I said this sentence without a head, and it took my master a long time to react: "Too anxious? What's the hurry? ”

I plucked up my courage and said, "My dad said that this way you taught me is to help me grow by pulling seedlings, and my dad also said that twisted melons are not sweet." ”

The master was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What did your father say? Is this what your dad said? Bear child, there is no hair on his mouth, he has learned to talk nonsense first. As he spoke, Lao Chai Tou's expression became serious again: "Copy the Tao Te Ching, ten times!" ”

In the past, I didn't dare to talk back to Master no matter what, but the coercive teaching during that period really made me a little unbearable, and I was very stubborn at that time, looking at Master very stubbornly, and said in a very low voice, "Raise the seedlings." ”

Although my voice was small, there was no one else in the courtyard, and this voice reached my master's ears, and it was very clear.

My master glared on the spot: "What do you know! If you don't practice well now, when I take you back to the Soul Village next year to plant a coffin, you will ......."

Master glared at me, and after a long time, he still didn't finish his sentence, but just sighed heavily and went back to the house.

Since this incident, Master's demands on me have not only not relaxed, but have become stricter, and my pressure has become greater.

In such a day, I spent two whole years, from the age of eight to ten, and my master wanted to teach me almost all the secrets and techniques of keeping the right line. But because I learned so much, most of them I could only know a little bit about it, and some of them couldn't even tell a half of it, and I barely memorized it by rote memorization.

Until around February 97, the master said that he had something to go to Beijing, and before leaving, he instructed me to recite the Three Corpses Recipe and the Tao Te Ching every day, and I could not fall behind in the morning exercise.

During this period, my parents supervised my daily homework on behalf of Master, and both the school homework and the homework assigned by Master had to be supervised, so even during this half year, I was not much easier than usual.

Five months after my master left, just in time for Hong Kong's return to the motherland, that is, at the end of July of that year, a Hong Kong businessman from my family came to invest in his ancestral hometown.

When I got home from school that afternoon, I saw a black sedan at the mouth of the alley of the old family's home.

Actually, I don't know much about cars until now, but that car, at first glance, I know that it is a luxury car, because it is elongated, the front of the car is wide and large, and there is a golden statue of a little angel on the top of the front of the car.

And the license plate of that car is also different from other cars, most of the other license plates are white on a blue background, but the license plate of this car is white on a black background, such a license plate and the black body are matched together, which looks particularly harmonious.

At that time, I wondered if my master had come back, not only to come back, but also to get such a special car. But if you think about it again, it's not right, with my master's simple character, he would never get such an eye-catching car back.

With a lot of questions, I got home, and as soon as I entered the yard, I heard someone talking in the house.

The person who spoke was not my father, he spoke with a very thick southern accent: "I'm here to take a look, hey, Da Ga is a pot friend, Brother Zuo shouldn't work so hard." ”

I forgot to mention that Zhao Shibo, who is from my Yuxian lineage, also speaks with a southern accent, but when it comes to Mandarin, it is much more standard than the people in the room. Although my Uncle Zhao has a little accent, he will never say that he is just himself, and he will not say that everyone is Daga, let alone say that his friends are friends.

However, although the accent in the room was very strong, there was a kind of enthusiasm in his voice that was hard to refuse.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw my dad sitting on the couch, talking and laughing with a man in a suit and leather shoes.

At first, when I was outside, I thought that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, but then I realized that he was a young man. He is very fair, and his facial features, whether it are eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth, are very exquisite. Such facial features are matched with a face shape between the national character face and the goose egg face, which suddenly shows a rare handsomeness, and in this handsomeness, there is also a male unique male charm.

When he saw me coming in, he smiled and asked my father, "Is this your son?" ”

My dad nodded proudly: "My son, he will be ten years old after the Chung Yeung Festival. ”

The young man looked at me with wide eyes: "Wow, it's not yet the age of the play, your son is so big." As he spoke, he walked over to me again, took a bracelet from his wrist, stuffed it into my hand, and said to me with a smile: "The first time we met, Uncle Nai, I didn't prepare a gift, this string of agarwood beads, I don't rush to pay a few dollars, you take it, don't dislike it." ”

My dad also quickly stood up, snatched the agarwood bracelet from my hand, and stuffed it to the young man: "No, no, no, how can I accept your things, no, no, you take it back, take it back." ”

The young man pushed my dad for a while, grinned and said, "Brother Zuo, don't be polite." We are all friends in Daga, you see you like this, if I have anything to do in the future, it will not be easy to find you. You're welcome, oh, you're welcome. ”

My dad is not a good person after all, and after the two of them passed the buck to each other a few times, my dad still asked me to put away the agarwood bracelet.

In the evening, my mother fried a lot of vegetables, and the situation of our family at that time could be said to be poor and white, that is, the beef and mutton used in the evening stir-frying, which was also taken by my mother to my master's house.

Before leaving, Master left the house keys and some traps for my mother, so that my mother could regularly purchase beef and mutton and store it in the refrigerator at Master's house. If there are guests at home, you can use some of them, of course, most of these beef and mutton are reserved for me to nourish my body.

Although after all these years of getting along, Master has already become a part of our family, but my mother said that these meats are borrowed from Lao Chai Tou, and they will have to pay it back in the future, even if they don't pay it back, when the family situation is better in the future, they will have to find other ways to repay Lao Chai Tou.

Although the days at that time were hard, my parents never gave up hope, in their eyes, as long as they settled down and worked steadfastly, the future life will be better after all.

And the arrival of Hong Kong businessmen, for my parents, may also mean that our family's hard life is coming to an end.

During the meal, my dad talked a lot with the Hong Kong businessman, and I learned that the Hong Kong businessman's name was Luo Youfang, and like me, he also had the word "yes" in his name. However, his name has nothing to do with Jisoul Village, according to his own words, their family has reached his generation, and it should have been the "Ping" generation, but his father always felt that this word was bland, which seemed to mean that with such a word in the name, the future business would not be much better.

Later, his father thought about it for a long time before giving him the name Luo Youfang, hoping that he could think of a way to resolve any difficulties he encountered in the future.

He said that his father was born and raised in Hong Kong, but his grandfather's ancestral home was in our small county, and when his grandfather died, what he missed most in his heart was the well in his hometown and the yellow earth that had nurtured his ancestors for generations. It is precisely for this reason that as soon as Hong Kong returned to the motherland, he was entrusted by his father to return to his hometown to invest.

And this time when he came back, he happened to have some business contacts with my father's factory, and my father was in charge of the factory's finances at that time.

At that time, the economic situation of the mainland was incomparable with that of Hong Kong, and it was a relatively rare thing for Hong Kong businessmen to invest in the mainland. At that time, the director of the factory took Luo Youfang as the God of Wealth, and when Luo Youfang said that he wanted to come to my house to see, my father originally refused, not because he didn't want to entertain others, but the situation of our family at that time, for a rich man like Luo Youfang, it can indeed be regarded as poor.

But I couldn't bear the factory director to let my dad entertain him well, so my dad reluctantly took Luo Youfang to our house.

After eating a meal, I found that although Luo Youfang always makes people feel very enthusiastic when he speaks, but in his bones, he is a very humble person, and he is very humble to ask my father for advice on many financial matters, and there is no such publicity as I imagined.

At that time, it seemed to me that the rich must have been very flamboyant and unscrupulous. After seeing Luo Youfang, I realized that in fact, the real billionaire is more modest than others in many ways. Their ability to make money often comes from such humility.

Of course, this is only my initial impression of Luo Youfang.

That night, Luo Youfang drank too much, he was different from my dad when he drank, when my dad drank liquor, he could only take small sips and drink, but Luo Youfang drank, one by one, pouring wine into his mouth like boiled water. Looking at the way he drank, I suspected that he didn't feel the pungency of the liquor at all.

At first, we all thought that Luo Youfang was particularly good at drinking, and we didn't stop him, but on the contrary, my dad persuaded him to drink two more drinks from time to time. But with a pound of wine, Luo Youfang couldn't do it, his body was weak, and he almost got under the table.

That night, Luo Youfang almost vomited his stomach, and then my father fed him water, and as soon as he drank the water, he "vomited" and even vomited out all the wine and water.

Luo Youfang saw that he couldn't leave, so my parents gave up their bedroom to him, and I squeezed into the cot in the north room for the night.

When I went to school the next day, my dad didn't go to work either, so he stayed at home with Luo Youfang.

When I came home from school at noon, Luo Youfang had already left, and I heard my father say that Luo Youfang was in a hurry, as if there was something going on in Hong Kong, and he was in a hurry to recruit him back.

I haven't seen Luo Youfang for a long time since then, but some of the things that happened after that were all related to him.

Soon after Luo Youfang left, Beishi Primary School became a sports school, Nanshi Primary School was expanded, and all grades moved there.