my God

"Sit down and talk." Seeing that the pilgrim Liu Gang was distressed, Song Yan let him sit down on the red pine table.Although the sun was scorching at this time, fortunately there were big mulberry trees for shade, so it was very cool.

Liu Gang began to tell his story.Just like his appearance, he is a person who didn't study for many years and went down to the society. He didn't settle down until he got married and had children. He opened a barbecue restaurant in the town, and his life was decent.

Liu Gang has a very bad temper, and he likes to fight when he is angry.He has a son who is thirteen years old and is in adolescence. Liu Gang often beats and scolds him because of his naughtiness and poor academic performance.Half a month ago, the son climbed up the window sill and wanted to jump down after being beaten. Fortunately, his mother stepped forward and grabbed him tightly, otherwise the child would be disabled if he did not die.

Liu Gang knew that his discipline method was wrong, and he promised his wife not to beat the child again, but he couldn't control his emotions, and yesterday he quarreled with his son over a trivial matter, and beat him.The son looked at him with hatred in his eyes, which shocked Liu Gang for a moment.

"Master Dao, you said that I am only this one child, can I not love him? I have worked so hard to make money and save money, isn't it just to make his life easier in the future? Buying a house in the name of the child..." Liu Gang babbled a lot to Song Yan.

"Mr. Liu, what is your appeal?" Seeing that he missed the point for a long time, Song Yan asked directly.

"What?" Liu Gang was taken aback, obviously not understanding the meaning of "appeal".

"That is to say, where do you need help, and how do you want me to help you?" Song Yan patiently explained.

"Oh," Liu Gang hurriedly expressed his thoughts, "I know it's not fun to beat and scold children now, but I can't control my temper, sometimes I want to go up and kick him when I see him lingering. Feet... Look, is there any way for me to control my temper?"

Song Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and said to himself: Fortunately, if I were asked to adjust the relationship between your father and son, I really couldn't do it.

The parent-child relationship is too complicated, which involves the psychology, habits, cognition and growth environment of parents and children, and it cannot be adjusted in a short time.

"You just want to control yourself from losing your temper?" Song Yan confirmed to him again.

"Yes!" Liu Gang nodded vigorously and said, "Actually, my son has a temper like his mother's. He's not usually so violent, but sometimes he would talk back to me. Once he talked back, I couldn't help but want to do it. I thought, if I change my temper If I change it, maybe the child will not be so rebellious and deliberately confront me. You said that if he really jumped off the building, how can we live together?"

After pondering for a while, Song Yan asked, "Can I ask about your current income level and economic situation?"

Liu Gang warned: "Why do you ask this?"

"I need to know your family's financial conditions before I can prescribe the right medicine." Song Yan smiled kindly, "Don't worry, I don't want a penny from you!"

Liu Gang saw that the little road leader in front of him was white and gentle, not like a treacherous and cunning person, so he put down his guard and said truthfully: "The couple of me run my shop together, and only one waiter is hired. Expenses and costs, there may be a profit of one hundred thousand yuan a year. I have saved some money in the past few years, but I just bought a house and a car, so I only have tens of thousands of yuan in cash on hand."

"Then I can help you cure your temper, but I don't know if you can follow the request?" Song Yan said with a smile.

"any solution?"

Song Yan glanced at the gold chain around his neck, and said: "I heard that some people practice closed-mouth meditation, put a certain amount of Buddhist beads in their pockets, and take out a Buddhist beads every time they say a word. If they take out all the Buddhist beads, Then you can no longer speak for the rest of the day. Moreover, the number of prayer beads in your pocket will decrease every time, so that you will speak less and less every day."

Liu Gang hurriedly asked: "You mean, let me also practice closed-mouth meditation?"

"Of course not," Song Yan shook his head with a smile, "You are a businessman, how do you do business without talking? I mean, since you are working hard to make money and the current economic situation is not considered affluent, let's start here! "

"Please make it clear!" Liu Gang really didn't understand what the little Taoist wanted to say.

Song Yan pointed to the gold chain around his neck and said, "Is this pure gold? You change this chain to a rope with a loose buckle. Once you beat or scold your child or wife, you take off a gold bead and throw it in the Out of the window, I promise it won't take half a chain to cure you."

Although the gold beads are hollow, each one weighs more than half a gram. According to the current gold price, a bead costs more than 200 yuan.Not to mention throwing 200 yuan in a temper tantrum, it was my beloved gold chain that was torn apart. Seeing the gold chain getting shorter and shorter, no one could bear it, and it’s not like there is a mine at home.

When Liu Gang heard this, he hesitated obviously, and asked, "Is there any other way?"

Song Yan said seriously: "Everyone has a fluke mentality, and they are good at forgiving themselves. It is difficult to change some of their problems without pinching the pain. If I just reason with you, do you think you can change it? In fact, those You don’t need others to tell you the truth, you understand it yourself. Why can’t you change it? One is that it has become a habit, and the other is that the cost of making mistakes is too low. You think it’s only natural for you to discipline your child after giving him life and raising him. And after the beating, you will still be his father, and he will still be your son. So, if you sincerely want to change, be tough on yourself, if you just come here to complain, then you can go down the mountain now."

After being thoroughly pointed out by Song Yan, Liu Gang's face was filled with embarrassment.He really felt sorry for his gold chain, and when he thought of throwing the gold beads out of the window, who might pick them up, his heart ached.But think again, is money more important than family?

"Okay, I'll do what the Taoist priest said!" Liu Gang made up his mind.

"Can you really do it this way?" Song Yan expressed doubts.

Liu Gang has also been in the society for many years, and he really wants face, so it is impossible to be suspected, so he immediately replied, "A man keeps his word, I can definitely do it!"

"Then go to the main hall and swear to the mountain god! And let me remind you again, not only you can't beat and scold your children, but you can't beat and scold your wife either. Once some bad habits are formed, they will become more and more serious. If you want to change them, you must change them completely. .”

Song Yan could even imagine what the family would be like if such a strong man got angry and cursed and beat him.Since he has the heart to repent, let him change his mind completely.

"Okay, I'll swear to the mountain god!" After Liu Gang finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the main hall.

Song Yan followed behind and said again: "Let me remind you, the mountain god is different from the Sanqing Patriarch. He has a very big temper and can distinguish between good and evil. If you swear but don't keep it, be careful that the mountain god will punish you!"

Liu Gang paused, but the words he said were like splashed water, and he finally went to the main hall to swear an oath.

After sending Liu Gang away, Song Yan went back to the bedroom to continue studying spells.Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the room, he saw a crow standing on the windowsill.

"Mountain God?" Song Yan called tentatively.

The crow jumped to the ground and instantly transformed into a man in black.The man came over and stretched out his hand towards Song Yan.

This is?Song Yan looked at the outstretched hand, wondering what the other party meant.Could it be that they want to shake hands, but why are their palms facing up?Want to learn western etiquette but don't understand it?

Song Yan tentatively stretched out his hand and shook it.

When the man saw that he was about to touch his hand, he withdrew it instantly and said angrily, "Give me back the apple!"

"..." Song Yan's movements froze, and only then did he understand why the other party reached out.It turned out that he still remembered eating his apple a few days ago!

Song Yan withdrew his hand, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Isn't it because I haven't been down the mountain recently? I will definitely buy it for you when I come back from the mountain in a few days! Not only apples, but also other delicious food!"

The man rolled his eyes at him, stopped chasing after the debt, and looked around the house casually with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help joking: "You should be more familiar with this house than I am. How many years have you been in this temple?"

The man glanced back at him and snorted, "This is the room of that stinky old man, how can I know it well? He built a temple for me without my permission, and you're just looking for trouble for me!"

Song Yan understood that the man was talking about his ancestor, Taoist Fang.

But although the man said he hated it, his eyes darkened obviously when he saw the group of old-fashioned cabinets on the kang.That cabinet was bought by Taoist Fang back then and has been used until now.

"Have you lived alone on this mountain for a long time? It is a good thing that my master built a temple for you, so that you will have us to accompany you, and you will not be lonely." Song Yan said softly behind him.

"Who said I'm lonely?" Although the man said so, he didn't turn his head to give Song Yan a look.

Song Yan had already figured out his temper, and immediately said with a smile: "Come on, don't just stand, sit down! I'll make you tea!"

The man hesitated, and sat down next to the edge of the Kang.

Song Yan hurriedly took out the tea set, made a pot of tea with hot water, and after tidying up, took off his shoes and got on the kang.

"It's just that you came here. I don't understand a spell. Can you give me some advice?" Song Yan deliberately opened his big eyes and looked at the man pitifully.

"Stupid!" The man rolled his eyes at him, "Which one?"

Song Yan immediately opened a cheat book and showed him a spell drawn on it.

"Shenhuo Talisman, what's wrong?" The man squinted, completely ignoring it.

"When I draw it on paper, it can indeed make the paper burn, but it doesn't work if I draw it on a piece of wood. I don't think this talisman should be so powerful." Song Yan expressed his doubts.

"The power of the spell depends on the caster. Those who are proficient can save the process of drawing the spell and reciting the spell." After speaking, the man blew on the teapot.

Song Yan made tea with water in a thermos pot, and the temperature of the water was estimated to be less than [-] degrees, so he knew that the tea would not taste good.Now the man suddenly blew on the teapot, only to hear the sound of the water in the teapot boiling instantly, and then white gas overflowed from the lid, instantly filling the room with the aroma of tea!

It turns out that this is the power of God!Song Yan was dumbfounded for a moment.