human suffering

Chapter 23 This is a bit of an exaggeration

Cai Gen sat in his wife's car and felt uneasy, not because of the weird events in the past few days, but because his wife drove very fast and kept overtaking. The ten-year-old car was driven out of F1. Drift over a corner.

He put on his seat belt silently, grabbed his right hand to the armrest of the co-pilot, and did not dare to persuade him, for fear that his wife would get angry.

Out of the small town, there are very few buildings, all bungalows and large areas of wilderness.

The fields in winter are full of cut corn ballast.

Lost most of the body and dedicated the fruit, only the rhizome and a small part of the remnant are left exposed to the ground, even if only a small part is left, the top is very sharp, like a handful of murderous weapons, standing proudly, this is all. It's a poor corn ballast.

It seems to be telling the cold wind how hard and hard I have worked in the past year, don't look at me now, I used to be tall and straight, don't look at me now, but I am still stunned.

In just a few more months, the tractor will obliterate the only remaining trace and smash the only crumple.

This master's family is located in the urban-rural fringe, in a certain village. It is said that it is famous far and near. To what extent is it famous?

As soon as he entered the village, Cai Gen knew.

The first time I passed by an elementary school, there were no walls, a few classrooms, no playground, no basketball hoop, all the land, and it was not very flat, and there were no children in class on weekends.

After passing by the village committee, there are two brick houses, very dilapidated, the only brand new is the unit's brand.

On a telephone pole at the entrance of the village committee, there is also a large speaker that was knocked flat. I don't know if it can still make a sound.

Then, it was near the master's house.

Why are there so many hotel brands?In a small village, this is strange.

Cai Gen asked his wife,

"Is there any attractions here? I haven't heard of mountains and rivers. Who lives in these hotels?"

While driving on the pothole village road, the wife explained to Cai Gen,

"This master is very famous, but he only answers questions in the morning. He does not eat after noon, and he recites sutras and worships the Buddha. Therefore, people who see things line up in advance. As time goes by, more and more people will be there. Some people have to line up all night. There are some people who are far away. They need to live here if they don’t like it that day. When the master’s neighbors see a business opportunity, they open a hotel to accommodate those who are in line and those who are far away.”

Hearing this answer, Cai Gen was completely stunned. Is it such an exaggeration?Scarce resources are unicorns in any form of business, and they are champions in every way.

Along the way, there are no less than 10 hotels, and then there is a row of cars, Mercedes-Benz BMW, Toyota Honda, and looking at the license plate, there are very few local cars, which should be those who come here.

After my wife parked the car, she started to make a phone call. After talking for a while, she took Cai Gen out of the car and walked into a hotel. Cai Gen didn’t understand, should she stay overnight in line?Seeing my wife being mysterious, I didn't ask, just follow.

When I walked into the courtyard, it was an ordinary rural home. There were a few vacant rooms. After a little cleaning, it turned into a hotel. My wife found the owner and started to communicate cordially.

"Second sister, have you got the number? It's almost this morning, right?"

The owner of the shop is a woman in her 40s. She is dressed in the city, but she is a little old. Seeing that his wife seems to be very familiar,

"Yuanyuan, here it is, you call, can I not do it? On the 36th, there are about 40 people in the morning, sure."

After speaking, he took out a piece of white paper from his pocket, with the number 36 written on it by a ballpoint pen. The wife took the piece of paper, put it in her pocket, took out 200 yuan, and stuffed it into the owner's pocket.

"Second sister, thank you so much. When will you go to the city and call me."

The shopkeeper began to decline, put his hand in his pocket, and gestured to take out the money,

"Yuanyuan, you said, what are you talking about? What a big deal, as for it? No, take it back."

The wife quickly held the shopkeeper's hand and said angrily,

"Second sister, why not? Every number outside is 500. I'm already very embarrassed. You don't want it. If something happens in the future, I won't look for you."

It is estimated that the shop owner also pretended to decline, naturally put his hand in his pocket, and hurriedly urged,

"Okay, hurry up and don't miss the call."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Cai Gen and didn't know what it had to do with Yuanyuan, so he didn't bother.

His wife didn't seem to want Cai Gen to know these people, and without introducing them, she said hello and walked out of the hotel.

After Cai Gen left the hotel, he took out the piece of white paper from his wife's pocket.

Yes, it should be cut out of A4 paper, the size of a business card, and there are stubble on the edge. It is not very neat, but it is written casually, "No. 36", that's it?

It's not an expert number from a hospital, it's not a number to buy a car, it's not a two-color ball, but it's 200 yuan, 500 yuan, or queuing up for a hotel overnight.

Looking at the piece of paper, Cai Gen's values ​​were distorted. The best result of his one-night meal delivery was 500 or 600, and it didn't appear a few times a year. The most important thing was that it was pure profit, and there was no cost to be deducted.

The wife looked at Cai Gen who was in a daze, grabbed the piece of paper, put it in her pocket, and motioned to follow.

Cai Gen followed his wife numbly, still not understanding, and asked in a low voice,

"This number, the cost of counterfeiting is a bit low. Just take a blank piece of paper and write it down. There is no anti-counterfeiting."

The wife looked back at Cai Gen with contempt, as if she had heard a joke,

"People who come here to watch things believe that there are gods who raise their heads three feet up. When people do things, the sky is watching. Who would dare to cheat in front of the master?"

This theory is indeed established. Those who don’t believe can’t come, and no one who believes in dares. The bottom line of morality here is very high, surprisingly high.

The price is a little more expensive, but the old man is innocent, the price is clearly marked, there is no intrigue, no cheating, complete equality and justice.

It seems that when people have faith, they have a bottom line in what they do, and they will not break the rules. Without faith, they will have nothing to fear.

Another possibility is that the two worlds have different worldviews and values ​​and respect each other.

I followed my wife along the parked car on the side of the road and walked a long way before I came to a single-family house.

This courtyard gate is very stylish, very stylish.

In Cai Gen's impression, apart from those attractions, I have only seen it in TV dramas, and it is still the palace in the Qing palace drama.

There are two stone lions on both sides of the courtyard entrance. I don't know what material they are, but they come alive in the sun.

The big black iron gate is thick, safe, and tall.

There are several yellow talismans pasted on the door frame, the meaning of which is unknown, and there are several small mirrors on the top.

There is also a surveillance camera next to the small mirror.

The walls of the courtyard are very high, inlaid with marble tiles, very high-end, and there are barbed wire on it.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are slogans on the courtyard wall, advertising words in metal frames,

"Admit mistakes, be confident, be humble."

"Thanksgiving, contentment, inaction."

"Be willing, tolerate, awaken."

This is a bit interesting, obviously it does not match the atmosphere of this small rural area.

Cai Gen stared at the slogan. Is this the realm of life?

All those who come to see the masters should first reflect on themselves, see which realm level they belong to, and then choose what they need to do?

　Those who want to be in it, the waves are boiling and cold, and the mountains and forests can't see its silence; those who are empty in it, the cool and hot summer, the city is not as noisy as it is.Quoted from "Cai Root Tan"

　　

　

(End of this chapter)