Cultivating From Obtaining Experience

  Chapter 26 Return of the Wanderer

  Wang An looked at the expression of the person in front of him.

   "Still reluctant to give up, this guy is probably going to be happy in his heart?"

  Look at this broken book, it looks like it was eaten by a dog. It is estimated that it has been here for a long time, and no one will buy it. Now it is finally sold. As for whether it is from the Song Dynasty, there is no way to say.

  In the end, Wang An paid the money, so the book should still be valuable. He left "Sheng Bao Zhai" with the ancient book and the two jade pendants.

  I took the train back to my hometown three hundred miles away that afternoon.

   When he returned to his hometown mountain village by car from the county seat, it was already past six in the afternoon, and the sky was completely dark at this time.

  The waning moon is like a ditch, hanging on the top of the mountain.

  The small village sandwiched between two mountains is quiet, occasionally hearing a few dogs barking.

  This is called Zhangjiagou, and Wang An lived here since he was a child.

  The old persimmon tree at the entrance of the village, most of the leaves on the treetops have fallen, and the yellow persimmons hanging on the branches are very beautiful.

   Walked into the mountain village along the cement road in the village, and returned to the familiar old house.

  Open the door, and there is a light in the room, which is a bit dim, and the sound of opera comes out of the room.

  The two old people like to listen to opera.

  Cough, cough, coughing sound came from the room.

   "Who is it?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, a gray-haired old man with a hunchback came out of the room.

   "Grandma."

   "Xiao An, why are you back?" the old man was pleasantly surprised after seeing Wang An.

  Hearing the shout, an old man came out of the room, bowed and hunched.

   "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Wang An hurriedly put down the things in his hands and stepped forward to support him.

   "Backache, old trouble." Wang An's grandfather said.

   "Have you eaten yet? Let me cook for you?" Grandma Wang An said.

   "Don't be too busy, I've already eaten. Sit down, and I'll talk with you." Wang An took the old man's hand.

   "The company is on holiday, cough cough." The old man coughed again.

   "How long have you been coughing, have you taken any medicine?"

   "Take the medicine, it will be fine in a few days." The old man said with a smile.

  Wang An guessed that the old man hadn’t taken any medicine at first glance, so he hurriedly took out the cold medicine bought for the old man from his bag, poured water for the old man to let her take the medicine, and then asked grandpa about his backache.

   Looking at the old man with white hair and wrinkled face in front of him, Wang An felt guilty.

  Over the years, the two elderly people have paid too much for themselves, but I have rarely done anything for them. I just come back every year or make a phone call, and only stay for a few days when I come back, and then leave in a hurry.

   "I'm not in a hurry to go back this time, just stay with them here."

  In fact, what the elderly most desire when they are old is the company of their children and juniors, but they are afraid of causing trouble to them, so they seldom speak out.

   Whenever there are festivals, many old people will come out of their homes, stand at the entrance of the alley or the village, and look out of the village.

   They watched, waited, and waited for their children to come back, even if only once a year.

  But sometimes, they can’t wait for anyone. All they have to wait for is a phone call. They can’t see anyone for a year, two years, or three years. They will still stand outside and wait every year when the time comes, looking forward to

  Hope turned into luxury,

   Only the old couple are left to depend on each other, and there is even only one person left, lonely.

  When they are sick, they endure it and endure it, and they will not go to the hospital until they cannot bear it anymore.

  Because they have no money, because their children are far away from them, far away.

   "Well, I'm thinner than when I came back last time, but I look more energetic. Xiao An, are you working well there?"

   "Very good." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Have you found a girlfriend yet?"

   This is what the two old people are most concerned about. They are eager to see Wang An get married and have children. This is their greatest wish in this life.

   "Well, I'm looking for it, soon, soon."

   "When will you bring it back for us to see?" The old man continued to ask.

   "Well, next year."

   "You said the same thing when you came back last year." The old man smiled and looked at Wang An with love in his eyes.

   "What kind of granddaughter-in-law do you like?"

   "It's not like I marry a daughter-in-law. If you like it, you can be curious. The key is to treat you well. The one who is four years younger or four years older than you is the best. That is a first-class marriage, even two years younger..."

  As soon as the matter of marriage was mentioned, the old man talked a lot, and Wang An listened quietly.

  He suddenly felt that listening to these nagging was a very happy thing.

  It's a bit cold in the room.

  Wang An took out the clothes, health care products, and jade pendants he bought for the two old people.

  He used to think it was a kind of compensation, but the more he took it out, the more he felt that he owed the two old people too much, too much.

   "Hey, why do you buy so many things when you come back? It will cost a lot of money, right?"

   "Not much, not much, grandma, I have money."

   "If you have money, you can't spend it recklessly. You have to save it, buy a house, buy a car, and marry a wife!"

  The old man said so, but there was a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed. It was a joy from the heart.

  At night, the mountain village is very quiet, without the sound of traffic.

  Wang An was lying on the bed, coughing from the next room from time to time.

  Early in the morning, when he got up, the old man was already up, cooking.

  Wang An hurried forward to help.

  Noodles, eggs, pickles, simple breakfast, familiar taste.

  Wang An ate two big bowls.

   "If it's not enough, I'll make it for you."

   "Enough." Wang An said with a smile.

   After dinner, he helped the two old people clean up the yard and the hygiene of the house.

   Cycling to the town again to sell a lot of rice, noodles, beef, pork.

   Then I made an appointment with a doctor online, and planned to take the two elderly people to the county seat for a comprehensive physical examination tomorrow, and then find a doctor to show my grandfather's waist. If necessary, he will take the elderly to Hu'an again.

  After finishing his work, Wang An began to practice Wu Qin Xi and Tai Chi in the yard.

   "Xiao An, what are you doing here? It looks weird." Grandma asked with a smile on the side.

   "You and my grandpa can also practice Wuqinxi and Taijiquan to strengthen your body. By the way, my grandpa has a bad waist so you can practice Wuqinxi to exercise your back."

  Wang An's eyes lit up, and then he called out the old man lying on the bed, and taught him Wu Qin Xi.

   "I don't practice, it looks weird." The old man waved his hand and was about to go back to the house and lie down.

  His back hurts badly these days, he spends most of the day lying on the bed, it will be more comfortable that way.

   "Grandpa, this is the authentic Wuqinxi. I have personally experienced it. It is definitely good for your health. Try it."

   "Yes, try it." The grandma beside him said with a smile.

  In the end, the old man did not hold back Wang An, and practiced Wu Qinxi with him.

  (end of this chapter)