Lao Mu noticed that the old man Chang was indeed a little unnatural about the accident that the master encountered, and the trembling hands meant that his sensitive nerves had been touched.

"In fact, in the final analysis, this matter is also because of me, that summer, I followed the master to the south, and then happened to meet the rainy season in the south, where the wet tide is unimaginable to us northerners, the clothes seem to have never been dry, all day long I feel that the clothes on the body are like washing, very uncomfortable, it is this kind of ghost weather, it was very annoying, but I fell ill, lived in a small hotel, could not move, the master walked the mountain road to ask the doctor to treat me, when I came back, in order to save a child who had lost his footing, accidentally fell off the cliff, and when everyone helped to pull back to the hotel, the master was unconscious。 ”

Lao Mu felt a chill down his spine when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say, "This is really a catastrophe floating from the sky!"

"It's strange to say, after the doctor showed me, he only took a pair of medicines, and the illness was cured, but the master didn't wake up, so I stayed in the hotel with the master, and carefully served the master every day, feeding him some rice and water, and on the third day, the master slowly woke up, and when he saw my first sight, he actually asked, 'How is the child', my tears fell, and I said to him, you have been in a coma for almost three days, and you scared me to death!"

Lao Mu was very interested in Old Man Chang's care, and praised: "That's not because you took care of it well!"

"This is nothing, the family was poor that year, whether it was in the drama troupe, or following the master to go to the rivers and lakes, it was all for a mouthful of food, filling the stomach is the happiest thing, following the master for a few years, he not only taught me literacy, but also taught me some fists and feet, plus he never cared about people, robbed the rich and helped the poor, which affected me, so I am very grateful to the master, he made me understand the truth that helping people is better than the seventh-level floating slaughter, which can not be bought with money. ”

"The master is a good person!" said Lao Mu with emotion.

"That's, I think so too, in fact, his kindness will eventually be rewarded, but after that fall, he never got up again, and the doctor said that he broke the beam bone, so it is difficult to stand up again in this life! I listened to crying for a day, the master is like this, and I can only take care of it, I serve food in front of him every day, that is, to change his clothes, he can't stand up, his brain is still very good, teach me some things every day, I also keep in mind, at first we still have a little money, and then the money is spent, I carry the master and live in the cave, I dare not steal, so I go to the streets and alleys to beg for food, in addition to begging for food, the accumulated money will be sold to the master to make up for his body, so in a blink of an eye three months have passed, the weather is getting colder, the master persuaded me to leave him, let me leave him, where can I bear to leave the master！”

"Why does the master want you to leave him?" asked Lao Mu interjected.

"At that time, I served the master for more than 100 days, and in these more than 100 days, I served feces and urine for the master every day, the master saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart, he was afraid that it would affect me, so he resolutely asked me to leave him, I insisted that 'as long as you live for one day, I will accompany you for one day!', I said this very resolutely, and the master stopped speaking. ”

"You're really a person who talks about handouts!" sighed Lao Mu.

"That's it, I didn't keep the master, one day I went out to beg for food and came back, I found the master's drooping head sitting there, I thought he was asleep, when I walked up to take a closer look, I found a pool of blood on the ground, and immediately understood, the master took advantage of my time to go out, cut my wrists with a knife, and the master just threw me away!"

"Didn't the master leave you anything?" In addition to a cloth bag in front of him, it was a blood letter, and the blood was written 'Leave me alone, take the money and go down the mountain to beg for a wife'. ”

"There must be a lot of money in the cloth bag, right?" asked Lao Mu.

"As you said, he is twenty oceans, these wives are enough, but I can't just go down the mountain ruthlessly and unjustly, first buy a simple coffin for the master, dig a pit on the spot, bury it, kneel on the grave and kowtow a few times, and then wipe away my tears and come back down the mountain. ”

"You're going to live here from then on?" Lao Mu really couldn't believe that the old man in front of him had such an extraordinary experience.

"This is the home that gave birth to me and raised me, after I came back, I took out the money to build a house, begged my wife, although the life is hard, but it is still passable, there are three sons under the knees, the eldest son and the second son are married and have children, only this little three, after school, followed by a few young people, fooling around all day, I don't know where to fight a few days ago, people almost blinded one eye, do you say hateful?" Chang Old Man sighed and said.

"How is the specific situation? Are you okay now?" Lao Mu heard Old Man Chang mention the fight between his third son, and immediately came to his senses, he came to thank him for the secondary, the main thing was to inquire about the recovery of his eyes.

"I don't know what happened now, why I fought and who I fought with, it seems that the public security was alarmed, and I don't know who reported the case?"

Lao Mu didn't immediately show his intentions, and pretended to be very puzzled and asked: "Alarm the public security, that's not a trivial matter!"

"But no, I went to the police station in the morning to drive the fellow villagers, and said that they might be locked up for robbery, before you came, I was worried about this?"

"It's useless to be worried!" said Lao Mu with a little regret.

"But in this matter, we can't just watch him being locked up!" said Old Man Chang with a spread of his hands.

"What's your son's name?" Lao Mu felt that this name was very important, after all, it was not a matter of one person, it depended on whether there was a master and slave among the participants.

"Chang Sheng, originally named him a Chang Sheng general, but he didn't expect this baby to make such a fuss. ”

"I also have an acquaintance at the police station, I asked someone to help you ask to see if there is a good way, if there is, I will definitely inform you. Lao Mu comforted, just because this old man is so affectionate and righteous, there is no reason to convince himself not to help him.

"That's the best thing you can be, do you know why I'm telling you all those old things?" asked the old man.

"I really haven't thought about it, I just know that you have a rough life and rich experience, and that is a book!"

"At lunchtime, my niece-in-law mentioned you to me, saying that you asked her about me, and told me that you are her teacher, and her aunt is in your village, so I told these old things, you are a person with university questions, I tell you, I don't want to set up a biography for the master, I just want you to have the opportunity to write it down, and collect it into a book, I have already thought of the title of the book, how about calling it "Rice Bowl"?" Lao Mu knew that the so-called daughter-in-law was Tian Yingju, and he didn't know what she said to Old Man Chang, which led to such a topic.

"This proposal is good, it is called "Rice Bowl", born for the mouth, died for the mouth, summing up a person's life, no matter how rich and powerful, it is nothing more than coming for the rice bowl, first of all, you must be full, otherwise everything else is free to talk about, all in vain!" Lao Mu's perception of life is much more profound.

"That's, that's, such a great task is entrusted to you, waiting for your good news, waiting for the book to come out, give me a copy first. After the old man finished speaking, he smiled slightly.

"Then it's decided, I'll really write it down and let you read it when I'm done in the future. Lao Mu responded while thanking him, got up and wanted to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice outside the door shouting: "Second uncle, this VIP in front of you is really a knowledgeable person!"

"Over the ......" Lao Mu looked at the face of the person who came, it was Tian Yingju who met on the road, and the word "passing the award" that he was about to say stopped in mid-air and swallowed back.