Chapter 278: Tears
It's been three years in the blink of an eye, and Hetu has begun to run around, and everyone who has seen it says that this child has an aura, but there is one point, at the age of three, he has not opened his mouth to speak. When he is happy, the child will grin, and when he is unhappy, he will only keep his head shut and never cry.
The family also took the child to see many places, and the doctors said that the child was fine and there was nothing wrong. In those years, Khunbu had begun to pay attention to reducing what to see, and he thought that all this was a punishment given to him by God.
When Hatu was four years old, Khunbu's only son contracted leukemia, a disease that almost meant death at that time. After a year of struggling with the disease, his son also died, leaving his grandson and grandson to rely on each other.
These events over the years have caused this unfortunate family to be in high debt, and as a last resort, he has sold his house and land, but all the things that are worth some money in the family have been sold.
One night before moving out of the big tiled house that had just been built a few years ago, Tong Kunbu broke the peachwood sword in front of the portrait of the ancestor Ye, that is, the next day, Hetu spoke for the first time and called him a crisp "grandpa". The immature voice made Kun Bu hold his grandson in pain, and after taking him to incense the deceased relatives, the grandfather and grandson moved to the current place. It was from that time that Tong Kunbu began to fall ill, he was always a fragile old man who could not withstand the blows one after another.
In the past few years, the dog master took the time to send some food, they were not only childhood playmates, but also hard-working people, and the dog master always felt that he owed Kun Bu a love.
Listening to the dog master talk about these past events, Cha Wenbin couldn't help but think of himself, it seems that the two have the same fate, is this the fate of a Taoist priest who asks the sky?
If there is a heavenly opportunity, someone will crack it. Some people use the cracked heavenly machine to make money, while others use it to save people. If everyone has their own arranged numerology, which is destined from birth, wouldn't everyone become a doll of God?
Cha Wenbin firmly believes that Taoist priests do not simply face the scriptures all day long, and realize themselves will become enlightened. If the Tao is used to cross himself, not to the world, then he would rather not be this Taoist priest himself.
Cha Wenbin silently prepared some things for the evening, these procedures were not unfamiliar to him, and he was very familiar with them. Seeing this, the dog master also took some paper and put it on his lap to fold the ingots, Cha Wenbin saw that his old eyes were shining with tears, and asked, "This stack of ingots was also taught to you by Uncle Kunbu, right?" ”
The dog master didn't answer, but said with tears in his eyes: "I made my parents angry to death, I always want to give them some good ones, and now I want to give him some good ones." ”
This Chinese New Year's Eve meal is tasteless.
The meaning of the dog master was originally to go over after eating, but Cha Wenbin suggested that he should leave after the point, when people are dying, there are too many things to think about, and people will be disturbed when they go, so let him go quietly.
At about five o'clock in twelve, Cha Wenbin and the dog master were already guarding the courtyard of the small dilapidated house, and the fireworks in the village not far away began to shoot into the sky in the wind and snow, and suddenly pulled this quiet village into a thick festival.
Hetu's cry was very small, so small that it was completely covered by the sound of these firecrackers, Cha Wenbin pushed the door in, and the white-haired old man at the head of the bed had closed his eyes, quiet and kind, maybe at this moment, the Taoist priest really let go of the knot in his heart.
The old Taoist priest who has spent a lifetime will be overtaken by a younger generation today, and the Taoist generation is passed down from generation to generation, but the incense seems to be burning weaker and weaker, and there are too few people who are willing to do things with conscience.
In the past, according to the rules, those who passed away in the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve had to keep it secret, covered it with a quilt, and covered it until the third day of the first lunar month before the white mourning began. This is because the Chinese New Year is a festive festival, and no one wants to have to go to a funeral on the first day of the new year.
But the Tong family is a forgotten corner of this village, it seems that his death is dispensable news for everyone, since he fell ill, in addition to the old bachelor of the dog master, Cha Wenbin is the first guest of this family in five years.
Three firecrackers were lifted into the air one after another, and the poor sound was instantly drowned in the fireworks flying in the sky, and no one would notice that the old man of the Tong family who had helped them tell their fortunes and read feng shui had passed away on this cold night.
The dog master helped Cha Wenbin remove the crumbling door panel, and wanted to find two benches to build a platform, but found that this family really had nothing.
In order to make him walk decently, the two of them removed the only piece of furniture in the house: the bed, so that they could get some shelves. Before entering the coffin, it is generally placed on the door panel, and when the coffin comes, it has to be stopped for two days. This is because before entering the coffin, the feeling to the relatives is that he just fell asleep, and it is generally believed that only those who enter the coffin can be regarded as truly deceased.
In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, all the people rested, even the coffin shop they went to look for, and it was closed. The carpenter in the village said that even if there was wood, no matter how much money he gave him today, he would not take the job, and he would be unlucky.
There is still a coffin in the dog's house, he has no old age, no young below, and even has to prepare it for himself in the end. So when I was young, I still had a little spare money in my bag, so I got myself a coffin, and I had already transported it to Tong's house with Cha Wenbin on a two-wheeled cart before.
Hetu just cried, hugging his grandfather's body, which had begun to get cold, and cried so much that even Cha Wenbin's heart broke. Looking at this old brother, he wondered if he would be like this in a few decades.
Picking up the child, Cha Wenbin coaxed him and said that grandpa was just asleep, and when the snow outside melted and the flowers on the ridge bloomed, grandpa would wake up.
The dog master said that he was going to inform the people in the village, but Cha Wenbin stopped him, the Chinese New Year's Eve, or let others have a happy year, go, others have to scold you behind your back, really have a heart, Ming'er obituary, should come or come.
White is the main color of this season, and it is said that snow makes a good year, but such snowflakes are more like strings of paper copper coins falling from the sky in Cha Wenbin's view. In the yard, Cha Wenbin stretched out his hand to catch a big snowflake, and it didn't take long for it to melt in the palm of his hand.
This is the ultimate destination of a Taoist priest, with four walls and a lonely family. Cha Wenbin took out a handful of blank paper money and threw it into the sky, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Kunbu seniors go all the way!" "The paper money fell with the snowflakes and flew to every corner of the yard. To talk about this kind of dead person scene, Cha Wenbin is commonplace, why does he cry, just because the old man is a Taoist priest like him.
At the door, a pair of black and white couplets written by Cha Wenbin have been pasted, and the upper couplet: Taomu sealed the sword qi that was all over the world; The next link is: Huang Liang fell into the dream of Junxing overnight!
There are no suona gongs and drums that blow and sing, there is no howling and earth-shaking crying spirit brigade, and there is no wreath lined up continuously, when Tong Kunbu died, there was not even a shroud at home. Cha Wenbin didn't want this senior to go too shabby, and went through every corner of the house, wearing this patch on his body, and the jacket with the cotton already empty was already more decent.
For a Taoist priest who is really capable, he wants to make money, which is actually easier than anything else.
In the end, Cha Wenbin turned out the Taoist robe he brought out from home, which was also the one he wore in front of his master and asked the dog master to change it for his brother.
The dog man cried so much, he said, when he wiped Kunbu's body, he found that there was only a handful of bones left in his thin body, which was hungry.
made a filial piety dress for Xiaohetu with a white cloth, this child is sensible, and insists on kowtowing to Cha Wenbin and the dog master, this kind of scene can not bear to continue even if Cha Wenbin, who has seen through life and death.
The dog master hugged the child and cried, while Cha Wenbin stood at the door and looked at the sky and cried, he couldn't help but want to shout: Who did we offend as Taoist priests?
Just when he was sad, Xiaohetu cried and ran over to pull Cha Wenbin's trouser legs, Cha Wenbin looked down and saw that the child stretched out a pair of dirty hands, and there was a red envelope in the palm of his hand, which was the New Year's money that the dog master gave him just now.
Hetu choked up and said in a childish voice: "Uncle, I have money here, can you help grandpa buy a pair of shoes." ”
Cha Wenbin turned his head to see that the corpse on the wooden board was still barefoot, and because of the cold, the entire soles of his feet had almost been frozen and cracked.
Squatting down slowly, Cha Wenbin held the child's head and gently pressed it into his arms and said, "In the future, Uncle will take you to buy new shoes for your grandfather every year." ”