After the incense stick was lit, what happened before and after?

Chen Hao actually didn't know.

All she knew was that a fresh smell like after rain emanated in front of her, swooping into the tip of her nose, making her unconsciously take a deep breath, another puff, another puff, and then another breath.

The breathing becomes unconsciously deep and slow.

All the attention was spent chasing, feeling and soaking up that strange taste.

It was as if the whole person had suddenly fallen into an unspeakable situation.

Chen Hao herself has also practiced yoga, and she knows that the unspeakable situation is called "meditation", which is something that is emphasized in authentic yoga rather than body yoga.

Before, she thought it was a bit of.

At the very least, there is a large component of psychological suggestion.

But just now......

She didn't think about it, she just lit a stick of incense, and then the whole person, without even the slightest mental preparation, was dragged into that legendary situation.

It was the incense stick that was about to burn out, close to her fingers, and the burning sensation on her hand that could not be ignored, that made her sober up and return to her normal state.

And when she came to her senses.

Found.

This small room is already packed!

The members of the club, as well as the service staff, are almost all concentrated here at this moment in this club.

No, not almost!

It's a lot!

Chen Hao looked around and found that it was not only them, but there were also people she didn't know.

The next moment, she squeezed a few steps and walked out of the door, only to find that the passage outside was full of people, at least, there were dozens of people bigger, right? There were actually a lot of men inside!

"Second son, wake up!"

Let her drag, and the little coach was also excited and sober.

"Wake up Dongqin and them, you stay here and work with them to put order in order, and invite irrelevant people out. After Chen Hao said this, he quickly wrapped the remaining five incense sticks, and then stuffed them directly into his chest and escaped.

Although the passage is full of people, fortunately it is not the kind of people crowded, it is estimated that the time is short, and it is difficult to say how long it is.

Chen Hao quickly and lightly, like a cat, walked out of the clubhouse, drove his own car, and went home.

She thought of her father.

Chen's father only graduated from elementary school, but it was not surprising that he had this culture at that time.

Of course, there were not so many part-time job opportunities in those years, and all Chen's father could do was some odd jobs.

As a bricklayer, follow the foreman to help the people in the town build or repair a house, the house in those years was not the house later, a small bricklayer like him, there is no money to be made, more, or just a mix.

Not only to repair a house, but also to build a pigsty, to build a biogas digester, and to dig a civil water pipe.

Anyway, he did all the work he could find.

If you don't do it, where will you eat?

Where will the money come from for the two children, for the exchange of favors and the family?

"Dad, I just suffered from being uneducated, you must study hard!"

These words were firmly embedded in the minds of Chen Hao and her younger brother like a mantra, and they were beaten by their father for this when they were children!

Crying.

I hated it too.

But when the sister and brother both graduated from Peking University and became sensible, looking back on the past, the first thing Chen Hao remembered was not his father's harsh criticism of them in their studies and even beating and scolding, but his father's suffering in the past years.

It is said that the human brain does not and cannot remember all of the past, but extracts one or some fragments from it as a "typical memory".

Chen Hao remembered a scene from the past.

It was probably when she was in the first grade of elementary school.

Her father, wearing pants and undershirts, was shirtless and barefoot, and gave his second uncle a pigsty.

The second uncle and aunt were laughing with the adults of several other families in the town, and from time to time they also laughed with her father.

A group of children gathered here to watch the excitement.

At that time, it was hilarious.

So is Chen Hao.

I didn't know anything at the time, and I didn't think there was anything about it.

It's just that when she fetches water at night, she mutters in her mouth, thinking that her father stinks.

Twenty years later, recalling the events of that year, and some other episodes, Chen Hao felt pain in his heart, tears came down in a hurry, and he couldn't stop crying for a day.

That night, she bought a train ticket and went home.

She just wanted to kneel in front of her father, hold his legs, and tell him two things:

One, she has grown up and is sensible.

Two, she loved him.

And she did.

Twenty years have passed, and their family no longer lives in the town they used to have, but in a villa-style community developed by themselves.

Twenty years have passed, and that man, his father, is no longer the man who gave people a pigsty shirtless and barefoot.

Similarly, twenty years have passed, and that man is no longer the tough man he was at the beginning.

He was in his prime, and he was in early age.

His momentum has risen, a hundred times and a thousand times that of that year.

but his bones were weakened.

He has thick calluses on his hands and feet.

He had severe arthritis in his left leg, and he walked with a click, like he had a mechanical leg.

He suffered from rheumatism in both arms, and when it came to a damp day, it was painful.

He had severe gastritis in his stomach.

If he didn't dye his hair, most of his hair would be gray.

If he doesn't hold his waist from time to time, he can't make himself walk well, and his body always involuntarily moves forward slightly.

His big hands were still so strong and warm, but the whole hand was wrinkled one after another, and his nails could not look beautiful even if they were carefully trimmed, because they had been infected with water and moisture for many years.

......

Too much, too much, too much.

From head to toe.

Inside and out.

It's all faults.

And these were slowly discovered by Chen Hao in the days that followed, little by little, and every time she found a little, her heart hurt a little more.

Over the years, from the eldest girl of the Chen family to Princess Chen Hao, all the changes in her body were exchanged by her father in such a way.

From the eldest girl of the Chen family to Princess Chen Hao.

From Princess Chen Hao to the eldest girl of the Chen family.

Chen Hao restrained all the pride on his body, once the milk swallow left the nest, and now the swallow has returned.

She learned to cook with the nanny and did even better than the nanny.

She asked her classmates who were studying at Concord what improvements could be made in terms of diet and other aspects in a situation like her father's.

She tried her best to add some pampering and care to her father, even if it was insignificant.

And since she came home, no matter what kind of work his father had, he would spare at least one day a week, and during this day, they were a family of three, an old father and a mother, and a pretty girl.

Her younger brother, studying abroad, is at Harvard Law School.

"Dad, why don't I teach you yoga?" once she once suggested to her father so "innocently".

Only when you are sick and no longer young can you know how incapable modern medicine is, and no matter how much money you have, it is useless.

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Thanks to the "Nod Stubborn Stone" for the recommendation vote support.

THANKS TO "SORDMAN" FOR THE COMMUTER PASS.