Difficulties?

Why did you give up your good future, give up your studies for many years, and choose to be a plasterer with no prospects and no future?

Lao Yang was silent for a while, with contemplation on his face, this question was asked to him by many people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thirty years ago, he poured out his heart and lungs to explain to others why, but everyone questioned and disagreed.

Since then, he has stopped explaining to others why he did it in the first place.

But now, Lao Yang tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, and chose to bring out the reason for this dusty history for many years, not to solve the doubts of the workers, but to tell him that he has never changed his mind in the past 30 years, and he has never regretted it.

"You ask me what I was struggling with? The answer is...... There is no bitterness. After a pause, Lao Yang smiled and said, "Because I like it." ”

Sure enough, this is the answer.

The answer is simple, an unexpected and plausible one.

I like a good one, I like a good wayward one, and I like a good one with personality.

The worker couldn't accept Lao Yang's answer, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Lao Yang like a fool, "Like it?" Like it again? Do you like to be able to eat it as a meal? ”

"My God, what did your parents do in their previous life, you put aside the ability to go to university, don't go to government agencies and institutions to get a golden job, read books for so many years, don't care about anything, come to be a plasterer, you say you like it?"

The agitated worker slapped his forehead with his broad, dark palm and shook his head vigorously, as if trying to confirm whether he was hallucinating.

"By the way, and the last promotion, you are also squatting on this muddy pit and refusing the promotion of the leaders above? You're doing it all for likes? ”

The co-workers remembered the previous question, and now they seem to have found a common answer.

Lao Yang is so willful, he likes it so much?!

Under the gaze of the workers, Lao Yang smiled embarrassedly, touched the back of his head, and nodded.

Seeing Lao Yang admit it, the worker became angry and excited, "I said Lao Yang, what do you think?" Have you ever thought about your wife and children, as a big man, haven't you thought about making the life of your wife and children better? ”

"When you did this, what was the reaction of your parents, who were not so angry that they hung you up and beat you?"

After a series of incredible shocks, the worker suddenly became suspicious again.

"Lao Yang, is what you said true? Do you have any other troubles, if it's inconvenient to say it, don't just say it, don't fool me with such nonsense. ”

He suspected that Lao Yang was not telling the truth.

Lao Yang smiled and patted his co-worker on the shoulder, "Is my choice incredible?" Yes, I'm sorry for my wife and children, but that's all, I feel a clear conscience in other aspects. ”

After speaking, Lao Yang left with a smile, waving his hand with his back to his co-workers, leaving a lonely and chic back and walking into the distance.

He didn't want to explain, and he didn't want to say more.

"You don't understand, it's all worth it for what you like to do."

His son Yang Xiaohui has always speculated why Lao Yang gave up his promising future and chose to be a plasterer. Actually, Yang Xiaohui is really right, just because he likes it.

Lao Yang just likes this feeling of adding bricks and tiles, and he likes the feeling of laying bricks and building high-rise buildings with his bare hands.

There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy.

A house is equal to a home, build thousands of houses, let everyone live in a warm house, let everyone have a warm home, Lao Yang feels that this feeling makes him obsessed, so it is really fulfilling.

- Of course, Lao Yang built houses, not sold them. The house was built, but it was hoarded at a high price by black-hearted real estate developers, and Lao Yang couldn't help it. ――

A sense of accomplishment is more important than profit.

Not for money, just to accomplish what you like, to pursue spiritual happiness, not material or physical happiness.

"There are very few people in the world who know spiritual happiness. The gate of heaven has long been closed to the world, because the current world is a world that does not worship God, does not worship Buddha, and has no faith. ”

Lao Yang sighed faintly and thought to himself: "People without faith are the most terrible and pitiful. ”

How many people pray to God and Buddha in their later years, not because they were superstitious because they were afraid of death at that time, but because they were spiritually empty in order to pursue material things in their early years.

"Faith is not superstition, and there is a certain truth to the existence of religion."

In fact, there is no difference between Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism in essence, and they are all products formed in line with the spiritual needs of people in a specific era.

In the age of gnawing tree bark, in the age of starvation, in the age of cannibalism, in much of the forgotten history, the sky was gray, and the living were like walking corpses, with hollow eyes and skinny bones.

The world is like purgatory.

At this time, the scarcity of materials is extreme, and the only thing that can satisfy everyone is spiritual faith.

Knowing that after death, everything you have in life will dissipate. But still, the only thing that people in those days had in life was death.

Therefore, after death, heaven is born, the soul, and all the so-called unscientific and ignorant feudal ideas are born.

Everyone thinks that going to heaven after death is a great merit and a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.

But if everyone can eat enough and meet their material needs, who will think of death, who will want to go to heaven.

In the era of wolf smoke, starvation, and cannibalism, if you say to others, "You will definitely go to heaven", then the other person's eyes must be rejuvenated and glowing.

There is no hope in living, there is pain in living, and if you can enter a blissful world described in Buddhism after death, then what does it matter if you die.

- May there be no sickness in heaven.

But in modern times, in this impetuous era, if you say to others, "You will go to heaven", you will definitely be able to usher in a big slap in the face, and be scolded back by others, "You only went to heaven, and your whole family went to heaven." ”

This is where faith comes in.

So, in today's society, because everyone can be fed and clothed, no one wants to go to heaven, they just want to live and enjoy themselves and make more money.

At this point, faith fades away.

In times of peace, religion is not needed to save the world, but that does not mean that people no longer need faith.

Some people live and sink into the karma of mortal dust, only care about getting promoted and getting rich, do all the bad things that have lost their conscience, and shout that God can't collect it, and no one can catch him.

This kind of person is only a skin bag, an empty shell, and has no spiritual beliefs, like a devil.

However, in his later years, he was riddled with illness, or he did too many bad things, but he really wanted to come to retribution, and he knew that he was afraid, so he began to spend a lot of money to shape the golden body of the Bodhisattva, and went to the temple every month to make incense, kowtowing more diligently than anyone else.

It can't be described as a sad life.

is just the opposite of these people, who are people like Lao Yang.

Lao Yang is not greedy for money, merit, or profit, and lives the life he likes steadfastly.

When others were driven by money to be slaves, Lao Yang lived his carefree and chic life, with big fish and big meat for a day, and coarse tea and light rice for a day.

Some people don't eat big fish and meat to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas and feel that this life is in vain, they are not satisfied with eating coarse tea and light rice, but Lao Yang does not care about the appetite, his only hobby is to dry the plasterer, enjoy the process of building a house, enjoy the process of realizing "tens of millions of mansions, shelter the world's poor and happy".

That's what he believes.

Others can't understand it, can't understand his original choice, Lao Yang feels that he doesn't need to explain to others, it's enough to live his own life.

What if the world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, and hates me?

Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, and look at him again in ten years.

How is it?

I kept my heart but did not move, and I was willing to live a light life;

He must be tired of running for his life, and he will not be happy with the trivial things of the world.

In a few decades, when the two of them are dying, the rich old man will scatter all his family wealth, sit under the willow tree with the old man who sells oil, play on both sides of the chessboard, and fight for a pawn with red faces.

The chessboard is in full swing, and I don't know how dark it is.

After a hearty chess addiction, the two white-haired old men glanced at each other and smiled together.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.