Lao Liu's meals are served in stainless steel basins, stir-fry like to use heavy soy sauce, it looks black, put more salt, salty and heavy, suitable for rice, Liu Kunlun and the fourth sister grew up eating this kind of food, even if they came out to the world to see all kinds of delicacies, or the most fragrant dishes made by my mother.

Liu Jinshan was in a good mood, took a tea jar and threw it in front of his son, saying that he would have a drink with Lao Tzu, and poured a full cup of inferior liquor for Liu Kunlun.

"Xiao Wu, you can be considered promising, make more money in the future, buy a car, let's go back with the whole family in style, build a house, get up, and build a three-story one, I will collect your money, I and your mother have also saved some over the years, Xiaosi, you can also take some money out, your father and I have lived enough in this broken place, and it is time to move the nest." Liu Jinshan held peanuts, drank wine with a tea jar, grinned very much, his nails were full of black dirt, his face was furrowed, his sideburns were full of gray hair, his father was old, he was no longer the tough blind stream, thinking about it, he hadn't beaten his son for a long time.

Liu Kunlun drank four taels of wine with his father, and wanted to go back to his "base" to sleep, but his mother said that it was a cold day, and there was a stove at home, so it was warm, so it was better to sleep at home.

On a cold night, Liu Kunlun fell asleep for a long time, and in a daze, he felt that someone was helping him tuck the quilt, and when he squinted, his father's rickety figure lifted the curtain and left.

Early the next morning, Liu Kunlun and the fourth sister set off to leave, Liu Jinshan had already worked, and his mother sent them to wait for the car on the highway, Liu Kunlun said that I was going to go on a business trip for a while, maybe a year or two, and my mother burst into tears, saying don't be like your sisters, and you won't see anyone when you leave.

Liu Kunlun felt sorry for his mother, he knew that he might not be able to return, so he took out half of the 10,000 yuan as travel expenses and stuffed it to his mother, of course his mother refused to ask for it, and finally Liu Kunlun saw the car coming, forced it to his mother, and stepped on the long-distance bus with the fourth sister.

There are a lot of passing cars in Omi to Beijing, the first train is a class, the ticket is difficult to buy, usually through the relationship between the railway station and the money to buy, the sleeper is hard to find, the hard seat has to be trusted, Liu Kunlun is mixed around the railway station, naturally there is a way, he did not buy a sleeper at the young age, bought a hard seat at the original price, at eight o'clock in the evening of the same day, lined up to enter the Omi Railway Station that was being renovated, and boarded the express train into Beijing.

Said to be express, it takes ten hours to enter Beijing, the next morning at six o'clock to arrive, Liu Kunlun is alone, only carrying a military canvas bag, looking for a seat to sit down, he has been displaced since childhood, often take the train, but this kind of red-skinned double-decker train is the first time to sit, sitting opposite him is a pair of young mother and son, sitting next to him is a gentle middle-aged man, wearing a Youngor cashmere jacket, wearing gold wire glasses, smiling very much like a Sven scum.

The train started, Sven scum was probably a salesman, and he couldn't stop talking, and asked the mother and son on the other side what they were doing in Beijing, and the forty-year-old son was honest, saying that his mother was sick and Omi couldn't be cured, so he went to Beijing University Hospital to see a doctor.

"For an old man of such an age, make up for a sleeper. Sven scum said.

"It's fine, it's not necessary. The son said that even Liu Kunlun could see that the family had exhausted their wealth in order to treat the elderly, so how could they have extra money to buy a sleeper.

The conductor checked the ticket, Sven scum and the conductor set closely, said the head is the way, meaning to make up a sleeper, although the sleeper is tight, but the conductor always retains one or two maneuvers in his hand, Sven scum quickly achieved his goal, carrying his luggage through the dining car next to him to the hard sleeper car.

A person walked away, the vacant seat was immediately sat down by a seatless passenger, the train was running in the night, the wheels and rails made a monotonous sound, and after a while, Sven scum actually came back, holding a sleeper ticket to let the old man go to sleep in the sleeper, the mother and son shirked for a long time, and then agreed with a thousand thanks, and followed him.

Two more seats were vacated, and immediately there were passengers without seats who wanted to sit down, Liu Kunlun glared: "Someone!" was so frightened that they didn't dare to sit down, and after a few minutes, Sven scum came back, sat down and thanked Liu Kunlun.

"I can't tell you're a good person. Liu Kunlun said.

"Good guys, bad guys, it's not written on the face. Sven scum smiled, "My name is Wei Shengwen, what do you call me?"

"My name is Liu Kunlun. ”

"Good name, majestic Kunlun, imposing. Wei Shengwen stopped the conductor pushing the trolley, bought a bag of vacuum-packed Texas pickpockets, a bag of salted peanuts, ham sausages, chicken feet and braised eggs, and two bowls of noodles, and took out two small bottles of two-pot heads from his pocket, spread a newspaper on the small table, put wine and food, and wanted to have a drink with his new friends.

Liu Kunlun also came up, the two chatted and ate, the long journey was not lonely, Wei Shengwen was indeed a businessman, traveled all over the country, saw a lot of knowledge, the stories he told were vivid and interesting, and even other travelers were fascinated by it.

Full of wine and food, the conversation is almost over, Liu Kunlun fell asleep on the small table, the train stopped every once in a while, getting on and off passengers, people from the south and north gathered in the carriage, sleeping in a strange position, and the taste was even more varied.

The sound of the whistle woke Liu Kunlun from his sleep, he rubbed his eyes, and saw the stop sign in Langfang flashing outside, and he was about to go to Beijing.

Liu Kunlun followed the flow of people out of Beijing Station, the magnificent square, countless crowds, let him feel the glory of the capital, he bought a map of Beijing, pondering how to buy a subway ticket, subconsciously touched the schoolbag, 5,000 yuan is still there, the feel is also very correct, is the flexibility of the banknote.

Beijing's subway extends in all directions, the fare is only two yuan, Liu Kunlun has no change, and wants to take out a banknote to have breakfast in exchange, but he took out a bank banknote paper, he was stunned, and then looked at the money in the schoolbag, all of which were replaced with banknote counting paper!

When did it happen, it must have been in the car, he recalled that the people around him were all honest passengers, except for Wei Shengwen, what this guy said exploded in Liu Kunlun's mind: Good people and bad people, not written on their faces.

"Holy shit. Liu Kunlun scolded, crying and laughing, he was a thief nemesis, but he didn't expect to catch the road, and the next time he met Wei Shengwen, he had to chop off his fingers. He didn't feel bad if he lost the money, he couldn't starve to death as a man, he subconsciously put his hands in his trouser pockets, but he touched a bill that shouldn't have been placed here.

Wei Shengwen left a hundred yuan for himself, enough to buy a train ticket back to Omijiang, but he didn't expect this old thief to have a lot of professional ethics, Liu Kunlun smiled, looked back and saw the mother and son who were seeing a doctor come out, and thought that there was nothing to do, so let's go back to Lei Feng, and hugged the old lady in the past, saying I'll take you to the hospital, they are all fellow villagers, you should help.

"Yes, you have to rely on your fellow countrymen when you go out, but I have to thank that eldest brother for the sleeper ticket for my mother. The middle-aged man mentioned Wei Shengwen with a grateful face, "It's a pity that I didn't find him, if I can meet him next time, I have to thank him well." ”

"If I meet him, thank him for you. Liu Kunlun said.

After helping to send the patient to Union Hospital, Liu Kunlun changed the change, ate a Beijing characteristic breakfast, bean juice burnt ring, and then took the subway to see Tiananmen Square, and then walked around Beijing, although he followed his parents since he was a child, but he went to underdeveloped areas, never went to the real metropolis, Beijing is much more than Omijiang, people in this city speak Mandarin, so that Liu Kunlun feels that he can't open his mouth to speak, can't melt in, he tried to imitate the Mandarin on TV and people ask for directions, and feels that his Mandarin is okay。

Unconsciously, Liu Kunlun walked to an ancient palace, he checked the map, this is not the Forbidden City, it should be a lama temple called Lama Temple, there are many incense paper shops outside the wall, and there are also fortune tellers, but no one pulls him to tell fortunes, these fortune tellers are all human spirits, and at a glance, you know that Liu Kunlun is a poor bastard.

But someone still stopped him, and a big face was troublesome: "Friend, you Yin Tang is dark, and you have been a villain recently." ”

"Get up!" Liu Kunlun shouted angrily, but the man did not give way, but sighed repeatedly: "Friend, your face is very unusual, I have to show you, don't worry, don't want money." ”

Liu Kunlun said: "Believe it or not, I beat you." "Beijingers like to talk about you, and he learned it after listening to it a few times.

"You can beat me, it's not too late for me to beat you after I finish showing you. The man couldn't help but say, and pulled Liu Kunlun to the store, which was different from others, there were no candles and incense bunches, no fake crafts, only a few books of Qimen Dunjia, and a broken computer.

"My name is Hu Qingsong, you can call me Hu Banxian, I have been fortune tellers in Beijing for some years, and many big people have asked me for fortune telling, and there are miles at the provincial and ministerial levels. The big-faced man blew all over the place, which made Liu Kunlun interested in him, and he wanted to hear what he was talking nonsense.

"Do you have your birthday?" asked Hu Banxian.

"Yes. "Liu Kunlun is different from his four sisters, his parents remember the date of his birth very clearly, because he is a son, and those daughters who lose money are different, so even if he was born at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, he remembers it well.

Hu Banxian listened to Liu Kunlun's birthday, pinched his fingers and counted it, and his face changed greatly: "Friend, you are the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star!"

"What?" Liu Kunlun was stunned.

"Your life grid is superimposed on the stars in the opposite angle, the yin and yang are wrong, and the punishment is severe. Even if there are noble people who interpret the stars, there is nothing to help. Robbing orphans and two people are afraid of the same time, ugly and ugly to see Yinchen to see Si, people are not meeting Shen, the corner is double to see the coffin, the main man sells the field and the body, in the early years, the main family will be rich, the son and wife are also the father, and the day is not up to others. The two pillars of the lonely star are coming, the husband and wife are punished, the son is the daughter, the widow remarries, the wife is remarried, none of them are spared, the marriage is difficult, the old age is miserable, the lonely and miserable, the six relatives have no fate, the relatives and friends are punished, and the old man is lonely, and there are nobles in the column to help each other, but it is inevitable that the body is covered with scaly wounds, and the torture injuries are ......"

Hu Banxian's words were spitting, and Liu Kunlun was furious when he heard it, but when he thought of Brother Kang and Luo Xiaoxiao, the anger in his eyes was extinguished.

"Half-immortal, how can you not be this Heavenly Demon Lone Star. Liu Kunlun slapped the eighty-two yuan and five cents in his pocket on the table, "That's all for horizontal and vertical, do you like it or not." ”