After I was with the good and bad Taoists, it did bring them some pleasure and fun. To say that I'm causing them trouble is nothing more than bedwetting or something. Even if you wet the bed, you have to dry it yourself. I'm a rural baby, and it's not a matter of doing this kind of work. I would like to mention here that I am an industrial household because my father, Lao Litou, is a worker. Maybe the difference isn't so big now, but it was quite big back then. This incident will have some influence on me later.

They will take me with them when they work, and they will let me do whatever I can. At this point, they are not idle, I am stupid, I am not idle, I am slow, I am not idle, I am annoying.

The main pleasure I give them is that they can sarcastically bury and insult me at will. The aspects involved include stumbling appearance, large tongue in speech, and clumsy movements. For the first two points, I admit it. But a child who is less than four years old, how can you make him flexible.

When it comes to the pleasure they get, there's only one, hit me. Usually it doesn't matter if you beat me, but when it hurts me the most is when they teach me to box. At that time, they really hurt, I can still bear it, and they will not be ruthless. I think the main reason for not being ruthless is that I am afraid that if I break it, the master will not spare them, and they still expect me to work. All these years have passed, and the beating is still unbearable in my heart, and the bad Taoist priest is even more painful.

I didn't ask them to teach me how to do boxing, and I didn't like it, they forced me to do it. Then I started boxing, and that was after their master saw me boxing. The master said that I was okay and let me practice with them. And because I practice boxing well, I like to practice boxing. This is different from learning boxing with them, learning boxing with them is always the wrong move, and you are always beaten by them. Very master learning boxing is not always beaten.

If you want to talk about the first time in my life, I had a high fever under their repeated tosses, which is what happened to me and them for a few months! I remember it was very hot, and I got even hotter after I had a fever. At first, both good and bad Taoists didn't think so, but I don't know when they thought about it. Because I'm not awake.

When I woke up, I was lying alone on the kang and felt pain everywhere. I was not yet four years old, and I felt like I was about to leave the world. I was so thirsty that I drank all the water I could find and ate the steamed buns on the two tables. During this period, he also fell because of unsteady walking. When I first recovered a little, the bad Taoist priests came back, and when they saw that I was alive, they screamed and left me, so I went to tell their master.

Their master arrived in a short time, not only the three of them, but also a few people in the same clothes. The master asked me if I felt better, and I said it hurt everywhere. Master, look at the dust on my face when I fell, there may be bruises and bleeding in some places! Seeing this, the master smiled, left a small cloth bag, and said to the good Taoist priest, "This is for him to continue eating."

After saying this, he said to the bad Taoist priest, "You come with me, and I will get you some medicine and wine." ”

The bad Taoist priest reluctantly followed.

When the bad Taoist priest came back, he brought a bottle of wine, and he pointed to the bottle and said to me, "The master said that he would wipe it with wine, and don't expect your senior brother and me to wipe it for you." I'll wipe it for you, you'll have to endure the pain. The master also said, you can drink this. ”

How dare I let him wipe it? I got it myself.

When I was at home, Lao Li Tou also drank alcohol, and when I was in a good mood, he would give me wine. At first, he dipped me in some wine with chopsticks, maybe it didn't achieve the effect he expected, so he added a little more, and by the time I was crying, I probably drank about a tael. Mom yelled at him directly, and Lao Li was silent. Maybe he thought it was a bit too much. I don't feel anything about alcohol, I just think it's spicy.

A good Taoist priest is much stronger than a bad Taoist priest, and he is responsible for giving me medicine. I usually eat it after breakfast and dinner, but I don't remember this exactly. It was the medicine I was asked to take after dinner. The medicine I took was a big pill and I couldn't swallow it. When I took the medicine, they were all watching intently, especially the bad Taoist priests, who were very excited when they saw me taking the medicine.

They made me drink after taking the pills, and I think they were trying to trick me again! I took a sip, the wine didn't taste very good, but it wasn't so spicy, I drank it and pretended to be very stimulated, and I couldn't even cry and laugh and take care of myself. They naturally laughed. But after laughing, I was a little scared, afraid that if I recruited the master again, they wouldn't be able to pay the errand. Seeing this situation, I can only swallow my anger.

To say that this wine is also good, it is warm to drink, not too exciting. It was supposed to be summer, and I was sweating all over my hot body. After drinking, I slept very well at night, and mosquitoes didn't bite too much.

After I woke up, it didn't take long for me to take medicine and drink alcohol and not work, and I continued my old lifestyle. However, there are still some gains at this stage. And the harvest is also more violent. That's when the master saw me practicing boxing.

I slept well after taking medicine and drinking wine in those days. The bad Taoist priests didn't toss me in the morning, so it can be said that I enjoyed a few days of waking up naturally. That day, I was also a cheap person, or it was a child who couldn't stay idle.

I got up and ate steamed buns and pickles and went to the small courtyard for a stroll, and this stroll had an accident. Didn't those two Taoist priests and I learn to box, or are we being learned to box? Now that I think about it, maybe it's inertia, I made a gesture while walking, and now the master saw it.

The master didn't say much, and asked me if I like boxing. I nodded desperately. Actually, I didn't know what boxing was, I was just afraid that he would beat me.

The master didn't beat me, but the brothers came back and did. I want to explain here that I really don't want to call them master and brother. (The reason why they are called this is because it is too troublesome to type more, I edit it with my mobile phone, and I am tired of typing!) ）。 When the brothers entered the door, they beat me up.

"You"

"Is it capable, but also punched"

"Come on, we've made a move"

……

You say I'm a little black kid in the countryside, I look bad, I can't speak clearly,,, I, I, who the have I offended.

But they were still happy with their faces, probably because I could fight with them, or rather, I could suffer with them. Maybe I can share the master's beating for them.

As it turned out, the master's fight against them did not decrease, and the reason was that I practiced harder. I don't practice hard because I want to succeed in my studies, I just want to make my brothers uncomfortable.

The next morning I was woken up by my brothers. I really don't want to get up. But the brothers really can't help but keep me from getting up. I stumbled and stumbled after them. When I came to the place where they practiced boxing, the master had not yet arrived. In addition to the three of us, there are also some people here, and some more people are coming one after another. I thought that I must be among these people who had been arrested.

Everyone first made a fuss about what they were doing, and after the master came, everyone was quieter, following the master's slogan. Everyone started boxing. I can't remember a few of those moves, but I have memorized some slogans, and I haven't learned much boxing, so it's basically useless now. Probably the number of ways of Tai Chi. I was too young to be tasked with chores, but I had a more important task at the time, and when I decided on it, it was already the spring of the following year. Because at that time, I encountered the second time in my life, nine deaths, and one life.

Let's go back to practicing boxing, I really study seriously, and the master really doesn't care about teaching me. But he didn't beat me much. He probably wanted me to study hard. Or maybe I'm too young.

My life at that time was boxing, herding sheep and being bullied. No big waves. The master also brought me some medicine to eat from time to time, and there were also times when he gave me wine. I'm embarrassed, but I'm kind of flattered. There are very few times when we eat meat, and even if we eat meat, it is basically not my turn, and my senior brother will do it for me.

When I'm hungry and can't help it, when I see the sheep eating while herding the sheep, I eat something. I was supposed to accompany the two of them to herd sheep. Later, he took me out to herd sheep alone. There was also a quarrel over who should take me to herd the sheep. Then it became one of them who accompanied me out to herd the sheep. And no one wants to come out with me.

One day the bad Taoist priest saw the lamb in the milk and encouraged me, let me also go to the lamb to grab milk to drink, the ewe just refused me as an uninvited guest, how can the bad Taoist priest be too persistent, he can drive the lamb away, let me lie on my head up, and then he will move the reluctant ewe over. All I did was to be able to drink raw goat's milk in front of him. Whenever he forced me to drink goat's milk, he would be happy for a while. After drinking goat's milk, he didn't ask me how it tasted, but always took the trouble to ask me how it felt like to hold goat's milk. He was also ashamed to say how good my brother was to you..................

Gradually, the ewes didn't resist me so much, but the bad Taoist priest still didn't let me go. He and the good Taoist priest also came out together to herd sheep a few times. The main purpose of coming out to herd sheep is to see how I drink goat's milk like a lamb. Now think about it, too, children around ten years old. Maybe it's puberty! I'm a man who forgives others.

Although a good Taoist priest is not so good, it is still reasonable, but a bad Taoist priest is too bad. One day he tied my hand around the ewe's neck. It is said that I am a slow runner, and it is easy to cultivate feelings by tying me to the ewe to facilitate communication. When he said this, his eyes were clearly glowing with strange brilliance.

As a result, the feelings were not cultivated, and my lower leg was broken and my left forearm was broken. When I wrote this, I suddenly remembered the song "Left hand, right hand in slow motion,,,

If you want to say that it was a bruise and sprain a few months ago, this time it is a real fracture. I'm a little clumsy now walking on my right foot than on my left. Others can't see it, but they can understand it. Later, when he played football, he could pass with both his left and right feet. Don't think that it's a comprehensive technique, the main thing is to reduce the burden on the right foot.

The master used a few short wooden sticks to clamp my arm bag! The right foot just says don't let it move easily. He also brought me a big wooden stick to use as a crutch. This time, in addition to drinking alcohol and taking medicine, the master also applied an unpleasant ointment to me. Bad Taoist priests and good Taoist priests have to change the ointment for me, in fact, I really haven't let them change it a few times, the original ointment is longer than the one sold on the street now, about two or three times a month.

In this way, the bad Taoist priest still said in front of me and the good Taoist priest that I was a waste, I couldn't do anything, and I had to trouble him, so it was better to die.

"If he dies, you'll be the one who takes the medicine!"

The good Taoist priest said this leisurely. Although he said it leisurely, I felt so cold.

When the good Taoist priest said this. I seem to have really grown up. That's when I seemed to get to know them in a new way. I was about five years old at the time.

When you really recognize the essence of things, you will be relatively comfortable with them. This will free you from all kinds of unreality and unreality. I think it's a good thing for me.

It is also because of this that I no longer make concessions to them, and I am resigned to them.

Start with what you eat and wear, you always rush to eat when you eat, and your clothes are always bad. Dare to quarrel loudly with them. I knew that no matter how much I went over, they wouldn't be able to do anything to me. The days passed so quickly and smoothly, but the disaster did not come because of the passage of time, and the things that should have come still had to come.

Before I get to the point of another big event, I want to say one more thing that affects me. Because I was bitten by a snake within a few days of this incident. I went home a few months after being bitten by a snake.

I was young and had little strength, so in order to reduce my brother's bullying of me, I started to practice throwing stones. First the big sheep were targeted, then the small sheep were beaten, and then the horns were beaten. I deliberately showed off in front of my senior brother, and I almost blinded a ram in the eye.

The bad Taoist priest still has his bad methods, and that day he and the good Taoist priest grabbed me together, and carried my hands behind my back to the ewe where I often drank goat's milk. I thought it was for me to drink milk, and I was about to open my mouth, but it turned out that I was naïve. The bad Taoist priest pressed the sheep's head and pushed it back, and the good Taoist priest simply lifted the ewe's hind legs and pressed it on my face. I won't talk about this experience, and in the end, it was the ewe who urinated on my face.

When they finally got tired of tossing, I was able to get out from under the sheep's butts. At this time, everyone saw the ewe slumped on the ground, breathing weakly, and her eyes turned up. All three of us were terrified, thinking the sheep was going to die. If the sheep are killed, I won't gain anything. The good Taoist priest was in a daze there, and the bad Taoist priest kept kicking the sheep's butt. He kept muttering, "You, get up quickly, don't pretend to be dead!" ”

"You're fucking it, I'll kill you if you kick it again."

I don't know where I got the courage to yell at the bad Taoist, and the bad Taoist was also frightened.

Just when we were at a loss, the ewe got up on her own and left.

The ewes are gone, and so are we!

About twenty days after this, I let the snake bite.

When I realized I was unconscious, I was unconscious. When I woke up, I was still lying in bed with the same headache as before.

My snake venom isn't very strong, and it's too late to find out. I wonder if it's because the bad Taoist priests deliberately didn't help me and delayed the treatment time. Anyway, they saved me. Life is so peculiar, when you hate someone, that person may be the one who saves your life.

The master gave me medicine to detoxify the snake venom and drank some wine as usual. But I just felt numb in my limbs and a little inconsistent in my movements. To say that the master is still somewhat capable. He would give me massages during those hours and teach me some ways to heal and rejuvenate my muscles and blood on my own. It seems that he has used qigong or something to guide me a few times.

He taught me how to think of a flow of air that divides from the stomach in two ways to the feet, then to the back in three ways (hands and head) and finally back to the stomach. I'm still using this! I don't know if it's any good, at least it's not harmful. When the master channeled my qi and blood, I felt it, but I couldn't do it myself.

Soon after, I went down to the field again to herd the sheep. I found that following the sheep and eating some of the grass they ate was much better than the master's medicine. I didn't tell them this, and I deliberately showed some pathology in front of them. They also brought me medicine from time to time. But I rarely let me drink alcohol.