Chapter 34: Reminiscences

The rice is delicious, the tomatoes are delicious, and the beans are delicious.

However, tomatoes and beans are ordinary seeds, although they have been nourished by spiritual soil, they are still too far behind compared to spiritual rice.

After eating a bowl of rice, Chen Yang was about to get up, and finally saw the old black who was about to twist into a twist on the side.

"You want to eat too?"

"Lao Hei, be sober, you're a snake!"

Chen Yang was speechless, a snake actually told himself that it wanted to eat white rice?

The old black licked his trouser leg and begged bitterly.

Chen Yang couldn't stand a male snake whining in front of him, and said, "Give you food, don't lick me." ”

After a while, Chen Yang served two bowls of rice.

And he poured some vegetables and soup for him, and left it alone, and ate it himself.

After eating and drinking, Chen Yang pointed to the dishes and chopsticks and said, "Wash the dishes." ”

Lao Hei looked down and saw that he had no hands or feet, how to wash it?

"Then I don't care, if I want to eat in the future, I will wash the dishes and chopsticks, I tell you, don't lick it with your tongue, I can see it. ”

Leaving Lao Hei behind, no matter how he washed it, Chen Yang glanced at the big water tank, carrying a flat pole and a wooden bucket, ready to go down the mountain to pick up some water.

There is no water on the mountain, and there is no tap water, so if you usually want to drink water, you can only go to the halfway up the mountain and use a bucket to carry it.

There is a small waterhole there, the water is clear, sweet, and does not dry up all year round.

As soon as he went out with a bucket, he bumped into two middle-aged men and women who were coming up the mountain.

"Little Taoist. The middle-aged man shouted and walked towards him.

Chen Yang put down the barrel, and the man looked a little familiar.

"Little Taoist, hello, my name is Guo Zhishan, Guo Xu's father. ”

"Hello donor. "No wonder it's familiar, this man and Guo Xu are too similar in their eyebrows and eyes.

Guo Zhishan said: "That's the case, yesterday my Xiaoxu was offended by the Xiaodao chief, I hope the Xiaodao chief will not be like a child." ”

Chen Yang shook his head: "The donor said that he was joking, there are pilgrims who come and go, so it's not offensive." ”

"Hmph!" The middle-aged woman said: "Little Taoist, you are a cultivator, how can you speak dishonestly? I have heard that yesterday my son came down from the mountain, fell I don't know how many times, and was chased by a wild wolf, went to the hospital for examination, and the bones on his body were cracked in several places. ”

"Jinghua, don't be rude. Guo Zhishan frowned.

His wife, Liu Jinghua, was born in a big family since she was a child, and she was used to being very squeamish by her parents and elders.

Originally, he planned to come alone, but his wife had to follow.

Sure enough, before he could say a few words, he was stunned.

But he also understood, after all, his son went back yesterday, and it was too miserable.

Chen Yang smiled and said: "The donor's son fell, what does it have to do with the poor road? The donor's son is chased by a wolf, and what does it have to do with the poor road? This Lingshan is a wild mountain, and there are many wild beasts on the mountain, does the donor think that the poor road can instruct a wolf to chase the donor's son? Or do you think that the stone will listen to the words of the poor road and trip the feet of the donor's son?"

Shaking his head, Chen Yang picked up the wooden bucket and said, "If the donor has nothing else to do, please let it go, the poor road is going down the mountain to fetch water." ”

"Little Taoist, stop!"

"Jinghua!" Guo Zhishan glared at her and said, "Didn't I tell you to stop talking nonsense? This matter has nothing to do with other people's Taoist chiefs, let you get used to him usually, and see what you are used to!"

Although Shu Nianxun didn't say much yesterday, he only said a few words, and he could guess that his son must have caused trouble to other Taoist temples.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Guo Xu's temperament, he knows better than anyone else.

If it's an ordinary thing, he doesn't bother to take care of it, and it's a good thing that his son's temperament suffers more.

But this time, he couldn't care about it.

After Guo Xu went back yesterday, he began to have a high fever.

Antipyretics, intravenous drips, all useless.

In the evening, the fever subsided again, but this morning, it continued to burn.

At its highest, it burned to 39 degrees Celsius, close to 40 degrees.

"Guo Zhishan, you shouted with me? This is all a little Taoist ghost, why are you yelling at me? Did I recruit you to provoke you? You conscienceless, if my father hadn't given you money to start a business, would you be able to mix up like this? Did you start to dislike me with a little money? Do you say that there is someone outside you? You say!" Liu Jinghua's eyes turned red as soon as he said two words.

Chen Yang was dumbfounded, this woman, the ability to associate can be a national second-level screenwriter.

What's the matter, how can you go so far?

Women, it's so scary.

The corners of Guo Zhishan's mouth twitched, and he held back his anger and said, "What are you talking nonsense? Don't let the Taoist see the joke." ”

"Okay, now you think I'm a joke? Okay, Guo Zhishan has yours, you white-eyed wolf, I already knew that you didn't like me, there must be a little three and four outside, and I think my yellow-faced woman is embarrassed by you. ”

Liu Jinghua covered her eyes and cried directly.

This cry, Chen Yang was also a little confused.

You two are going to quarrel, go outside.

"Xiaodao chief, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I made you laugh. Guo Zhishan sighed in his heart, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

Chen Yang said: "Two donors, let's go to the Taoist Temple and sit down." ”

It is also strange to say that after entering the Taoist temple, Liu Jinghua's tears gradually stopped, and the resentment in his heart was released, and his mood was much better.

Guo Zhishan also felt that the depression in his heart dissipated all of a sudden.

"Dao Chief, I'll stick incense. ”

Guo Zhishan walked to the main hall and saw a wooden sign that read "200 yuan of incense".

This is what Lin Xiu just hung up, so as not to meet an idiot like Guo Xu, and he has to explain to him.

Chen Yang didn't have that much spare time.

Guo Zhishan took out a stack of money, stuffed it into the merit box, took the incense and lit it, and bowed to the land god.

originally wanted to solve his son's affairs, but this time, he remembered his marriage for more than 20 years.

He was originally just an ordinary poor boy, and at that time he was one of the few people in the county who was admitted to the secondary school.

You must know that the secondary school diploma at that time was more valuable than the current university diploma.

He was brilliant in writing, and he met Liu Jinghua during his work, and Liu Jinghua was attracted by this man who could write, speak, and have a good voice.

The two quickly fall in love.

At that time, Liu Jinghua was lively and cute, although he was a little rude and capricious, but he was very good to him.

When it was time to talk about marriage, Guo Zhishan also became the team leader of the factory, but compared with Liu Jinghua's family, it was still too far behind.

The first time he went to Liu Jinghua's house, Guo Zhishan was inferior.

But Liu Jinghua's parents did not look down on him at all, on the contrary, they liked him very much.

After getting married, Liu Jinghua's father talked with him about his future plans, suggested that he go to the sea, and gave him a sum of money.

Guo Zhishan looked at the wood carving of the land god in front of him, the cigarette owl, and his eyes turned red for some reason.

Tears ran out of the corners of his eyes without hesitation.

"Donor, can you ask for a signature?" Chen Yang asked.

He could see that the middle-aged man seemed to be a little confused.

Guo Zhishan inserted the incense into the incense burner, nodded, and took the stick.

With a few gentle shakes, a bamboo skewer fell out.

He picked up the bamboo skewer and looked at the signature on it.