"Actually, Wen Juan is a nice person. She has no bad intentions. She is just worried about her father. Don't worry about it!" Aunt Yan'er comforted me as she watched Wen Juan and Hong Hong disappear outside the courtyard gate.
"I'm fine. What is Principal Wen's illness? Why do I feel pain?" I shook my head and asked Aunt Yan'er.
"The doctor said it was organ failure. He went to the provincial hospital last month. He was treated with various drugs, but the situation was still not under control. In the end, the principal insisted that the fallen leaves must return to their roots, and he must come back. After he came back, he looked sober.
Some of them are blue and painful all over, and I have to press hard with a rolling pin to get some relief." Aunt Yan'er said.
"Going blue all over?" I was a little surprised.
"Isn't that right? I have to use a rolling pin to massage it to get better. I was wondering if it could be a deficiency. Wen Juan even went to see Taoist Feng from the neighboring village a few days ago, but she couldn't find out the reason."
Aunt Yan'er sighed with regret and said, "If your breasts are still there, maybe I can show you and understand."
After saying that, he looked at me as if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes shone slightly and said: "By the way, Ling'er girl, can't you also see these things? Why don't you tell Principal Wen whether he is actually ill or weak?
sick."
I nodded, feeling a little uneasy, hoping that Principal Wen was not suffering from a weak disease, otherwise even if I could see it, I wouldn't be able to solve it.
While we were talking, Aunt Yaner led me into the house.
Maybe for the sake of convenience, I heard that the principal's room was on the first floor. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strange smell. I couldn't tell whether it was a smell or a bad smell. It was mixed with a thick smell of mud.
Why is there such a weird smell in the principal's room?
I looked everywhere, just like in the yard, but still saw nothing. When I felt it carefully, even the cold feeling in the yard disappeared.
Principal Wen was lying motionless on the bed, with only his sallow face exposed outside the quilt. He was almost too thin to look good. His two eye sockets were sunken deeply, his mouth was slightly raised, and he was half-opened to match his nose to make a bellows.
Generally heavy breathing.
Aunt Yan'er picked up a rolling pin from the end of the bed and gently lifted Principal Wen's quilt. I couldn't help but gasp when I saw it.
Probably for convenience, Principal Wen under the quilt only wore a pair of large underpants and his upper body was naked. Just like Aunt Yaner described, his whole body was green, with deep and light brown marks, each one
The scars slowly spread from thin to thick, and each one seems to have veins and grows in one direction. At first glance, it even looks like someone has inserted a lot of reed chicken feathers on the body.
This is definitely not normal.
"Yan'er, you're here, press it for me quickly, my body hurts!" Following Aunt Yan'er's light movements, Principal Wen tried to open her eyes and murmured.
Aunt Yan'er said "OK" and gently tapped Principal Wen with the rolling pin in her hand. As the movements speeded up, the force became heavier and heavier.
It's strange to say that the originally green areas on Principal Wen's body slowly turned red under the beating of the rolling pin, and the pained look on Principal Wen's face slowly relaxed.
After beating like that for more than half an hour, Aunt Yan'er's hands became heavier and heavier, which shocked me. Principal Wen finally said: "Okay, you can rest for a while, I don't feel any pain anymore!"
"I'm a little hungry. Please help me sit up and eat some porridge!" Principal Wen said again, his voice no longer as weak as before.
"Let me help you!" I stepped forward and said, raising my hand to help Aunt Yan'er help Principal Wen sit up, and stuffed a cushion behind him.
Principal Wen looked at me and stared for a long time before saying: "Hu Ling? You are Hu Ling! I was sick last time you brought you milk. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have grown into a big girl and are in high school.
Is this winter vacation?"
I nodded and said, "Well, I'm in my first year of high school at County No. 1 Middle School."
"Read it carefully. You are a good student. No matter what others say about you, you are free to say what you say, and finally silence everyone with your own success!" Principal Wen looked at me and said.
I suddenly noticed that Principal Wen's pupils had turned gray-brown, and the whites of his eyes were covered with streaks of bloodshot streaks.
"Yes!" I nodded heavily, suppressing the sourness in my eyes and said to Principal Wen with a smile, "I will definitely do it!"
After that, I stood up and walked around the yard, hoping to find some clues.
It looked like Principal Wen's illness was caused by something rubbing it, but I couldn't tell anything. His room was very small, and I was sure there was nothing except the weird smell.
After browsing for nearly half an hour, I still found nothing. I suddenly remembered that the third book in the set of books left by my grandfather Xiu Cai contained the drawing methods and uses of seals. Even if I am not enlightened now and don't understand anything, Yi Hulu
Maybe Hua Lao can help Principal Wen.
After entering junior high school, I knew that the picture on the box that Grandpa Xiu Cai left me was not a fish, but called Bagua. The four books he left me were called "Shengyuan Tianshu". Unfortunately, so far, I can even
I can accurately recite the contents of any page in the book, but I still don’t understand the meaning of those contents.
After saying hello to Aunt Yan'er, I trotted all the way back home, dug out the third volume of "Shengyuan Tianshu", found a large piece of paper and traced the talismans one stroke at a time.
I still remember when my fourth uncle and grandma told me not to let anyone know about my affairs until I was twenty-two years old, but this time it was Principal Wen who, despite being seriously ill, did not forget to encourage me to strive for self-improvement. From any point of view, I would not allow it.
Just sit back and watch.
For three whole days, I didn't go to the mountain to see my fourth uncle and grandma. I just stayed at home and drew talismans. Only when all the talismans and seals could be traced decently did I go out and buy a stack of yellow burnt paper, carefully cut them out one by one, and cut the book
All the talismans and seals in it are drawn one by one on the cut yellow burnt paper.
Early on the fourth morning, I stood outside the door waiting for Aunt Yan'er with a large pile of painted talismans.
"Hu Ling, what are you doing with so much burning paper?" Aunt Yan'er asked from a distance when she saw the talisman in my hand.
"This is from the book that Grandpa Xiucai left for me. It should be useful for Principal Wen's illness. I want to go with you to try it on him." I showed the talisman in my hand to Aunt Yan'er.
"Yeah, Ling'er is pretty good. Now you can draw talisman seals. I heard my father and Dongzi's father say that he wouldn't be able to draw those talisman seals until he was forty-eight years old. I didn't expect you to be able to draw those talisman seals at such a young age!
"Aunt Yan'er said in surprise.
"Grandpa Xiucai can also draw these?" I looked at Aunt Yan'er.
This is the first time I have heard of this. As long as I can remember, I have seen Grandpa Xiu Cai in poor health, coughing every day, and occasionally basking in the sun in the yard, or coming to my house with a cane to find my fourth uncle and grandma. I have always regarded him as me.
He is just an ordinary old scholar who has taught in a private school.
"My father was very powerful back then! When you first came here..." Aunt Yan'er said and suddenly fell silent, then smiled and said, "Since my father left it for you, it must be useful for Principal Wen's illness.