I found that my grandfather, my father, and my second uncle, the three most important characters in my life, can be said to be very powerful characters. However, the personalities of these three people are different.
Completely different. The difference is so big that people can't believe that these are actually father and son.
The second uncle is cold, the father is indifferent, and the grandfather is natural. But one thing they have in common is that these three people are all tolerant men. They don’t need to say what is in their hearts, and they can express their emotions and anger without expressing their emotions.
To be honest, in this respect, the person who did the worst was my second uncle.
Many times, he can let people see clues, and they can only use his coldness to reject all doubts. But grandfather and father can do this. If you get along with them, you will never find out.
They are like masters.
Pretending is very tiring. This is inevitable. The three of them are very tired. No matter what the purpose of pretending is, it will not be easy. So looking at grandpa like this, what I am saying on the surface is, I already know your
That's it, stop pretending. In fact, what I want to say most is, Grandpa, you are old, there is no need to work so hard.
I like to see you smile, but I don't want you to force your smile.
I looked at my grandpa, and he looked at me. Then, he finally stopped laughing. At first glance, it was hard to tell whether the smile was real or fake, and he said to me: Sit down first.
He took a cup and poured me a cup of hot water. I didn't refuse. It was like I came here as a guest and drank a cup of tea. I felt a lot warmer and looked around.
I walked around the room and calmed myself down. Maybe when I first saw my grandfather, I wouldn't have the heart to ask this old man I had lost and found some questions, but this does not mean that I have no questions.
On the contrary, there are so many that I don’t even know which question to start with. Everything that happened to me started from that time, from when the old man in front of me was...
The shoehorning began, and as a result, this old man who would come back to me with his body every seven days was now sitting in front of me, no different from him a few years ago.
Perhaps the only thing missing is his bronze pipe, and that pipe has been buried with my father in Shennongjia.
The sudden appearance of this old man even gave me a question: am I dreaming now, or have I been dreaming in the past few years?
I looked at my grandfather, just looking at him, and said: Don't you think that we have finally met? You need to give me an explanation for many things.
He glanced at me, took the kettle off the stove, and said: "It's not time yet, let's warm up the fire first."
I grabbed his hand when he wasn't paying attention.
It was cold, a piece of cold, just like when I touched his skin when he was resurrected, he tried to break free, but I calculated it deliberately and unintentionally, and I raised his sleeves a little higher.
He reacted quickly and retracted even faster, but I still saw what I wanted to see. His hands were ice-cold, and there were patches of corpses on his arms.
Can you tell me now about you, whether you are alive or dead? I looked at him and said.
He looked at me and said: You kid just learned from Lin Baqian and you are dishonest.
After that, he stopped talking, and neither did I. Grandpa and my second uncle gave me different feelings. My second uncle often didn’t say something that I wanted to ask, but I didn’t dare. But grandpa, I couldn’t.
Ask, I don’t have the heart to ask.
What I want to know, what he can say, he will definitely tell me. What he cannot say, I will not force him. In terms of proportion, he definitely has a better grasp than me.
How many mysteries are there about grandpa?
I can't count them all, so I can only say that his whole life was a mystery. He planned everything before his death, but after his death, his whole life became a huge puzzle.
We sat like this for a long time. My silence meant that I was waiting. After a while, grandpa said: Forget it, I know, maybe I really can’t hide it from you.
He stood up, took a huge military coat from the wall, put it on himself, and said: Come on, follow me.
I followed him, and even if my grandfather wanted to tell me a lot of truths, I would still be calm. Maybe I always knew that this day would come, and the grandfather who had planned his whole life would always give me an explanation.
After we left the thatched hut, my grandpa walked in front of me. After putting on his military coat, he looked very small. He was a little shaky when he walked, as if he could be shaken by a random gust of wind.
He was blown down.
The sight of his back made my nose feel a little sore. I walked up to him and helped him, but he smiled at me and said, "Grandpa is a master, so I still need to help him."
Tall fart, I said it again.
He raised his head and said: Yes, you are tall. What kind of master is considered a master?
In the end, he broke away from me and didn't want me to support him. I slowed down and followed him. The direction we were going was to the cemetery that was almost exactly the same as Linjiazhuang.
Grandpa pointed in the direction of the cemetery with his finger and said: This matter is something that no one will know from the beginning, just like you may know now. If you keep walking according to my plan,
Then you should have met that old guy Meng Chang now. He also told you about our three brothers. Yes, he will not lie to you.
But, Grandpa, I have always felt that when I meet a person, I will give an explanation, but I will find many self-contradictory situations. I think everyone is telling the truth, but there are refutations between the truth.
That's why I asked.
Grandpa smiled and said: That's because not everyone will accompany you through this life's plan. Some people may only accompany you for a part of the journey and see a part of the scenery, but they don't understand the world after you. That's it.
Bar.
A person will face countless choices throughout his life, some of which are right and some of which are wrong, and so do I. Of course, there are also many things that you find to be right now, but are later found to be wrong.
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At the beginning, we thought that the ghost path was the direct lineage of Tu Bo, and Tu Bo was our ancestor, that's it. However, you will find step by step that what you know may not be right.
Okay, don't look at Grandpa like that. All I can say is, later on, we discovered Tub's secret and he had a conspiracy. Grandpa said.
When we came to this point, no matter how slow we walked, we still reached the cemetery. In that cemetery, there were some tombstones, but many of them had no tombstones, just a lonely grave.
When grandpa walked to this cemetery, the place that was originally very quiet suddenly became overcast with clouds.
In each grave, something began to struggle. I even saw hands covered with white hair stretching out from many graves. They were struggling fiercely, trying to escape from the small grave mound.
This sudden situation, like thousands of corpses appearing all at once, shocked me.
I asked my grandpa what was going on.
But I saw my grandfather looking at the dark cloud with a sad face.
After a while, grandpa sighed.
I raised my left foot and stamped it on the ground. For a moment, I even had the feeling that my grandfather's kick could shake the whole world. This kick almost shook the earth.
Why are you so anxious? It's almost time, wait a minute. Grandpa shouted in the direction of the cemetery.
The next moment, those hands slowly sank into the ground.
Everything returned to calm. Grandpa's kick settled the entire mountain and river.
And I stood there, shocked beyond measure.
At that moment, my grandfather's face, which was full of wrinkles, was covered with tears. It was an emotion that could not be expressed. He seemed to have fallen into a state of reminiscence and said to me: There is a cemetery here, where the burial place is buried. Countless heroic spirits were killed.
Back then, I was also an accomplice.
This is the secret of Thousand Coffins at the entrance of Shennongjia.