I know that compared with the two people in the car, what I know about the supernatural is really not worth mentioning, let alone taking action. So I said very modestly, "Can any of you explain your fate to me?" ”

Lao Yu looked at Chrissy in the rearview mirror, and Chrissy was a little restless, and the actions of these two people made me feel very bad, as if I had touched a secret that no one wanted to tell.

“Crysareyouallright?” Lao Yu actually spoke English, this Nima is definitely an outsider.

“I’mok!” Chrissy looked up at the old Yu's eyes in the rearview mirror and replied.

It's a pity that this Indian Ah San is too underestimated, you must know that the popularity of English in China is far from what he can imagine as an Indian. Just these two sentences in English, not to mention that I can understand it as a guy who watches American dramas, even if it is a child in elementary school, I can translate it correctly for you.

Chrissy took a few deep breaths, then clasped my hand and said to me, "Jia Shu, all I can tell you is to go with the flow and obey the arrangement of fate. Because, since a person is never born, God has already determined the person's thoughts, behaviors, and even fate, so it can be said that our life has already been properly arranged, and what we do is just what is destined to happen. ”

Seeing my dazed look, Chrissy continued to explain to me, "I know you're having a hard time accepting this fact right now, and I can give you the simplest example. ”

At this point, Chrissy clasped her hands and turned at me and asked, "How many fingers do you guess I have?" ”

"It's ten at the moment." I guessed what the other party was going to say next, this trick was used by the old monk who saved Duan Yu in Jin Yong's "Dragon Babu".

"You're smart, Jashu. It is true that it is ten at the moment, and this is the best answer. Because I can self-mutilate one or two fingers to get your answer wrong. If you think this is a change of fate, then you are wrong.

Heaven knew the final outcome of the matter long before I made a bet with you, so no matter what I do, I can't change the established facts, this is fate.

While God gave me the ability to read minds, it would also make me suffer more in exchange. He and I have been through so many things that we don't really want to talk about fate. ”

Chrissy glanced at me, immediately read my inner thoughts, and then said to me, "You don't have to think too much about how I feel now, if what happened to me and my family can help you get out of your confusion, I can tell you right now." ”

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded my head to accept Chrissy's help. Chrissy took a few deep breaths again, and then spoke: "From the first time you saw me, I knew that you had a question in your heart, that is, would a Chinese-American like me be willing to work for Meng Po?" The answer is simple, because I was destined to work for her. ”

Seeing my more confused expression, Chrissy smiled bitterly and continued: "Maybe in your opinion, this can't be considered the answer, maybe after listening to the story of me and my family, you will understand that this weishenme is the answer, and what fate is."

My parents, both of whom worked in the U.S. at universities and were both Chinese, came to the U.S. with freedom and dreams to find a space where they could use their talents.

Like many Chinese at the time, they started at the lowest level of work and didn't find a stable job at a university until I was born. I still have a torn suit at home, which my father did to earn his first pot of gold after he stepped off the plane.

When he was in China, his father was the pride of the sky, and he lived in his shijie like the moon in all hearts. But in the United States, he was nothing but his talent and ambitions, not even black, because the country was still very xenophobic, just like the Conservative Party in England.

After a day of searching, he found that there was no extra work to offer him.

Because he went to the United States at his own expense, his father was already shy in his pocket, and he was even reluctant to buy bread to satisfy his hunger. After a night of hunger and cold, my father finally let go of his pride and began to earn money by his strength.

The first job my father chose was to clean the car for others. It's the kind of work that people take the initiative to go up and clean the car as soon as their car stops, and they live entirely on the tips of the car owner. But even this kind of menial work has long been rushed by many outsiders, especially Mexicans.

My father stood stupidly in the parking lot outside the airport for a day with the bucket he bought and all kinds of car cleaning tools, and he didn't get a job, and in the final analysis, he still couldn't put his own shelf. When his tired father returned to the hotel, he began to think about what to do. Because in the long run, let alone studying, it would be good to be able to eat enough.

After another night, my father came up with a good idea, which was to wear his most haode suit to clean someone's car. Whenever a car stopped, my father would be the first to rush up, then tear off the sleeves or other parts of his suit, and start to wipe the car very seriously.

Americans are also human beings, and their first reaction when they see this situation is that the person is in trouble, so help if you can. My father took advantage of this compassion and raised his first pot of gold in the coming week. ”

Chrissy looked at me and said to me seriously, "I know what you're thinking, but what I'm going to tell you is that it's fate.

My father was destined to come to the United States, to go through the things that put down his self-esteem, relied on his brain, and then put his physical strength into action, and God had already arranged all this, and no one could change it.

If this story doesn't give you an idea of what fate is, then I'll tell you another story about my parents.

My mother was my father's college classmate, both of whom were Chinese, and they met while washing dishes in a restaurant. After getting to know each other, getting to know each other, to falling in love with each other, the two decided to rent a basement together to reduce the cost of rent.

My mother had just conceived me, and my father was writing his graduation thesis, when a fire broke out in the basement where they were. The fire consumed everything in it mercilessly, nothing else, and my parents didn't save any savings after all. But only on the table was my father's academic papers that had worked hard for more than half a year, and the loss caused was immeasurable.

The landlord didn't care because he was insured, and more or less compensated my parents with some money. But my father was sad all night, because it was about to be time to hand in his papers, and his half a year's hard work was destroyed in a fire.

But no matter what happens, life goes on. My father simply packed up the things that could still be used in the room, and then moved into an apartment in the school. My mother, on the other hand, was taken to the hospital because she was overly frightened by the fire.

There is an American proverb that translates to God is fair, and when He closes a door for you, he will leave you a window. Just when my father was tired of running every day at school, in a restaurant, and in a hospital, a trivial thing for Chinese changed my parents' lives. ”

to be continued