Chapter 4 The Past of Cordyceps: About Life, About Life

author: The unit is located on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by a few scattered farmers.At that time, I had just started working, and I didn't know much about the surrounding environment.I also went to the village a few times in my spare time, and the people I met were warm and kind.Other than that, I don't know anything about these village elders. One afternoon when I went to work, I saw someone repairing the wiring in the corridor, so I remembered that the lights in my dormitory had not been turned on for a long time. "When will the master finish the repair? The light in my dormitory is broken, please help me fix it later?" I stood in this old blue overalls with a waistband in neat clothes and shiny leather shoes. In front of a repairman full of tools and a length of wire in his hand. "Okay, hehe... Where is it? I'll be there in a while." The old man turned his head and said with a smile on his face, with a pious and humble expression, as if his life and death were within my thoughts.

"It's in the back building. Pony will come later. I'll ask him to take you there. I'm in that office. You can come and find me after you finish repairing." I pointed to him casually, "Okay, okay, Then you go ahead and I'll go there when it's done." Still smiling all over his face. I recognized him.He is a farmer in this village. I have met him, but I haven't had any contact with him.It is estimated that the farm work is not busy now, so I come out to do odd jobs to earn some spare money.Judging by his age, this person should be about sixty years old, the fact that his old face and hands that have been eroded by time and wind prove this.

I am a person who is not very confident, but I have a spontaneous sense of superiority in front of such people.Sometimes I think, in fact, the troubles and sorrows I encountered are nothing compared to the sufferings of those who face the loess with their backs to the sky, brave the scorching heat and cold, and work in the open air all day long.I comforted myself like this, smiled resentfully, and went back to the office. Made a cup of tea, lit a cigarette, and just sat on the chair and looked at the ceiling.My work is very leisurely. Every day, I sit in the office in a well-dressed and serious manner, read idle books and chat, smoke a cigarette and drink a cup of tea, and the day goes by like this.However, this leisure is not the kind of leisure stolen from the busy schedule, it is the leisure of doing nothing all day long, so there is an unreasonable emptiness and loneliness in this leisure.

Sometimes I read professional books occasionally, but I can’t calm down. I just read them superficially, and it’s not much different from not reading them.The idea of ​​wanting to enrich it was shattered silently.The emptiness took advantage of this attack, and the heart was hollowed out.Feeling dazed: I won’t just step into the ranks of eating and waiting to die, right? Thinking wildly like this, before I knew it, it was past four o'clock.Pony never came after the line was repaired, so I had to take him there by myself.Unexpectedly, they ran into Xiao Ma at the door of the dormitory. "Oh, the uncle is here, where are you going to fix it? Is it over?" Xiao Ma enthusiastically took the tools in his hand, and welcomed him into my dormitory with a smile.

I followed in without a word and told him about the situation.Seems like he's an old hand, and as soon as I finished speaking, he knew the problem: "Oh, ok, I see. It's the switch box that's broken hehehe..." The little horse ran back and forth to help, and chatted with him from time to time. I asked Xiao Ma: "Are you familiar with the master?" Xiao Ma said with a little surprise: "Yes! Oh, I don't know how late you came as a military doctor. Uncle often comes to help us. We were doing renovations last year, Uncle I have been working here for more than half a month!"

"Oh, no wonder they know each other so well!" I thought to myself. "Military doctor, how old do you think uncle is?" Xiao Ma looked at me with a smile. I glanced at him, turned around and said to the master: "Master, you must be sixty this year, right?" That’s what I thought when I was there.” Then he turned around and said, “Isn’t it, sir?” Without stopping what he was doing, the uncle simply said, “I’m seventy-eight this year, and I’ll be eighty in two years. .” This time I was really surprised, he doesn't look like someone who is about to be 80! "Ah? Oh, I really can't tell. The uncle is in good health." I replied with a smile.

"Uncle is an engineer who retired from the city, and he lives not far behind us. Let me tell you, military doctor, the land of Uncle's house is really carefully planted! A row is a row, and a ridge is a ridge... " "Engineer?" I interrupted the pony, staring. "Hehe, don't you believe me? I didn't know it when I first came here, but I heard what they said later. I have been to the uncle's house several times, and it was clean and tidy, no worse than our army. I will take you there another day Sit down, you'll know when you see it." "Master, are you an engineer?" I asked with great surprise.

"Ah, it's been almost twenty years since I retired." The uncle replied with a smile. "Then your pension should be quite a lot. How can you still earn such a small amount of money at such an advanced age?" I became more and more confused! When I asked this, Xiao Ma seemed more surprised than me! "Are you asking for money? Hehe, military doctor, you don't know. Uncle never asks for money to help us. I worked for more than half a month last year and didn't ask for a penny. Uncle always said that the neighbors in the neighborhood want money. Uncle My monthly pension is more than 3,000, and some companies often come to ask my uncle to draw drawings, and a drawing can be worth 40,000 to 50,000 yuan! My uncle has a younger brother who is an associate professor, and his two sons are big bosses! Hehehe, can’t see Come out?"

The uncle just listened with a smile and didn't say anything.I suddenly remembered a word called "the real person does not show his face". Later, I gradually became familiar with him, and often went to sit at the uncle's house, only to realize that what Xiao Ma said was true.The uncle was just an ordinary farmer in his early years, and later went to the city as an apprentice.Then step by step to the present.When chatting, the uncle often said how can a person be idle while alive, and what is the difference between that and death? Every time I hear this, I feel extremely ashamed.After graduating from university, I was assigned to my current work unit. I went to and from get off work every day, lingering around, waiting for a salary of more than 2,000 yuan at the end of the month.Occasionally buy lottery tickets, dreaming of unrealistic dreams of getting rich.I feel self-righteous and feel that I am doing well. I shuttle back and forth all day long with oily hair and pink noodles and human appearance.Little do I know that under my bright shell, my soul has long been moldy and rusty.

Standing next to the uncle, I suddenly realized: I was just a string of colorful soap bubbles without roots. Yes, how can one be idle while alive!What's the difference between that and being dead? Now I often like to stand in front of the window and watch the Songhua River flowing slowly at the gate of the unit.Gradually, I also comprehended the emotion of Confucius, "The dead are like husbands, never giving up day and night".Confucius is the most sage and sage, and we are not comparable to ordinary people. However, the truth of life is not necessarily hidden in the vast ancient classics.It is in front of us, behind us, left and right, but we never bowed our heads, just looked at the emptiness of blooming flowers in the distance and stepped past.

In such an era of rapid change, our hearts are filled with the impetuousness of feasting and the temptation of getting rich overnight. The word "down-to-earth" is like a lost dog that no one adopts, wandering all over the street.The soul is weeping for this, so when we are frustrated and wandering, we are at a loss. Is this our life? I think we can think about the ultimate destination of life, which is not the patent of philosophers.But you keep leaving it so empty, your life is blank, so how can you talk about any destination? author: