Traveling through the Three Realms: My Pet Is Yama

Chapter 93
Tao Zui was silent for a while, and had no choice but to talk about his past.

"When I was young, my family was poor, and my father was addicted to alcohol and gambling. Later, when I was old and had a son with me, I quit these bad habits and prepared to live a good life. But just passed two years of good life"

When Tao Zui was more than one year old, he was found to have severe crossed eyes, and the doctor suggested surgical treatment.But at that time, medicine was not developed, the success rate was mixed, and there might be signs of recurrence.

Many people in the village suggested to my father: "Since nothing can be cured, why spend so much money? It's better to apply for a disability, so that you can get some state subsidies and live a better life."

Some people suggested to his father: "Why don't you let him learn a craft from Huang Daxian, so that he can support himself in the future. People with eye problems like him are more likely to convince people who believe in Fengshui than ordinary people, and they will naturally earn more. money."

At first, my mother strongly disagreed, feeling that she had a bad reputation.

In desperation, my father resumed his life of gambling. When he won money, he would drink and get drunk. If he lost money, he couldn’t afford it. He would always be beaten up and sent back. , and took it all away.

As intoxication grows up, there are more and more places to spend money.Although there is government subsidy for going to school, the family still cannot afford his living expenses.

After finishing junior high school, he had no choice but to drop out of school and return home. In the tears of his mother's reluctance, he worshiped Huang Daxian and began to learn crafts.

From then on, I followed Huang Daxian to travel all over the world, studied for two years without any income, and finally became a teacher.With his solid learning and practical experience, he quickly became famous in the local area.

More and more people came to him to see Feng Shui, and more and more people came to thank him specifically. The life at home gradually improved, and I thought I finally had a good life.

But his father intensified his gambling, became more and more arrogant in the village, and gambled more and more.

Once, my father was domineering and fought with a foreign trader, killing him on the spot with an axe. Knowing that he had caused a catastrophe, he drank pesticides after returning home, and at the same time poured a lot of pesticides on his mother.

When Tao Zui received a call from a neighbor and rushed home, her mother had already passed away, and her father left only the last sentence:

"Zi'er, father is incompetent and doesn't know how to take care of himself, so he can only take your mother away first. You have to live well, spread the branches and leaves for the Tao family, and leave a successor for the Tao family."

Having said that, Tao Zui took a deep breath and inadvertently wiped away tears:
"My father and mother left, and I became an orphan overnight. After I settled my parents' affairs, I never set foot in that village again."

It was the end of autumn that year, and he was in extreme pain every day. He either slept under the bridge and went crazy, or slept in the park or by the side of the road.

The sanitation workers couldn't stand it anymore, and often brought him food and hot water, and advised him to be more open when he was in trouble, because the sky would not fall.

The uncles and aunts who passed by him during the morning exercise also stopped to persuade him: "Don't give up on yourself when you are young, there is no river in the world that you can't cross."

Once, he accidentally contracted a cold and fainted on a lounge chair in the park. An old soldier rescued him. He not only took him home and got him medicine, but also asked the old aunt to make ginger soup.

Looking at the amiable old Red Army, the old aunt, intoxicated by finally recovering, quickly bowed to thank her.

The old Red Army suddenly reprimanded him with a serious face:
"You enjoy the peace and prosperity laid down by the martyrs of the motherland, and stepped on the land paved with the bones of the ancestors. What right do you have to give up on yourself? Tell me, what are their personal sacrifices for? If everyone is like you If you are so selfish, will anyone give up their family for the sake of righteousness?"

The old aunt also tried to persuade:

"Young man, heaven does not give birth to useless people, and the earth does not grow nameless grass. What is the value of your life in this world? What is the meaning of living? In this world, there are 49, 81, and [-], [-] difficulties. You are so young. , the road is still long, where are we going now?”

The words of the old Red Army and the old aunt made him feel ashamed.

After the wind and cold recovered, the old Red Army took him to see a comrade-in-arms, who was his later mentor, a disabled soldier painter.

In a battle, he was wounded and his entire lower body was amputated.But he did not give up on himself, but went to the rear to work as a civilian. Later, after the war was finally won, he became a famous painter
Encouraged by the righteousness of the old Red Army, Tao Zui began to learn painting from his mentor, trying to get out of despair.

Until he adjusted his condition and was willing to calm down and work on painting, his mentor took his painting and shook his head dissatisfied:
"Your painting skills are impeccable, but you lack the vicissitudes and precipitation of experience. Go out for a walk. If you have the opportunity, you should do your best to help those who need help around you."

Encouraged by his teacher, Tao Zui tried to get out of his hometown and started wandering around:
"For so many years, I have been traveling abroad. I would like to follow my mentor's instructions and help those around me as much as I can. Although my strength is too small and insignificant, I will do my best to help and keep doing charity as my life's work."

"You are so great, your mentor is even greater!" Feng Zixi gave him a thumbs up:
"However, this does not conflict with your operation. On the contrary, if you are healthy, you can help more people better, right?"

"I know, you can't get over your parents' hurdles, but if your parents have spirits in the sky, can they feel at ease seeing you so helpless?" Tao Zui remained silent, Feng Zixi continued to persuade:
"Didn't your father still expect you to spread the branches and leaves for the Tao family? It's been so long, why bother to hold on to the past? It's time for you to live a normal life."

Zui Zui darkened his eyes. Of course he knew that Feng Zixi had good intentions and wanted to help him open up his heart.

Feng Zixi stood up and patted his shoulder:

"Go for the surgery and give yourself a chance to start a new life and live a better life. You are so talented and willing to help others. I believe your parents will be proud of you."

Intoxicated was silent for a while, and finally no longer obsessed:
"You convinced me. When this charity is over, I promise you to go to the hospital. However, I may have to trouble you to help me."

Feng Zixi smiled and said that there is no problem, everything is on her, and it will be up to her to arrange it when the time comes.

At night, the lakeside was deeper and dew was heavier, and the cool wind was piercing, Feng Zixi sent the intoxication back to the room, and went back to rest by herself.

"Finished flirting?" Feng Zixi was startled by the sudden voice as soon as she returned to the room.

"What do you mean?" Feng Zixi patted her frightened little heart, saying that his words were very strange.

"Literally." Jun Fengming got up and returned to the coffee body, his face full of displeasure.

Feng Zixi frowned a little: "I'm asking you, what do you mean by saying that? Are you jealous?" Why do you look like a little bitch who was left out in the cold?

(End of this chapter)