Wizard Wang Xiaobo

One morning at the beginning of April 1981, Wang Xiaobo woke up in the dormitory of ABC University in Southern Province. He was left alone at school.Thinking about it, I will be graduating in three months. Although the state is responsible for the assignment, I still want to find a good unit. If I don’t take advantage of the internship period to make connections and go out of my way, wouldn’t it be in vain to kill my bright future?But he, Wang Xiaobo, had nothing to do with him, and secondly, he had no money, and all he had was twenty cents in his trouser pocket. He didn't know how he would spend his day?

Wang Xiaobo was born in Wangjia Village, Jinping Township, Qing County, the westernmost county in Southern Province. His father died of illness when he was three years old.My mother wanted to give up because my father owed a huge amount of debt during his medical treatment, but the village head, Wang Ermao, took a loan of 1000 yuan from the township credit cooperative, and raised [-] yuan from relatives and friends, and then sent him to the province in person. City abc University registration.

During Wang Xiaobo's more than three years at ABC University, he never asked his family for a penny.Knowing that it was not easy for his mother, he borrowed more than 500 yuan for him to go to college. At that time, this was a huge sum of money.In order to raise living expenses and pay off debts, Wang Xiaobo sold blood, carried bags, and even worked part-time on construction sites during winter and summer vacations, earning ninety-three cents a day.Today is Sunday, he wanted to sleep in for a while, so he lay back on the bed again, staring blankly at the leaking water on the ceiling above his head, which has now turned into a big black spot, like a big turtle crawl there.Its head is stretched out long, as if it wants to drill forward continuously, but its limbs are firmly supported.Every time I look at the black spots that look like tortoises, I always feel an inexplicable excitement—life is not only about a glamorous appearance, maybe the true nature of tortoises is the protective nature of little people like them, that is, they must be as tough as a tortoise shell and good at To protect, you must have strong limbs like a tortoise, always keep your feet on the ground, and walk hard. No matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, you must be like the tortoise on the ceiling, never shrinking your head, and always stretching your head forward.Thinking about it, Wang Xiaobo hurriedly got up and ran to the construction site.For more than three years of college life, he insisted on running five kilometers every morning. This habit is unshakable, rain or shine. Therefore, it takes less than 10 minutes to travel more than two kilometers from the school to the construction site.

This construction site was rebuilt after a fire in a pre-liberation rich family in Qianjiang City, the provincial capital, and the foundation is being dug now.The person in charge of this construction site is Wanlong, the foreman of the city's third construction company.The acquaintance between Wanlong and Wang Xiaobo was rather dramatic. Two years ago, Wanlong was selling bicycles in a department store. As soon as he took out 120 yuan in ten yuan bundles, he was robbed by a thief next to him and ran away.This scene happened to be seen by Wang Xiaobo, who was also selling things with his classmates in the department store, and he chased after him for nearly five kilometers. Finally, he caught up with the thief and demanded 120 yuan back, which he gave back to Wanlong. , Since then, the two have become close friends.

Wang Xiaobo has been working on this construction site for almost a month, and the task Wanlong assigned him today is to dig a foundation.Near noon, the workers all went to the work shed for lunch. Wang Xiaobo had a protruding place in the ditch that was not leveled.He was very careful, and wanted to level it before going to eat, so he dug a few more hoes, but he didn't want to go down with a few hoes, so he dug up an earthen jar buried in the soil, and a few silver dollars fell out.Wang Xiaobo was taken aback, and quickly dug out the earthen jar carefully. Except for a silver box on the top, the bottom was full of silver dollars.After thinking about it again and again, Wang Xiaobo hurriedly buried the earthen jar again, ran to the shed and dragged Wanlong back to the ditch, and dug out the earthen jar again.Wan Long was also surprised when he saw it. After thinking for a while, he hurried back to the work shed to get two woven bags, poured all the silver box and silver dollars into the woven bag, and took Wang Xiaobo and ran away.

Along the way, without saying a word, Wan Long took Wang Xiaobo's hand and ran to his house. After entering the door, the two still looked at me, and you didn't speak when I looked at you.After all, Wang Xiaobo was still young, so he couldn't hold his breath: "Uncle Wan?"

Wanlong is 51 years old this year. Although he works as a foreman at the Sanjian Company, he has no rights. His wife has an agricultural household registration and his son Wan Hongwei is also a construction worker at the Sanjian Company. He is 28 years old this year and finally found a girlfriend. , but the woman's requirements are very high. There are three major items: watches, sewing machines, and bicycles.Wan Long was in trouble, suddenly he had this windfall, why wouldn't he be tempted?

"Xiao Bo, I know your family doesn't have much money, otherwise you wouldn't come to our construction site to work. Look at this silver dollar?" Wan Long asked tentatively.

"Do whatever Uncle Wan says." Wang Xiaobo worked part-time at Wanlong's construction site for several winter and summer vacations, so he respected him very much.

Wan Long smiled: "Okay, Xiao Bo, since I met you, I have always treated you like a son, and your eldest brother is not young, and his girlfriend asked for a four-speaker radio recorder yesterday, and I have no money. Or , add five cents to this silver dollar twenty-one?"

Wang Xiaobo was taken aback. Although he didn't have the legal awareness that the things dug up in the ground should be returned to the country, the song "I found a penny on the side of the road and handed it to the police uncle" is still well-known, but another Thinking, this thing buried in the ground must be the ill-gotten gains of the landlord Lao Cai, which is equivalent to killing the rich and helping the poor, but only helping Uncle Wan and himself.So he felt calm: "Then listen to Uncle Wan."

As soon as Wan Long heard this, he said nothing, picked up the two woven bags, poured the silver dollars on the table, and counted them. There were 1000 silver dollars in total. Then he went to open the silver box, and found that there was only a pair of glasses inside, and red, red, and silver dollars. Two pieces of black and three transparent lenses, six pieces in total. After playing with them for a while, he put the glasses and six pieces of lenses back into the silver box and handed them to Wang Xiaobo, and pushed 400 silver dollars from the table: "Take these, Go hide it in the school and don't be seen." After Wan Long finished speaking, he turned around and went to the kitchen to take out a bag of Qingming moi cake and handed it to Wang Xiaobo: "I didn't eat lunch, and my uncle didn't have anything good. Yes, take it and eat it."

In fact, Wan Long hadn't really appreciated silver dollars carefully. At that time, he was still young, and secondly, his family was poor, so he only used copper coins. If there were silver dollars, his father would hide them like treasures and would not let him know.Therefore, he saw that more than half of the 1000 silver dollars were cast with big-headed figures, and the rest were cast with a dragon. To be more realistic, he gave Wang Xiaobo the one who cast a dragon.

Wang Xiaobo hasn't eaten any grains since he got up, and he was really hungry, so he ate unceremoniously.Wanlong put 400 silver dollars and the silver box into a woven bag and stuffed them in.At this time, Wang Xiaobo had almost finished eating, so he picked up the woven bag to bid farewell to Wanlong and went out.

Wang Xiaobo attended the Chinese Department of ABC University, and wrote beautiful articles, which were often published in newspapers and magazines in the province.When he was a sophomore, he was recommended as the deputy editor-in-chief of the school magazine. He is not only good at political essays, but also novels, poems, and essays.In my junior year, a worker-peasant-soldier college student in my third and fourth year, who was said to be the deputy director of a certain county’s revolutionary committee, fell in love with a female classmate at the same time.But the female classmate treated both of them as indifferent, and the third child was worrying, and suddenly one day, the female classmate ignored the third child, but got along with the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee.The third child didn't know why and went crazy.After Wang Xiaobo knew about it, he went to his classmates to learn more about it, and he already knew a general idea, so he said to the second child, don't worry about it, after ten days, she will definitely talk to you, the second child was doubtful, but on the eighth day, the female classmate died. He took the initiative to come to him, and even scolded the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee as a villain.It turned out that the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee knew that this female student had a habit of going for a walk in the school woods at around nine o'clock in the evening, so he asked several students to cover their faces to scare her, and then he suddenly appeared, and after a fight, the hero saved the beauty.The female classmate is also a lover of literature, and she often publishes some dried tofu in the school magazine. Of course, if she yearns for this kind of plot, the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee will naturally become taller.Wang Xiaobo knew that there were ghosts in it, and it was impossible for little hooligans to appear in the school grove.Therefore, aiming at the fact that the female student is a lover of literature, she wrote a short story with this plot and published it in the school magazine, exposing the conspiracy.Later, Chen Yiping, the female classmate who is also the girlfriend of the third child, found out, and affectionately called him "Ghost Talent".Of course, this nickname is widely accepted by the students, and it is also because he has a wide range of interests, is well-read, capable of writing and martial arts, and has a lot of ghost ideas.Now the nickname "Ghost Wang Xiaobo" is very famous in ABC University. < renminbi, it is not as affordable as Qingming moi cake for him now.Now he only has [-] cents, which is more than enough to take the bus back to school, but he doesn't want to spend this money.And the woven bag in my hand was really a little tired after a long time. At this time, I just walked to the park in the middle of the street and sat down by the flower bed.

The park in the middle of the street is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.Some old grandpas and nainai were basking in the sun, some children were playing, and some young people were doing stunts on bicycles. The place where Wang Xiaobo sat was a bit deserted because it was close to the street.So he opened the tied woven bag, took out the silver box, and admired it carefully.The silver box was no more than 30 centimeters long, 20 centimeters wide, and about 10 centimeters high. There was a big dragon coiled on the front of the box, and two small dragons coiled on each of the four sides.Wang Xiaobo studied Chinese and knew about the royal aura of Nine Dragons Chengxiang, so he couldn't help feeling nervous. If it was a national treasure, it had to be handed over, otherwise it would be a violation of the law.He never did anything illegal, not to mention that in his subconscious mind, the matter of silver coins still remained in the consciousness of killing the rich and helping the poor, so it was not considered a crime, so he hurriedly looked at the bottom of the box, and was relieved when he saw that there was no inscription.

Maybe Wang Xiaobo was too dedicated, and didn't notice the old man with fluttering white beard who was standing next to him: "Young man, how about showing the old man?"

Wang Xiaobo was startled, and when he looked up, he saw an old man with white beard, who possessed the aloofness of an intellectual and the natural majesty of a high-ranking person. The smile that was always rippling on his face clearly gave off an amiable, indifferent affinity for fame and fortune. .His Chinese foundation has a deep-rooted influence on the essence of respecting the old and loving the young, so he silently handed the silver box to the old man.The old man looked at it, and wondered at the same time: "Good thing, good thing, is it a family tradition?"

"Oh, oh." Wang Xiaobo was noncommittal.

Seeing his honest appearance, the old man sat down next to him: "Can you tell me about the history?" Wang Xiaobo didn't dare to lie in front of the old man, and he couldn't tell the story, so he could only talk about him with Wang Gu: " Grandpa knows this thing?" Maybe it was the respect for the old man, or maybe it was the old man's affinity that infected him, so the word "grandpa" blurted out.

The old man was happy when he heard the young man call him grandpa as soon as he opened his mouth. His face became more kind, and a more eager light appeared in his eyes. He grabbed his hand and said enthusiastically: "Chengqing, call me grandpa." A child can be taught." Looking at the silver box again, he said, "Although this thing is not a cultural relic in the palace, it is also a folk handicraft from a certain age, especially the workmanship. Look, it is really top-quality." The old man stroked the silver box. Box, put it down.

"Grandpa likes it, so I'll give it to you." Wang Xiaobo thought to himself, since he had already called him grandpa, he had to show something to the old man, not to mention that he really respected the old man from the bottom of his heart, so he wanted to give this silver box away. give it to him.

The old man looked at this handsome young man in disbelief, and saw that he was wearing an old blue cloth overalls and muddy liberation shoes, just like a migrant worker who just came to the city from the countryside.So, he asked tentatively, "Are you fond of leather? How much? What price?"

Wang Xiaobo had a simple and honest face: "This thing is just a box to me, but to you, grandpa, it is a handicraft. The so-called precious sword is given to heroes, that's probably the reason."

"Are you a college student?" The old man asked seeing that he spoke well.

"Abc University senior" Wang Xiaobo stood up and took out his student ID card to show him.Then he picked up the woven bag and left: "Grandpa, goodbye."

The old man was startled, and grabbed him: "Student Wang, why don't you come and sit at my house?" The old man had a good eye, and he knew his surname was Wang just by glancing at his student ID card.Seeing that he was still hesitating, he said again: "Why, don't you give grandpa face?"

Wang Xiaobo had no choice but to obediently follow behind the old man.

The old man's home is not far from the park in the middle of the street, less than 5 minutes away.Entering the courtyard is a row of two-story buildings with a large area.Wang Xiaobo didn't dare to do this, so he sat down on a stone bench in the garden.

The old man didn't bother with him, he put the silver box on the stone table, and ran into the room by himself.After a while, the old man ran out again and handed Wang Xiaobo a dollar bill: "Sorry, I only have 200 yuan at home, let's talk about living expenses."

Seeing that he was refusing, he said again: "Xiao Wang, is it Wang Xiaobo? You and I hit it off right away, so we can be regarded as old friends? Since you have called me grandpa, I will do my part. From then on, we, grandparents and grandchildren, know each other well. If you buy it, the 200 yuan will be considered as a gift from grandpa, so you can't refuse it?"

As soon as Wang Xiaobo heard this, he hurriedly bowed down, and the old man did his part. After accepting his gift calmly, he took out a pen and wrote on a piece of paper while saying: "Grandpa's surname is Gu, Gu Yimin, this is the phone number, please call me if you need anything." With that said, Gu Yimin opened the silver box, took out the glasses and lenses and returned them to Wang Xiaobo.

At this point, Wang Xiaobo had nothing to say, so he thanked the old man sincerely, bid farewell and left. ;