Chapter 40: Sharpen a knife

The night came quickly, and it wasn't long before it was dusk, and Claude was sharpening his knives in the garage, and in spite of the grinding wheels, he was sharpening them little by little with a whetstone.

Claude's father, that Mr. Ke used to be a soldier, and he only started business after he was discharged from the army, and he was a cook when he was a recruit, not to mention anything else, the kung fu on the knife is absolutely very numb.

Mr. Lao Ke likes kitchen knives, and he also likes to maintain kitchen knives, and he prefers to sharpen knives.

His kitchen knives are all custom-made, with good steel mouths, and they are very heavy. On the day Claude turned eighteen, Mr. Elder picked up Claude early in the morning and let him learn to sharpen knives with him.

A whetstone, a kitchen knife, a basin of water, Lao Ke gently splashed the water on the whetstone, picked up the knife and rubbed it little by little, then splashed a little water and rubbed it again.

It was the first day that Claude had just regained the memories of his past life, and it was also the first day that he truly understood life.

Mr. Ke sharpened it for a while, handed the kitchen knife to Claude, and asked him to give it a try, but unfortunately he was wrong as soon as he got started.

Mr. Lao Ke taught little by little, and took the trouble to demonstrate, Claude listened little by little, and it was grinding for an hour, Lao Ke nodded with a smile, lit a cigarette, stood up and took a deep breath, and said something to Claude with a smile.

"Boy, your dad and I don't have much education, and I haven't gone to school much, but there are really a lot of things that people have seen go by." Mr. Ke smashed his mouth, as if he was tasting the taste of cigarettes in his mouth, and as if he was realizing his life.

"As for me, I have come through the ups and downs in this life, the hard days have passed, and the blessings have been enjoyed, I don't owe anything to the family, just to your mother." Lao Ke took a deep puff of cigarette again, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke rings.

Smoke lingered in the air, as if choking on smoke, and the corners of Lao Ke's eyes began to moisten.

"That year, your mother came to our country, and they came to guide and study, and at that time, it was just in time for our cooperation with Big Brother, and she was a military doctor. I'm a rookie cook. ”

Lao Ke's mouth gradually raised, as if recalling the situation back then: "What about me, don't say anything else, I just recognized one thing to the end, I fell in love with your mother at a glance, and then I chased after it with all my might." Later, the relationship between the two countries deteriorated, and your mother was transferred back to China, and guess what, I was stunned to chase after it! ”

Claude looked up at his father's flying expression, he also had mixed feelings, he listened to this story several times, but every time he listened to it, he felt that his father was great. When I was young, I dared to cross the national border for love, this kind of thing can definitely be written into a novel and sold.

"Boy, you haven't learned your father's other skills, but you are more ruthless than your father!" Old Ke's voice began to become stern, he looked down at his son, his mouth was gradually raised, Claude didn't know if his father was happy or unhappy, he couldn't understand this old guy anymore.

"Fight, hum, brawl, haha, your mother still dares to stab people with a knife, you kid, it's quite ruthless, are you going to shoot next?" Old Ke's eyebrows fluttered on his forehead, and the expression seemed to be genetic, Claude had seen it from his grandfather, and he himself would do the same, which was a manifestation of the complexity of his heart.

Mr. Ke threw the cigarette butt on the ground and ran it over with his foot. The stepmother not far away saw it, and she had already begun to teach the old man why not to throw it in the ashtray before the change, but this time she didn't say a word and stood far away.

She knew that it was a conversation between two men; She didn't leave because she was worried that the old man would beat the child again in anger. The old man is not distressed, but she is still distressed as a stepmother.

"Do you know why you were asked to sharpen your knives?" Lao Ke spoke again, and Claude immediately shook his head obediently in agreement, he was not afraid of others, he was really afraid of this father, and he would fight his son as if he was not his own.

"You fuck, with your temper, you should have sharpened it a long time ago!" Lao Ke likes to explode when he is excited, and he can't change this problem in his life, even if he goes out to talk about business.

"I used to spoil you, that was to see that you were still a child, but now that you are eighteen years old, you have grown up, I will discipline you well!"

Claude wanted to say in his heart: You haven't spoiled me before, and you used to discipline me with a stick, but this sentence was suffocated in his heart and he didn't dare to say it, who knows if the old man will pick up something and hit it, don't forget, the kitchen knife in front of him.

"Did you know that kitchen knives have two sides, one side facing outwards and one side facing inwards? You have the knife in your right hand, and the inward side is aimed at your fingers, so you have to sharpen it flat. ”

Claude understood what this meant, and Lao Ke had already taught him just now that the angle of the knife edge should be sharpened to a larger extent on the inner side, so that it is not easy to cut his fingers when chopping vegetables. The other side of the kitchen knife should be sharpened at a smaller angle, so that the cut will not stick to the knife.

"Do you know why kitchen knives have two sides? I don't know? I don't know what you think, I can't say the truth, but I know that your temper is like this kitchen knife, when you sharpen both sides, you can be considered a person! ”

Mr. Ke's word "person" was particularly heavy, and at the same time, he pointed his finger at Claude's face fiercely, and nodded several times before withdrawing his finger.

That scene is very deep in Claude's memory, it was the first scene after recovering his memory, and it was also the scene that emerged as soon as he picked up the kitchen knife.

Since then, the kitchen knife at home has been sharpened by Claude, who was not impressed at first. I think that when I was in my previous life, I hadn't seen anything, and I said a lot of big things, and if I wanted to talk about wheel-tongued skins, there were few who could compare to him.

But now, as far as this knife sharpening, the more he sharpened it, the more uncomfortable he became, until a week later, he sharpened a knife, and then Lao Ke took it back and asked him to sharpen it again.

By the time of the third knife, Claude was used to it, and he was no longer irritable, and even a little calm, a little enlightened.

It's subtle, it's calm, it's exhilarating, but it's also indescribable. That day, Lao Ke came back from a business trip, looked at Claude, and then stopped him without saying a word, and shouted loudly: "Mom, fry two good dishes, warm a pot of wine, and we will have a good drink!" ”

I drank more than one pot of wine that day, but the food didn't move much. That day, Claude had a rare sight of his father getting drunk, this old man drank very well, and he rarely got drunk when he went out to drink, but that day he poured the wine into his mouth.

At the end of the drink, this strong man began to cry with a handful of snot and tears, muttering his ex-wife's name in his mouth, saying that he had given her an explanation.

That day, his stepmother kept watching the two from a distance, pulling her sister Anna to let her go to play with her classmates, and then Claude saw that her stepmother kept wiping her tears and showing a smile. It's bitter and sweet.

Claude didn't drink much that day, the wine went into his father's mouth, and he didn't cry that day, not a single tear fell.

That day, he really began to think of this home as his own.

On that day, whether it was the memories of his previous life or the feelings he feels now, he really fused together.

That day, he went from a boy to a man in real sense!

Reclaiming from his memory, Claude reached out and touched the blade of the katana. With a snow-white blade and a neat edge, this is a good knife, a murderous knife, and a knife to protect your family.

(ps: This paragraph of knife sharpening is very profound in the author's memory, although there are some discrepancies with the scenes in the text, but it is generally not much different.) These are my own personal experiences, and they are also a part of my own life journey. Now that I think about it, I still remember it, and I share it with you here, I don't mean anything else, I just want to say, really, it's hard to calm down in my heart. ）