Volume 1: The Past of Mankind Chapter 13 The World is Impermanent

Pan Tianyi carried a lump of black fungus with a blue T-shirt, and found that the third grandmother's house had bought a 17-inch black and white TV set at the door of Guo Yang's house, which was said to be bought by Guo Yang's father from outside, attracting several children from the east of the village to come and take a look curiously. Pan Tianyi saw that the Pan Liang brothers were also watching the TV news with relish in the hall, so they quietly went up.

"The arrow of time points to the eruption of multiple volcanoes in the Pacific Rim of the Pacific Volcanic Seismic Zone in 1996, and the eruption of the Popocatepetl volcano in Mexico has killed dozens of local people; The eruption of Mount Soputan in Indonesia has also caused huge loss of life and property to local residents; The U.S. Pacific Seventh Fleet received a special order to prepare to send the USS Independence and Nimitz carrier battle groups to the western Pacific region in the name of humanitarian aid......"

Pan Tian watched the black-and-white TV with curiosity, and from time to time the picture flashed with long snowflake lines, moving from top to bottom. The children around were staring at the TV quietly, so as not to miss the camera. Guo Yang whispered beside him begging the third master to change the channel to see Journey to the West or something. Perhaps, the third master prefers to watch military news, and is staring at Guo Yang with a straight face, so that he can be quiet for a while. He turned his head and looked at the news broadcast with a serious face.

After the news was broadcast, Guo Yang quickly and skillfully turned the TV channel switch, and selected a Yudong channel to broadcast "Journey to the West". The third master stood up at this time and was about to walk outside the house, seeing that Dao Pantian was carrying a lot of fungus, and he had bad thoughts.

"Tianyi, I picked so many black fungus, stay here, and the third master will make fungus soup for you to drink!"

"No, who are you fooling? I didn't keep a few fish I caught in the West River last time, and you've eaten them all! ”

As soon as Pan Tian remembered that the fish he caught last time didn't reach his mouth, he was distressed and panicked, and he knew that he would take it home and let his mother make fish soup to eat. This time I won't be fooled by him again, my little hand clutched the fungus in my pocket, and ran home after saying a lot of anger.

At noon the next day, Pan Tianyi was entertaining himself in his yard, with a lump of earthy yellow mud and a large pinched tractor next to his dirty calves. The tractor's four large bulging wheels were connected by smooth wooden sticks, and the body seemed to be relatively tall and powerful. Pan Tianyi dug a long "deep trench" in front of him, and built a small bridge with wooden sticks on it, and covered it with paulownia leaves and a layer of mud. The noon sun shone on the mud tractor, the water was constantly evaporating, and the mud slowly dried and hardened, as if it was ready to run over the small bridge in front of it.

There was a long roar in the blue sky, and Pan Tianyi raised his face, shielded the sun with his hands, and looked at the sky. A white fighter plane appeared from the northeast and was flying towards the southwest of the motherland, drawing a long white arc at a height of 10,000 miles, and finally disappeared into the sky.

"Tianyi, pick the bamboo shoots hanging on the wall of the courtyard!" Ms. Liu was cooking lunch in the kitchen when wisps of smoke billowed out of the chimney on the roof.

"Ao ......" Pan Tianyi stood up and walked to the corner of the courtyard, which was full of home-cooked vegetables, including leeks, eggplants, beans and tomatoes. And the bamboo shoots and melons are hung on the wall, the yellow skin looks like cantaloupe, and the tomato is paired with the stir-fried vegetables, the taste is super crispy and crispy, which is endlessly memorable. Pan Tianyi picked a golden bamboo shoot melon and walked to the kitchen with it in his arms.

Tianyi's mother wore a black coarse cloth apron around her waist, bent over and standing next to the board, her flour-stained hands holding a rolling stick and rolling out the dough vigorously, and ate the noodles at noon as usual.

The hall remembered the sound of the horn, a square dark gray tape recorder seemed to be wrong again, Pan Tianyi's father patted it lightly with his hand and seemed to be playing the radio normally again. On the red wooden table was a box of light blue loose flower cigarettes, which had been opened for a long time, and there seemed to be four or five yellowed cigarettes left, lying in a messy and disorderly manner. Pan Tianyi's father frowned, looked at the small ledger in his hand intently, held the pen in his right hand and kept calculating in the notebook, how many catties of cotton per mu, how much corn and soybeans were sold, and so on.

"Deaf, what's the matter, the cotton has been sold for thousands of yuan!" At this time, a young man walked slowly into the courtyard with a large porcelain bowl, showing his mouth full of yellow teeth, and was looking at Panyu with a lewd smile and shouting his nickname.

It was Pan Liang's father, with short hair and a gray striped shirt, giving people a rather unserious look. However, he and Panyu have a very good relationship, they have been to the construction site together and done odd jobs together in their spare time, and they have helped each other a lot. It is said that Panliang's grandfather used to be a small landowner, and he seemed to be very good at farming, very capable, and his family planted more than a dozen acres of large fields, and also raised two big cattle, which belonged to a relatively wealthy family in Panlong Village.

"You crooked head, eat so early! In settling accounts, it's not as high as your wheat, it's like a small house. Panyu put down the booklet in his hand and should arrive.

"Where are there so many, hurry up and sell all these grains and livestock, and prepare to give the plate a target!" Pan Liang's father said proudly, and every time he chatted with others, he seemed to talk about this topic in a verbose manner, "Tianyi is almost ten years old, and it should be ready......" He turned his head to look at the kitchen door, and his mouth seemed to be underbeaten.

Pan Tianyi stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Pan Liang's father with a disgusting face, not daring to come to the hall, for fear that others would always tease him.

Pan Yu picked up the loose cigarette on the table, smoked one and handed it to Pan Liang's father. And he unceremoniously picked up the cigarette, took out a matchbox from his trouser pocket, lit the cigarette and smoked it.

There was silence in the hall for a while, and the radio on the table sounded a radio about the situation in the Taiwan Strait......

A gust of autumn wind blew, and a withered poplar leaf began to fall off from the treetops, drawing wavy lines in the air, and finally landed on the potholed asphalt road.

An old man with a white beard in a gray robe, with a wooden cane in his hand, followed behind a handsome girl. The girl was dressed in a simple ancient makeup, with an off-white collared top embroidered with a unique pattern of heaven, and a pale pink linen wide-leg pants on the bottom. This old and young man walked on the asphalt road in the countryside, which became a beautiful scenery. The villagers passing by cast curious glances at the strange outsider and pointed at them; Some villagers even think that they are from the county town and that they are dressed much more fashionably than in the countryside.

In the evening, they passed by Panlong Village, where an old Guanye Temple, which had been abandoned for a long time, was alone in the fields north of the village. The blue brick walls were stamped with mottled marks, and the white-bearded old man pushed open the faded temple door, and a musty smell of earth came to his face.

This white-bearded old man is temporarily called Xu Ying, good at showing the villagers and divination, there is a wooden box on his back, wrapped in a layer of cloth, embroidered with a yin and yang Zhou Yi map, next to a line of words: carry forward traditional culture, insight into the mystery of fate.

"Grandpa Huang, it's so dirty here! Are you going to stay here tonight? That beautiful girl is called Avon for the time being, and there is a look of worry on her face at this time, mainly because she is afraid that her grandfather will not be able to stand the dirty and damp environment here. However, this worry seems to be superfluous, Xu Cheng took out a shining sphere from the bag box, entered a series of numbers, and immediately suspended in the air, and then rotated around the house, scanning the beam of the house, all the insects, ants, rats, snakes, rotten dust and rotten floc were cleaned up, and the temple suddenly looked new and very clean!

"Haha...... In order not to cause accidents, I will stay for a few days according to the living habits of the villagers! Xu Chengci looked at Avon kindly, and an inexplicable joy was born, "I've wronged the little princess, you better go back to the Nuwa ship to rest at night!" Don't care about me......"

"Grandpa Huang, are you sure that little boy is the person we are looking for?" Avon gently brushed the jade bracelet on her left wrist, a beam of light appeared out of thin air, and several special wooden chairs appeared in front of her out of thin air, and she pulled a chair to sit on it.

"Alas...... The world is impermanent! Some people and some things, you have to try your best to do a good job of yourself, try to control and develop in a good direction. Emperor Xu Ying cast an expectant look at Avon and encouraged her. This three-dimensional world will suppress the spirituality and perception of the four-dimensional life! Don't be too ostentatious in this world, once there is an accident, the gods of heaven cannot reverse the laws of time and space of this creator! ”

"Oh......" Avon listened to the emperor's grandfather's words, bowed her head thoughtfully.

The left eyebeat is wealth, and the right eyebeat is disaster.

This proverb has always been passed down among the people.

Pan Tianyi's mother, Liu Chunlan, was sitting on a wooden bed in the east room of the hall at this time. A red cloth bag was placed on the bed, which was full of five cents a piece, ten yuan and fifty yuan, she looked at the stack of money she had saved for a long time in a daze, her eyelids drooped down, this was caused by long-term crying. Liu Chunlan came back to her senses, took out a stack of three hundred yuan that had just been counted from the cloth pocket, and carefully tied it up with a strip of cloth, this is the tuition and miscellaneous fees left for Hong'er, Sister Tianyi is already in the second year of junior high school, and she will have to pay tuition again after this summer vacation.

"Recently, why is my right eyelid always jumping......" Liu Chunlan muttered to herself, pressed her temple with her hand, got up and walked to the middle of the hall, picked up her sewing kit and started to get busy. When Tianyi's sister's foam-soled shoes were almost sewn, Panyu walked into the house from outside with a heavy heart.

"I went to the town to buy fertilizer and came back, and when I passed through Liuzhuang Village, I heard that something happened to your mother's family!"

"What...... What...... Thing? Liu Chunlan stammered and asked with an uneasy heart, as if she had already had a premonition that something bad was happening.

"Your father is on the way to Huaiyang County, the little three-wheeled car overturned, because it was an incident in the early morning, when there were few people on the road to find it late, and now he is lying in the Dancheng County People's Hospital, almost dying......" Panyu said that he could hardly make a sound, and he seemed to can't believe it.

Pan Tianyi's grandfather has a good handicraft, and he specializes in making lanterns to sell during the New Year's holidays; I usually buy some bamboo to make some straw hats, and run all over forty or fifty miles to sell them; Recently, he pedaled a small tricycle, carrying sorghum brewed sour vinegar, early in the morning to Huaiyang County to sell vinegar, because of the fog in the early morning and cold, can not see the road or the road slippery, resulting in a rollover and freeze overnight. The old man, who was very tough and sturdy, couldn't speak at this time, but fortunately he met a well-wisher and sent him to the hospital, when others brought him paper and pen, Tianyi's grandfather's hands were trembling, and even the words written were almost unrecognizable, and it took two days to contact the grandfather's family.

When Pan Tianyi's mother heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, she turned around to pack her things, and immediately walked to Liuzhuang Village alone.

A few days later, Pan Tianyi's grandfather left......

The bad news that happened at Tianyi's grandfather's house has just begun!