Chapter 119: The Same Mr. Feng Shui
"And what happened, what happened?"
Xi Menglan looked at Song Meiyun and asked excitedly.
Song Meiyun sighed, put down the rag in her hand, sat on the chair, and looked at Xi Menglan.
"Alas, I don't know what happened later, I heard my mother tell me that there was a fire in the house of the seventh uncle and grandfather, and the old and young did not come out, and some people said that they saw my seventh uncle and grandfather walking with a person."
This is the ending that Xi Menglan didn't expect, and suddenly thought of the storyline in the book I read before, which seemed to be the story of an old man surnamed Zhang and a half-immortal, anyway, he was idle and chattering, so he told her this story.
At that time, a person named Cai Jianguo was asked to find the source of the strange things in the village, and by mistake, he bumped into this injured half-fairy, and carried him to Zhang Lao's house.
"Elder Zhang, did you know this half-fairy before?"
Cai Jianguo always felt that Zhang Lao's eyes were different when he looked at him, especially when he first came in, his eyes were distressed, as if Banxian Erqiang was his own son.
Zhang Lao sighed, nodded heavily, and raised his hand to drink the soup at hand.
Cai Jianguo wondered in his heart, why didn't he come back not long ago, he met Banxian Erqiang in Qianqian Village, looking at Banxian Erqiang's age, he was about the same as himself, it was impossible to have an old friend with Banxian Erqiang, he had never heard of it before.
"He met me when I was wandering in other places, when I was living on the streets, hungry and cold, it was the strong son who took the hand, and I have survived this old life until now."
Zhang Lao couldn't help but tighten his throat when he thought of the depressed appearance he was outside at that time, choked up, and touched his tears.
Cai Jianguo hurriedly comforted him and persuaded him not to pay too much attention to those days, now that they are all getting better, with the care of the village, they will no longer live on the streets.
Zhang Lao waved his hand, looked at Cai Jianguo, his mood seemed to be much better than before, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Hey, don't mention it, don't mention it, remember what I told you before, find a master for Hu Laosan?" ”
Cai Jianguo nodded, he seemed to have an impression of this matter, that day at Cheng Qian's house, in order to treat Cheng Xiaodong, Hu Laosan took Cheng to "do something", and scared Zhang Wenfeng to faint, how could he forget this.
Cai Jianguo originally thought that this matter was mentioned in passing, but when he suddenly heard Zhang Lao say this, he seemed to understand it again, and pointed to the direction of the house.
"Mo no, he ......"
Zhang Lao smiled and nodded.
"It seems that the age of Banxian Qiangqiang is not a few years older than Hu Laosan, I thought that the master you mentioned must be at least sixty or seventy years old."
Cai Jianguo said with an incredible face, and he couldn't help laughing as he spoke.
"As for me, I know that you don't believe in ghosts and gods and these things, but the name of this half-fairy is really not given in vain, the reputation is broken out, showing people feng shui points and acupuncture points, and has real skills."
Zhang Lao saw that Cai Jianguo was smiling indifferently, and he didn't get angry with him, he knew in his heart that Cai Jianguo was an advanced element, following the pace of the party, receiving new things quickly, and the feudal thinking of the past was very clean.
"It's famous outside, why did you go back to our little ravine?"
Although Cai Jianguo didn't believe this, he still respected Zhang Lao's thoughts, listened carefully to Zhang Lao's words, but heard the doorway.
"Messed with someone."
Zhang Lao sighed, put the food in his mouth and chewed a few bites.
"Something is wrong?"
"No, it's too accurate."
Originally, Cai Jianguo thought that he had come back after a mistake outside, but when he heard Zhang Lao say this, he became a little more curious.
"At the beginning of the battle in Shenyang, Qiangzi became famous because of his accurate viewing, and many big families invited him to see feng shui, and he was generous, Qiangzi also did things in his own conscience, took no more points, and didn't say a word of nonsense, but he just ran into the Gu family and almost killed the two of us, and it was at that time that the two of us were separated."
Listening to Zhang Lao's words, Cai Jianguo became even more curious, the past between him and Banxian Er Qiang pondered for a long time, plucked up the courage, and asked directly.
"Can you tell me your story?"
Zhang Lao glanced at Cai Jianguo, he didn't speak for a long time, Cai Jianguo felt that he might be abrupt, and apologized again and again.
Zhang Lao raised his hand to stop it, got up and went to the house to take a look at Banxian Erqiang's situation, came out and sat down and nodded, and said, "Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you about this old man's past, if you don't talk about it, I'm afraid you will have to bring it into the coffin." ”
Cai Jianguo took a few sips, finished the rice in the bowl, put down the chopsticks after drinking the soup, and sat up straight.
"Hahaha, don't be so restrained, just think I'll tell you a story when you were a child."
After listening to Zhang Lao's smile, Cai Jianguo scratched his head and smirked a few times, relaxing his body and not being so rigid.
Zhang Lao cleared his throat, leaned on the back of the small stool, recalled what happened at that time, and told Cai Jianguo about it.
It was the winter of five years ago, Zhang Lao was driven out of the village, and came to Shenyang after several rounds, when he was sick, unable to eat and wear, and his body was weak, and he had no way to get a job, so he had to nest under the overpass, relying on other people's relief to live.
One night when he got out of college, Zhang Lao only had a thin piece of clothing on his body, curled up in the corner of the overpass with bare feet and legs, unlike other homeless, they were local homeless, and they came earlier than him, and they all had quilts on them.
Zhang Lao was hallucinated when he was cold, and he always felt that he was dancing around the bonfire, at that time he was confused, and his will to survive was not so firm, and he couldn't tell whether the heavy snow was reality or the bonfire was reality.
At this time when his life was dying, Banxian Erqiang passed under the overpass, and when he saw Zhang Lao curled up in a ball, he couldn't bear it, squatted down and asked a few words, just touched it lightly, and realized that Zhang Lao's body was a little stiff.
I don't know what he thought, he took Zhang Lao from under the overpass to his home, and when Zhang Lao woke up and asked him, he smiled and said that there was too much money to spend.
After recuperating in Banxian Erqiang's house for half a month, Zhang Lao's body and bones gradually hardened, and sometimes he could help Banxian Erqiang clean the yard, but Banxian Erqiang was unwilling, he wanted him to enjoy it at home and didn't let him work.
Zhang Lao is an idle person, if it weren't for the weak bones, he would not nest under the overpass to eat and wait for death, this body is getting harder and harder, looking at the vegetable garden of Banxian Erqiang's house is barren and uncomfortable, so he got some farm tools and rapeseeds, and put the vegetable garden in place.
Because of this matter, Zhang Lao was also counted by the half-fairy Erqiang, and after a few times, the half-fairy Qiang didn't say much, let Cai Zhang Lao serve at home, and concentrate on watching feng shui outside.
In fact, his heart was also very moved, he had a hot meal to eat when he returned home, and he felt at home after being away for so long, but for the sake of face, he didn't tell Zhang Lao.
Zhang Lao thought that he would be here for the rest of his life, but such days lasted for a year.
He never thought that the life of a year later would be so sad, not because of poverty, not because of suffering, but because of the half-fairy Qiang, because the feng shui hexagram was too accurate, and it involved a human life case.