God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 1077 Childhood
Xu Jingxing followed his mother, wandering around the shopping mall like a mother and son in an ordinary family, and only after shopping for half the morning did he pick out two sets of clothes that fit.

Well, they visited Kunlunhui.

Xu Jingxing hadn't really patronized this kind of relatively high-end shopping mall in the past. This was an eye-opening experience with his mother, but he felt that apart from the better environment, other aspects were not much different from ordinary shopping malls. Expensive, very expensive, it seems that luxury brands with names around the world can be found there.

After walking around, he really opened his eyes and realized how rich people spend their money.

Of course, what he has seen may only be the tip of the iceberg of the world of rich people, but it is still very shocking to him. Looking at the tens of thousands of 10,000+ coats, his liver is trembling.

He reckoned that with his current wealth, he would go bankrupt if he couldn't buy much here. You know, Kunlun Hui not only has clothes, but also more expensive jewelry, watches, glasses, famous wines and other luxuries. There are even life services such as financial management, collection, beauty, etc. I feel that rich people can enjoy the one-stop enjoyment from life to work when they come in. As long as they have money, they can do everything here.

After walking around like that, he felt that he really wanted to spend money here freely, and his bank card could be emptied in a few minutes.

Fortunately, men's clothing is relatively "cheap", and the two sets of shoes for the whole body "only" cost four 10,000+.

Of course, it was his mother who settled the bill.

He didn't argue with his mother, and obediently followed him out, and then went straight to the destination, which was the house of his "never met" grandparents.

He has almost no impression of the old couple. There are only a few images left by his grandfather on TV and newspapers, and they are all images from more than ten years ago. They are very thin, and he has nothing else. I don't know, he doesn't know whether he is tall, short, fat, thin, kind or serious.

However, as the car drove into Nanchizi Street, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if returning to his hometown after a long absence.

With his current strength of six senses, basically there will be no illusions. Since he is familiar with this place, it means that he should have really been here before he lost his memory, no, it should be here It's been a long time, otherwise I wouldn't have such a sense of familiarity after seeing the street.

Looking at the courtyard houses on both sides of the street, the sense of familiarity is even stronger.

When the car passed by one of the large courtyards that looked very spacious, his eyes straightened immediately, staring straight at the dry tree branches that popped out of the courtyard wall, which seemed to evoke the memories in his memory. A certain string, but I can't think of any pictures, I just vaguely feel that there has been a certain story between myself and that jujube tree.

That's right, he only saw some branches vaguely, and couldn't see the true colors of the trees at all, but he instinctively determined that it was a jujube tree.

Noticing his expression, his mother sighed softly: "That is, the Xu family..."

"Oh," he said "oh", retracted his eyes and stopped looking, but his mind was constantly churning.

It wasn't until the car stopped in front of a courtyard in another alley that he withdrew his thoughts and asked with a complicated expression, "This is it?"

"Well, this is your grandpa's house. You used to play here a lot when you were young, remember?"

"It feels familiar, but other..." He shook his head as he said, still unable to remember any pictures, as if someone had completely erased his memory, rather than sealing it.

There is still a day to unravel the sealed memory, but if it is completely erased, he will never get it back.

His mother forced a smile, took his arm and said, "Let's go, first enter the door, maybe you can remember it after walking around inside."

As soon as they took a step, the gate of the courtyard suddenly opened inwards, and a pair of old people staggered out excitedly. Among them, the gray-haired old lady ran towards him, shouting "Jing Xing" as she ran.

This is grandma?

His brain told him that he had never seen this old lady before, but his instinct made him quickly step forward to hug the old lady who was only a little over 1.5 meters tall, and then called "Grandma" without falling. , Tears fell first, and the mood was instantly agitated, and the whole person was almost completely unable to control himself.

"Hey, it's good to be back, it's good to be back," the old lady tightly grasped his palm, also crying.

And the old man with a height of about 1.7 meters five stood at the door, looked at this side with complicated eyes, sighed lightly after ten seconds, and said "just come back", and then said: "Go home , don’t cry at the door.”

Only then did the old lady wipe away her tears, and she took Xu Jingxing's hand and walked in the door with a half-crying smile: "Yes, yes, please go home, the house is still the same, it hasn't changed much, I still use the place you sleep every day After cleaning, everything is as it was.”

Xu Jingxing touched the tears that flowed out involuntarily, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head and helped the old lady into the door.

The courtyard is not very big, but it is very elegantly decorated. It does not have the red, green and green colors of traditional courtyard houses. The decoration and materials are not extravagant, and there is no exquisite workmanship that is common in other courtyard houses. Except for a plum tree in the main house, There were not even a few pots of flowers and plants, and it looked similar to the yard of an ordinary family, and it was cleaner and more complete than the dilapidated courtyard where Xu Jingxing and his sister used to live.

However, in Xu Jingxing's impression, the physical properties of this seemingly inconspicuous small courtyard are quite special.

What kind of special law? Well, in layman's terms, it is bookish.

As soon as he entered the door, he could feel the elegant atmosphere that rushed towards his face. This small courtyard was like a scholar in a green shirt standing there quietly, indifferent and elegant, not very eye-catching at first glance, but upon closer inspection endless aftertaste.

If this state can be maintained for a hundred years, the physical properties of this small courtyard may condense into phases.

Of course, the benefits to people of living in such a courtyard are self-evident. Speaking from Xu Jingxing's personal experience, it can improve a person's temperament to a certain extent, and the temperament from the inside out, including his own Mutually.The so-called shifting qi is just like this.

Sure enough, when he used the eyes of truth to observe his grandparents whom he had never met before, the appearance and temperament of the two old people were almost exactly the same as the style of Xiaoyuan, both of them were indifferent with a little bookish look.

If there is any child born and raised here, it is estimated that the temperament will not be bad.

According to Taoist Xuanyang, such a courtyard is a treasured land of geomantic omen shrouded by the star Wenchang.

However, in Xu Jingxing's view, the so-called geomantic treasure land is actually the product of the combination of the environment and people, the result of the mutual achievement of people and the environment, and both are indispensable.

The reason why the small courtyard in front of me has the characteristics it has now is not only its architectural structure and geographical location, but also the two elderly people who have lived here for decades. It may not still be like this.

Thinking of this, he followed the old lady into the door, while listening to the old lady's chatter, while looking around the layout of the room, trying to find more memories from here.

However, apart from that strong sense of familiarity, he has nothing to gain.

Soon, he was pulled by the old lady into an old decorated bedroom. The bed was still an old-fashioned hard bed, the paint on the headboard of the bed was mottled, the curtains were also the same style as 20 years ago, and the table, chairs and stools Even the paint color is the same color as the bed, obviously it was made in one piece.

Even the poster on the wall is the picture of Iverson winning the scoring title for the first time, and there is Iverson's signature on it. If there is no accident, it should be Iverson's own signature, and the time should be [-].

Unexpectedly, he was still a basketball fan when he was a child.

But being able to get a poster signed by Iverson in [-], I have to admit that his living conditions were still very good when he was a child. You know, in [-], those little kids of his age might still be Playing with mud.

Therefore, the image of this growth environment on people is really unparalleled. Although he lost the memory of that time, he believes that those years still laid a solid foundation for his growth.

There is a box of old textbooks and piles of raw paper under the bed, all of which are used. The textbook has his name on it, and the rough paper is full of immature but already up-to-date "Monument of Cao Quan".

There are also some envelopes, pick up one at random, the content is a little funny, it is a love letter written to him by a girl named Guan Guan, the love letter is very cute, but it is not difficult to find from the childish lines that he was still in kindergarten. Really domineering, full of school bully appearance.

There is also a small box containing the awards he has won, including those from kindergarten and extracurricular activities, and there is also a first prize trophy in the calligraphy competition.

In addition to these, there are some old clothes, including school uniforms, small woolen sweaters, down jackets that were relatively fashionable at the time, commemorative jackets after the Yankees won the championship in [-], Nike basketball shoes, and pure silk exercises Clothes, mille-soled cloth shoes in the old capital, and even a pair of nunchakus and an inkstone, most of which were beyond the reach of ordinary children of that era.

Apparently, all of them had been used by him.

He would take a look at every object, touch it, and feel the inexplicable familiarity carefully, and then had to put it down with regret, because he really couldn't recall the relevant memories.

"Jing Xing, do you remember anything?" His grandma asked cautiously.

He shook his head, "Nothing."

"It's okay, I will remember," his grandma quickly comforted, and then said: "By the way, let's eat first. I made your favorite chicken soup."

"Okay," he nodded, and followed his grandma into the living room, but he was stunned as soon as he entered, because there were actually two acquaintances in the living room, looking at him with smiles.

(End of this chapter)