"A man accidentally fell into a crocodile pool, but he was not bitten to death by a crocodile. Why?"
"This is the same man. He was not bitten to death by a crocodile, but he still died in the end. Why?"
When Chujiu was translating, he spoke louder and louder. He looked at me and drank eight bowls of rice wine in a row, laughing so hard.
I admit that I underestimated these girls. I thought that with my drinking capacity, I could drink unlimited rice wine with lower alcohol content.
When I was unconscious, the sun was about to set. In the large open space next to the long street, people built a large bonfire to perform the evening singing and dancing.
When I woke up again, I was lying near them covered with my grandfather's coat. I don't know who made a bed for me with several chairs.
Grandpa and uncle were still drinking. Vidyadhara, whose face turned red after drinking the first bowl of wine, was not drunk yet. He chatted with grandpa and picked up another bowl.
"Are you awake?"
When my uncle saw me waking up and picking up a bowl to drink, he couldn't hide the evil smile on his lips.
I returned the coat to Grandpa. Grandpa looked at me with the same evil smile and said that your drinking capacity needs to be improved and you are not as good as your father. Vidyadhara Dharma Master nodded in agreement.
"My dad? My dad doesn't drink, right? I've never seen him drink."
"Tch, your dad doesn't drink because he can't find anyone with whom he can drink."
My uncle patted my head and told me that when my father was young, he and his grandfather came to play in the village. He drank the whole village by himself, which made his grandfather look good.
"Uncle, on the ninth day of the lunar month, I was told that their drinking capacity is only one pound."
I looked at Chujiu dancing with others around the bonfire, jumping up and down and shouting loudly. I casually told my uncle that Chujiu stretched out a finger to tell me how much they drank.
"Chujiu told you about one pound?"
"I don't know exactly. He stretched out a finger. Isn't that what he meant? Could it be ten pounds?"
Recalling the situation at that time, Chujiu did not clearly tell me the specific amount of alcohol.
Grandma Jian Shu couldn't stand it anymore. She coughed lightly and said to me softly: "Silly boy, the ninth day of the lunar month means drinking all the time, not one pound."
I scratched my head and finally understood what Chujiu's eyes meant at that time.
"By the way, where are the rosary beads I gave you? If you take them with you, you should be able to make it to the village safely."
Master Vidyadhara put down the wine bowl in his hand and asked casually.
I told him truthfully that I gave it to my good friend.
"Is it the friend named Xiaoyu that Chujiu mentioned?"
Grandpa turned around and asked in a casual tone. I didn't know how to answer. I was afraid that they would think wrongly and think that I didn't study hard, so I simply didn't answer.
"It's pretty good, drink it! Qin Feng, why don't you go play with them for a while?"
Grandma Jian Shu said something incomprehensible, and then continued drinking with Grandpa and the others.
I touched the pager in my pocket inadvertently. There was no paging signal here, and I didn't know how Xiaoyu was doing.
Grandpa touched my head without saying anything. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip of wine. My uncle and the others suddenly stopped talking, and the atmosphere became quiet.
"Since you're not going to play with them, go back and have a rest early. Don't you want to know the cause of the matter? Grandpa will go back and talk to you later."
Grandpa sighed and patted my shoulder. I looked at Chujiu who was having a good time, smiled and walked back.
"Brother, do you really want to say it?"
"Qin Feng is an adult now. Some things can't be kept hidden for long. Some clues will eventually be found. Drink it!"
I turned around and walked not far when I vaguely heard the conversation between my uncle and my grandfather. It seemed that many questions hidden in my heart would be answered tonight.
Lying on the bamboo bed, I didn't feel sleepy anymore. My mind couldn't help but recall the scene after scene after leaving Lijia Village.
Just now when Master Vidyadhara asked me about the rosary, the moods of my grandfather and uncle began to change.
At that time, I tried to read some information from their faces, but unfortunately I failed. They had too many ways to hide themselves.
I guessed that it was probably related to Xiao Yu, and at the same time I felt a little lucky. Maybe Mi Li was right. Xiao Yu was in the hospital, and even if something happened, he would get the most advanced medical help as soon as possible.
The person I am guessing again is myself, and being bewitched is just an introduction.
My body must be somewhat special. For this reason, my grandfather has been protecting me secretly. The things I learned about my grandfather after meeting Chujiu and this trip to Tuhaizhai are the best proof.
Later, I fell asleep and vaguely heard someone sighing from the bedside.
Grandpa is sitting on the bedside, facing the window and smoking a cigarette. The room is filled with thick smoke, and it can be seen that grandpa has been in my room for a long time.
"woke up?"
Grandpa took a long puff of smoke, and the pipe gave off a bright flame. Then he put out the smoke and straightened the corner of the quilt covering me.
"Grandpa, why aren't you asleep yet?"
I looked out the window and saw the darkness that was so dark that it was about to dawn. I knew very well that this was the darkest time before dawn.
"I can't sleep. It's rare for everyone to get together and have a drink. Hey, I'm getting old. I don't know if there will be a next time."
Grandpa, who has always been difficult to understand, actually showed frustration in his tone of voice.
"Grandpa, stop thinking nonsense. There will be many opportunities in the future. You have forgotten what you taught me to follow your heart. Why are you so distracted now?"
I got up and got out of bed and poured a glass of boiling water for my grandpa. I also sat on the bedside and looked out the window side by side with my grandpa.
"Before I left Lijia Village, I didn't expect there to be places that didn't freeze in winter, right? The river at home should be frozen now."
When I heard my grandfather say this, a white frozen world appeared in my mind. The big fat man was sitting on the ice cart, and the little fat man was breathing heavily, pushing him desperately from behind.
"What do you want to ask grandpa? Grandpa will tell you today."
Grandpa's sudden words made me overwhelmed. I had countless questions in my mind before, but at this moment I didn't know where to start.
Seeing my stunned look, my grandfather showed a loving smile on his face and handed me the water glass. He said that he was the same as he was when he was a child. If he is too narrow-minded, he will be confused at critical moments.
"What kind of person do you think your master is?"
Grandpa’s series of shocking questions stunned me again.
Grandpa learned that I would know some of my master's deeds, which was expected.
Ever since I met Chujiu, or more probably when I left Lijiacun, he had already guessed it. In addition, during my trip to Anhui, I met Mr. Xu and my ancestor, Mr. Li, so he definitely couldn't hide it from me.
I was crazily recalling in my mind the master in several stories told to me on the ninth day of the lunar month, and the scene when Mr. Xu talked about his master in Anhui.
"The master is an omnipotent god. People only know that he calls himself Yellow River Old Li. Even his best friends don't know his real name."
After I finished speaking, grandpa showed a strange expression. It was hard to describe whether he was crying or laughing. There was always a faint smile on grandpa's face, and then some sadness was added.
"Actually, I don't know the master's name either."
Grandpa took out the pipe again, took out the match from his pocket, lit the pipe, blew out a puff of thick smoke, and said leisurely.
"What?"
This time I was really shocked, it was completely beyond my imagination.
What my grandfather said is as absurd as when someone told me when I graduated from high school that I didn’t know the name of the teacher who had been with me for three years.
"Master is also my savior. Without him, I would not have your father, let alone you."
Grandpa should have anticipated how I would react when he said these words. He stared at the petrified me and smiled evilly, with the folds on his face wrinkled into deep pits.
"Grandpa, you haven't teased me for several months, did you do it on purpose?"
I got up and went to get the thermos bottle, ready to add some hot water to grandpa's tea cup. When I came back, I saw grandpa staring out the window with tears in his eyes.
"Qin Feng, sit down and I will tell you a story."
When my grandfather was seven years old, he suddenly fell ill with a strange illness. He had a constant high fever and started talking in his sleep all night long. He could not be awakened no matter what, and he was in a coma during the day.
All the doctors in the county couldn't figure out why. They shook their heads and said they had never seen such a strange disease before.
At that time, all families were in a state of being unable to open the pot, and grandpa belonged to a very small number of well-off families. The family saw that grandpa had not had any water for three days in a row. In desperation, grandpa's father prepared to take grandpa to the city in a carriage to have a look.
sick.
At this time, I met a neighbor who came to see me. He said that it would take a day and two nights to go to the city, and he was afraid that the child would not be able to afford it. I suggested that grandpa’s family first go to Honghua Village to see his husband. Many people in the city have this disease.
Strange illnesses were cured by that gentleman.
Grandpa's father is a well-educated man. Even though the county doctors are powerless, he refuses to believe in these so-called Yin-Yang men. Even he himself has heard many stories about this rumored miraculous man.
gentlemen.
Grandpa's father insisted on going to a big hospital in the city. But grandpa's mother was heartbroken when she saw grandpa getting weaker and weaker, and refused to miss any opportunity to treat her child. After crying for a while, grandpa's father
Drive the carriage to Honghua Village.
It was easy to find where the husband lived. I found out by asking someone at the entrance of the village. The carriage followed the dirt road and walked directly to the door of the yard of the husband’s house.
Grandpa's father jumped down from the carriage and was about to knock on the door, when the wooden door of the yard opened from the inside.
A woman wearing black old cloth stood at the door. She pressed one hand on the door frame and glanced at the carriage outside. She had no intention of letting anyone in. After a while, she spoke to the anxious-looking person in front of her.
The man said:
"Go back and prepare for the funeral. My man said God wants to take this baby away, but he can't do anything about it."