"Zihuan, my mother's illness is still good and bad, but overall it is quite stable, I hope Grandpa Qi can also get better slowly, you have to have confidence. Also, I am already engaged to Liu Xinbo, and I will get married when I graduate. He is very good to me, and I hope to get your blessing. ”

Qi Zihuan stared at the QQ message on the computer screen, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Due to the narrow entrance, the small shop without a signboard cannot let in a little sunlight at all, which makes it look particularly cold and infiltrating. Under the dim light, some incense, candles, paper money, and wreaths were messily placed.

Qi Zihuan sat in the deepest part of the store, staring blankly at a dusty and dilapidated computer, as lifeless as the paper men and paper horses around him.

After burying his grandfather, he returned to the town from the old house in the mountains with the box. Grief in his heart, he wanted to turn on the computer and talk to Xiao Hui, who was studying in the provincial capital, but he received a message from the other party first.

She's engaged.

The Qi family and the grandfather did not have any close friends in the town, but they had a deep relationship with Huang Ji Buzhuang, which was diagonally opposite the store.

Buzhuang's old yellow head is Qi Zihuan's grandfather's chess friend, and when the two stinky chess baskets are fine, they often set up a small table in front of the store to fight until dark.

And Xiao Hui, the granddaughter of Lao Huangtou, has been Qi Zihuan's playmate and classmate since he moved to town.

The cute girl with pigtails jumped in front of her, turned her head suddenly, and beckoned to the boy Zihuan who had just left the mountain to hurry up and go to school.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, this is 12 years.

Later, Qi Zihuan failed the college entrance examination, and his grades were only enough for three books, so he chose to go back to the store to help his elderly grandfather take care of the business.

Xiaohui has excellent grades and was admitted to a university in the provincial capital, which has been born and settled Peugeot Xiao Nizi still returns to the town every winter and summer vacation, saying that she helps her mother sell cloth, but in fact, most of them rely on Qi Zihuan's store to help make some novel paper - iPhone with charger set is her idea.

The book says that there are two little guesses, but that's probably it. Qi Zihuan thought about it more than once.

Perhaps the past two years have been unfavorable, and the town, which has never been hazy, has begun to be hazy day by day. More than a year ago, Xiaohui's grandfather died suddenly of myocardial infarction at home, and later Qi Zihuan's grandfather was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer, and then Xiaohui's mother, who had been working hard after the divorce, was also hospitalized due to illness.

When he was still in the town hospital, Qi Zihuan would visit Xiaohui's mother every time he went to the hospital pharmacy to get medicine for his grandfather.

I saw a middle-aged woman with a sturdy body becoming thinner and thinner due to some kind of disease, and her head became sometimes clear and sometimes confused.

Xiaohui took a few months off school to take care of her mother in the hospital, and in those days, the two of them had their own relatives to take care of, and they occasionally met and sighed about the impermanence of life.

The town hospital was never able to diagnose the specific cause of Xiaohui's mother, and later Xiaohui, a college senior who had graduated, heard about it, and through the relationship between the family in the provincial hospital, Xiaohui's mother was transferred to the provincial hospital for treatment, and also helped pay a lot of treatment expenses.

Until a while ago, Qi Zihuan's grandfather's illness worsened, and he was cremated after his death and returned to his hometown for burial. After careful calculation, Qi Zihuan has not contacted Xiaohui for more than a month.

What can I do?

……

In Qi Zihuan's more than 20 years of simple and boring life, his grandfather is like the big locust tree in the old house, always standing behind him, sheltering him from the wind and rain.

And Xiao Hui on the other side of the street is like the sun, jumping and sprinkling beside him, warm, inadvertently making the whole world full of life.

Now the trees have fallen, and the sun is hidden.

Qi Zihuan felt that he was suddenly lost in the middle of a gray haze, with no direction or strength, just walking slowly step by step, unable to get out, and not very eager to go out.

He didn't reply to Xiaohui's QQ message, and he didn't even touch the computer again. He spent most of his days in a small room in the middle of the shop, either sleeping or waiting for sleep in a daze, and when he was really hungry and thirsty, he got up and took running water and expired bread piled up at the bedside to keep himself from dying.

After more than half a month like this walking corpse, the store and the living room were already in arrears and the power was cut off, and Qi Zihuan, who was going to drink water barefoot, accidentally kicked the wooden box next to the bed.

The sharp pain in his right toe made him fall on the bed clutching his feet, tears streaming down involuntarily, his mouth wide open but no sound, only heavy panting.

After crying so silently for a long time, suddenly he let go of his right foot, held the pillow with both hands, rubbed his head into the pillow, and began to cry.

The real howling and crying, the voice was particularly huge in the cramped darkness, as if the strength that had disappeared for more than half a month had returned to the body, and then through the squeezing of the chest, it suddenly burst out of the throat.

I don't know how long I cried, Qi Zihuan finally got tired of crying, and the howl became a sobbing sound, and then gradually disappeared.

……

The door of the store reopened, Qi Zihuan squinted his swollen eyes to adapt to the light outside, turned into the room and wiped his face with cold water, and moved the wooden box to a better place near the door.

He figured it out, he still had to live his life, whether it was grandpa or Xiaohui, he wouldn't want him to live like a half-human ghost in the past half a month.

Check out what's in the box left by your grandfather, then pay off your electricity bill, reopen your shop, and try to earn money to pay off all the debts he borrowed from his neighbors when he was seriously ill within a year.

Qi Zihuan is a meticulous and introverted character, and once he sobers up, he immediately makes a plan for himself for a year.

As for Xiaohui, it can only be blessed. He knew that no matter how hard he worked to earn money, he would not be able to afford the cost of treatment in a provincial hospital in the short term.

Using a screwdriver to pry open the rusty lock, he opened the wooden box. There weren't many things in the box, a pocket wooden tower, a blackened wooden sword, a paper booklet, and a piece of rice paper with a few lines of words written on it.

He recognized his grandfather's handwriting on the rice paper, and saw that it was written: "Zhaori Pagoda, out of which you can suppress demons and subdue demons." There are three mirrors on the tower, one is called the sun, and the authenticity can be revealed; One is called Kunlun, which can mess with yin and yang; One is called Haotian, which can determine life and death. ”

Looks amazing! He hurriedly picked up the pocket wooden tower and studied it carefully, only to see that the tower was in the shape of a hexagonal pavilion, slightly higher than the palm of an adult's hand, with a total of seven layers, and there was a glazed treasure vase on the top of the tower, and the treasure vase was evenly inlaid with a bronze mirror with three large nails around the vase. The bronze mirror is chaotic, don't explain the authenticity, chaos of yin and yang, life and death, and even the figure is not clear.

If someone walks into the store at this time, they will definitely refresh the three views. I saw Qi Zihuan holding the pagoda in his right hand, stepping on the seven stars, and chanting in his mouth: "Linglong Pagoda...... No, Zhaori Pagoda, become bigger, big ......"

What tender model scanning code, what selling meat marketing, are all weak. This shop uses cos tota Li Tianwang to sell incense candles and paper money.

This shop, awesome!