This was a bit profound, and I didn’t quite understand it at the time, but looking into my grandma’s eyes, I nodded as if I understood, and said, “Just be a good person.”
The grandfather was a little anxious beside him and looked at my grandma: "Old lady, what's the use of telling your children this? I also know that Buddhism emphasizes compassion, but this society is different. Could it be that you taught Jiaolong to be a good person?
After entering the society, if you are hit or scolded, you will not fight back, but you will still have to smile and say, "Donor, I am trying to save you, isn't this a fool?"
Grandma glared at him, "What do you know? What I mean is to let Jiaolong understand the spirit and become a kind-hearted person. As this child's character grows up, you won't suffer even if she suffers!"
Looking at my grandma and grandpa's expression, I suddenly wanted to laugh. I reached out and hugged my grandma directly, "Grandma, I know. I will definitely be a good person in the future, a good Yin and Yang teacher, and I will not learn these evil ways."
Grandma nodded and patted my back: "Yes, you are right to think so. Don't listen to your grandpa's nonsense."
"Why am I talking nonsense? I think the person who taught Jiaolong these messy things is abnormal. Should we go find him and tell him why he is teaching our children these things!"
I was also very curious about this. I let go of my hand and looked at my grandma: "Grandma, he seems to know everything."
Grandma nodded: "Of course he knows everything. I had known that such a person would come to find you a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." After saying that, she glanced at grandpa: "You thought you could find him?
He knew that Jiaolong didn't go, so he guessed that I was broken by Jiaolong at home, so he must have left to find other children similar to Jiaolong."
Grandpa frowned: "Then what kind of sect does he belong to, and why is he so powerful? I don't think he is just a little guy with a corn leaf. Is he so powerful?"
Grandma sighed: "What sect? You are talking as if we are all from some sect. Didn't I become a monk halfway and only the Great Immortal understands this? He, I can't say for sure, is a bit like Zhou Yi's Qi
Men Dunjia, but we didn't take the essence of it, we call it evil magic. It was all learned by a gentleman with evil thoughts. It should belong to Taoism, but he doesn't belong to any sect. If you insist on talking about it, it will mislead people.
group."
Grandpa nodded: "Then how did he know about this child Jiaolong?"
Grandma snorted: "This person is not simple, but if he does this kind of magic, he will definitely be punished by God. The richer he is, the shorter his life will be. He can't bear this wealth, so he must want to gain it."
I am a disciple, inherit his mantle, and guide him to save him from suffering, because people like him cannot be reincarnated."
"If you're not an old lady, then how do you know about Jiaolong?"
Grandma glanced at grandpa: "Of course it counts. Jiaolong is born with yin and yang, so he is the most suitable candidate to be an onmyoji, but..."
"It's nothing."
Grandma's brows tightened: "No, if he can't accept Jiaolong, then Jiaolong will be his enemy in the future..." As she said that, grandma looked directly at me: "Jiaolong."
My eyelids started to fight, so I forced myself to open them and look at my grandma: "Huh?"
"You have to remember that you can only stay with your parents in the future, you know?"
"Hmm." I can sleep now, thinking, and I lay down directly on the kang.
"Why." My grandfather's voice came to my mind, and then my grandma sighed: "Forget it, it's okay. Maybe I've thought too much. Jiaolong's life has been changed. Forget it, go to sleep.
ah."
"Look at you, I'm not talking anymore. Really, I've never heard you talk happily in the whole life I've been with you."
"Okay, okay, how do you want me to be happy? You hold her gently. The child is asleep. Cover her with the quilt. Bring me the fan. I will fan the child for a while..."
…
Days passed day by day, and I never saw that bearded man again, but I no longer dared to have that kind of thought. Every time I saw Xu Linlin, I could imagine that she was covered in
When I think of the needle-prick look, I feel uncomfortable all over. Therefore, even though Xu Linlin apologized to me later, my relationship with her was not good.
Of course, she told me this under the pressure of her mother. In fact, I could see her reluctance, and she was unhappy with me because I only played with Xu Meijin, and even encouraged all my younger brothers to ignore her.
, I was a little shocked for quite a long time, afraid that I would get some retribution for doing this. Later, I figured it out, and this was just a small punishment.
Who told her to treat Xu Meijin badly? She would snatch everything Xu Meijin had. Xu Meijin was so embarrassed that she wore a cotton-padded jacket and a singlet underneath and shivered from the cold, so there was nothing wrong with me letting the children isolate her.
, thinking about it, I felt comfortable, and since there was nothing wrong with my body, I gradually became my original self.
I still tit for tat. I really can’t digest what my grandma said about speed, because I know Xu Linlin can’t change. If she could change, she would have changed when I made her covered with needles, and she wouldn’t change.
Come and get petty theft.
She was in the same class as me, and she would steal from anyone based on who she was, and she would not admit it when someone caught her. The teacher was speechless in the end, and even called Aunt Yanhong several times to no avail.
Please take care of your personal belongings from now on.
I can't change her, so naturally I have to educate her in another way to let her know that what she did is wrong, but she won't use those crooked things anymore.
Sometimes, I miss Zhuo Jing. I don’t know why I miss him. Maybe it’s because I don’t see him as good-looking in the village, but Xu Meijin doesn’t like me mentioning him, so I can only think secretly in my heart,
I remember his phone number, but my grandma locked the phone at home and wouldn't let me answer or make calls. The phone was broken.
So, I held it in until the winter vacation, when I was half a head taller. Every day I looked forward to Zhuo Jing picking me up to go to the city and ride the Ferris wheel.
I learned in the book that it was called a Ferris wheel. When I was stepping on the snow, I was thinking that Zhuo Jing must be laughing at me for being such a fool when he heard me talk about the Ferris wheel.
"Jiaolong, why are you laughing?"
I turned around, looked at Xu Meijin, and kicked the snow under my feet. "It's okay. I may be going to the city in a few days. My elder brother said he wants to take me to ride on the Ferris wheel."
She curled her lips and held her stomach in discomfort: "It's your big brother again, Jiaolong. Didn't I tell you not to mention him?"
I nodded, "Okay, let's not mention it anymore. What's wrong with you? You look so uncomfortable."
When I said that, Xu Meijin bent down and squatted directly on the ground, covering her stomach with her hands: "I don't know, my stomach hurts."
"Do you have a stomachache?" I looked at her with a worried look. "Then go inside and sit for a while. I'll help you sweep the snow in the yard."
Xu Meijin nodded, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He slowly stood up and walked hard into the house. I looked at her back and suddenly opened my eyes: "Da, Da Ya! Your pants."
There's blood all over it! What's wrong with you, aunt! Come out quickly! Da Ya is bleeding!" (To be continued)