Liu Shiba, who walked quickly into the village entrance, saw his grandfather, whom he had not seen for several years, standing proudly at the door of the thatched house, staring at him silently. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with joy in his eyes, and said to himself:
"Huh? It's not like the old guy died, why is he still alive and kicking?"
"Old guy, you're not dead yet...?"
Liu Shiba's eyes turned red and he choked and shouted.
In this world, Liu Shiba only has one relative, his grandfather Liu Shiliu. His mother died in childbirth when he was born, and his father disappeared when he was young.
Liu Shiba spent his youth and youth dependent on his grandfather.
"Well! It'll be nice to come back. The bastard has grown strong again. He is the son of my old Liu family! Why do you want me to die? What you say is so disturbing..."
"Old guy, I received a call from the old village chief last night..."
"How can I be willing to die without seeing my grandson? Come into the room and talk about it. I have some ancestral teachings from the Liu family that I want to impart to you..."
Liu Shiliu nodded his head, took a breath and sighed softly.
Liu Shiba is twenty-five years old this year. When he was seventeen, he left Liujiatun in Ziyun Mountain and went to study in Xuchang.
He is not a fool. On the contrary, he has been gifted with intelligence since he was a child, has a photographic memory, and was among the best in school. The strange thing is that when it comes to the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, his grades are a mess and his reputation falls.
His classmates at the same school took either one or two college entrance examinations, but he ended up getting admitted to a technical school, majoring in architectural surveying, which was surprising.
Some of Liu Shiba's close classmates or friends are also used to it, because Liu Shiba has a nickname, Liu Beishi.
Speaking of Liu Bei's nickname, it is not accidental, because Liu Shiba has never had good luck since he left Liujiatun.
As the saying goes, drinking cold water can fill the space between your teeth. Everyone knows this is nonsense, but Liu Shiba actually encountered it. He could choke on emphysema after taking a sip of soda. You think this is ridiculous.
When he was studying, Liu Shiba imitated Lei Feng and helped the old woman cross the road. Unexpectedly, the old woman fell down and he had to pay hundreds of yuan for medical expenses.
On the road on a rainy day, he was struck by lightning three times, and not a single hair of anyone nearby was injured...
It is popular to buy lottery tickets these days. If the unlucky person buys too much, he will win five yuan, right?
Only Comrade Liu Shiba used all his savings from three years of work to buy lottery tickets one after another, but he never saw what the five-yuan winning lottery ticket looked like.
As for being hit on the road, that’s nothing!
Anyway, all kinds of misfortune are too numerous to mention, Liu Beishi deserves it, and it is a miracle that he can survive to this day...
All in all, if you have a bad idea when you are carrying someone behind you, you will be bitten by a snake when you squat and urinate!
Three days later in the morning, Liu Shiliu finally breathed his last...
At this time, the people in Mantun understood that Liu Shiliu had actually died three days ago. Perhaps just to see his grandson, he borrowed his life from the Lord of Hell and survived for three days.
For three days, the Liu family's grandparents did not step out of the thatched hut, and the light bulbs in the house stayed on for three nights.
No one knew what the Liu family's ancestors and grandsons had talked about in the house for the past three days. When Liu Shiba walked out of the thatched house in the morning three days later, Liu Shiliu, the cutter, finally left...
The whole morning in Liujiatun seemed eerily quiet. Only the old salesman who often came to Liujiatun had the rattle in his hand ringing loudly...
Countryside people don't have so many rules. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Some things are not so strict, such as the cremation required by the state. After a few bottles of old wine, the village chief Li Laifu relaxed.
Liu Shiliu's coffin was buried in his family's ancestral field. According to his will, where the coffin was placed, there was a scrapped telephone pole made of stone from an unknown year and month. It was stamped on Liu Shiliu's grave and was close to the tombstone.
together.
The villagers in Liujiatun were a little surprised when they saw this. Even people who don't know Feng Shui know that a telephone pole in Fentou Town will bring bad luck.
But seeing Liu Shiba insisting, no one had any objections.
After standing quietly on the grave of Liu Shiliu for a while, Liu Shiba lit three incense sticks, inserted them respectfully on the top of the grave, and kowtowed three times.
Li Laifu, who was standing behind Liu Shiba, tightened his hands, a strange color flashed in his eyes, but said nothing more.
Li Laifu's silly son interjected:
"Eighteen, you made a mistake. The incense must be placed in front of the tombstone, not on the grave. Do you really think that the ancestral grave can emit smoke?"
Liu Shiba remained silent and did not speak, only a kind smile flashed across his gloomy face.
"You bastard, do you have the right to dictate? Kneel down and kowtow to Uncle Sixteen."
Liu Shiba remained silent, but Li Laifu became furious and kicked his silly son Li Ergou over.
After the three incense sticks burned out on the grave, Liu Shiba carried the cloth bag left by his grandfather and prepared to leave Ziyun Mountain where he was born and raised.
The whole Liujiatun people came silently to see him off. The old village chief Li Laifu said the last words to Liu Shiba:
"Liujiatun is your root, remember to come back and visit."
Seeing Liu Shiba walking away, Li Laifu shook his beard, frowned and added:
"Eighteen, your grandfather still owes my second dog two thousand yuan, and you must pay it back..."
When Liu Shiba, who was far away, heard this, a warm current surged out of his heart, and he secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes...
Watching Liu Shiba's figure and the black native dog disappear, the whole Liujiatun gradually became noisy.
From then on, the old salesman who came to Liujiatun every day never came again, as if there had never been such a person in the world...
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That night, Liu Shiba returned to the small house he rented in Xuchang and asked for three days' leave from his work overnight. He needed to digest the will his grandfather left for him...
After closing the curtains and closing the door, Liu Shiba kicked the black dog under the table, then sat down at the table and opened the small cloth bag left by his grandfather.
There were only three things in the cloth bag, a black metal sign about half the size of a palm, a letter, and a yellowed genealogy. As for the rest, they were all placed in Liu Shiba's head.
Liu Shiba carefully picked up the black sign. The sign was rectangular with a large golden ancient Chinese character in the middle: Wei!
What concerned Liu Shiba the most were the two small golden ancient characters in the lower right corner of the character Wei: Liu Yi.
Liu Yi?
Liu Shiba chewed these two words gently, shook his hands slightly, grabbed the cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath. For a while, the room was filled with smoke...
Then, Liu Shiba gently picked up the family tree sewn with animal skins and turned to the first page. What caught his eye were the two dazzling characters in the first vertical row: Liu Yi.
Under the pressure of his grandfather, Liu Shiba, who had been proficient in ancient Chinese since childhood, suppressed the fear in his heart and read page after page:
"Liu Yi, the first generation ancestor of the Liu family, served as the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, Cao Cao, and one of the eighteen lieutenants under General Faqiu Zhonglang.
Later, he followed the Prime Minister to destroy the tomb of King Xiao of Liang Dynasty, broke the coffin and collected thousands of catties of gold, and excavated countless tombs of Han Dynasty. He was ashamed of His Majesty the Emperor of Han Dynasty. Later, he suffered a serious disaster and lived in seclusion in the green mountains and forests. He died at the age of 123...
