"Che'er!" A middle-aged man walked out, looked at Han Che in surprise and shouted, and after speaking, he strode over to help Han Che get something, this person is Han Che's father, Han Shan Gao. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Han Che smiled and said, "No need for Dad, it's just some luggage, it's weightless!" After speaking, he took the things directly, took two steps in three steps, and walked forward.

The yard of the farmhouse is not small, the front of this yard is four main houses, one hall and two houses, an independent room outside against the east wall, followed by two east wings, the one near the main house has a stove inside, and the summer is here to cook and eat, so as not to be too hot at home, the next one is a bedroom, and in summer it is a cold bedroom.

There are also two west wings on the west side, the one near the main room is used as a storage room, and the one next to it has no doors and windows, and it mainly puts farm tools or something. Next to this one is the toilet, located in the southwest corner of the courtyard.

To the south was the chicken coop, the pigsty, the kennel, and the mule shed, and there was a dog, a dozen chickens, two pigs, and two working mules.

Han Che stepped into the house and saw Xiao Yingying's mother, Han Che's mother's surname is Chen, her name is Chen Qinghua, and she is a person from Chenjia Village in the lower reaches of the river.

"I don't call in advance when I come back, it's really!" Chen Qinghua scolded with anger on her lips, and her subordinates didn't stop, so she hurriedly put down her luggage, and then made half a basin of water, asking Han Che to quickly wash her hands and face.

Han Che was washing his face, and Han's father was standing behind, just smiling, rubbing his hands, and he didn't know what to say, just laughing. Chen Qinghua glared at Father Han and said, "What are you still standing for?" Che'er is back, why don't you hurry up and cut the meat, why don't you eat wontons at noon? When Father Han heard this, he clapped his big hand and said, "Look at me confused, just go, just go!" After saying that, he hummed and walked out in a minor tune. This is also the tradition of the Han family, when you go home, you have to eat wontons, in fact, it is said to be wontons, that is, dumplings with soup, but I don't know why it is called wontons at home.

After washing his face, Han Che walked around the yard, teased the dog, and then took a few rooms in the house, which is also his habit, since he lived in high school, every time he went home, to see the changes in the family.

"Qing'er came back a few days ago, right?" Han Che asked his mother, now the Han family is a family of four, except for Han's father and Han mother, Han Che is Han Che's sister, named Han Qing, fifteen this year, and is in junior high school in the town.

"Yes, a few days ago, you took the college entrance examination and occupied their classroom, so you took five days off, and only walked for a few days, and it is estimated that you will come back the day after tomorrow!" Han's mother has already started to choose vegetables and is ready to make wonton filling.

"I'm going to give Shangzhu Xiangha!" Han Che said, walking towards the west side of the inner room, the middle of the main room is the lobby, that is, the living room, the parents generally live in the east room, and the west room, there are some things, and the shrine enshrined at home.

Han Che walked into the west room, and the shrine sat north to south, mainly offering two things, one was the spirit seat of the deceased grandfather and grandfather, and the other was a god statue.

The Han family has not lived in this village for a long time, about seventy years, according to the grandfather, when the grandfather was still a doll, Han Che's grandfather, that is, the great-grandfather, took the grandfather to this village, and then settled, and the grandfather was good at one-hand medicine, so he quickly took root here, and then the grandfather was in his twenties, once went out once, and then brought back a woman, that is, Han Che's grandmother, not long after having a cold father, the grandmother died, and finally the cold father married the cold mother, And then there was Hanche and Hanqing.

Han Che stood in front of the shrine and looked at it for a while, where there was a picture of his grandfather, he took out the eight pillars of incense and lit it. It stands to reason that there are three ghosts and four gods on incense, and it must be four pillars of incense for grandpa and grandpa, and it must be three sticks of incense for the gods, but Han Che took a total of eight pillars of incense, of course, this is definitely not Han Che who took it wrong, because it has always been like this!

Han Che can still remember what his grandfather said when he taught him to incense, and his grandfather said at the beginning, our Han family does not believe in God, only believes in ancestors! Our ancestors are gods, great gods! There's no need to believe in any other little god! Han Che respectfully put on the incense and kowtowed.

Chatting with my mother while picking vegetables and chopping stuffing, my father came back after a while, and the meat was also brought back, so the family of three started together, and at noon, a meal of wontons was ready.

During the meal, the three of them did not speak, they did not say anything about the food, but they implemented it very well, and after eating, the impatient Han father finally asked, "Che'er?" How's it going? Are you sure? ”

Han Che touched his nose and said: "Dad, don't worry, I still know my level, it's about the same, I can't go to Huaqing, Jingda, go to individual schools, it's still okay!" ”

Father Han seemed to trust Han Che very much, and he said hesitantly: "Dad is a big old man, he has no culture, just do it!" Your grandfather said back then that your father was stupid and had no achievements, but you are different, your grandfather has long said that you must have a future! Daddy, believe in your grandfather! ”

Han Che laughed, and chatted for a while, Han Che looked at his watch, and after a while, he said, "Dad, I'll go to the mountain to see grandpa!" Father Han was happy, waved his hand and said, "Go, be careful on the road!" ”

Next to the village is the mountain, the remnants of the Tianshan Mountains, the first ancestral house of the Han family is on the mountain, it is the house built by the grandfather, and the original adobe house under the mountain is only after the death of the grandfather.

Han Che was tall and long-legged, and he arrived soon, the ancestral house was already dilapidated, and he didn't care about the ancestral house, so he went directly around the ancestral house and walked towards the back. Behind the ancestral house was a vegetable garden, and the vegetable garden was next to the mountain wall.

Han Che walked through the overgrown vegetable garden and came to the side of the mountain wall, which was uneven, and a crack with one person high and two people wide appeared in the field of vision.

I went inside sideways, it turned out that it was a not too big cave, and the place where the cave was facing the door was a stone bench, a very large stone bench, and next to the stone bench, was an antique square table, the square table had been around for a long time, and the paint on it was mottled.

There is an iron lunch box on the table, which is a fragrant pig, and a small bowl of blue and white is placed next to the lunch box, and some millet is placed in the bowl, and some incense ash is scattered next to it, and the front is a round porcelain cylinder with the thickness of a palm, fifty centimeters high, standing there, the cylinder is all black, and there are red words and pictures on it.

Han Che still respectfully went up to the four pillars and thought, and then sat cross-legged on the stone bench and closed his eyes.

When Han Che was very young, his grandfather once passed him a set of formulas, at that time Han Che didn't feel anything, and he didn't understand anything, grandpa asked him to practice according to the formula, and he was obedient, but this practice is more than ten years!

This set of formulas, according to grandpa, is family heirloom, Han Che doesn't know the history of his family a long time ago, and grandpa hasn't said it, but this set of formulas, or exercises, is indeed very wonderful!

Really, it can only be described as wonderful! Han Che has read books for so many years and received so many years of scientific education, he doesn't believe in any gods and ghosts, but if someone dares to tell him that those qi refiners in the past are also fake, he will definitely spit on it!

This set of mantras, from the current cold and clear point of view, because it should be a set of exercises for refining qi, when cultivated, you will enter a mysterious realm, just like what people say now about meditation, or meditation, and wake up, whether it is the body or the head, it will be clear and incomparably spiritual!

And Han Che also firmly believes that because of this set of exercises, as well as a set of boxing methods handed down by his grandfather, he has been disease-free since he was a child, and he is physically strong and quick in thinking! In school, he often lies in bed at night to exercise, and then wakes up in the morning, refreshed, not at all like other classmates who are sleepy, and his learning is naturally very efficient!

Han Che sat on the stone bench, and practiced again for more than ten years, and he was familiar with the way, and soon he entered that state of concentration, if someone came in to see it now, he would find that Han Che's breathing was thin and long, and his heartbeat was slow, and it was seven or eight times a minute.

The time to settle down always flies, but for this, Han Che feels like a moment, it feels like squinting, the sun is already in the west, Han Che let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and in the dim cave, a pair of eyes were shining.

At this moment, Han Che, who was sitting on the stone bench, found that the table was a little crooked, and the pottery pillars enshrined on it were also crooked, how could this be done! If this thing falls on the ground and breaks, it will have to be scolded to death by my father! Han Che got up thinking about it, and was going to pick up the pottery pillar and put it on the stone bench first, and then bring a table over tomorrow, obviously the table was not working.

He got up, came to the table, then picked up the pottery pillar, twisted around, at this moment, suddenly felt a softness under his feet, his body stiffened at the same time, and his hand slipped, and he heard a bang! The pottery pillar fell to the ground and turned into countless pieces!

Han Che panicked, not only afraid of his father's scolding, this thing was passed on to his grandfather by his grandfather, and his grandfather left it to his father, and his father kept it for himself, according to his grandfather, it was passed down by his ancestors, and now it is destroyed in his own hands, how can this be good!

Han Che knelt on the ground, crazy as if he was gathering the pieces, his hand was cut by the sharp porcelain piece, and he didn't seem to feel it.

In fact, the pottery pillar was not broken, but it was broken into several large pieces, and there were some very small pieces, suddenly, Han Che noticed something, he saw a white cloth corner pressed under a large piece of pottery pillar, he subconsciously pulled, and then a roll of cloth three fingers thick, more than a foot long was pulled out.

He was stunned, when did this happen on the ground? But I immediately realized that this thing was sealed inside a pottery pillar!

With a slight shake, the cloth roll scattered, and only a few dings were heard, and a few things fell out, a ring, a black, fifteen or sixteen centimeters long brush, and a metal block of an inch size, shining with golden light. Han Che didn't care about this, he shook it again, and the cloth scroll was spread out in front of him, and there were black words on it, and some graphics were drawn between the words.

At this time, he felt a tingling pain in his right hand, and only then did he notice that his hand was broken, and the blood actually stained the white cloth roll!

He immediately looked up and was about to take his hand off the cloth, but when he raised his hand, he found that the cloth was on his hand! And his eyes were round and he was surprised to find that the blood stains stuck to the white cloth began to leak like the ink on the rice paper! The black words slowly turned red as the blood spread!

Han Che was so stunned that he forgot what to do to react! At this moment, he felt a tingling in his right hand again! Heartbreaking! Then the whole person actually fainted!

Han Che fainted, and the blood on his hands was also sucked clean by the white cloth, and the wounds on his hands began to gurgle out! Countless blood went into the white cloth! The blood-colored words seem to come to life!