And this photographic experience also left the only photo in my master's life.

When I left the basement, I also heard the sound of the quarrel between the master and Grandpa Li behind me, I remember that the master seemed to want to snatch Grandpa Li's camera at that time, but Grandpa Li was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

It wasn't until I was about to graduate from junior high school that Grandpa Li mailed me Master's photo, and he knew some of the rules of Jisoul Village, and this photo was taken for me, in order to leave me a memory after my master was 100 years old.

In the next two days, Grandpa Li and Liang Houzai have been living in the hotel, and I heard Grandpa Li say that he came this time to temporarily entrust Liang Houzai to my master, he said that he was going to a far away place, and it was inconvenient to take his apprentice, and he also said that he would come back in a while.

At that time, when Grandpa Li said these words, he always had a joking tone. It was only later that I heard my master say that Grandpa Li ran away this time to escape from the enemy, and the money that my master asked Senior Brother Zhuang to withdraw was also given to him. He walked for as little as ten years and as long as decades. Master also instructed me that during the time when Grandpa Li was taking refuge, I would treat Liang Houzai like a relative.

As for Liang Houzai, he knew his master's character very well, he hadn't spoken much for two days, and he ate very little during meals, but Grandpa Li never asked more about it.

The twenty-third day of the lunar month in 1997 is an unforgettable day for Liang Houzai, this day is the day he and Grandpa Li are separated.

I still remember it vividly. That morning, before dawn, Grandpa Li packed up his salute and sent it to the bus station by my senior brother Zhuang, and my master and I went to the station, and Liang Houzai followed.

Along the way, Grandpa Li and my master talked and laughed, and the two also agreed to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together next year, as if Grandpa Li would really come back in a year, but Liang Houzai never spoke.

When Grandpa Li walked towards the bus station with a salute on his back, Liang Houzai followed silently behind him, without saying a word, just silently.

He followed Grandpa Li through the crowd and came to the platform of the bus station, the earliest train had already arrived at the station, and when Grandpa Li got on the bus, Liang Houzai also grabbed the handle on the door and wanted to follow.

Grandpa Li turned his head, forcefully pulled Liang Houzai's hand away, pushed him out of the car door, and said to Liang Houzai with a joking face: "What are you doing here, I'll be back soon." During this time, you can follow your Grandpa Chai with peace of mind, hey, this old guy is rich, what you want, let him buy it for you, hehe. ”

After saying this, Grandpa Li didn't care about Liang Houzai anymore, and got into the car without turning his head.

Liang Houzai looked at the car door without saying a word, until about half past six, when the car was about to start, the car door slowly closed, and then Liang Houzai suddenly went crazy and squeezed into the car along the gap in the door.

This frightened the driver in the car and hurriedly opened the door for him, but Grandpa Li suddenly appeared in front of the car door, slapped Liang Houzai in the face, pointed to the place where Master and I were standing, and yelled at Liang Houzai: "Get out!" ”

Master and I hurriedly ran over, and saw Liang Houzai looking at Grandpa Li very aggrievedly, tears bursting the embankment, and a large stream of water welled up.

The bus eventually drove away, and Liang Houzai squatted on the platform, tearing his throat and crying loudly. I didn't know how to persuade him, but I stood beside him with my hands and feet clenched.

My master patted Liang Houzai on the back and watched the bus drift away.

When the bus was about to leave the bus station, I saw Grandpa Li roll down the window, as if he wanted to shout at my master, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and finally reached out and hugged my master's fist.

My master nodded to him and whispered, "Rest assured." ”

With such a distance, Grandpa Li may not be able to hear my master's words, but I think he must be able to know Master's mind.

After Grandpa Li left, Liang Houzai's whole person was like losing his mind, and when my master picked him up, his eyes were dull.

After returning to the hotel, Master told me that Liang Houzai had no parents and that his master had raised him single-handedly.

For him, his master is his biological parents.

After Grandpa Li left, we stayed in the local area for another two days, and during those two days, Master and Brother Zhuang were rarely in the hotel, and Uncle Xia and they did not show up again.

Before the Chinese New Year, Master took Liang Houzai and me back to Shandong, and Senior Brother Feng set off a day earlier than us.

During the Spring Festival this year, my uncle also came to our house for the New Year, and my master cooked a lot of good dishes. But Liang Houzai never seemed to have recovered from that parting, and even during the Chinese New Year, he rarely spoke.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Senior Brother Feng's son descended in the delivery room of the county hospital, Master took me and Liang Houzai to celebrate Senior Brother Feng, I once met Senior Brother Feng's wife, she was a very delicate woman, when we arrived at the hospital, her face was full of prostration, and she was sleeping deeply.

My Senior Brother Feng was holding the baby in his arms and kept smirking at us.

When I came out of the hospital, my master also told me that my sister-in-law's parents were both teachers, and she was born in a scholarly family with a strong smell of ink. Because of the nature of Senior Brother Feng's work, my sister-in-law has suffered a lot with my Senior Brother Feng over the years, and even encountered gangsters coming to seek revenge. But she never complained about anything, and she and my Senior Brother Feng were married for ten years before they had their first child.

After talking about my sister-in-law, Master suddenly looked at me with a wicked smile and said, "Your Senior Brother Feng is a blessed person. In the future, if you are looking for a wife, you will have to find such a wife. ”

Master's words were inexplicable.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Master also took me to the playground of Nanshi Elementary School to worship the river god of the infant river.

The Spring Festival of 98 passed in a blink of an eye, and after the fifteenth day of the first month, it didn't take long for school to start. Liang seems to be younger than me, but he is actually the same age as me and in the fourth grade, but he is not in the same class as me.

After winter, there is a new round of four seasons, and the days are still passing day by day.

At that time, in addition to practicing with my master, I was also like children of the same age, worrying about unfinished homework every day. But fortunately, I now have two more partners, whether it is practicing or doing homework, I have Liang Houzai to accompany me, and Xian'er will also pop up from time to time and talk to me for a while.

Since the last time I was beaten by my master for stealing money, Xian'er has become a lot more restrained, and she no longer instigated me to do bad things, and I have gradually become accustomed to her existence. Sometimes, she would also tell me some weird stories in the old forests of Northeast China, although they were not as vivid as my master's story, but I still enjoyed listening to them.

My tablemate is still Liu Shangang, who chatters all day long, and occasionally when there is little homework on weekends, he will come to my house to play. But every time Liu Shangang came to look for me, Liang Houzai hid in the house and didn't come out, he didn't like to deal with strangers very much, and he didn't have any friends at school.

Before I went to junior high school, there wasn't much intersection between Yoo Sang-ang and Liang Houzai.

From the beginning of 98 to the middle of the year, nothing happened that made me remember very deeply, I just remember that one day my dad lost his wallet, before Brother Zhuang said, our family will be bankrupt this year, I thought my dad lost his wallet, this wealth, even if it is broken, anyway, my dad does not have much money in his wallet.

But I only remember what Senior Brother Zhuang said, but I forgot the solemn expression on my master's face when he said this.

On a mid-June afternoon, my dad secretly took the family's passbook and lost what little savings he had left that night.

That's when I learned that from May of this year, my dad became addicted to gambling!

I really don't want to think about this experience. During that time, my dad and my mom, who had always gotten along well, started to quarrel loudly every night, and sometimes, my dad would stay home all night long, and my mom would cry in the yard.

During that time, there were often some bastard-looking people in our family, and every time they came, they would hold IOUs one by one, saying that my dad owed debts outside.

I know why my dad gambled, he hasn't made any money all these years, and he's anxious. I thought that I could get rich overnight by gambling. But ever since he became addicted to gambling, he has been losing money and in debt. When I was a child, I didn't understand it, but when I grew up and thought about it carefully, I realized that those bastard-looking people were all creditors who put up ~ interest ~ loans.

For this, my master saw it, but he didn't help my father, only when someone came to the house to ask for debts, my master would stay in our house, afraid that something would happen to our mother.

Master said, "This is the sin that my father has created, when will his father repent, when will he be able to take action?"

At that time, our family sold out almost everything that could be sold for money, televisions, furniture, and even the dowry that my mother had brought over, but it still couldn't plug my dad's hole.

There are some words, originally I didn't plan to write down, but in view of this experience, I must say more, gambling is really a bottomless pit, once you fall in, it is difficult to climb out again, I advise everyone not to be curious about gambling, let alone think of using this method to turn over overnight, can't turn over.

In fact, our family is quite good, after all, my dad's gambling addiction is not out of his nature, on the last night of September, my dad, who had disappeared for a whole month, suddenly came home, saw the dilapidated scene of the house, and squatted at the door of the house and cried silently.

This turmoil of wealth came and went quickly.