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Chapter 37: The pain of the skin is the old smoker

Downstairs, Surou and Qinhuai fell asleep on the sofa after running around for so long. Brother Chengxin and I stood under the big window on the first floor. The two of us were relatively speechless. I have something to say.

I wanted to ask him, but I didn’t know how to ask, and he probably wanted to say something to me, so we walked under the window at the same time in a tacit understanding.

This silent atmosphere was a little uncomfortable. I took out a pack of cigarettes from my trouser pocket, took one, put it in my mouth, and then handed one to Brother Chengxin.

He still smiled gently, then refused the cigarette I handed him and said, "I don't smoke."

The atmosphere became silent again, Chengxin touched her chin, and finally he spoke first. He asked me: "Remember that time we were together, you mentioned that our ancestor lived for more than 300 years, right?"

I nodded, but I didn't know why Brother Chengxin asked this.

But for us disciples, the master is undoubtedly an idol whose whole body is shining with light and is also full of mystery. It is not surprising to talk about him. At least, although I was surprised, I didn't think much about it.

"Chengyi, I feel that my master has something on his mind. Not only my master, but also several uncles, I also feel that something is on his mind. Especially in the past few years, I feel that something is wrong with my master. He often says things to me, like...

Tell me something, this feeling is not good." Brother Chengxin suddenly changed the topic and talked about this again.

I didn't expect Brother Chengxin to feel this way. He turns out to be as sensitive as me! But in fact, he is more careful than me. His words reminded me of Master's words and deeds in the past few years. Indeed, it was like a glance explaining something.

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I said, "Yeah, I feel the same way."

"Chengyi, it's not that I don't want to tell you about your master's affairs. I personally think that we juniors should unite and 'care' about our master's affairs. If they want to do something stupid, we have to do it too."

Stop it? So, privately, if I really know something, I will tell you, at least this is what I think. I want to sue

What I want to tell you is that my master and several uncles have often disappeared and then reappeared during this period. Something happened to you a few days ago. My master was actually quite anxious, but he couldn't get away because of something. Later I contacted him by phone

When I fell in love with him, he said, we will fully support you, Uncle Jiang, and we can’t let go of this matter, so we let you go first. He just missed that one sentence."

There was a faint sadness in my heart, and I suddenly felt a little scared. I was afraid that counting the six months that had passed now, what would happen if Master didn’t appear in front of me in two and a half years? I exhaled a light smoke and asked: "What do you think?

What stupid things will Master and the others do?"

"I don't know. I always feel that it has something to do with our ancestor. When I think about how they said that the village is full of people who are about to die, I think about whether our ancestor who has lived for more than 300 years has something to do with that village.

?I can't help but think wildly. Looking at their solemn looks, I always feel that what they are doing may be a stupid thing." Brother Chengxin frowned slightly, and there was a rare trace of sadness in his eyes. It was like a sign,

The gentle smile has also disappeared.

"If they do stupid things for their master, we might also do stupid things for our own master. Who knows what will happen in the future? The master is my father, so it is not enough to save a life for our father.

How about that?" After saying this, I popped out the cigarette butt in my hand towards the window. The cigarette butt drew a beautiful arc in the sun, and then fell to the ground.

Just like these words, once they are put into practice, they will take root, just like the promise.

"Well, master is father." Brother Chengxin also said lightly, but the weight of his words was no less than mine.

At this time, we speculated that everything about our master was related to that village, but later on, we realized how naive this guess was. That shocking net had already been opened for our lineage at the beginning of our destiny.

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Su Rou and Qin Huai went to Yunnan, and it was almost a month ago. It was funny to think that when they left, Su Rou shouted that I would come back as a rich man in two years.

Qinhuai's performance was not much worse. He actually kissed the pillar of the train station and shouted: "Great Beijing, wait for me when I come back in two years."

I didn’t expect Qinhuai’s grandfather to be so easy to persuade, and he agreed to Qinhuai’s trip to Yunnan right away.

I didn't expect that Su Rou's parents were so easy to deceive, that they actually believed that Su Rou was going to Yunnan to do big business and would not go home for two or three years.

Compared to them, I feel more uncomfortable. No matter what the rules Uncle Li says, I can't let go of my parents after all. I don't understand the rules, and I don't want to understand them. I feel that I can only avoid contact with them in order to prevent them from suffering anything.

It was a difficult time, so I made a phone call to my family before following Uncle Chen to Hangzhou.

"Dad, I won't go home from now until the winter of 1993. I will come back during the Spring Festival of 1994 depending on the situation."

"Why?" My dad's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder, clearly filled with anger, and before I could speak, he cursed: "You stinky boy, haven't you been around all year round?

My heart is wild and I have no home

Now, your master said you can spend one month with us every year, why don't you come back? Why do you think your mother and I had to give birth to you? What's the difference between having a son and not having a son? Why don't you go home?

You recognize me as your father."

I listened to my father scolding me on the phone, and my eyes turned red for no reason. Yes, what's the difference between giving birth to my son and not giving birth to a son? It's better not to give birth to a son. I didn't fulfill my filial piety and brought it to them.

It's so burdensome to come, and I'm even tired of missing you.

Then, I heard my parents arguing on the other end of the phone, and then my mother grabbed the phone and said to me: "Sanwa'er, don't listen to your dad's nonsense. Tell your mom, why don't you just be nice?"

Go home? No matter what happens, can your family protect you? Your father and I are old enough that we are not afraid of anything bad or dead. If anything happens, come back. Mom will make the decision for you."

Listening to my mother's words, I was on the other end of the phone, biting my fist, trying not to cry. My fist even got a bloody mark from my bite, but how could I suppress the sobs in my throat? I took away the phone and tried my best to

I took a deep breath, my chest rose and fell, and it took me a long time to calm down. I didn’t want them to worry, so I tried my best to say to my mother in a pleasant tone: "Mom, your son is so hopeless.

Huh? If you go out and get into trouble, you need to be protected by your family? It's not what you think, but you know, my master is going away for three years, but the country has a mission. If the master is not here, the apprentice has to bear it, right? Mom

, this is a national secret, please don't talk nonsense, I can't go home these few years, I have to go on a mission, I am afraid that you will worry, calling you is a violation of records."

My mother suddenly became very nervous on the other end of the phone and said, "Ah? It's about the country. Let's not talk about it. Let's not talk about it." Then, I heard my dad keep asking next to me, what country?

thing, and then my mother scolded me.

I felt a little relieved, but then I heard my mother say hesitantly: "Son, I'm still worried about where you work. After all, doing business with crispy meat is not as good as the country's iron rice bowl? You

It's a good thing that you were recruited by the country. Mom supports you. I just want to know what kind of tasks you have. Can you usually call home?"

As soon as my mother finished saying this, she heard my father yelling next to her: "What are you calling? Who is our son's master? What kind of skills did our son learn? This old woman has no knowledge at all.

?Don’t drag your son down.”

Then there was the sound of my mother and my father arguing. My tears kept flowing. Suddenly I felt that I was really a troublemaker. I quickly said loudly in a normal voice: "Mom, I won't say anything anymore. You can't make this phone call for too long."

It’s been a long time, and I probably won’t let you contact me normally, but I’ll try my best.”

Then I hung up the phone as if I was running away, squatted down and cried in front of the owner of the public phone.

The boss said nonchalantly next to him: "No matter what kind of trouble this young man gets into, he will always have a family. You know, in this world, no one will harm you. Even your parents can't harm you. They have to protect you."

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I knew I had lost my composure, so I didn't say much, stood up, wiped away my tears and left.

I'm not afraid that my parents won't protect me. I'm afraid that I'll hurt them. If something happens to them because of me, I think I'll go crazy and maybe go to that village to fight.

Almost a month has passed, and my heart still aches when I think of this phone call. I haven't had any contact with my family this month. I'm worried that my parents are concerned about my mission, and I can't even sleep well at night.

Unfortunately, I can't think of a better reason.

"Chengyi, this West Lake is beautiful, isn't it?" Brother Chengxin's words interrupted my meditation, which was good to prevent me from thinking about the cruelty of not being able to contact my parents for three years.

One was eight years, another was two years, and my parents had several more decades in their lives.
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