Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 228
Lao Mu noticed that when the old man mentioned that the master had encountered an accident, it was obviously a little unnatural. The inadvertent shaking of his hands meant that his sensitive nerves were touched?Old Mu couldn't figure it out, but it was inconvenient to ask again, worried that if he asked about old man Chang's sad story, the story would stop and he couldn't continue.

"In the final analysis, this incident was also caused by me. That summer, I went to the south with my master. When I arrived, it happened to be the rainy season in the south. The humidity there was unimaginable for us northerners, and the clothes seemed to have never been worn. I have done it, and I feel that the clothes on my body are like washed all day long. It is very uncomfortable. It is this kind of ghost weather. I am very irritable, but I fell ill. We live in a small hotel and cannot move. Master So I went to the mountain road to ask a doctor to treat me. When I came back, the master accidentally fell off the cliff to save a child who had lost his footing. When everyone helped to bring him back to the hotel, the master was unconscious."

Lao Mu's back felt cold when he heard it, and he couldn't help saying: "This is really a disaster from the sky!"

"It's strange to say that after the doctor showed it to me, he only took a dose of medicine and healed up, but the master hadn't woken up yet, so I lived with him in the hotel and served him carefully every day. Feed him some rice water. On the third day, the master woke up slowly. When he saw me for the first time, he asked, "how is the child?" I’ve been in a coma for almost three days, and it scared me to death!”

Old Mu was very interested in the care of old man Chang, and praised: "That's not because you take good care of him!"

"It's nothing. My family was poor back then. Whether I was in the theater troupe or traveling with my master, it was all for a bite of food. Filling my stomach is the happiest thing. I have been with my master for several years. He not only taught me how to read, but also taught me how to read and write. Taught me some fists and kicks, plus he never cared about others, he robbed the rich and gave to the poor, which influenced me, so I am very grateful to the master, he made me understand the truth of helping people surpass the seven-level stupa, which cannot be bought with money of."

"Master is a good man!" Lao Mu said with emotion.

"That's right, I think so too. In fact, his kindness will eventually be rewarded. But after he fell down that time, he never stood up again. The doctor said that he broke his backbone, so in this life It’s hard to stand up again! I heard this and cried for a whole day. The master is like this, so I can only take care of him. I serve him meals every day and change his clothes. He can’t stand up, but his brain is still very good. , taught me some things every day, and I kept them in my heart. At first we had some money, but then I ran out of money, and I lived in a cave with my master on my back. I didn’t dare to steal, so I went to the streets to beg for food. In addition to begging to fill the stomach, the surplus accumulated was sold to the master to supplement his health. In this way, three months passed, and the weather was getting colder. The master advised me to leave him alone and let me leave him. How could I bear it? Leave the master!"

"Why did the master ask you to leave him?" Lao Mu interrupted and asked.

"At that time, I served the master for more than a hundred days. During these more than a hundred days, I carried excrement, urine, water and food for the master every day. The master saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He was afraid of hurting me, so he resolutely let me I left him, and I insisted, 'As long as you live, I will be with you for a day!', I said this very firmly, and the master stopped talking."

"You are really a person who talks about love and lectures!" Lao Mu sighed.

"That's it, but I couldn't keep the master. One day I went out to beg and came back, and found the master sitting there with his head drooping. I thought he was asleep. When I walked up and looked carefully, I found a pool of blood on the ground. I immediately understood Yes, the master took advantage of my time to go out, cut off the blood vessels on the wrist with a knife, and just left me and left!"

"Didn't the master leave you anything?" Except for a cloth bag in front of him, it was a blood book, which read 'Leave me alone, take the money and go down the mountain to ask for a wife'. "

"There must be a lot of money in that cloth bag?" Old Mu asked.

"As you said, he is a twenty-year-old man. Marrying a wife is enough, but I can't just go down the mountain so ruthlessly. First, I bought a simple coffin for the master, dug a hole on the spot, and buried him. After I was done, I knelt on the grave and kowtowed a few times, then wiped away my tears and came back down the mountain."

"You've been living here since then?" Old Mu couldn't believe that the old man in front of him had such an extraordinary experience.

"This is the home where I was born and raised. After I came back, I took out the money to build a house and asked for a wife. Although life was hard, I was able to get by. Now I have three sons under my knees. The eldest son and the second son are all married and have children. Only this junior, after school, followed a few young people, fooling around all day long, a few days ago I didn't know where to fight, and almost blinded one eye, do you think you hate it or not?" Chang old man said with a sigh.

"How is the specific situation? Is it better now?" Old Mu immediately cheered up when he heard the old man Chang mentioning the fight between his third son. His coming to thank him was secondary. .

"There is nothing wrong now. I don't know exactly why the fight and who I fought with. It seems that the police have been alerted. I don't know who reported the case?"

Lao Mu didn't immediately clarify the reason for his visit, but pretended to be very puzzled and asked: "It's not a trivial matter to alert the police!"

"No, I went to the driver at our police station in the morning and said that they might be locked up for robbery. Before you came, I was worrying about this matter?"

"It's useless to worry about it!" Lao Mu said regretfully.

"But this matter, we can't just watch him being locked up!" Old Chang said, spreading his hands.

"What's your son's name?" Lao Mu felt that the name was very important. After all, it was not a matter of one person. It depends on whether there is a master-slave among the participants.

"Chang Sheng, I originally gave him a name to make him a Chang Sheng general, but I didn't expect this kid to cause such a thing."

"I also have an acquaintance at the police station. I will ask someone to help you and ask if there is a good way. If there is, I will definitely inform you." Old Mu comforted, just because the old man Chang was so affectionate. Righteousness, there is no reason to convince myself not to help him.

"That couldn't be better, do you know why I told you those old things?" Old man Chang asked.

"I really haven't thought about it. I only know that your life has been rough and rich in experience. That is a book!"

"During lunch, my niece and daughter-in-law mentioned you to me, saying that you asked her about me, and told me that you were her teacher and her aunt was in your village, so I told these old things, You are a man of knowledge, let me tell you, I don’t want to write a biography for the master, I just want you to have the opportunity to write it down and compile it into a book. I have already thought about the title of the book, how about calling it "Rice Bowl"? "Old Mu knew that the so-called niece and daughter-in-law was Tian Yingju, and he didn't know what she had said to Old Man Chang to bring up such a topic.

"This proposal is good, it is called "Rice Bowl". People are born, born for their mouths, and die because of their mouths. To sum up a person's life, no matter how rich or powerful, they come for the rice bowl. First of all, they must be full. , otherwise everything else is nothing to talk about, it’s all futility!” Lao Mu’s understanding of life is much deeper.

"That is, that is, such an important task is entrusted to you. I am waiting for your good news. When the book is published, give me a copy first." Chang old man smiled slightly after finishing speaking.

"Then it's settled. I'll really write it down. I'll let you read it when it's finished." Lao Mu responded, thanked him, and got up to leave. At this moment, he heard a loud voice from outside the door. : "Second Uncle, the distinguished guest in front of you is really a man of great learning!"

"Pass..." Lao Mu looked at the face of the person who came, it was Tian Yingju from Lu Yu, the word "Thank you" that he was about to say stopped in mid-air, and swallowed it back.

(End of this chapter)