Chapter 10 Learning the Recipe of Hope in the Immortal Mansion
Worry-free: "When the water is quiet, it is bright, and the heart is quiet." When you have a certain level of peace of mind, you will be able to see the changes in the information. Information, in fact, is the fluctuation of the mind. You can digest this starlight first. β
"I'm running out of time again. Well, one step at a time is one step. Yan Zixiu sighed and put the golden starlight into his eyebrows to digest. It took a while before it was digested. The overall feeling is that the hope of qi will be from a young age.
Worry-free: "Go back, you have to get up early tomorrow." β
Yan Zixiu returned to reality, and the moon stone was still quietly glowing. Look at the watch, 7:35 p.m. It's been in Xianfu for so long, and it's only been five minutes in the real world. As soon as the thought of going to bed moved, the moonstone began to dim. That's a good thing.
There was no word all night, and it was a through train until the sky was dark. Yan Zixiu looked at the time, six o'clock in the morning, half an hour earlier than yesterday, and he was refreshed and not sleepy. While sighing that he was still a high-quality sleeper, he got up and washed. My mother also got up early and was sweeping the yard again.
Yan Zixiu finished washing, and this time he was in the mood and had time to look in the mirror. I couldn't help but be surprised at this look, as if I didn't know myself all of a sudden: I saw a young man with clear eyebrows, a smooth complexion, and a very energetic young man in the mirror. He couldn't help but play with his heart: Wangqijue! I saw a golden light and a silver-white light from the top of my head, about three or four inches in range, and there was a faint gray light. According to what is said in Wangqi Jue, the golden light is a Buddha's fate, the white light is an immortal fate, and the gray is a mixture of good and evil. He looked at his mother's head again, it was light gray with faint golden light, could it be that his mother also had a Buddha fate, but the time was not right? I also thought that I had a little bit of knowledge of Buddhism before, and I also knew it from listening to my mother's story about Journey to the West when I was a child. He understood a little in his heart that telling stories and listening to stories is also a kind of fate.
It's better not to think about it yet, and I have to go back to work in a hurry. After calculating, walking to the official road, and then trying your luck and waiting for the bus, it will take more than an hour to get to the township at the earliest. He said hello to his mother, picked up his purse and went out. The so-called leather bags are actually made of artificial leather.
About a mile out of the village, there was no one around, so Wuwu asked: "Are you going on foot like this?" β
Yan Zixiu: "Yes, walk, and then try your luck to take the bus." β
Worry-free: "It's better to ride a bike." β
Yan Zixiu: "There is a bicycle, but it is in the township." β
Worry-free: "The treasure list has a selection of small machineryΓ1. Why don't you order a bike from Tiangong City? What brand do you like? β
Yan Zixiu: "That's what self-selection means." Flying pigeon brand, riding light. Suddenly, a bicycle stopped in front of me, shining brightly. Sure enough, it is a flying pigeon brand, and the bell locks are complete.
Yan Zixiu: "Big brother, take it all, the new one is easy to be stolen." β
Worry-free: "Don't worry, how to steal and how to send it back." β
Yan Zixiu: "You are amazing! "I hung my bag on the handlebars and tried it, only to realize that the bikes I used to ride were all slag. Produced by Tiangong, honor guarantee! He happily rode to the west end of Jiazhuang, and hit a cyclist to the south. At first glance, isn't this the fifth uncle?
The fifth uncle, Yan Ting, is not tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is generous, and he has always been very comfortable with Yan Zixiu. When the fifth uncle first got married, he had no children, so he asked Yan Zixiu's sister Yan Ziying to be his daughter. Later, when I had a child, I returned Ziying. But my sister has always visited the fifth uncle's father every year. One year during the Spring Festival, Yan Zixiu and his sister went to the fifth uncle's relatives to deliver big buns. It's almost time to get to the door, Yan Zixiu thought that he would send the steamed basket over first, maybe the fifth uncle would give the New Year's money. As a result, the fifth uncle still only gave his sister two cents to press the New Year, and Yan Zixiu was disappointed. When I grew up, when I thought about these things, I laughed them off. It is estimated that the fifth uncle didn't have any money even if he wanted to give it. The fifth uncle has two sons and a daughter, and his life is still tight.
Yan Zixiu hurriedly braked and shouted: "Fifth uncle! "Get out of the car and wait.
The fifth uncle rode over and got out of the car: "Zixiu, why are you back?" Hey, you look so good. β
came again, Yan Zixiu had no choice but to say a clichΓ© and asked, "Fifth uncle, what are you going to do?" β
"This ......," the fifth uncle wanted to say and stopped.
Hope for luck! Yan Zixiu looked at it, the fifth uncle's head was mainly gray and white, and there was a faint shape of some money jumping. "Fifth uncle, are you experiencing any difficulties? Tell me about it. β
"This, this is not the previous house that I can't live in, I have to rebuild the house, and there is still some money missing, I will go to Jiazhuang to grind." In the countryside, borrowing money is called grinding, because grinding has the meaning of turnover.
Yan Zixiu wanted to hope that the qi was not bad, and it was really related to money: "How much is it missing?" β
"About four hundred."
Four hundred is a lot. Looking at the fifth uncle's confidence, it is estimated that it will be difficult to borrow. Yan Zixiu didn't say a word, and took out five hundred pieces from his wallet: "Fifth uncle, you take it and use it first." β
"I can't pay you back for a while." There was a faint glint in the fifth uncle's eyes, five hundred, not a small number.
"You don't have to pay it back." Yan Zixiu waved his hand and said, it feels good to be generous, "By the way, Fifth Uncle, if you are free, go to my uncle's house today to see the corn thresher." If you're interested, I can help you get a batch on credit. You know a lot of people in Nanxiang, and you can get money for activities if you sell them. Also, these water spirit pears, you give them to my grandmother. I still have to rush to work, I'm leaving. β
Fifth Uncle: "You ......"
Yan Zixiu has long since left.
Autumn was crisp, he galloped all the way, he was in a good mood, he looked at everything like a painting, and it only took half an hour to arrive at the pear orchard. Because it was almost eight o'clock, Yan Zixiu didn't get out of the car when he saw his acquaintances, he greeted them briefly one by one, Ding Lingling, and rode into the township compound.
He locked the car, carried his purse, and went to the deputy township chief Wang in charge to cancel the leave. Now the conditions in the township are limited, and everyone lives in a room and an office.
"Township Chief Wang, I'm back." Yan Zixiu said. The deputy word of the deputy township chief is generally not called.
"Xiao Yan, why did you come back early." Deputy Township Chief Wang is of medium stature, relatively thin, with thinning hair and big eyes, "Hey, you look good." β
"I met a clever Chinese medicine practitioner who helped me recuperate. So the holiday is cancelled in advance. Yan Zixiu's words were almost clear.
"Oh, that's good, that's good. Now that you're back, you can take a trip to Gulou Village to see the progress of the autumn harvest. β
"Good. You can taste the pears I took from home. β
"Okay, let it go." Deputy Township Chief Wang waved his hand.
Yan Zixiu returned to his residence, opened the door, put down his purse, took two bowls and a pair of chopsticks and came to the room: "Uncle Zhang, do you still have any food?" "Everyone should have eaten this point, but generally they will keep more, because some township cadres may have something to do, and they are not allowed to order.
"Xiao Yan is back? And rice. "Master Zhang is a thin old man with gray hair, and he is very good to everyone. Yan Zixiu likes him very much.
Master Zhang beat the meal and handed it over; "Hey, Xiao Yan, you look good?"
"I met a clever Chinese medicine practitioner who helped me recuperate." Everyone cares, repeat it, repeat it, Yan Zixiu grinded his mouth again, finished eating, washed the dishes and chopsticks, "Uncle Zhang, you help me find a cloth bag, I will use it in the countryside." This pear is for you to taste. β
"Okay, give you a cloth bag, slow down on the road."
After eating, Yan Zixiu did not go directly to the countryside. Instead, go to the office and get ready to make a few phone calls. Lao Meng, the director of the office, is an old-fashioned person who does not smile. But he generally doesn't ask about phone calls, because there are few private phones below the county level. Therefore, there are very few people who use the phone to do personal things. sent a water spirit pear, Lao Meng looked at the newspaper and didn't look up. Yan Zixiu shook the crank of the telephone a few times to get through to the switchboard of the Township Post and Telecommunications Bureau. On the other side of the switchboard are the young girls on duty back and forth, everyone knows each other very well, and they know who it is when they hear the voice.
"Hey, Fengying, you help me pick up the county switchboard. County switchboard? Please help me pick up the riverside distillery. Riverside Winery? Please help me pick up Director Yan, yes, I'm his son. Great, I'm Zixiu, I'm just to tell you, I met a clever Chinese medicine practitioner who has conditioned my body. Yes, I went home and told my mother. In addition, my classmate borrowed my corn thresher, and the corn at home was all peeled. Right. It's just to put you at ease. Okay, goodbye. Yan Zixiu knew that his father was silent, so he didn't be verbose.
Old-fashioned telephones were with crank handles, as seen in previous films, and had them in the thirties and forties. It's the nineties now, and it's still in use. Originally, each production team had a telephone, but now it is gone, so it is very inconvenient to communicate with each other, and you have to run it in person. If you go to other places for a long distance, it will be even more troublesome, and you have to make an appointment.
He pressed down the phone, waited for the ringback sound, and asked for another switchboard: "Fengying, please ask for the county switchboard again." County switchboard? Please pick up the Red Star Machinery Factory. Machine shop? Please pick up Mr. Zhu. Brother Zhu? I'm Yan Zixiu. That's right, I met District Commissioner Wu Daguang and Commissioner Wu yesterday, yes. He was very interested in the corn thresher and said that he would arrange for the regional supply and marketing headquarters to order 20,000 units. Yes, the meaning of calling you is to ask you to make a good amount in advance. Okay, right. Let's talk about the money when the time comes. Director Meng raised his head in surprise when he heard Yan Zixiu mention Commissioner Wu, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't speak. Yan Zixiu didn't explain, he was going to call Commissioner Wu again to talk about Shui Lingli, but he hesitated, gave up again, said hello to Director Meng and left.
Gulou Village is located in the south and east of Liyuanji, and there are two roads to reach it. A pure dirt road, relatively close. One is farther away, half of which is an official road. Yan Zixiu rode his bicycle on the official road, all the way to the south. When he arrived at Heli Bay, he did not go directly to the bottom of the river, but crossed the bridge to the village of Xiaozhuang on the opposite side. There is a small restaurant of the Hu family on the official road, and the owner is a black-faced old Hu. Yan Zixiu sometimes goes back and forth to the countryside and can't catch up with the meal, he often eats here, so they are very familiar with each other. He first put 101 threshers in the open space next to Lao Hu's restaurant, and then walked into the restaurant with a leather bag and cloth bag: "Lao Hu." β