Chapter 302 Who is the first to realize the big dream
On this day, I did not go to the dormitory, but went to the villa.
I keep thinking about that sentence in my mind: What would my life be like if I went back to the past and didn't encounter that bronze medal?
I looked at the bronze medal in my hand, and the words on it were still the same as before. Ever since I entered Taoism, the words on it had not fluctuated for a long time. But today, when my fingers gently touched the words on the bronze medal,
Suddenly, these words suddenly shook like reflections in water, and the strokes of the words became crooked.
What's even more amazing is that not only are these words bending and undulating, but even the bronze medal begins to twist, and then everything around it also twists, and the whole world suddenly twists.
I don’t know how much time passed, but I seemed to have had a long dream. When I woke up, I found myself in the mountains. I was about to check the time, but I was surprised to find that my hand turned into a small
The child's hand. This time, I was quite surprised.
Where is this? How did I become a child? There was a dark round thing on the ground. I suddenly remembered, wasn't this the first time I encountered a bronze medal on the main peak of Bajiao Mountain when I was a child? Should I go back
When I was a child, maybe all these things I experienced were just a long dream I had?
I was about to reach out and pick up the bronze medal, but when I reached halfway, a voice sounded in my mind: What if I didn't get the bronze medal? Would my life be different?
I remember I came here to find Lao Huang. Lao Huang had a fight with someone else's bull. After winning, he went crazy and went up to the main peak of Bajiao Mountain. When I got here, I got the bronze medal. But I didn't find the bull, so I went back
Only then did I know that Lao Huang had gone home on his own.
Since I didn't pick up the bronze medal, I can go home directly. I don't know if I am dreaming now or if it was a dream before.
"Yangyang!" Grandpa shouted to me over there.
"Grandpa, I'm here." I responded and walked out quickly. After walking a few steps, I looked back at the bronze medal. I still resolutely gave up the bronze medal. I decided in my heart that whether it was a dream or reality before
, is it still a dream now, I just want to take a different path.
"Have you found Lao Huang?" Grandpa asked.
"I didn't see it. The old man is very clever. He may have run back." I suddenly became mature when I spoke. Grandpa gave me a strange look.
"Grandpa, let me pick up the firewood." I walked over and prepared to pick up the load of firewood. However, I found that I was not tall enough to reach the thousand poles.
Grandpa thought I was weird at first, but when he saw my funny look, he started laughing.
"Oh. Our Yangyang has grown up and become sensible. We know how to help grandpa. But we have to grow up quickly." Grandpa rubbed my head. At first, I thought I might be
I was dreaming, but when grandpa rubbed my head, it was so real. Was I really dreaming before? How could there be such a real dream?
I was stunned and didn't say anything. Grandpa thought I was upset because I couldn't help him, so he smiled and said, "Yangyang, grow up quickly. When you grow up, you can help grandpa."
I followed my grandfather, one foot high and one foot low. I accidentally kicked a stone, which immediately broke my tender little finger. Bright red blood flowed out from the tip of my finger. It really hurt.
I couldn't help but shed tears. Although I had more than ten years of consciousness, my body still reacted like that of a five-year-old. I pulled a piece of thatch on the side of the road and crushed some eight-leaf hemp.
Leaves are applied to wounds to stop bleeding, and then the herbs are fixed to the toes with thatch.
Grandpa was carrying a load of firewood and didn't notice me walking behind him. When he got home, sure enough, Lao Huang had come back a long time ago. He was lying in the cow pen. When he saw me raising my head, he retorted there.
The fresh grass that I swallowed before stirred my ears from time to time to drive away the gadflies in the cattle pen.
"Yangyang, where have you gone again?" Grandpa shouted.
I ran over quickly and said, "I'm going to fix the bolts of the cattle pen. I even scolded Lao Huang, which made us search for a long time."
"Aren't you just playful? If you kept holding Old Huang, how could he run away?" Grandpa said cheerfully.
"Grandpa, when will mom and dad come back?" I asked.
"They went to make money to buy candies for our family Yangyang, and they won't come back until the Chinese New Year. During the Chinese New Year, Yangyang will have a lot of candies to eat." Grandpa stuffed a handful of wooden sticks into the stove.
I moved a bench and sat next to the stove, feeling the heat radiating from the blazing firewood in the stove. The bright red light from the firewood made the skin all over my body turn red.
Did I really just have a long dream? Was it really a fantasy that occurred after I saw the bronze medal? What kind of dream could make me dream for more than ten years?
"Yangyang, do you miss your parents?" Grandma asked strangely when she saw that I was always a little absent-minded today. I'm not usually like this. When I'm at home, it's always very lively.
"Yeah." I nodded. I really miss my parents.
"It's okay. Mother, give Yangyang a poached egg. Tomorrow I'll go to Kuizi's house and cut a pound of butt meat back. I'll make a tooth sacrifice for our Yangyang." Grandpa lit the cigarette stick and inhaled loudly.
"Smoking less cigarettes is not good for Yangyang. If Yangyang's mother were here, she would have to blame you again." Grandma complained.
"If I don't smoke a bag every day, I feel sick all over." Grandpa is still the same, smoking with gusto.
"When I grow up, I also want a dry tobacco stick like grandpa's." I said.
"Look, look, I told you not to be a bad example in front of Yangyang? How about it? Are you making a bad example of Yangyang?" As expected, grandma scolded grandpa again as before.
"It's all because of you, a bad boy, that Grandpa can't even smoke." Grandpa knocked all the ash from his pipe into the stove, smelling regretfully the smell of wood smoke mixed with the smell of cut tobacco.
There was no TV at home. After dinner, we rested outside to cool down and went to bed early.
When I was a kid, I could fall asleep as soon as I hit the bed, but now I can't fall asleep at all.
"When I wake up tomorrow, will I be in the villa in Huacheng or in this old house? Which one is the dream? Go to sleep, maybe when I wake up, I will know what the dream is.
That’s it.” I thought to myself.
After a dreamless night, I heard a rooster crowing in the morning. It woke me up. I was very surprised why there was a rooster crowing. I originally thought I was awakened by the rooster's crowing in the villa in Huacheng.
When I opened my eyes, I saw several beams of sunlight shining into the room through the gaps in the tiles. This is a unique view of brick houses in rural areas.
I was actually in an old house in Bajiao Village. Although I seemed to have not lived in a house for several years, the old house left an indelible mark on me. Everything about the old house has been imprinted on my soul.
Grandpa went to Uncle Kui Zi's house early in the morning. Uncle Kui Zi was the butcher in the village. He got up every morning to kill the pigs before the rooster crowed. He had to dare to clean the pork before everyone got up, and then went to the village to sell the pork.
A village like Bajiao Village is too small to consume one pig a day. He must buy the pork to neighboring villages.
Grandpa came back carrying a pound of butt meat, followed by a big fat man.
As soon as Huang Shulang saw me, he immediately said excitedly, "Yangyang, Second Grandpa came to my house to cut meat. I specially asked my dad to get an extra tube bone for Second Grandpa. Although the tube bone is not valuable, in fact, there are
There’s a lot of meat that hasn’t been trimmed off.”
I slapped Huang Shulang hard and said, "Huang Shulang, I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that you became my apprentice."
"I also dreamed that you would be my apprentice." Huang Shulang refused to suffer this disadvantage.
"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away." I was too lazy to pay attention to this fat man.
Ma Jindong actually came over, "Teacher...Teacher..."
"Ma Jindong, do you still remember that I am your master?" I was shocked.
"What the hell. I mean, there are a lot of chicken mushrooms over at Stone Ridge. Should we go there to collect the mushrooms too?" Ma Jindong managed to say a completely coherent sentence.
"Yangyang had a dream last night and became the master of the two of us." Huang Shulang laughed heartily. I was really afraid that a pound or two of flesh would shake off from his body. By then, my grandpa would not be able to tell which piece belonged to them.
Home-cut pork. That piece of pork is the fat that fell from Huang Shulang's body.
"You, are you going to return it, return it, or not go?" Ma Jindong asked.
"I'm too lazy to go." I'm still a little confused today. Could it be that I haven't woken up yet?
But no matter how hard I sleep, time passes by, and there seems to be no sign of returning to that moment in the Flower City.
At noon, Ma Jindong and Huang Shulang came to my house again and gave me a portion of the chicken mushrooms harvested in the mountains. Then he showed me something in his hand. It almost scared me out of my mind.
Ma Jindong actually held the bronze medal in his hand!
Seeing my surprised look, Ma Jindong thought I was jealous of him and said smugly: "You know what? I picked this up from the main peak of Bajiao Mountain. It looked dark at first. I put it on a stone and polished it for a long time.
I just polished off the rust on it. I didn’t expect that there was such a bronze medal inside. If you went to pick mushrooms with us, you might have picked up this bronze medal.”
"Hey, Ma Jindong, why did you suddenly stop stuttering?" I asked strangely.
"Yes, yes. Yes. My mouth, mouth, stuttering is gone." Ma Jindong suddenly came back to his senses and immediately turned into a stutter.
As soon as I looked at the bronze medal, I immediately felt the words on it move. I quickly closed my eyes and never dared to look at the bronze medal in Ma Jindong's hand again.
Ma Jindong reluctantly made the decision, "Yangyang, you, if you say you like it, I will give it to you. I, we are good friends."
Ma Jindong thrust the bronze medal into my hand, and a strong breath immediately came from the bronze medal. I was so frightened that I quickly threw away the bronze medal. The bronze medal bounced up on the ground a few times, making a pleasant sound of metal touching the ground.
sound.
"If you don't want it, then don't want it. Why throw it away? Throw it away. Throw it away." Ma Jindong quickly ran over and picked up the bronze medal.
"The things on Bajiao Mountain are not clean. Don't just pick up anything at home." I'm worried that Ma Jindong will be like me and sleep for two years.
"Yangyang, it's your fault this time. Ma Jindong kindly gave you the bronze medal. If you don't want it, don't take it. Why did you throw it away?" Huang Shulang also spoke for Ma Jindong this time. Since they said so, I will take it too.
There was nothing they could do.
The reality is not what I thought. Ma Jindong plays with a bronze medal every day, but he is not affected by the bronze medal at all. The bronze medal is of no use to him at all.
In the afternoon, grandma packed a basket of eggs and walked to the village.
"Grandma, are you going to sell so many eggs?" I asked a little strangely. If you want to sell eggs, you should go to the market early. If you go out so late, unless someone wants them at home.
"Your uncle Li Yuanlei is sick. Invite the villagers to come and have a look together," said grandma.
When grandma mentioned Li Yuanlei, I was familiar with this name. The father of my eldest female disciple Li Lijuan was Li Yuanlei. Li Yuanlei was seriously ill, but could not get timely treatment. Within two years, he died. The last time, I didn’t wait.
When I woke up, Li Lijuan's father had passed away.
"Grandma, I'll go with you." I followed grandma to Li Lijuan's house.
Because Li Yuanlei is seriously ill, Li Lijuan's family situation has begun to have problems. It's really hard to make money these days, especially in her hometown, where a farmer works hard to farm and can't make much money all year round.
"Okay, when you go to someone else's house, don't make too much noise. Otherwise, I will never dare to take you there again." Grandma warned me.
Naturally, I am no stranger to Li Lijuan's house. When my grandma and I arrived at Li Lijuan's house, we saw Li Lijuan sitting in the yard, stunned.
"Juanzi, what are you doing sitting here?" I walked over and fiddled with the two little horns on Li Lijuan's head.
"It's none of your business." Li Lijuan said to me angrily.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." I followed my grandma and walked closer to Li Lijuan's house. Li Yuanlei was lying on the bed. Li Lijuan's mother, He Zhixiang, was feeding Li Yuanlei water.
"He Zhixiang, how is Yuan Lei's situation?" Grandma asked.
"Auntie, look at him like this, what else can you do?" He Zhixiang said with a cry.
Everything shows that I am no different from an ordinary person.
But I also know that I am completely different now than before. Although my body has become smaller now, everything seems to be the same as before.
Because when I looked at Li Yuanlei on the hospital bed, I actually remembered the medical book that Professor Qi had read to me. If I was dreaming before, how could I know these contents of traditional Chinese medicine? But if I am dreaming now, why do I