The story of 169 inheritance

"Fat man, put away your restless heart, we can go to breakfast again now. "I said, looking up at the east, and the gorgeous morning glow rose again, but it was actually a busy day.www.biquge.info This time waits for no one, and if you delay on this road for one more minute, Lao Yang will be more dangerous, but I still have to stay in this place, because I can't even afford to pay for gas and tolls.

The fat man and I walked slowly towards the way we came, and then returned to the alley again. From afar, I saw the middle-aged vendor selling dried rice, and at this moment he had already begun to set up his stall, presumably it would not be long before a new group of diners would be ushered in here.

"Hello, boss. Here we go again. I smiled and sat down on the stool. The fat man is still depressed, he is still immersed in the realm of the fragrant car beauty, and he can't extricate himself.

"Aren't you two passers-by?" How did this become a repeat customer in the blink of an eye? It seems that my small store can open a branch, and I can make a lot of money in the blink of an eye. The boss joked with me. Then he saw the appearance of the fat man, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with this fat brother?" Yesterday I was still alive, why is it okay today? ”

"The worldview of normal people has suffered a huge impact, and it is for a while that he has been slowed down. Otherwise, he didn't know how to continue in the future. By the way, boss, has the ninety-year-old lady you told us yesterday always had a weird temper? I asked.

"Who's to say it isn't. This old lady was also a gentle woman when she was young, who would have thought of giving birth to three sons, one was more powerful than the other, one was the deputy governor, the other was said to be the commander of a certain military region, and the next one was also a town mayor. This door of three tigers has long been a legend in this small county. But it seems that when I gave birth to the last son, something changed, and then my temperament changed greatly, and I became irritable. And the three sons also began to slowly distance themselves, and then when their wives died, their personalities became more perverse, and they were simply unapproachable, more terrible than beasts. Of course, this is all legend, and I haven't really experienced it. ”

After the little boss finished laughing, the fat man woke up from the state of dementia one by one. He looked at me, and we both nodded, both sensing the difference. A person's personality is determined over a long period of time, it is influenced by habits and social circles, where there will be sudden changes, even the closest people cannot understand. There was a strange thing about it, and it seemed that Huber was not her son, and only two of the three sons came, and there was the slightest indication that there must be a conspiracy.

And that Hu Bo has always wanted Zhang Sanye to mourn, and in the end the old lady was resurrected, but she drove my brothers out of it at once, and now that I think about it, it is full of unusual flavors from beginning to end.

I immediately said to the boss: "Boss, my brother and I are the same." Two bowls of dried rice, but I don't know if you've heard of a character named Zhang Sanye? ”

"Zhang Sanye? Haven't heard of it. In our small place, there are many people with the surname Niu, the surname Horse, and the surname Donkey, but Zhang Ke has a big surname. We can't afford to save in this small place. Do you eat beef or mutton? The boss began to ignite the liquefied gas and slowly boiled the dried rice of the two of us.

"Is there any famous Mr. Yin and Yang around here?" The fat man suddenly interjected and asked. He glanced at the already tumbling broth, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and had eaten some peanuts since last night, which made him really hungry.

The boss tilted his head and thought for a few minutes before he said, "I heard that there is one near the train station before, and it is still an all-rounder." is not only Mr. Yin and Yang, but also a trumpeter, who can also tell fortunes, and is almost the number one in this industry. Anyway, it's quite famous in this county, but it seems to be surnamed Gu. ”

"Then this Mr. Yin and Yang has a grudge against that weird-tempered old lady?"

"No worries. You want to ask why you didn't see him, right? Because he just passed away half a year ago. And there's a joke in there, for the two of you. It is said that Mr. Gu's skills can tell fortunes and measure words, look at palms and faces, look at feng shui to determine the cemetery, and blow the horn to judge yin and yang. But in the past two years, I have been old and rarely go out. He has two sons, the eldest of whom has been wandering the world for many years and has not returned home. All this Mr. Gu wants to pass on all his skills to his youngest son. When I first said it, the youngest son didn't agree to 10,000 times, saying that what age is this, no one believes in your old man's set, and it is not delicious. ”

And this Mr. Gu directly tied up this little son for the second time and coerced him to learn. But this little son is just like the legendary underground party, let you beat and scold, but he doesn't learn. In the end, Mr. Gu had no choice, so he came directly for the third time. I went to the bank, took out half of my life savings at once, put it in front of my youngest son, and said to him with a loudspeaker: 'Now you don't have to learn, you just have to take this trumpet, blow it, and I'll give you a hundred yuan!'" I thought that this generation was looking at money, so that even if this little son didn't learn, at least he had come into contact with this door, and in the future, with the name of Mr. Gu, this little son didn't lose the craft of this industry. Unexpectedly, the little son looked at his father and smiled, but said, "Dad, you don't have to force me to learn." Now, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, and you can take this horn away from my eyes. ”

The boss said as he boiled the dried rice and put it in front of me and the fat man. The fat man and I didn't say anything to be ashamed of, and the boss directly served the beef. And the fat man and I listened to the boss's words, and we were already shocked by the contradictions and errors in it, and we were indifferent to the food in front of us.

"And what about the end result?" The fat man took a sip of hot soup and asked.

The boss turned around to turn off the fire, and replied as he walked: "In the end, Mr. Gu died with hatred, a person's life's hard work and the most valuable wealth were brought into the coffin, and the eldest son praised the younger brother for doing the right thing when he came back." There is no Mr. Yin and Yang in the outside world, let alone the secret art of feng shui, so the two hastily arranged the funeral and went out to wander the world together. In the eyes of us outsiders, this is all the same story, and it is sad to think about Mr. Gu's life and his glorious life, but in the end it ended up with such an ending. (To be continued.) )