Yoshida Mii

Chapter 356 Retribution
It took less than a month for old man Song and Mrs. Huang to move out of Song Bai's place. The two old people who had difficulty walking before have gained weight and rounded faces. They can walk around the village without relying on crutches. After speaking, there is a world of difference from a month ago, when he was dying and stepped into the coffin board.

In fact, Aunt Song's house doesn't have any good things to make up for the old man. The homely food is just a simple meal. It's just a meal served in front of you to keep you full and sleep well at night. Old man Song and Huang's health are not bad at all. After a month of raising them, they will become stronger few.

Even though Aunt Song refused to take anything, Dongbao still asked Tiezi to send over one hundred catties of white noodles every month. On the surface, it was dry food for the old man Song, but in fact it was to subsidize Aunt Song's family. After all, the two old men were one How can Yue eat a hundred catties of flour.

Second Aunt Song was very jealous when she found out, and complained that Song Yu didn't take the old man home, so that the three acres of land and one hundred catties of flour per month belonged to their family. How much can the two old people eat and how many years can they live? !It's not their family that benefits.

Song Yu also regretted it very much, but there is no medicine for regret in this world.

"Song Bai has a bad conscience, and he will be punished sooner or later!" Aunt Qiuxia couldn't help saying angrily when chatting with Dong Bao, "Everyone has a reason not to support your grandma, but he doesn't!"

The old man Song and the Huang family can be said to have dedicated everything the Song family could to Song Bai, but they just raised a beast-like thing, unfilial and unrighteous to the extreme. They all refused to raise them.

"My grandma doesn't think he's bad." Dong Bao thought of the old man Song and Mrs. Huang he saw when he went out with Lin Shi in the morning, and sighed. I'm afraid that even now, old man Song and Mrs. Huang still think that Song Bai is There are difficulties.

Aunt Qiuxia snorted coldly, and then said: "Your grandma is in good health now, and she will not be idle when she opens her mouth to see the sky. She chatters with people when she goes out, saying that your second aunt is not good, and calling your third aunt is not a thing. , and said that she didn't want to follow your aunt, your aunt's house is too bad, she wants to live with you."

The Huang family is not stupid, compared to the material conditions, which one can compare with the winter treasure family?The food is good and the house is good, and there are servants to wait on them. When Yang Xiaohong led them here, they were very excited, but this matter can only be brought up by Dongbao. If they come here by themselves, it will not work.

Otherwise, Mrs. Huang wouldn't have gone crazy in a hurry, and foolishly used a ragged blue cloth gown to cover up friendship.

This year's winter was extremely cold and long. Before the New Year's Eve, the village had already done several funeral affairs. They were all old people who were too old to survive the winter, while old man Song and Mrs. Huang were still alive and well, wearing new padded jackets New cotton trousers for the new year.

Song Bai's family lost half of their land at once, which is equivalent to a serious loss of vitality. He himself is not very good at planting land, let alone other livelihoods. It would be shameful for him to sell tofu. In the low air pressure, the children dare not even speak loudly.

At the beginning of spring, Song Bai and Yang Xiaohong went to the town to buy some things with their baskets. Because they didn’t have a lot of money, Yang Xiaohong spent a long time picking and choosing from the stalls before she was willing to spend money to buy a few hair ropes, and then she had to talk to the hawkers who set up the stalls. Bargain, ask him to be cheaper.

"Three hair ropes cost two cents, what's so cheap?" The peddler was very impatient.

Yang Xiaohong was no longer the girl who loved to be pretty and dress up when she was unmarried. In line with the principle of saving what she can, she immediately glared at the man, turned around and left with Song Bai.

The peddler was still muttering angrily, "I don't even have the money to buy a headband, why are you out to catch a show! Just watch the excitement!"

Angrily, Yang Xiaohong turned her head to argue with the peddler, but was held back by Song Bai with a sullen face.

"Is it annoying or not?" Song Bai scolded angrily. He was already impatient when Yang Xiaohong picked up the hair rope.

"You want to have money to support your wife and children, so I don't need to be angry?" Yang Xiaohong was also angry. In the final analysis, it was because Song Bai didn't have the ability to make money that she lived a hard life.

Song Bai sneered, and squinted at Yang Xiaohong, "If I had money, would I marry you, Aunt Tiger who can't get married?"

Yang Xiaohong's eyes were red with anger, Song Bai didn't bother to coax her, and walked straight forward.

Looking at Song Bai's back without turning her head, Yang Xiaohong really wanted to leave, but thinking about it, she was not pretty, and she was a woman who had given birth to three children again. After leaving Song Bai and Tagouji, she Where can I go, in the end I had to wipe away my tears and followed Song Bai again.

Song Bai was also suffocating in his heart. He thought that he would be able to live a better life without the big burden of his elderly parents. Who knew that the burden was gone, but half of the land was cut off abruptly. Fortunately, the child was still alive. Small, clear soup and water will not starve to death.If it hadn't been for the fact that Mrs. Huang had given them some of Qiaoxian's leftover jewelry when they married Yang Xiaohong back then, they would have lost all their savings.

His life should never have been like this!Song Bai thought angrily, he should live a hundred times, a thousand times better than Lin Shi!He should be a scholar, a scholar, a Jinshi, and finally become a high-ranking official and make a fortune, with countless wealth and beautiful wives and concubines, instead of being a farmer who can't eat enough.

"This young man? This young man!"

When Song Bai was thinking wildly, someone stopped him.

The person who came was wearing a somewhat dirty green cloth gown, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a goatee. He looked about five or sixty years old, and stopped in front of Song Bai.

Song Bai has always been impatient to deal with these outsiders, and usually when he is stopped, he must ask for alms for them, "I have no money! Don't look for me, if you want money, go to those rich people!"

"Oh, the poor Taoist doesn't want money!" The old Taoist laughed, and his accent didn't look like that of Anzhou. "The poor Taoist seems to be a bit lucky..."

"What's the matter?" Song Bai's heart moved, and he became interested.

The old Taoist smiled, and shook his head while laughing, "Master, you have a wide mouth and a straight nose, and a round sky and a round place. You look like a rich man, but there is a layer of black air on the seal hall... Ouch, old Taoist This is the first time I have seen such a strange face of the young master in so many years!"

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist cupped his hands and said "Trouble", and turned to leave.

The greatest pain in Song Baiping's life was his bad luck. Now someone said something to his heart, so of course he couldn't tell people to turn around and leave, so he immediately grabbed the old Taoist priest's sleeve and said, "Master, go slowly, finish your sentence! "

At this moment, Yang Xiaohong also chased after her. Seeing that Song Bai was holding on to a poor Taoist priest, she immediately asked nervously, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Song Bai ignored her, only looked at the old Taoist eagerly, and said: "Master, this is the first time you have seen my face, and we are destined, tell me, what's wrong with my luck? "

The old Taoist licked his lips, and whispered: "Your luck is blocked! That's why the Yintang is filled with black air, and luck can't come out. After a long time, people's internal organs are corroded by vulgarity, and it becomes bad luck! "

"I'm blocked..." Song Bai immediately thought of Lin Shi next door. He always thought that Lin Shi stole his limelight and stole the talent he was supposed to obtain. Now that the old Taoist said so, he Intuitively, I thought it was Lin Shi.

Yang Xiaohong believed the letter so well, she pulled the two of them to a secluded place, and asked the old Taoist anxiously, "Master, why is my man's luck blocked? What should we do? Our family can't continue to be so unlucky." !” As she spoke, Yang Xiaohong began to cry sadly, if she kept doing this, she wouldn’t think about it.

"Is there anything else that can block the way of luck? It's that Lin Shi!" Song Bai said through gritted teeth, "Who else is there besides him? If he didn't occupy my way of luck, he's a mud leg, and he can pass the exam?"

Hearing Song Bai's words, the old Taoist said quickly, "No, no! Luck is a kind of energy that is invisible to human beings. It's not human fireworks. It's not just anyone who can take over someone else's luck."

"Who else is it?" Song Bai asked.

The old Taoist pinched his fingers to calculate, and stretched out his black hands to touch the skulls on Song Bai's face, and finally said: "I have calculated all aspects of poverty, it may be that there is something wrong with the Feng Shui of the son's house, Lead good luck to someone else's house!"

Song Bai had heard of Fengshui, and he had met a Fengshui master in Anzhou City. If a large family moved or built a house, he would ask the famous Fengshui master to give advice.

"May I ask Master to give you some pointers?" Song Bai looked serious, bowed his hands to the old Taoist, and saluted.

Yang Xiaohong also hurriedly said from the side: "Master, you can save our family. If our family continues to suffer from such misfortune, we will not be far from starving to death!"

The old Taoist couldn't resist the kind invitation of Song Bai and his wife, so he followed them back to Tagouji.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the old Taoist exclaimed, "This house is in a good location! It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is the eye of the village. It has a good location and a good location!"

Song Bai felt very relieved when he heard it, and he showed off to the Taoist priest: "There are two scholars in our family, and my elder brother is still a scholar!"

The old Taoist shook his head, "There shouldn't be only one scholar in such a good Fengshui position!"

After entering the yard, the old Taoist stroked his beard and laughed, pointing to the dilapidated east room and said: "Now I know, this room is a failure!"

Song Bai recalled that the eldest brother moved to the east room after he was selected as a scholar, and he never passed the examination again.

"I just said there is a problem with this house!" Song Bai said angrily.

The old Taoist pointed to the east room and said: "The west is high and the east is low, which is a taboo in geomantic omen for building a house. My son is a scholar, you must have heard of the purple air coming from the east, right? This purple air is auspicious luck, it must have come from the east , As a result, your West House is so high and wide that you block Ziqi back, and there is nothing to stop Ziqi in the east, so Ziqi will run away!"

Yang Xiaohong couldn't help interjecting, "Didn't Master just say that the way of luck was blocked by my man Yintang? Why did you say it was about the house?"

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Fengshui is Fengshui, luck is luck, Fengshui can affect luck, it's different!"

Song Bai was afraid that Yang Xiaohong would offend the master, so he quickly reprimanded him with a straight face: "What do women know! What are you talking about! What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and boil water for the master!"

Yang Xiaohong had no choice but to take the three ignorant children to the kitchen in embarrassment, for fear of affecting the master's feng shui.

Song Bai graciously invited the old Taoist priest into the house to have a look.

When the old Taoist priest and Song Bai came out, Song Bai's face was already full of conviction, he walked with his arm on the old Taoist priest's side, and said sincerely: "Master, you have to help me! I was originally a scholar. I was just a little bit short of passing the exam. If it wasn’t for my bad luck, I wouldn’t be where I am today. Master, when I pass the exam, I’ll cultivate a Taoist temple for you!”

The old Taoist smiled, shook his head, and said, "It's not difficult to change Feng Shui. You only need to tear down the east house and rebuild it. As long as it can be as good as the west house, you can have good luck. But..."

"Just what? Master just say it." Song Bai asked hastily.

"It's just that the luck path in your body is blocked, I'm afraid it will be difficult to unblock it." The old Taoist looked embarrassed.

Song Bai wanted to hug his head and cry, he thought that as long as he changed Feng Shui, he would be able to get rid of the bad luck that had entangled him these years, but he didn't expect that the most fundamental reason was actually on himself.

"Master! Unblock my meridians. If you have any good medicine, sell it to me, and I'll pay for it!" Song Bai's eyes were red, and he knelt down for the old Taoist priest, grabbing the old Taoist's lapel and refusing to let go, " Master, I have lived a miserable life these past few years! If this continues, my family will be ruined and my family will be destroyed, so you can’t just ignore death!"

The old Taoist hurriedly pulled him up, "What are you doing? The poor Taoist just went down the mountain to practice by chance, not a liar who sells some elixir or elixir! Besides, the meridians of the human body are set from the mother's womb. How could it be possible to change by taking medicine?"

Hearing what the old Taoist said, Song Bai was dumbfounded. The real master said that there is no elixir for transshipment. What should he do?Yang Xiaohong boiled water and came out. Hearing what Song Bai said, the family of five cried and huddled together, as if the family would run out of food tomorrow, and the whole family would go out to beg together.

"Hey!" The old Taoist sighed deeply. He couldn't bear to see Song Bai's family so miserable, so he pulled Song Bai up, shook his head and said with a smile, "My lord, don't make the children cry. The poor Taoist listens." It's really... that's all, let me figure out a way!"

Song Bai was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately wiped away his tears, "Master, just think of a way!"

The old Taoist walked back and forth around the house a few times. First, he measured the house and the yard with his footsteps, and then he used branches to write and draw on the mud floor. Even though Song Bai had been studying for so many years, he didn't realize it. What did the old Taoist write.

"That's right there!" The old Taoist finally pointed to Song Bai and Yang Xiaohong's room, "That's where the master spends most of his time. The poor Taoist wants to bury a few talismans there."

"Go, go!" Song Bai repeatedly urged.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "My lord, changing the way of luck is not something that can be accomplished overnight, nor can it be accomplished by just burying a few talismans by the old Taoist. You still need to do something."

So, under the order of the old Taoist priest, Song Bai and his family fetched clean water from the river, took basins and buckets, and took willow branches that had just sprouted to the outside of the house, and walked around the courtyard wall. , Every time you take a step, you have to kneel down and kowtow three times to the east, and the whole family has to sprinkle willow branches with water on the courtyard wall three times.

As for the old Taoist priest, he went to Song Bai's house to bury the talisman, and the location of the talisman must not be known to the owner, otherwise it would not be effective.

When Song Bai's family carried heavy wooden basins and barrels and completed the round of the ceremony exhaustedly, when they returned home, they found that the old Taoist priest had disappeared.

"The old god must have left!" Song Bai exclaimed, "I haven't had time to thank the old god yet!"

Yang Xiaohong felt something was wrong, so she hurried back to the house.Almost the moment she entered the room, she let out a scream.

"What's the matter again!" Song Bai asked impatiently as he opened the curtain and entered the room.

Yang Xiaohong was so frightened that she couldn't cry anymore, she pointed to an empty box on the bed and said, "Master, those things are gone!"

Song Bai recognized the box, it was given to them by Mrs. Huang back then, it contained a few pieces of gold and silver jewellery, it was left by Qiaoxian, and it was worth ten taels of silver.

When Song Bai was panting and chasing after him, there was no sign of the "old fairy" inside and outside of Tagouji.

After Dongbao heard about this, he was speechless for a while, and then heard that Song Bai took his wife and children to Aunt Song's house to ask Aunt Song for food. Song Bai said that Dongbao would give Aunt Song a hundred catties of white noodles every month, and the old couple couldn't eat at all. There was so much, Aunt Song must have left the rest. The white noodles left over by Mrs. Song and Mrs. Huang belonged to the old couple, and they should all have a share as children.

Aunt Song let Song Bai and Yang Xiaohong yell and scold at the door, but she couldn't come out. Later, a tall and strong pillar like an iron tower came out with a fire stick, scaring Song Bai away, and warned old man Song and Huang that if If they wanted to secretly send food to Song Bai, they would rather not have the three acres of land and one hundred catties of noodles per month than raise them, and they would not care about anything in the future.Mrs. Huang made a fuss for two days, but finally subsided.

"What the hell! It's not a personal thing!" Lin Fu said after returning from the workshop, "Isn't God saying that he is a scholar? Why did the scholar call a fake Taoist priest to deceive him? I only heard of those who don't understand The old woman was deceived by those pretenders!"

Dong Bao persuaded with a smile: "Father, put out the fire, this money, it should belong to him and others can't take it away, and he can't keep what shouldn't belong to him. Let's just pretend we don't know, and call him a liar. It's none of our business anyway." Even if Song Bai came crying to her door, Dong Bao wouldn't give him a grain.Song Bai still has three acres of land, as long as he knows how to live, he won't go hungry.

Since this happened, Yang Xiaohong cried everywhere because the Lin family next door stole her man's luck. Everyone in the village saw it as a joke, and privately said that Song Bai didn't have that ability, and he wanted to get a job and was crazy. It will be deceived by a fake Taoist priest. Such an unfilial and unrighteous person deserves to encounter this.God has eyes, and he couldn't see that Song Bai was doing all kinds of evil, and the little money he had was stolen.

(End of this chapter)