Although Wen Mingming could do anything, what happened this time was indeed beyond his expectation. When he saw the dark coffin being dug out, his heart was filled with pride. He knew in his heart that as long as the dark coffin was dug out,
It will be easy to get out of the coffin. It is full of bones anyway, and the old clothes (shrouds) used to contain them are all of the same style, so it can be fooled.
So he inadvertently showed a smile, but quickly took it back before others noticed it, because he knew that there were many taboos during the tomb relocation, and laughter was one of them.
Uncle Wen pretended to read the eulogy to the coffin, and then nodded to those people, meaning that they could start the library now.
More than a dozen young men tied the coffin with ropes, and then lifted it with bamboo sticks. Although it looked like a thin coffin, it was quite heavy after absorbing moisture from the ground, and it was quite laborious to lift it. After the coffin was lifted from the soil, it was actually quite heavy.
There are many opinions, but I won’t go into details here. After Uncle Wen finished everything, he ordered everyone to open the restaurant.
The coffin was opened, and everyone came forward to take a look. They saw a skeleton in the coffin. It was probably due to age, and the bones were all black. The black shroud was also rotten and looked ugly. On the left hand side of the skeleton, there was a stick from the old man.
Tai used the crutch crookedly.
When the rich man saw the cane, he burst into tears. He said to Uncle Wen: "My grandpa has good legs and feet, and he never used a cane during his lifetime!!"
At that time, Uncle Wen couldn't hold back his old face, and cold sweat broke out on his neck. What a surprise! This could actually reveal the truth! Seeing that his job was about to be smashed into his hands, how could Uncle Wen not feel this?
Afraid? You must know that it is taboo to mistake the ancestor's grave. You dig out other people's ancestors for no reason. How unlucky is this?
Not being able to make money is a trivial matter, and if I'm afraid of being beaten again, it won't be worth it. Fortunately, Uncle Wen is cunning and cunning. Although the situation is very serious, he remains calm in the face of danger and quickly said to the rich man: "Is this the fate of the day?"
?I actually made a mistake in my calculation? Don’t worry, don’t worry if you can’t find your grandfather, I can summon spirits.”
The rich man didn't hesitate. He turned around and gave Uncle Wen a big slap in the face. At this point, a fool couldn't see what was going on.
So the rich man gave the order, and more than a dozen young men beat Uncle Wen hard in the socialist style. At that time, Uncle Wen was beaten to the point of death, because the rich man was so angry, and thinking about it, this happened
Who wouldn’t be angry if his son was put on someone else? Uncle Lin told us that at that time, the group of people almost stuffed Uncle Wen into the coffin and buried him together.
Finally, when the rich man was leaving, he told Uncle Wen not to let him see him again in Jilin, otherwise he would beat him every time he saw him. After saying that, he left. The unlucky Uncle Wen had no choice but to leave his hometown in Jilin and come to Heilongjiang.
Harbin continued to develop his fraud business. It is said that the water of Songhua River nourishes people, but unexpectedly, it really made him prosperous.
When I heard Uncle Lin say this, I understood in my heart that it turned out that Uncle Wen had such a glorious history in love. It was really funny. But there was one thing I still didn't understand: how did Uncle Lin know, and
What is the relationship between him and Uncle Wen? Why do these two old bastards seem to have some kind of blood feud, and why do I think they are playing around like children?
So I asked Uncle Lin: "Uncle Lin, I don't understand why you and Uncle Wen are so resistant to dealing with each other. Can you tell me and my two juniors what the reason is?"
Although Uncle Lin seemed to be able to talk better than Uncle Wen, after hearing what I said, his expression suddenly became the same as Uncle Wen's. He said to me impatiently: "Why do you know so much, sir?"
Don't get involved in my affairs."
I saw that he didn't want to tell us, so I simply didn't ask. It's his uncle's fault. Uncle Wen happened to be back at this time. When he heard Uncle Lin scolding me, he immediately shouted to Uncle Lin: "You are such a shameless old man.
I knew you would put poison behind your back, how dare you call me your disciple?"
Uncle Lin turned around and saw that Uncle Wen was walking towards us. He sneered and said to Uncle Wen, "I understand, Wen, are you back?"
When Uncle Wen heard Uncle Lin calling him that, he probably knew in his heart that Uncle Lin must have told me about his previous scandal in front of Lao Yi and me. This made the old guy so angry that he pointed at Uncle Lin's nose.
He cursed: "Lin Qiu Sheng! You don't have to be so stinky, I'm telling you, murder is against the law now. If murder was not against the law, I would have killed you long ago!"
Lao Yi and I were depressed again. Oh my god, please just kill them both. How old are they? Why do they seem to feel uncomfortable if they don’t quarrel for a while? I saw that they were about to quarrel again, so I hurriedly said to Uncle Wen
He pointed around, meaning it was getting late now, and if the fight broke out again, he might not simply be asked to go to the conductor's office and be punished by standing.
These two old guys understood what I meant, so they both "hummed" in unison, then turned their heads and stopped looking at each other.
Lao Yi and I breathed a sigh of relief and finally became quiet again.
It's now half past ten at night, and the car has gradually quieted down. It's good to be alone. Lao Yi has already fallen asleep leaning on the back of the car seat. He sleeps with his mouth open and he's still drooling.
Drool. Interesting enough.
The two old guys seemed to have taken a nap, but I didn't feel sleepy at all. I was still traveling with him. It was really hard not to buy a sleeper ticket, and there was nothing to do in the car. It was boring as hell.
I had no choice but to lie down on the small table between the two rows of car chairs, the same position I used when I slept in class. Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so I just review the "Sanqingshu"! When I am tired from practice, I will do it again.
sleep.
It is both fictitious and illusory, true and false. Perhaps except for our ancestors, no one knows whether the realms in these Sanqing books are real or false. Sceneries like splash-ink landscapes are all included in this scene, and all kinds of
Birds I had never seen before flew away from me, but they were not afraid of me. I closed my eyes in this situation, and it was as if the heaven and earth had merged with me. I could clearly feel the flow of breath around me, and the flow of this Tao.
exist.
I don't know when, I fell into a deep sleep, leaving behind those bizarre dreams. The train was still running, carrying the two of us, blue and white, to a place further north than Harbin.
In the morning, we arrived at Boli County, Qitaihe City. After getting off the car, we felt pretty good. At least the air was much stronger than in Harbin. Although the two old guys had temporarily ceased fighting, they still didn't say a word to each other.
He said that even when eating breakfast, everyone turned their heads away, as if they couldn't eat when they saw each other's face.
After finishing the meal, two old guys took two local taxis and took us to Machang Township. The driver took out a roll of tape and stuffed it into the car radio, and immediately "In your heart, fly freely" came out.
Come, I looked out the window and finally found a bit of a tourist atmosphere. It is almost summer now, and the roadside is already green. Those flowers and plants are just like the girls in Harbin. They can no longer bear the loneliness and are in bud.
Let go.
I rolled up the car window and smelled this indescribable rural atmosphere. I thought to myself that this kind of environment is suitable for me. Although the prosperity of those big cities is good, I can't feel at ease. But in this environment, it's different.
It feels like the road I walked on when I was in Longjiang when I was riding a bicycle to sketch in high school. I remember that I didn’t know anything at that time, and I dreamed all day long about being able to ride a bicycle and support a person who likes me.
Girls go to the suburbs, to the river, and to all the places they want to go.
It can be said that I am completely different from what I was then. Really, it is like two parallel lines, because since I came back from Yin City, my destiny has completely changed. I want to be an ordinary person.
, living an ordinary life, but why is it so difficult for him?
It's okay, okay, it's not far, it shouldn't be too far. I thought with a wry smile.
In fact, it's quite a distance from Boli to the racecourse. I heard from Uncle Jiu that even if we get to the racecourse, we can't park our car because we are going directly up the mountain this time and the wealthy family is already waiting at the bottom of the mountain.
It was about half a day's drive, and I had the urge to curse, because the dirt road was too worn and full of potholes, probably the ruts created by people driving with four wheels. It made me sway up and down, almost causing me to sway.
I got carsick. Towards the afternoon, I saw the taxi in front of me that Uncle Lin was sitting in stopped, and I finally got to the place.
Old Yi got out of the car first, and I saw him squatting on the side of the road with a pale face and vomiting. I thought to myself that poor Old Yi was even dizzy, let alone such a bumpy car.
Fortunately, Uncle Wen's phone still worked. After he got off the car, he called the woman named Zhen Shu and told her that we had arrived.
After a while, a four-wheeled vehicle drove over from all the way. Since the mountain road is not easy to walk, people usually drive this kind of vehicle. I already knew this when I was at Nianzi Mountain in my hometown.
The person driving the four-wheeled vehicle turned out to be a woman. She seemed to be quite old, at least in her thirties. Maybe it was because she had lived in the countryside all year round. Her complexion was slightly bronze and she looked very healthy.
She has neat short hair, but what surprised me a little is that her clothes don't look like those rural women who work in the fields. Instead, they are very fashionable, just like those women in big cities. She comes all the way.
She looked very happy when she saw the two old guys. She held the steering wheel with one hand, waved to Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin, and smiled cheerfully: "Brother Wen, Brother Lin!"
Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin seemed very excited when they looked at this woman, especially Uncle Lin. I was surprised to find that his eye circles were a little red. I don't know if it was because he was confused or something else.
The four-wheeled vehicle stopped in front of us. The woman jumped out and ran towards Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin. She hugged the two people and said excitedly: "We haven't seen each other for so many years. I miss you two so much."
Yes, you two too, why don’t you come and see me, little sister?”
Originally, the atmosphere was quite warm, but Lao Yi, who was vomiting by the roadside, was very annoying. Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin were indeed very excited, but they didn't seem to know what to say, so they could only stay stiff and didn't know.
Why, the expressions of these two old masters in my eyes at this moment actually made people feel a sense of desolation.
After a while, the two old masters talked. They had a tacit understanding. They said in unison: "I..." After saying the word "I", they suddenly came back to their senses and found that now
The three people actually hugged each other, so they immediately separated. Uncle Wen took out men's perfume and sprayed it on himself, while Uncle Lin kept patting his clothes, as if he regarded each other as a germ.