It was when we were only in the second year of junior high school, and it happened to be summer vacation, Lu Anxin's father was already in Malaysia at that time, and I have the impression that Uncle Lu seemed to have gone with a part-time team when she was twelve years old, leaving her and her mother at home.
And at noon that day, it happened that her mother couldn't come back because of something, so she told her to let her try to cook and eat by herself, and it was a coincidence that my parents organized a trip that day, and they were not at home, so we just had a meal together, in fact, I went to her house to invite her to eat.
Originally, I was going out to eat a bowl of rice noodles, anyway, I had a dozen yuan on me at that time, but she didn't want to make it herself, and I thought it would be good to be able to eat her cooking, so I stood next to her and cheered her on.
She rummaged through the refrigerator at home, and saw that there seemed to be rice, eggs, or something in it, and asked me if I wanted rice and scrambled eggs or egg fried rice, and I thought that there was no difference between the two, so I agreed, but the tragedy was right under my nose, and it began to brew.
After everything was ready, she took out a recipe, which was actually a simple version of the fried rice method written by her mother, she looked at it and asked me: "Su Ran, my mother wrote that the oil should be heated before stir-frying, and the oil should be put in a spoonful, what a big spoon is it?"
I didn't know about it at the time, so I honestly said, "I don't know, I rarely go into the kitchen." ” After hearing what I said, she stopped asking me, pondered for a while, picked up the big spoon she used to make soup, poured a full spoonful, and carefully poured it into the pot, and when the oil was hot, she carefully poured in two bowls of rice.
After the two bowls of rice went down, I saw that the rice was soaked in oil and fried, and she crossed her waist with one hand and began to copy it with the other.
After frying for a while, when the rice was almost fried, she then picked up two more eggs, carefully knocked them open and poured them in, her hands may have been splashed with oil, and accidentally fell into two small pieces of eggshells.
So in order to give her enough face, I stood next to her and pretended not to see it, and after she was embarrassed for a while, she also pretended that nothing had happened, and calmly stirred up.
After ten minutes, she carefully took out two pots, took out two pots of oil-soaked rice, took two spoons, and said to me with expectant eyes: "Su Ran, this is my first time cooking, or make it for you to eat, you must give me a face, at least half of it." ” I looked at the oily half of the basin in front of me, nodded bravely and with difficulty, isn't it just a little oily and then that afternoon, I was sent to the hospital by my grandmother and uncle, my parents didn't have a mobile phone at that time, after they came back, I was almost dehydrated in the hospital, and I relied on glucose for three days, and since then, I have a deep shadow on Lu Anxin's cooking skills.
But at this time, I looked at the meat porridge that I was eating and was about to bottom out, and suddenly felt that at that time, it might be because she was too young, after all, her first cooking was given to me, and I have nothing to complain about.
It's been five or six years since that incident, so the box of meat porridge in front of me at this time once again made me full of confidence in her cooking skills.
"By the way, what about my dad," I asked, taking another bite of my mouthful.
"I went to the hospital to go through the discharge procedures for you, and the doctor who came to check in the morning said that your fever has subsided and you can be discharged."
My mom watched the hot TV series on TV, and then turned to the TV's eyes, no matter how she looked at it, she felt a little reluctant.
In the next hour, I was preparing to be discharged from the hospital, Dr.
Zhao did not come, I heard the nurse on duty say that he was resting today, and since the middle of the night last year, Dr.
Zhao has had a fever, and the doctor on duty just came to take over, and he went back.
Actually, I'm still a little worried about them, Qiu Lu and his husband don't know what's going on, they were scared last night, after all, not everyone in this society is as big as me, and there is no one to take care of Mr.
Zhao, thinking of this, I looked at the sun outside the window, put on my coat and went to the old building.
The dark red exterior wall of the old inpatient building in the day is matched with white windows, which has a unique flavor of oldness, and many people in the building come and go, but the path with an elevator is still unattended.
In Mr.
Zhao's room today, although Qiulu and his wife are not there, there is also an extra nurse, and when I walked in, this slightly chubby nurse sister was eating, looking at me vigilantly until I left.
Mr.
Zhao's state today is much stronger than yesterday, although his face is still a little sallow, but his soul is slowly waking up under careful induction, and the overall situation is obviously much better, he should be able to wake up within these two days, alas, how can such a good old lady suffer such a big crime.
It was almost eleven o'clock when my dad finished the discharge procedures, and as soon as I returned to the ward, he handed me two pieces of paper with a serious face, one was the hospitalization bill, and the other was the payment receipt Uh, I do blame it.
When I packed up my things and walked out of the hospital gate, when I looked back, I suddenly felt a little trance, I only stayed in the hospital for three nights, and so many things happened, the female ghost who cried stupidly, the group of wandering spirits in the morgue, Huo Yunfan, Liu Chenfeng and Zhao Yinyin, Lao Yao, thinking about it now, it was like a dream, uh, and the first nightmare in that life.
After being discharged from the hospital, it seemed like a return to normal.
In the afternoon of the same day, our family went to two relatives who were closer to each other, and went back after having dinner at an uncle's house, and Liu Chenfeng didn't find me lying on the bed about to fall asleep until more than eleven o'clock at night, and I subconsciously agreed to him casually, I suddenly opened my eyes and remembered that I had something to ask, but when I looked up again, he had already embarked on the way home, disappeared, and suddenly felt annoyed, but it was a matter of a minute, and the frustration had not dissipated, and I had already gone to Zhou Gong again.
Until the sixth day of the junior high school, I was not able to be idle, every day was about the same, in the morning and in the afternoon, I went to visit relatives, but in the evening, I went downstairs to An Xin's house to find her, but I went for three days in a row, and I didn't see her.
And every night on the buckle, she only symbolically chatted with me a few words, but did not mention the box of porridge, I asked her to directly change the topic, such perfunctory can't help but make me a little lost, I actually just want to know, whether the porridge is really from her.
As for Liu Chenfeng, these few nights have been rushing to the dust, and after reciting the opening remarks, he tilted his head and looked out the window waiting for me to respond, I don't know if there is a sequelae of transformation, and asked him about Zhao Yinyin for two days, but no matter what he asked, he didn't know, just looked at the energy-saving light bulb and read Zhao Yinyin with his heart, and couldn't hear anything.
After running for two days, two in the morning and two in the afternoon, I finally walked through the relatives' houses that I usually come and go to.
Until today, I was idle, lying on the sofa with my mobile phone and looking at it boringly, it was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, just looking at two or three text messages a day, and thinking of Lu Anxin, her attitude of near and far made me very confused, I don't understand what she means, or what is hinting at me, guess her heart, it is better to let me guess where Zhao Yinyin is.
Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but feel irritable, the stupid dog of chicken feathers didn't know what to be excited about upstairs, listening to its somewhat irritable barking, I picked up the mobile phone on the table, stuffed it into my pocket, and walked the dog.
I didn't go far with it, and I unexpectedly looked at a primary school teacher, the years are urging people to get old, the old man who was originally in his forties, and now he has become an old man, but when I saw him, I thought about it again, I haven't seen the old man for a long time.
The old man is my master, the one who caused me to stumble and fall into Mr.
Yin and Yang's business, saying that going to see him is actually to pay respects, after all, he has been dead for many years, and if I want to see his true face, I can only wait for me to go to the underworld.
The old man's name is Zhou Daoming, in fact, I haven't seen what he looks like, as for what he taught me, in my current professional words, like a hard disk of data, directly copied and pasted into my brain, although a lot, but it does not occupy memory, the most important thing is that it is directly installed in the C drive, read-only state, can not be modified, as long as the system is not reinstalled poisoning, permanent preservation.
Even after more than four years, I don't know much about him, except from the messages he left me, I know his name, his mentor, his Taoist name, and the place where his bones are buried.
If you have to ask me if I know anything else besides these, there is, but I don't believe it myself, except for the last one.
The message left by the old man to me is like this, I look like Pan An, my body is like Wu Song, I have descended the demon, I have subdued the demon, I have ruled the rice dumplings for thousands of years, I have fought the ghost king for more than a hundred years, and the glory of the sun and the moon is as high as the number of ghosts and the number of ghosts can compete in the rivers and seas. is such a awesome character, but he was choked to death by eating buns.
In this short message, he also found a good excuse for this way of death: "The sad old man knows astronomy and geography, pinching his fingers and calculating that the limit is approaching, so he follows his own wishes, and would rather die than be a full ghost, woohoo, but he bought too many buns, and he died early."
Every time I touch this piece of information intentionally or unintentionally, I can't help but want to laugh, I have to boast about myself like a fairy, even if I die so suffocating, I still ask for it.
That being said, this old man is still very thorough in thinking about things, for example, when he died at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, according to the information he left me, he knew that he was alone, so he simply dug a hole in advance, thinking that even if no one collects the body, it can be regarded as a pit, so that the corpse will not be in the wild.
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It's just that the world is unpredictable, even if his divination is accurate, he never expected that after more than two hundred years, machine guns and artillery will appear, let alone aircraft bombing.
He chose this place and still had a bit of a back, one or two grenades or something, and accidentally fell off, so he blew down the hole he had dug with great effort, and buried him in this way more than two hundred years after his death.
What's even more tragic is that he relied on his own Taoism, and after he died, he left a soul in the yang world with his memory, pointing out that after he died, he could meet an apprentice with spiritual skills, and accidentally discovered him like written in ancient books such as the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and got all his inheritance for the benefit of the world.
But think his ideal is very beautiful, but the reality is cruel, for nearly 400 years, he has been guarding this broken mountain day and night, and no one has ever found his body, even if everyone passes by here, none of them have spiritual skills, and there are few who even have spiritual roots.
Just when he was about to despair, his centuries-old prayer finally came true.
One day, there was a second fool who was born with a spiritual knack, stupidly ran in front of his broken mountain to make two mistakes, but this old man was very happy, and after waiting for more than 400 years, his soul was about to be extinguished, but this distance looked a little far away, and the future apprentice standing at the foot of the dirt mountain didn't know what to mutter with a few people who were traveling with him, and he looked at the apprentice who was standing still and was worried.
But these two fools seemed to be specially invited by monkeys, under his expectation, rubbed his hands and began to climb up the dirt mountain, seeing that the two fools were getting closer and closer, although the old man said that there was a soul left, but he was also happy, and after holding back for more than 400 years, he finally couldn't help it, and pounced.
The second fool was me, and the old man was my master, and after he pounced on me, I also lost my footing, and the dirt mountain where I met him was by the river near my house, and when I woke up, I was in the hospital, and then I saw the hell.
In fact, to be honest, I hated him a lot at first, but it wasn't until I met a ghost and saved people after college that I understood his hard work.
In the third year of junior high school and three years of high school, I only saw a few ghosts, and the ones I saw when I woke up in the hospital didn't count, because I wasn't sure if those who had missing arms and legs were ghosts, so the only one who could be confirmed to be ghosts was the girl who was trapped in the middle.
I just watched her for a week, and I thought I was suffering from some kind of neurosis, or paranoia, or insaneness, and I didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world at all.
At that time, my Heavenly Eye was still unstable when it first opened, and now that I think about it, it is estimated that it was affected by the Shan Jiu Soul Lock Array again, and it was only a week after the hell, and it was as if the Heavenly Eye was blindfolded again, and it was not restored until after college.
I reminisced like this all the way, and from time to time I was helplessly laughed twice by the funny plot in the memory, as for why I went to climb the dirt mountain, I won't explain, for a piece of fun, it makes people laugh to death.
Walking and walking, unconsciously, the chicken feathers took me to the vegetable market, and they all said that smart dogs have the heart of the owner, and at this moment looking at the smirking chicken feathers, suddenly I also felt that it made a little sense.
Since you have decided to go to see the old man, you have to pay homage to his old man.
On the sixth day of the new year, some of the vegetable and meat sellers have opened the door, I took the chicken feathers and went up to pick a shop casually, bought a roast chicken and a big chicken leg, and brought a bottle of two pot heads, I don't know if the old man likes this taste, but it is said that this has a history of more than 800 years, and I think the old man should have tasted some taste.
Holding the chicken feathers all the way to the river, I was tired enough to choke, this stupid dog somehow didn't think that my roast chicken and chicken legs were bought for it, and pounced on me all the way, damn, think about it half an hour ago, I actually think that it can understand my heart, I am also naïve enough.
In winter, the river is overgrown with barren grass, the river is no longer clear, but the cold wind shines through the year, and the dead branches and jackdaws are such a place, and the old man has been guarding it for more than 400 years.
Anyway, how stubborn and stupid he has to be, how stupid he is, he can't finish his life before he dies, he knows that he is lacking, and he has to toss himself when he dies, and he cuts off a soul to stay in the yang world, and more than 400 years have passed, even if this stupid old man has made up all his three souls and seven souls, but after so many years, can he still be reincarnated But this thought also flashed in my heart, and this desolation made me feel a little uncomfortable, and I walked a few steps quickly to the dirt mountain.
It didn't take much effort to find the position of the year, brushed against the mountain wall, vacated a clean open space, opened the second pot head, and set up the roast chicken, took a deep breath, knelt down seriously, put his hands together and kowtowed, and said softly: "Master is above, disciple Su Ran, I was not filial in the past few years, so I let you bother for a long time, from today on, I will respect your last wishes, do your best to destroy evil and help the right, and the sky will be a mirror." ” I am sincere in this kowtow, and I am sincerely grateful to the old man for taking me into this road where I can't turn back, although I am afraid that I will be hurt from time to time, but the feeling of saving people is really good.
I raised my head after sighing, the breeze ruffled my hair that was just up to my eyebrows, I brushed it with a little melancholy, and then suddenly roared, "Chicken feathers, you stupid dog, put down the roast chicken for Lao Tzu" ntforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: