It has been two or three years since the first sight in the snow, and the mute woman has seen Gu Congsheng again.

At this time, the mute woman had already pushed a small container here to sell osmanthus cakes, and this time she saw that the child was much more energetic than two or three years ago, happily picking up books at the bookstall and saying something to the old scholar who sold books from time to time, which caused the old scholar to laugh.

The mute woman was watching, not wanting the child to see herself in the direction of a book on the bookshelf. At that moment, the dumb woman herself did not know what to think, but she smiled at the child in a ghostly manner, and the dumb woman regretted it at that time, and the child did not know herself, and her own face suddenly smiled at others and did not frighten the child. The dumb woman didn't know what to do, but when she saw that the child was also smiling at herself, and the child smiled very sincerely and sunnyly, the dumb woman was relieved, because she felt that this child was different from everyone else.

Later, every month or a few months, the mute woman would see the child go to the bookstall to pick up books, and the child would never know the child's name from the future.

The mute woman kept wondering what kind of parents could give birth to such a good child.

Once the child came to the bookstall to pick up books and brought a child, the child's appearance was somewhat similar to the child, I think it should be his brother, but the child is very thin, it should be not in good health. The child is also cute, and he is not afraid of himself, and when he saw that the child was greedy, he gave a piece of osmanthus cake, and he didn't want the child to be very polite. After the child finished picking up the book, he saw that his younger brother was also holding a book here, and the dumb woman handed him another piece of osmanthus cake, and the child accepted it without refusal, but he didn't want to take out a copper coin and hand it to himself.

The dumb woman was very anxious at the time, and the dumb woman wanted to say that it was not for sale, but it was given to him, but the dumb woman couldn't speak, so she could only point to the wooden board that was already a little vague on it, but she could still recognize the words "a piece of paper", and then not only shook her head and waved her hand, meaning that it was not worth a few dollars and did not need to give, and the dumb woman did not want to shirk it with her hands, because her hands were a little greasy and rough, and the child's hands were very white.

Gu Congsheng knew the dumb woman's thoughts, but he still stuffed the copper plate in his hand into the dumb woman's hand, and the dumb woman did not refuse anymore, because she found that it was not a copper coin. "This is a gadget I carved out of yellow wood," Gu Congsheng explained.

The dumb woman saw that the "copper coin" was indeed made of wood, there was a word engraved on both sides, the dumb woman was illiterate, but she knew one of the words, every year during the New Year, everyone would buy a big red square paper, ask someone to write "Fu" on it, and paste it upside down on the main door, and the rich people will also use the word Fu to draw the dye with the yellow color, which means gold blessing, and "into the blessing" homonym, and the money blessing.

One of these words is "Fu", but the mute woman on the other side doesn't know it, so it should be a good luck word similar to the word "Fu".

The dumb woman saw that this wooden coin was made round and smooth, and even the two words engraved on it were rounded at the corners, without any edges and corners, and the dumb woman did not know what kind of wood it was made of, the color was dark yellow, and it looked hard and dense, and there was no other seal carving decoration on it except for these two words, and the dumb woman felt novel, and other children also made their own things, but did not make wooden coins, and there were words engraved on it.

But she liked this wooden coin very much, so the dumb woman put it in her pocket, and the dumb woman was not very relieved when she put it in, and this small wooden coin was easy to fall off in her pocket.

Then he took out the money string in the other pocket, and every time she sold a copper plate, the dumb woman would string the copper plate to this thin hemp rope, and then tie it again, and after taking out the money string, the dumb woman untied it, put one end in her pocket, and let the dozen copper plates on it be scattered in her pocket, and took out the wooden money from her pocket, and strung it on the hemp rope, and wanted to tie it to one hand, but it was not easy to tie it with one hand.

Seeing this, Gu Congsheng put down the book in his arms and went to help the dumb woman tie the knot, and the hemp rope wearing the wooden money quickly formed a swastika knot in Gu Congsheng's hands, so this wooden money was a bit similar to a peace buckle, tied to the dumb woman's wrist.

After tying it, ten-year-old Gu Congsheng ran to the used bookstall again, borrowed a brush that had been dipped in thick ink, pointed to the wooden board that was only faintly ink-marked, and said, "I can't see this very clearly, I'll write it again?"

The dumb woman nodded happily when she heard this, there were only four words, but Gu Congsheng wrote very slowly, not like the calligraphy described in the book, like a meteor, and the four characters written down were not staggered and entwined dragons, but neat, it was made up of strokes one by one, and there was no connection between the strokes of the words.

After writing these four words, Gu Congsheng wrote a few words on the back, the back of the wooden board is rough, but this did not affect the ancient Congsheng pen, but unlike the front, these words are written smoothly, in one go, the font is round and smooth, and it does not show its edge.

If the mute woman recognizes the words of the time, she will know that these words are "taken in the right way".

After that, every time Gu Congsheng came to the town, he would buy a piece of osmanthus cake from the dumb woman for Gu Changsheng to bring back.

On the way home that day, Gu Changsheng, who was held by his brother, asked in his immature voice that was not very fluent: "Brother, long, is it long-lived...... What did you do wrong?" Gu Changsheng didn't speak until he was three and a half years old, and the villagers thought that Gu Changsheng had lost his voice because of that serious illness, but Gu Congsheng had always insisted on teaching Gu Changsheng to speak. Finally, when Gu Changsheng was three and a half years old, he finally spoke.

"No, you just did a good job, I'll teach you another sentence that there is no 'merit is not lu', as for what merit is, what is lu, you will understand it when you grow up. Gu Congsheng replied to his younger brother like this.

Now, seven years later, on this not very calm moonlit night, Gu Changsheng answered his brother's question with this sentence.

Hearing Gu Changsheng's answer, Gu Congsheng didn't say anything, but handed a green leaf in his hand, a copper coin to Gu Changsheng, Gu Changsheng took the green leaf and the copper coin, and found that there was nothing new, it was very ordinary, but the copper coin was not a copper coin used in daily life, and there were four words of sincerity on it. Gu Changsheng was just about to ask his brother, but the elder brother said: "Put them away, you must always carry them with you, and you must not lose them as they are given by your elders." ”

"Okay, it's just that this copper coin is good to carry, but this leaf will wither in a few days. Gu Changsheng said worriedly.

"It's an evergreen leaf, it won't wither. Gu Congsheng replied with a smile.

"Oh, but there is such a leaf, I don't know if it was given by the elder in the village, I want to go and thank you. Gu Changsheng never doubted his brother's words, his brother said that this leaf is evergreen, then this leaf is evergreen, but he is curious that someone in the village has such a thing.

"You don't have to say thank you now, if you have the opportunity to meet it in the future, thank you again. Gu Congsheng said.

"Isn't it from the village?" Hearing his brother say this, Gu Changming was very surprised, because there were few outsiders in the village, and the outsiders who occasionally came to the village were also merchants.

"No," Gu Congsheng said calmly.

Without waiting for Gu Changsheng to speak, Gu Congsheng continued: "Brother Wei has already thanked you, don't mind this matter, just pay attention to these two things in the future." ”

"Okay, I'll take it with me. Although Gu Changsheng felt a little strange, he still agreed very seriously.

"Long life, do you want to go to the outside world to see?"