Fortune telling

During the Spring Festival, Zhou Sen returned to Yong'an Town to celebrate the New Year.Fan Blind decided to spend the New Year in the city and go back when it was Qingming.Fan Wenzhi naturally has no opinion.After the exam on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, Fan Wenzhi started to tidy up the house.Since the house is old and the landlord is rather stingy, the walls of the house are dirty.Fan Wenzhi wanted to take this opportunity to clean up, so he discussed with the blind father whether he should paint the walls.

The blind man was worried that it would be difficult to work in such a cold day.

Fan Wenzhi also knew this, so he wanted to buy some more carbon back, but in this way, it would be difficult to live in.

The blind man made the final decision, let's talk about it in summer.Anyway, this is not my house, so there is no need to spend so much energy.

I couldn't paint the walls, so Fan Wenzhi bought some pictorials and pasted them on the walls.There are many people on the street during Chinese New Year, and it is in the city, and the place is unfamiliar, so blind people don't want to go out.Fan Wenzhi felt that the blind father needed to feel the atmosphere of the New Year, so he took people to the street to prepare New Year's goods.

Melon seeds, peanuts, candies, apples, oranges, pears are all essential.Couplets, flowers, and a vase are missing, all of these have to be brought home.Glutinous rice balls, fermented glutinous rice, brown sugar, these must be ready.All kinds of stewed vegetables and stewed meat, it's not wrong to prepare more.Since some supermarkets were closed in the first few days of the first lunar month, and no one was doing business in the vegetable market, fresh vegetables and meat began to be stocked up before the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month.

On the thirty night, Fan Wenzhi cooked three meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and one soup.The two father and son were eating quietly, and against the liveliness of the TV, it made people feel a little bleak.Fan Blind put down his chopsticks, "If Zhou Sen was here, it would be much more lively. Wenwen, why don't you talk."

Fan Wenzhi looked away from his job and looked at the blind father, "What do you want me to say? This is very good."

"Don't you think it's too quiet? The Chinese New Year is going to be lively."

Fan Wenzhi watched the TV, "I think it's quite lively."

The blind man sighed, sometimes he couldn't understand his son's thoughts.However, Fan Wenzhi felt that the blind father had a very good life recently, and he liked to toss about when he had nothing to do.I eat glutinous rice balls in the morning of the first day of the new year, which are all bought in the market.When I was in my hometown in the past, I made it myself.After the mute is gone, let the neighbors help.

Early in the morning, the blind man was eating glutinous rice balls, and wanted to toss again.No matter how I eat it, I feel that the glutinous rice balls are not tasty, and the taste is not the same as in previous years.The blind man wanted to sigh, but just opened his mouth, and quickly stopped it.Today is the first day of the new year, and everything is joyful.

Fan Wenzhi packed up his things and said, "Dad, it's already nine o'clock, hurry up and offer incense in the temple. If you go late, the Bodhisattva won't have time to bless you."

"Bah, bah, what are you talking about?" Blind Fan put on a new suit, and went out with Fan Wenzhi.

Every year on the first day of the lunar new year, temples are always the most crowded, whether in rural or urban areas.The two father and son rushed to the Great Buddha Temple, and there were so many people at the gate that they couldn't get in.Seeing this, Fan Wenzhi had no choice but to say, "Dad, there are too many people, just wait for me outside, and I'll go in to offer incense."

"Alright then, be careful."

Fan Wenzhi bought two handfuls of small incense sticks at the entrance of the temple, and two sticks of high-grade incense sticks, and put them on his shoulders and went in.There were too many people burning incense, and there was almost no room for him to insert incense in the incense burner.Fan Wenzhi lamented, I don't usually see everyone respecting this Bodhisattva, but today everyone is very pious.It is estimated that most people are like him, it is nothing more than a custom, and it is auspicious on this day.

After burning the incense, Fan Blind went to drink tea at the teahouse by the river.Fan Wenzhi wandered around by himself.This was the first time he had just gone shopping without any purpose.Looking at the antique buildings on both sides of the street and the few pedestrians on the road, Fan Wenzhi realized that he had walked into the antique street.It turns out that the Antique Street is so close to the Great Buddha Temple.The shops on both sides are closed for the new year.However, there are a few stalls on the corner of the street. There are jade, bowls, basins, and other messy things on the stalls. At first glance, they are all antique and authentic.When you touch it with your hands, you will find that it is all things that have not been around for a hundred years.There are also two jade pendants, which clearly smell of urine, it stinks to death.

Seeing this, Fan Wenzhi thought to himself that he should have some private money.Although antiques are no different from scrap metal in his eyes, everyone in the world loves them.This thing is valuable.A bowl that is only a few hundred years old can be worth tens of millions.That thing has no value other than collection.You have to serve them like you served your ancestors.

Looking at my hand, I thought I would find some time to take a look at it specially, to buy one or two pieces, and exchange for some private money.

After the first month, Fan Wenzhi took advantage of the weekend to come to Antique Street alone.At this time, the street is very lively, people come and go, and many tourists come here admiringly, and take pictures when they see something interesting or like it.Fan Wenzhi seems very leisurely, whether it is a small stall on the street or a store, he will go to have a look.Of course, you may not be able to tell what is famous just by looking at it, but you can often know the exact year of something by touching it.After walking around, Fan Wenzhi found that most of the things on the market were fake.Of course, those antique bosses must have real ones in their hands, but who knows where they are placed.

There is no gain at all, even in a large store, it is only a 200-year-old thing.It seems that the water in this industry is too deep, and it is not realistic to speculate.When Fan Wenzhi returned home disappointed, there might be other ways.

On a sunny weekend in spring, the blind man suggested that everyone go hiking in the suburbs to see pear blossoms. "Children, you just need to move more. Wenwen, you see that you are stuck in the house every day, and you are more bored than an old man like me. Zhou Sen also often goes to play ball."

"I see, let's go climbing, then let's go." Fan Wenzhi put down the newspaper, a little speechless. "I'll call Zhou Sen and ask him to close the stall."

The suburban scenic spot, Pond Mountain, got its name from the lake at the foot of the mountain.The weather is very good, so there are many people who come out for outings.Fan Wenzhi took the blind man's cane and walked ahead.Before starting to climb the mountain, the blind man hurriedly yelled: "Oh, you guys just go to climb the mountain. I will wait for you in the pavilion."

Fan Wenzhi looked at the blind father listening to the people around him with great interest, and knew that his father had the idea of ​​telling people's fortunes, and wanted to test his edge here to see if he could attract popularity.

Fan Wenzhi was a little worried, "Dad, I'll accompany you. Why don't Zhou Sen climb the mountain by yourself."

Zhou Sen sat down, "I don't want it, you come with me."

"Go, go." The blind man hurried away, "Don't spoil my good mood. Hurry up and climb the mountain. I heard that it takes about two hours to go up and down the mountain. Don't show up in front of me within two hours."

Fan Wenzhi shook his head and smiled, forget it, Dad is interested in this, why should he stop him. "Zhou Sen, let's go, let's go climbing."

The two chased me to the middle of the mountain, stopped, and looked back, half of the city became the scenery in my eyes.This feeling of seeing all the mountains and small mountains at a glance is really refreshing.The eyes of the two people crossed, let's continue, let's see who climbs up the mountain first.

Two energetic teenagers started climbing the mountain again.The people sitting on the stone benches sighed, how nice to be young!

It took almost two hours to go up and down the mountain.Zhou Sen felt tired, but if you shouted, go play football, he would immediately become lively again.Fan Wenzhi didn't feel much, the height and distance were not a burden to his current body at all.

When I went down the mountain, I saw the blind father telling fortunes in the pavilion from a distance.After listening to it for a while, Fan Wen felt happy, forget it, let's not disturb his fun for the time being.Two teenagers were lying on the concrete slab built around the big tree, and one of them occupied the side.

Zhou Sen simply lay down, "Fan Wenzhi, I'll lie down for a while, and call me when I'm about to leave." After Zhou Sen finished speaking, he put his hat on his face and really fell asleep.

Fan Wenzhi is funny, this kid is the same as when he was in his hometown, no matter where or when, he can sleep as long as he lies down.Fan Wenzhi also closed his eyes and rested his mind. The air here is very good, which can play a positive role in promoting his recovery of mental strength.The wind was blowing, the leaves were rustling, the birds were chirping, and the bugs came out of the ground cautiously. They looked around and left quickly after making sure that there was no danger.

The power of nature always has infinite mysteries. Fan Wenzhi completely stretches every pore on his body, releases his spiritual power, and feels the mysteries of nature.Suddenly an uncertain voice sounded in his mind, "Fan Wenzhi, Fan Wenzhi, can you hear me?"

Fan Wenzhi didn't move, he used his mental strength to see the big tree behind him, shaking the branches, giving people a feeling of excitement and tension.

"Fan Wenzhi, Fan Wenzhi, do you hear me calling you?"

Fan Wenzhi still didn't move, as if nothing happened.

"Fan Wenzhi, Fan Wenzhi..." An annoying voice rang in his head from time to time, but Fan Wenzhi completely ignored it.Half an hour later, Fan Wenzhi woke up Zhou Sen and left.

Fan Wenzhi thought this was the end of the matter, it was just an inexplicable tree that had been lonely for a long time and wanted to find something to do.Moreover, according to his observation, this tree is by no means only 500 years old as written on the nameplate, but must have existed for thousands of years.As a mature tree, Fan Wenzhi thinks that with his current mental strength, it is better not to provoke it.So as not to suffer, the last one is suffering.

But this tree is really endless. I thought it would be clean when I got home.But I hear Fan Wenzhi in my head when I eat, I hear Fan Wenzhi when I wash my face, and I still hear Fan Wenzhi when I sleep in class... How powerful is this tree? Brain, Fan Wenzhi no longer has the heart to guess.It only hopes that the other party can stop for a while, and stop staring at itself and barking all day long.But that voice still looked pitiful, as if he had bullied this tree.

Yo!Who is bullying whom?

In the middle of the night, it didn't stop, and it kept people from sleeping.Fan Wenzhi suddenly sat up from the bed, the iron frame bed creaked.Zhou Sen, who was in the lower bunk, was woken up, "Xiaowen, what's the matter with you? You still haven't slept in the middle of the night. You have to go to class tomorrow."

"Go to sleep, I'll just sit down for a while."

He was almost bored to death with his head full of intellectual knowledge.He really didn't bother him for so long, he always felt that his patience was very good, but after encountering this inexplicable tree, Fan Wenzhi completely collapsed.He simply got out of bed, ran to the yard, sat on the recliner, and released his mental power.Regardless of how far the mental power can reach, Fan Wenzhi roared directly in his head, "Hey, you are enough, there is no end. You want to piss me off, don't you?"

Dashu said aggrievedly: "You can clearly hear me calling you, why didn't you agree to me after so long."

Damn, it turned out that I was still in the wrong, and there is no reason for it.Fan Wenzhi was irritable, "You are powerful enough to bully the weak. You are shameless and bully the weak. After Lao Tzu's mental power recovers, I will let you experience the pain of the magic sound piercing through the brain."

"I'm not a magic voice piercing my brain. Everyone says my voice is very nice."

"Hey, narcissism also has a limit. What do you want to do after torturing me for so long? I'm afraid of you, so hurry up and tell me."

"I want to show you something first, can you come to the mountain, the distance is too far, I can't last that long."

"No time." Fan Wenzhi acted as if I was not interested and had nothing to discuss.

"You hate me, don't you?" Dashu was about to cry, and said aggrievedly.

Fan Wenzhi rubbed his eyebrows, "If I don't go, you will never end."

"I just wanted to ask you a favor, but I wanted to show you something first."

The pitiful voice really doesn't match its powerful energy.Fan Wenzhi had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, wait for me to go there at noon tomorrow." Then he said fiercely: "Also, don't call me again from now on. If you dare to call me again, I will kill you one day."

"Woooo, I'm hated." Dashu was very sad.

Fan Wenzhi ignored it and went straight back to his room to sleep.But Dashu's cries were endless, and Fan Wenzhi was defeated, "Don't cry, I won't hurt you anymore."

"It's so kind of you!"

I'm actually not well at all, I really want to sleep peacefully, you know.