has become sensible."
While I was scalding Grandpa's feet with hot water, I mobilized the energy of heaven and earth to nourish Grandpa's sore spots.
"Hey, it feels so comfortable." I don't know whether Grandpa's feet feel comfortable or his heart feels comfortable.
The Year of the Rabbit in 1999 is a new beginning in my life.
But to the people in the village, I am still so special. The children in the village still dare not get too close to me. But to me, I no longer belong to the world of these little kids. I still don’t speak much.
, unsmiling.
Although my parents knew that I had started speaking again, they didn't react at all. They seemed to have given up on me.
There are indeed some big differences between me and other children. Counting my brother, there are a total of six people in the family, and five people are divided into fields. There are more than five acres in total. Grandpa raised a ox. Now I have recovered.
The task of herding the cattle naturally fell on me.
The children in the village still rejected me, and naturally they would not let me go into the mountains with the cattle herding team. I was too lazy to follow them into the mountains. The grass on the field ridges was also very fresh, but I was worried that the cattle would eat the crops, so I generally didn’t.
The child leads the cow up the field ridge. This is also quite tiring.
But I have a better way. I take the cow out, direct a stream of vitality into the cow's head, and then shout loudly: "Only eat grass!"
I actually didn't know how to train the ox, but this shot really worked. I wrapped the rope of the ox directly around the two horns of the ox. Then I sat on the stone on the side of the road in a daze.
The villagers saw a cow grazing on the edge of the field without looking after it, so they hurried over.
"Yangyang! Are you stupid again? If you eat my family's seedlings, your family will definitely pay for it!"
I didn't even bother to take care of it. No one in the village dared to do anything to me.
The man ran to the field and saw that the cow had not eaten a single crop at all. It was just gnawing grass.
After this incident spread, the villagers became even more convinced that I had been hit by an evil spirit. Otherwise, how could such a strange thing happen?
Grandpa hates people saying that I am in trouble and often scolds the villagers. Because of this, the villagers no longer dare to say in front of me or say stupid things. But secretly, who can control what others say? In the village
Children don't dare to play with me.
Fortunately, I'm going to school in the second half of the year. I was already seven years old in 1999. If it hadn't been delayed due to my entrance, I should have gone to preschool in 1997 and elementary school in 1998.
Fortunately, I woke up at this time, otherwise, I would have to wait until the next century to go to elementary school.
My parents didn't seem to care at all about going to elementary school, and they didn't send any money back. My grandfather had long since given up on my parents. If it weren't for the sake of his little grandson, he would have called my grandma back to Bajiao Village.
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My interest in going to school is not as high as that of other peers. The higher I stand, the farther I can see. I can’t see all the mysteries between heaven and earth, and I can’t see through them. Is there anything more serious than this?
Are you interested? Although I have woken up, my life has completely changed.
When I went to register, my grandfather wanted to send me there in person. Before leaving, I looked up at the sky, then ran back and brought an umbrella.
"Yangyang, the sun is shining so brightly in the sky, why are you afraid of being exposed to the sun when you bring an umbrella?" Grandpa didn't understand the use of me bringing an umbrella.
"It will come in handy later." I didn't explain. I just held the umbrella.
Huang Shulang, a fat man in the village, saw me taking an umbrella and shouted, "Look, that fool is carrying an umbrella in such a sunny day!"
The big fat man's father, Huang Kui, is the butcher in the village. He is the butcher in the village. He often eats meat at home, and Huang Shulang likes to eat fat meat. As a result, he becomes a big fat man. People in the village say that the butcher's family raises pigs.
Got a big fat pig.
Grandpa frowned after listening to Huang Shulang's words: "Weasel, you ate zero eggs in the exam. Your fat meat only grows meat but not brains?"
Huang Shulang was not afraid of my grandfather and dared to confront him, "This year I am demoted and will be in the same class as Yangyang. You see, the last place will definitely fall to your Yangyang."
"Weasel, are you awake yet?" Grandpa chuckled.
All the teachers at school have heard of my name, but there is only one class in each grade, and I have reached the age. No matter how reluctant the first-grade teacher Guo Daoying is, she can only let me sign up. But from her face, I can tell that she
