Imperial Treasure Celestial Master

No.70 Four

I must find a place to rest and recover the consumed mental power!

As soon as this idea came to Wang Ke's mind, his eyes fell on an uncle tree not far away.Without hesitation, he took a step and strode towards the big tree not far away.

Under the big shady willow tree, there was a cool breeze, and after Wang Ke sat down against the tree, he slowly closed his eyes.Feeling the cool and refreshing feeling, he stopped thinking about any problems in his mind and allowed his mental power to slowly recover.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye.

Feeling that his mental strength has recovered a lot, Wang Ke slowly opened his eyes, glanced around for a few times, and suddenly found that under another big willow tree not far from him, an old man who set up a stall was frowning. Look at the pedestrians around.The old man was wearing a gray coat, dirty black trousers, and a tattered yellowish white towel on his shoulders.His appearance is obviously the first time he has come to the antique trading market. On the red cloth in front of him, there are a few objects that are used by ordinary people in ancient times. Although they look a bit like ancient objects, they are There are too many things in this antique market, so few people are interested in taking a closer look.

Wang Ke didn't really believe that the middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer could be a real farmer. He had been in the antique trading market for a while, and he had seen many kinds of people. He has seen a lot of men like this old farmer, and found that many of them are deliberately pretending to be pitiful, and then put a few items in the hope of gaining everyone's sympathy, so as to see them There are even many people secretly cooperating, entrusting such old farmers and defrauding them.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Ke decided to go over and have a look.

Striding to the old man under the willow tree not far away, Wang Ke looked at the items on the red cloth spread by the old man. Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, because he felt that the things in front of him looked like All like curios.

Slowly raising his head, Wang Ke looked at the old man's face.

At this moment, the old man looked extremely excited.

He has been setting up a stall here for nearly a day. Only two people came here to have a look. They shook their heads and left without even asking the price. Now that Wang Ke brought him, he seemed to see hope. With eagerness, he stared at Wang Ke's face, hoping that this young man would take a fancy to the items he put out.

The old man's longing eyes made Wang Ke's heart tremble suddenly, because he felt the other's heart from the old man's extremely hopeful eyes. Those pure eyes could never be disguised. The aura exuded from this old man, except for the breathless smell of being oppressed by life, there is no other aura, and he can't feel any treachery from him.

Perhaps, he is really an ordinary old farmer.

Wang Ke believed in this old man in his heart.

"Brother, old man, I won't lie to you. I don't know whether these things are good or bad. Anyway, they have been in my house for many years. I heard that there are many people in big cities. I don’t like this kind of old stuff, that’s why I came here, our village is dozens of miles away from here, I walked for a whole day, if you like it, I’ll sell it to you at a lower price.”

With trembling hands, the old man slowly took out the big tobacco rod, and then took out a brocade belt sewn with black cloth, then carefully poured out some shredded tobacco, lit it and smoked it slowly.

Amidst the green smoke, Wang Ke looked at the wrinkles on the old man's face and the traces left by the years on his face, and sighed in his heart.

"Walk for a day?!"

Wang Ke's heart trembled, and an unbelievable light appeared in his eyes. His eyes fell on the pair of rag shoes on the old man's feet, and he found that there was already a small crack in the cloth shoes on one of the feet. caused by broken wires.

Suddenly, he thought of his old father, and his eyes couldn't help getting a little wet. He used to save some money for himself, and was reluctant to take a two-yuan bus, walking all night from the city home.

In order to save two dollars for my son, I walked all night!

Father as a mountain!

If it wasn't for his mother telling him later, he would still be in the dark.

After learning the news, he locked himself in the room, knelt on the ground, cried and swore to God that he would let his parents live a good life, no matter how hard he was!

He knew that it wouldn't be the case if life was difficult to a certain extent. Looking at the old farmer in front of him, Wang Ke couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart.

"Yes!"

The old farmer nodded: "I didn't expect that it would be so far to come here. The Erzhuzi of our village told me that it would be a short journey by car, but I am not willing to take the car. If I come here by car, I don't know How much can these things sell for, just make do with what you can, and save more money.”

Wang Ke squatted down opposite the old man. From the old man's words, what he heard was full of bitterness and helplessness oppressed by life.

"Grandpa, if these things are worthless, aren't you wasting your time?" he asked.

The old man smiled wryly and said, "We peasants are not afraid of wasting this little work. Besides, there is nothing to be busy in the field now. It will not be too late to go to work when I go home! Little brother, look at my things. Is it worth money?"

Hearing this, he quickly felt it through looking at the breath, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy around here, so the things placed in front of the old man did not have magical artifacts.

Looking at the color of the old farmer's hope, Wang Ke couldn't bear it, so he didn't say it dead:

"It's hard to say, it's impossible to be too valuable, but if you're lucky, there are one or two antiques in here, maybe you can sell them for some money."

The old man's lips trembled, and he lowered his head and muttered, "If you can't sell it, what will my wife do!"

As he said that, some tears overflowed from the eyes of the old man, and his hand holding the pipe trembled.

Wang Ke looked at the old man pitifully, regardless of the dirt on the ground, and after sitting cross-legged, he said, "Old man, can you tell me about your family situation? What's wrong with your wife?"

The old man raised his head, touched the corners of his eyes, and said, "You don't know! My wife is lying in bed with a broken spine and can't take care of herself. I can't afford to buy Chinese medicine for her now." Now it is not the harvest season, and there is no income at all. I also have a son. My son used to be very smart and sensible. When he was young, his academic performance was the best in his class. You can bring me back the certificate of being a three-good student..."

As he talked, the old farmer was completely immersed in his own memories. When he talked about his son's face glowing with strange brilliance, he was full of pride, as if his son was the greatest pride in his life.

But as time passed, the pride on the old farmer's face completely disappeared, replaced by helplessness, anger, and desolation...

"Although life was hard at that time, I was very happy, but who knew that later..."

Speaking of this, the old farmer took a hard puff of the dry tobacco, his face full of pain.

"In high school, my son was like a different person. At that time..."

Listening to the old man's description, Wang Ke became angry, very angry!

The only son of the old farmer, who was obedient and good at school when he was young, was the pride of the old couple in their family.But since he went to high school and went to school outside, his whole person changed. He often skipped classes and fought, and was even expelled from school later, so he stopped going to school. , Even after returning home, he and his wife would beat and kick the old couple after chattering, and they even beat them several times to the hospital.

Even if they are hospitalized, they will not bypass them, and even go to the hospital to quarrel and ask for living expenses.

Is this still a son?It is clearly a beast!

Wang Ke couldn't imagine how much he and his boss suffered behind the old farmer's understatement.

The old farmer is only 46 this year, but the one tortured by his son now looks like a 70-year-old man!

In order to save his wife, he walked for a whole day and came to the antique trading market on foot. On the way, he didn't even want to buy a hot meal, and he didn't even want to buy a car. Instead, he ate the cold steamed buns he brought from home. And pickles, all the way.

"Old man, I don't know what sin I did to make my child look like that. If he can change his ways, even if he asks me to kowtow eight times to Zhengbei, I will be willing!" Tears in the old man's eyes , couldn't help but flow down again, the old face was already full of sadness and misery.

brute!

brute! ! !

Wang Ke clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely angry in his heart. < ren, if you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid of melting, and if you hold it in your hand, you are afraid of falling, but when a child grows up, is this how he repays his parents?

What a beast!

"Grandpa, think about it! If your son still doesn't repent, you can simply treat him as dead."

Looking at the distressed old farmer in front of him, Wang Ke could only comfort him in this way.

The old man wiped away the tears on his face, and said with a very bitter and helpless face: "I have thought about it before, but he is my son after all! Besides, he has grown up now, even if I don't recognize him, I can't do it." Yes! As long as he has no money, he will come home to ask for money. My wife and I have spent all our savings over the years. Sometimes we really can’t afford the money, and he just beats us up and down. Scold, alas... what evil did I do in my previous life!"

Wang Ke took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Although there are all kinds of birds in the forest, how can there be such scum in this world?

Why doesn't God just look at him a few more times, let him return to ashes as soon as possible, and go straight to hell!

Lowering his head silently, Wang Ke was going to buy these few items, even if it was his own expression of heart, this old man was not easy, and he couldn't just watch him become desperate in the end.