Grandpa asked, haven't you thought about it yourself?

Dad said that the child had thought about it, and said that the word "bright" should be taken as a word.

Grandpa immediately said, bright words are good! It's almost dawn, and the crescent moon is leaving.

What does this name have to do with the crescent moon? Dad asked.

Grandpa didn't answer him directly, he just said, just use this name, it's good to be brilliant, but it's too big. If you have to use that name, even if you wait until your child is an adult, you can change it back.

With the previous two incidents, Dad already believed in my grandfather's judgment at this time, so he decided to use "Liang" as my name.

Back at home, my father and mother followed what my grandfather said, inserted the peach wood charm next to the rice tank, and after each rice washing, poured the rice washing water on the place where the peach wood charm was.

After seven days, my hands gradually returned to normal.

Mom and Dad breathed a sigh of relief.

For a long time, I didn't know what the peach wood charm was used for, and my parents and grandparents didn't tell me. Occasionally when I asked, they always prevaricated. Therefore, I was quite unimpressed with the mahogany talisman, and felt that it was no different from the table and wardrobe that had already existed at home. But once it was night, I didn't dare to go to the rice bowl alone, and I felt a little scared for some reason.

For a long time, I stayed away from that peachwood talisman.

If I keep doing this, maybe I'll ignore it all the time. But then because of an incident, I realized that it was not a simple piece of wood, and realized that it was closely related to me.

That happened when I was in the fourth or fifth grade of elementary school.

A little boy at that age was disgusted by cats and dogs. Digging birds' nests, beating sparrows, filling rat holes with boiling water, hitting people in the back of the head with a slingshot, stealing cucumbers and tomatoes from other people's vegetable gardens, and so on. At that time, it seemed that there was an endless amount of energy, and I had to be restless all the time.

Fights are even more frequent.

For a while, the friends liked to make wood into swords and fight, imitating ancient wars from TV movies.

Once, I remembered the mahogany sigil next to the rice jar, which was triangular in shape and pointed underneath, which looked a bit like a peculiar sword in shape. So, I went to the rice jar and pulled it out, using it as my own "saber" and teasing with my friends.

At that time, I was too playful, and after teasing with my friends, I threw away the peach wood charm and went home to do my homework.

Before I could write my homework, my left hand started to hurt, and the more it hurt, the worse it became.

My mother looked a little strange when she saw me and asked me what was wrong.

I hurriedly said it was fine. I thought to myself, maybe it was when I was fighting with someone else, someone else's "sword" hit my left hand, and I didn't feel pain at the time, but now it starts to hurt.

If I said that it hurt from fighting with others, my mother would definitely blame me. So it's better not to say it.

But the pain in my hand got worse and worse, as if someone had grabbed my wrist and twisted it out like a twist.

To this day, I still remember the intense pain.

When it was time to make dinner, my mother went to the rice bowl to prepare the rice, and when she was about to pour out the rice water, she found that the peach wood charm was missing.

She panicked and told her father first.

Dad asked in a loud voice if I had moved the peach wood talisman next to the rice jar.