Chapter 148: Thirty-three Difficulties

Mom turned around and asked Grandpa anxiously, "What's going on?" ”

Grandpa raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said tiredly, "This should also be a manifestation of the anti-phagocytosis effect." ”

My mother slapped cold water on my stamina, and criticized my grandfather with reproach: "I said that it is not good for you to let him study seriously, and I have to follow you to contact those things that are not clean!" You've got to spoil your grandson before you're willing to do it, right? ”

Grandpa bowed his head and remained silent like a schoolboy who was discovered by the teacher for making small movements in class.

I hurriedly helped my grandfather speak: "It's okay, it's okay." Maybe it's on fire. ”

My mother slapped me on the arm and scolded, "Still on fire? Can you get so many nosebleeds on fire? You are too, if you don't study hard, stay at home honestly and read more course books, and you will know that you can get those things with your grandfather! That's an old man's business, what are you doing with a little kid? ”

"Why is it an old man's business?" I lowered my head and let my mom slap the stamina. I used to have nosebleeds, so my mother slapped my wrists and stamina with cold water with her hands, and then strangled my index finger, which made me cry out in pain. This approach works. But today it seems to be an exception. Mom slapped my stamina for a long time and my nose still showed no signs of stopping.

Mom said, "Why is it an old man's business?" The old man's life won't last long anyway, and if he backs up, he will eat back. After saying that, he deliberately stared at his grandfather with his eyes, and grandpa avoided his mother's scrutinizing eyes. Mom continued: "You're different, you're still young, what if you have an accident and leave your mother alone?" ”

My mother did suffer a lot for my brother and me, and she lost hope in life for a while. Mom said that when she was about to take the pesticide into her mouth, she remembered my brother and me. Grandpa once told her mother that she had thirty-three difficulties in her life. Thirty difficulties are small difficulties, and three difficulties are major difficulties. Moreover, these three major difficulties are all car difficulties. Before my father died, my mother had gone through thirty difficulties, all of which were minor difficulties. Grandpa took his mother's hand when he was dying, saying that he didn't see his mother avoiding the three major disasters before he closed his eyes, and he was not at ease on Huangquan Road.

Grandpa lifted the trembling brush and wrote down the approximate time of the trilemma for Mom. Grandpa said that the calculation of eight characters can't be too specific, revealing that the heavenly opportunity is to lose life. Now that he is about to die, he is not afraid of losing his life, so he told her the three difficulties that his mother was going to encounter one by one, and asked his mother to be cautious.

When my grandfather wrote about the second difficulty, he suddenly foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes and died. Grandpa wailed, why did you write it! The last bit of time is broken! Didn't even give us a last word!

Later, my mother followed the tips left by my grandfather and successfully escaped the first two car crashes.

When my father reminded me for the first time, my mother stayed at home and didn't go out with half a foot. During those few days, my mother only felt slightly unwell. At that time, I couldn't afford to buy nutritional products, so my mother drank brown sugar water from two large tea jars to deal with it.

The second time my father reminded me, my mother also planned to stay at home. But in those days, my grandmother had a strange illness, and her hands hurt so much that she almost lost consciousness. Grandpa used a needle to pick out a lot of black mud-like filth from the palm of her hand. My mother had no choice but to ride a Phoenix brand old bicycle to Longwan Bridge to buy medicine.

At a downhill intersection, a Dongfeng truck drove opposite my mother. Mom's brakes suddenly failed, and the car was getting faster and faster. At that moment, the faucet of the car was also rusted to death, and no matter how much strength her mother had, she couldn't twist it, and she consciously crashed straight into the big truck on the opposite side.

Fortunately, the truck driver is an experienced driver for many years. At the critical moment, the calm master braked suddenly. Although my mother's bicycle still collided with the truck, the momentum of the collision was significantly lessened. Mom was discharged after more than a month in the hospital.

This time the escape did not give my mother much comfort, because my mother did not know when the next car crash would happen. This hidden danger is like a killer ready to ambush at any time, posing a great threat to the safety of the mother. My mother is very careful every time she crosses the road, and sometimes the car on the opposite side has half a mile to come, and my mother has to wait patiently for the car to cross the road before crossing the road. Fortunately, there were few cars running on muddy roads in the countryside at that time, so even if my mother was so cautious, she didn't lose much time.

For the next 10 years, my mother never encountered a dangerous situation again. Mom's nervous heart relaxed, more or less casual, and slowly forgot her father's instructions.

When I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, my father decided to buy a farm car to start a business. Mom and uncle strongly agreed, only Grandpa said a few times about Grandpa's instructions before his death. Mom and uncle blamed Grandpa for saying something unlucky. So after my grandfather muttered a few words, he didn't say much, and only pretended to say to me when my mother could hear it, why can't these eight characters be counted with others casually? It is caused by the nonsense of saying that it is unlucky when people encounter bad things and do not avoid them, and people who have carefully avoided the danger but say that the eight characters are not accurate. So it's better not to say the eight characters.

Less than a year later, my mother really had an accident in her car. One night, on the way home from my father's car, I heard an unusual sound behind the car. Dad told Mom, who was sitting in the back, to look back. The moment her mother looked down, it was as if a hand grabbed her and dragged her under the car. When Dad braked the car, Mom had already come out of under the car, curled up on the ground and convulsed. Fortunately, my mother came out between the two wheels under the car and was not pressed by the wheels, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

My brother and I went to bed very early that night. Hearing the sound of my father's car roaring in the middle of the night, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable and felt like vomiting. Mom said that people who are particularly close to each other are connected by flesh and blood, and they feel connected. I asked a lot of my classmates, and they didn't feel that way. But me, my mother, and my grandmother have this sense of connection. Every time my mom or grandma gets sick, I feel sick all over, and my skin is tickled like sand. If I am sick, my mother will feel it too. More than ten years later, I had a fever and cold in Liaoning, and my mother in Hunan would call me in time to ask. Even sometimes when I don't have enough living expenses and don't want to ask my family, my mother will transfer the money I need to my bank card on time.