"How would this old man know?" The fat man whispered to me again, and I rolled my eyes and motioned for him to stop talking. The old man ignored the fat man and asked me, "Young man, am I right?" ”

I nodded yes, and deliberately asked the old man what he meant when he first met him.

"Hey!" The old man sighed without speaking, and then said, "Young man, look at so many tables here, why do you sit on that one?" ”

"Table?" I'm a little confused by his entry point, shouldn't I take a skewer to talk about things? So I asked, "Sir, what's wrong with this table?" ”

"What's wrong?" The old man replied: "You seem to know some Zhou Yi, don't you see that there is anything wrong with this food stall now?" ”

I didn't understand, I just subconsciously looked around. The boss wasn't there, eight small tables surrounded a large table in the middle, and the old man was left in the store except for me and the fat man. Before I could see anything, the fat man had already spoken, "Waste, what does this old man mean?" Could it be that this place is haunted? ”

I didn't answer him, but continued to look around. After looking at it for a while, my brows couldn't help frowning, this was actually a feng shui bureau, and the nine tables in the entire store just formed a gossip map. According to the north and south, the order is "open, rest, life, injury, Du, scenery, shock, death", and the position where the fat man and I are sitting is exactly at the "door of death". When I was a child, I heard my grandfather tell me that in the past, some merchants used to put up feng shui bureaus to change the fortunes of their shops in order to prosper their business. It's just that I didn't expect that there are still people doing these things now, the most important thing is that the feng shui bureau arranged in gossip like this is by no means used to gather wealth and qi, not to mention that this is just a food stall.

The old man saw that I didn't speak, pointed around and said: "Gossip is the eight gates, and the eight gates are fierce and auspicious, and they are by no means a place to gather wealth and energy." ”

The fat man knew that I understood this, and asked me in a low voice, "Waste, do you see that?" ”

I nodded lightly and said to the old man, "The old gentleman is not thinking too much, why do you need to use such means for a small food stall." ”

After listening to my question, the old man pointed to a small table behind the fat man, near the aisle, and said, "Young man, you see the table over there." ”

I was puzzled and couldn't guess what the old man was going to say, so I asked, "Is that a surprise?" ”

The old man nodded, and continued, "It's a surprise, but the table wasn't there." ”

I understood what he meant, and asked, "According to the old gentleman, this is an unintentional move?" ”

The old man did not speak, but glanced at the fat man. Then I remembered that when I first came in, the fat man seemed to have moved the small table, and it seemed that he had pushed it back from the small space.

"Hey! Isn't it just a table, according to the fat man, you people love to be blind. The fat man looked at the old man and said, "Old man, I don't understand what is frightening, you just said my friend's two sentences are right, I want to ask how you see it?" ”

The fat man is curious, and I am actually curious, if I say that I can see it by sitting at a table, I will never believe it.

The old man's next words surprised me a little, and although he didn't say anything, I could hear that he was extremely accurate. I once met one such person, who was my university teacher, and I didn't expect to meet another person now. This made my impression of this old man change a lot, at least it shows that he still has some real skills.

The fat man knows me well, and naturally listens to it. But he said nonchalantly: "Old man, you will know these things when you go out to inquire about them, but you can't explain anything, right?" ”

The old man ignored the fat man and said to me, "Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog." In the middle of the night, the morning goes. ”

The fat man listened confusedly and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

I didn't understand either, and said, "Sir, can you explain it a little more?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "Life is like a dream, so let's do it and cherish it." ”

The fat man and I listened in a daze, not knowing what the old man was trying to say. At this time, the owner of the food stall came over with a plate of food, and when he saw the old man, he said, "Dad, where are you going to drink again, what did the doctor say, don't let you drink......"

As soon as the old man said this, he immediately seemed to be a different person, and no longer paid attention to us, and shouted: "I didn't drink it...... Absolutely no drinking...... If you don't believe it, ask them ......"

The shopkeeper smiled at us helplessly and said, "Two, my dad is old, please forgive me for disturbing you." ”

After he finished speaking, he was about to help the old man leave, but the old man still muttered non-stop, all of which were some excuses.

"Slow use for two." The boss apologized and dragged the old man away. Just as he passed by the small table that had contributed to the Feng Shui Bureau, the old man suddenly tripped under his feet, he stopped and patted the table, and said to the shopkeeper, "San'er, this table has tripped over my feet, and pushed it outward." ”

When the shopkeeper heard him say this, he didn't say much, he didn't even let go of his hand holding the old man, and pushed it out with one foot on the table leg.

The old man looked at it for a moment, and then said, "It's still in my way, push a little more." ”

The shopkeeper followed his words and pushed it out again.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and left slowly without looking back to let his son help him.

When I saw them go, I was the only ones left in the food stalls, me and the fat man. I looked at the tables around me again, and I couldn't help but be shocked again. The table, which was unintentionally pushed by the fat man, was just pushed out by the shopkeeper two feet, that is, two feet, which changed the feng shui pattern in the entire store. I remember where I saw it before, it seems to be called "gold thread winding ingots", which is a standard financial bureau.

The fat man looked at me and stared around in a daze, and asked me why. I told me all the feng shui changes that had just happened, and I was afraid that he would not understand, so I drew two pictures on the table with my hands dipped in beer. The fat man didn't speak for a long time, and he held back for a long time before he said, "This old man is a little interesting." ”

The fat man saw that I was a little worried, and he didn't talk much, and both of them were recalling the old man's words. If the old man said this to the fat man, he would definitely be very arrogant and not take it to heart. But the old man's words were said to me, and the fat man knew my character, and I couldn't act as if nothing had happened, so he was also a little worried. The food was tasteless, and when the owner came back, we simply settled the bill and left the food stall.

On the way back, the fat man asked me what I thought about what happened today. I shook my head and told him he hadn't figured it out yet. There was silence for a long time, and it was not until they said goodbye to each other that the fat man said: "Waste, you go back first, and I will inquire about the origin of the old man." ”

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog. In the middle of the night, the morning goes. How long has it been like a spring dream? It seems that there is nowhere to find the clouds. "I remember that this poem is Bai Juyi's "Flowers Are Not Flowers", which reflects life by describing the vanity of dreams. The old man's last two sentences are more like admonishing the younger generations who are ignorant of the world, this life is like a dream, and they should be cherished. Of course, it may just be his sigh for this life, which is a little unknown. But I still couldn't understand the meaning of what he meant by saying these words to me and the fat man, was it just a chance encounter, or was it just a coincidence that he was inspired by feelings?

I pondered, and before I knew it, I was back at my lodgings. The house where I live is divided by my parents' unit, although the community is not big, and the building is a little old, but the relationship between the neighbors is not bad. In the past few years, my parents have gone back to their hometown to take care of my grandfather, and I am left alone in the house here. In my mind, I still prefer the old house in my hometown, after all, I grew up there, and I have been here since high school.

"Fenfen, I came back early today, how is the business in the store?" As soon as he entered the door of the community, Uncle Li in the mailroom poked his head out of the window to say hello.

"Hello Uncle Li." I greeted politely, and then said, "The store is still the same, Uncle Li, didn't you play chess with Uncle Zhang today?" ”

"Your Uncle Zhang picked up his grandson." Uncle Li smiled and said, "It's you kid, your parents are still waiting to hold their grandson, and I haven't seen you bring your girlfriend back." ”

I smiled a little shyly and didn't speak. It's not that I don't want to have a girlfriend, it's mainly that my social circle limits my social range, and I'm helpless about it.

Uncle Li seemed to see it, and said with a smile: "Your kid is more handsome than your father when he was younger, but if you don't know anything about this, I'll go back and ask your aunt to give you Zhang Luo Zhang Luo later." ”

I smiled even more shyly, because I was always a child in front of these uncles and aunts, and I didn't know how to answer them for saying such things.

"Boy, what's so embarrassing about that." Uncle Li seemed to remember something, patted his head and said to me: "Fenfen, I have a letter from you, I will find it for you later." ”

"Letter?" I was a little curious, and my mouth muttered, it was a familiar and distant word. I can't remember the last time I received a letter, but since everyone had a mobile phone, "letters" have rarely appeared in kind, so many people now think that the post office is almost out of business. In fact, although there are very few paper letters nowadays, the letter business of the post office has never stopped. Of course, the current courier company also has a similar letter bag business, and I think the "letter" in Uncle Li's mouth should be the latter.

"yes, that's it." He handed the "letter" through the window, and I reached out to catch it, thanked him and said goodbye.

This is a real "letter", just like the previous letters. Envelopes made of kraft paper have stamps and postmarks, and the incoming and outgoing items are handwritten. The handwriting is neat but not pretty, and the person who can see the writing should be very serious when writing. The recipient address is written in detail, the recipient is me, the sender address is blank, and the sender column says "Luo Hai".