While everyone's life experiences are different, so are the challenges they face. What attitude do you use to face it, optimistic or pessimistic? To sum up, there is no practical meaning in spending energy on such psychological problems, and what can be said may not necessarily be done. What's more, they are full of grievances and find various reasons to relieve them, or drink to vent, or have a constant flow of sensual desires, or pursue power, or give affection to poetry and songs. What a sad and pitiful thing it is to tell others, to say to yourself, to talk and talk about what a sad and pitiful thing you believe. However, this is life.

In this regard, looking at the problem from a different angle, Wang Jin is lucky. At least Wang Jin doesn't have any capital in this area, he is poor and self-aware. For the understanding or grasp of fate, he currently has no possibility of reaching this height. He doesn't know or hasn't realized it yet, and no one knows what fate is going to play on him. In his understanding, he has not even established the concept of "fate", but he is well aware of the meaning of the word "fate". Like many ordinary people, he has the unique stoic qualities of Chinese, but he has not yet been trained to be able to withstand any blow and survive tenaciously. Wang Jin's mood at this time can only be described as "there are words of suffering".

Yet, people are so consistent. In everyone's blood, the cognition of responsibility, love, happiness, and dedication is exactly the same. The pursuit of beauty and the yearning for beautiful things are essential elements of human nature, but the proportion of each in life is different.

Wang Jin was puzzled by one thing. Why do Sanbao do bad things, but they can still be so arrogant to themselves. And he said in good conscience that he was worthy of anyone, but he wanted money without money, and he wanted women without women! God, how is it arranged? Why are people so unequal? Grandfather Wang Yun, father Wang Fu taught himself to accumulate virtue and do good deeds since he was a child. On the piece of paper handed down by the ancestors of the Wang family, it was clearly written that he wanted to accumulate virtue and do good deeds to benefit all living beings in the world. Is it lying to yourself? The more Wang Jin thought about it, the bigger the pimple in his heart. I also have ideals and ambitions! As soon as his father passed away, Wang Jin wanted to grow up quickly and earn money to support his family by his own efforts. But going out to work gave him an unexpected blow in his life. He had just planned this artificial breeding with Cao Baldzi, and he didn't even wake up from the dream of making money, and Sanbao's words once again let Wang Jin know the cruelty of reality. If there is no Yaowang Valley, and some of them are high-rise buildings, where should I live? Compared with the lives of rich people with high-rise buildings and luxury cars and watches, Wang Jin yearns for the present. The breeze blowing in the mountains in the early morning makes the trees green when you wake up. Although there is no birdsong and flowers, and there is no noise of cars and horses, this is good. Why is life so unfair? Once this question comes out of someone's heart and is listed as a problem, it is terrible, and it is destined to live a very hard life.

The best people in the world are still mothers. Seeing that Wang Jin got up the next day, Wang saw the problem. She came into the house, touched Wang Jin's head, felt a little hot, and said it was a fever. I was busy making a big bowl of hot noodle soup, and there was no oily and vegetarian noodles in it. I watched Wang Jin eat one bite at a time, and then carefully covered him with the quilt, and then went to work in the field. If you don't raise a child, you don't know the kindness of your parents, only those who have raised children know that the mother at this time, because there are other things, can't stay by her son's side for the time being, and the state of mind that is difficult to give up.

Wang Jin remembered that he hadn't fed Xiaobai and the white pig yet, after all, he was not a cowardly person who couldn't stand a little thing. forced himself to get up and make dog food for Xiaobai. When I came to the backyard to see the white pig, I was already unhappy to see the living ancestor. The claws grasped the iron grate, and the whole body hung from the grate. Wang Jin went to the kitchen and found only two onions, and came back to throw them to it. found that this guy has not eaten well in the past two days. I know, I must be thinking about poison. Looking at its restless movements, Wang Jin suddenly couldn't bear to keep it locked up like this. Right now, what trapped the white pig was only a shapely wooden box, and the invisible shackles that trapped Wang Jin didn't even know what it was. However, the feeling is the same. How nice is it to be free, even if it's only for a day and a half, and you don't have to worry about anything, how nice? No one can deprive the white pig of this right, including himself, right? When he had the strength, he took the white pig up the hill and let him go home, but he had to stay away from the village. Right now, we can't let it go hungry.

But he has no strength in his body, so how can he find a toad, let alone a poisonous snake. I suddenly remembered that I had bought a few dried scorpions and centipedes, and I didn't know if this guy would eat them, so I went back to the house and got them. Sure enough, this guy sniffed it, and chewed a dried centipede, and he really ate it! Wang Jin then took another scorpion and gave it dry, but it was still not afraid, and it finished eating. also stared at Wang Jin with those two pairs of red eyes, and asked: Is there anything else?

Wang Jin found out at this time, is there any unique element in the body of these poisonous insects that this guy must have? In a row, I fed it five centipedes, and I couldn't help but feel a little distressed. It's not possible to go on like this, this guy can eat two or three hundred yuan a meal, you should be a child to eat snacks, this is really unaffordable, let's send you home early.

When he went back to the house and lay down, he was weak, and Wang Jin soon fell asleep again. At noon, Wang came back and cooked for him, put it on the table, and went to the field to be busy, Wang could not be idle at home, this season's farming was related to the family's harvest in a year. Wang knew that he couldn't delay, and his son still had to go out to do things sooner or later. It is enough for him to have the heart to support himself, and he can't hold him back. What's more, his Wang family has left so many secrets, has this baby endured, how can he reassure his mother when he thinks of this?

Wang Jin woke up from such a dazed sleep. The second dog didn't know when he came, Wang Jin came to his senses and knew that the second dog had come to see him. Wang Jin didn't want to complain about what happened last night. Privately revealed his information to Zhilan and Sanbao, and he didn't have a bad heart for the second dog, so forget it.

Seeing that Wang Jin was sick, Ergouzi estimated that the plan to catch snakes tomorrow would be ruined, so he went to inform the others. In the evening, Cao Bald rushed back from the township, and when he saw that Wang Jin's time in a day had changed so much, he comforted Wang Jin: Don't worry, let's take our time with something. Based on Cao Bald's understanding of Wang Jin, he felt that Wang Jin must have encountered something very difficult, and it was probably a matter of money.

Wang Jin felt a little sorry for these brothers, especially this Cao bald. I suddenly remembered the idea of snake medicine that my uncle helped make. Although it is different from many of the recipes I read on paper. But it's not something that can be obtained casually, and it's hard to get it for treating general venomous snake bites. took it out and gave it to Cao Baldzi, and told him in detail the method used and what kind of snake venom it could target. Wang Jin didn't expect Cao Bald to sell for money. Although this medicine is good, it has to be operated by a very clever doctor, not to mention whether you understand the specific medical theory, how can you have the same practical experience as yourself.

I didn't expect my illness to be so mild. I just remember that sometimes I am awake and sometimes I am confused. It seems that there are people walking around from time to time, as if there are quite a few people who have come.

On this day, my whole body was so hot that my whole body seemed to be roasted by charcoal. Suddenly, a spicy and bitter liquid came into his mouth. A cool sensation went straight from the throat to the stomach, and I couldn't remember anything later.

I don't know when, Wang Jin came to his senses. When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother sitting at the head of the bed, looking at him. Hurriedly asked Wang: What's the matter?

Wang saw that his son finally woke up, and his heart that had been hanging for the past few days fell to the ground: You have been sleeping for 3 days in a row, and you have a fever and talk nonsense, but your mother is in a hurry. The herbs your uncle found poured on you, and you just woke up. As he was talking, Uncle walked in from outside, saw Wang Jin wake up, nodded slightly, and then gave Wang a look, and Wang retreated.

Wang Jin's body was very weak, and he beckoned his uncle to sit. I suddenly remembered that I had slept for 3 days, and the white pig didn't eat, so I was afraid that I would have to rebel a long time ago. hesitated in his heart, and let his uncle understand this kid's mind a long time ago: You kid, now the bigger the person, the more eyes this heart has! Do you dare to hide something from me? Why didn't you tell me about stealing a little beast you didn't recognize?

Wang Jin was embarrassed and wanted to explain why he didn't tell his uncle, but he couldn't find a suitable reason for a while. Who is Uncle, do you still need to wait for you to speak: I take care of it, don't worry. I know what to feed.

Hearing his uncle say this, Wang Jin was very surprised, and said in his heart: Is it difficult, my uncle knows this thing. So he asked tentatively: Do you know what this white pig is?

Uncle originally wanted to teach this kid a good lesson, but seeing him like this, his heart softened: what a white pig, that thing is very rare, and you can't get one in a hundred years. Don't look at its long pig-like nose, it's silly, it's actually a very ruthless character. followed and muttered for a moment: As for the details of this thing, I can't tell you at this time.

Wang Jin saw that Uncle Guan was going to sell Guanzi, so he begged vigorously. But Uncle just didn't say it, and he couldn't help it. However, no matter what it is, I still feel that it is kind to call it a white pig.

Uncle didn't seem to care much about Wang Jin's illness, but it seemed that there was something else. This was quickly seen by Wang Jin. When Dad Wang Fu was alive, Uncle rarely came to his house. In my impression, before Wang Yun passed away, he divided the family for the two brothers. His aunt is a slammer who came to his grandmother's house, and his uncle is a well-known person in the village who is afraid of his wife, and he listens to his aunt for everything. In this regard, Wang Jin was very unimpressed. At this time, Uncle should have been here for a short time, just waiting for himself to come to his senses, could it be that it has something to do with the piece of paper that he received from his grandfather?

Soon there was an answer, Uncle cared about other things. At this time, Wang Jin didn't know that the things involved in this had put him on a completely unknown life path in the future. Uncle asked Wang Jin a very strange question without the slightest preparation: Do you know what zongzi is? When he asked this, Wang Jin clearly saw that in his uncle's eyes, which had always been indifferent to anything, it seemed that in just a second, something strange flashed. But this question is also too abrupt.

Zongzi, what zongzi? The zongzi eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival? Wang Jin didn't know why his uncle asked such an inexplicable question at this time, in this room, when he couldn't get out of bed when he was sick. Uncle quickly gave an answer, but he didn't say it explicitly, but in a negative way, which Wang Jin would continue to come into contact with later, but not from one person: Boy, you and I are a family. Don't pretend to be garlic with me, okay? When I said zongzi, you won't know it.

It's not a rice dumpling to eat, so what? Could it be...... Wang Jin subconsciously thought of that kind of thing, but he wasn't sure yet.