Chapter 43 Diamond K... We must hang a bell around our necks...

I hadn't finished reading the part about Frod's death when Dad started rolling over, getting ready to get out of bed.Holding the bun book in my hand, I was reading it with gusto, and I couldn't bear to put it down for a while, until my father made a grunt in his throat, and I hurriedly stuffed the book into my pocket. "Did you sleep well?" I asked Dad as soon as he sat up in bed. "Excellent!" He opened his eyes. "I had a weird dream." "Dream what?" I asked. He sat on the bed, as if worried that the dream would disappear as soon as he climbed out of bed.

"I dreamed about those dwarves you told me about on the lookout on the roof. Although they were all alive, only you and I realized that we were alive. There was an old doctor in the dream. He suddenly discovered that all the dwarfs were alive under their toenails. There is a small mark. But you have to use a magnifying glass or a microscope to see it. The mark consists of a badge and a number - the badge is the suit of the playing card, and the number goes from one to millions. For example Say, one of the dwarfs has a 'red heart' sign and '728964' number on the 6th nail, another dwarf has 'plum blossom' and '60143', and the third dwarf has 'square' and '2659'. I dreamed They held a census and found that no two dwarfs had the same number. It was like a massive game of poker. But, oddly enough—and I'm getting to the point now—only two of the dwarfs I don’t have a personal number, and these two people are you and me. After the other dwarves knew about this, they became wary of our father and son and were always on guard against us. In order to keep track of our whereabouts, they asked us to hang a bell around our necks.”

It was a really weird dream, but it obviously grew out of the story I told Dad. Dad finally said: "We often have strange thoughts and ideas, but it is only in sleep that the deepest thoughts come out. "Then you have to drink less." I took the opportunity to speak. Hearing my persuasion, my father didn't retort this time, but just looked at me with a smile. When we went downstairs to have breakfast, he didn't have a cigarette in his mouth, which was also very unusual. We stayed at the "Qingtianshen Hotel". Although the breakfast served was simple, it was very delicious.A few cheap items in the breakfast are served for free - in fact, its price is already included in the rent.In addition, they also serve a huge buffet, the dishes are very exquisite, as long as you can afford it, you can eat as much as you want.

Dad doesn't eat much, but today he ordered juice, yogurt, eggs, tomatoes, ham and asparagus, and I took the opportunity to eat too. "You're right, I should drink less," said Dad, as he peeled the eggs. "I get so drunk every day that I almost forget how bright the morning sun is." "But do you talk about philosophy after you quit drinking?" I asked. I've always suspected that Dad was inspired by alcohol, so I worried that he would lose his philosophic wisdom when he was sober. Dad looked up at me, surprised. "Why do you think that? Of course I also discuss philosophical issues! Not only do I do, but they are more vicious and sharp."

I breathed a sigh of relief.Sure enough, Dad talked about philosophy again and again. "In this world, most people live in a daze every day and are not curious about the things around them. Do you know why?" I shake my head. "The world has become a habit for these people," said Pa, as he sprinkled salt on the eggs. "Let's look at children! They are very curious about everything around them, and their eyes are always wide open; no matter where they go, their hands are always pointing, and their mouths are always asking questions. We Adults are different. We’ve seen things in the world so many times that we take the world in front of us for granted.”

We sat at the table, slowly eating cheese and ham.After all the food on the plate was sent to the "Wu Zang Temple", my father said, "Hans Thomas, can we make an appointment with our father and son?" "That depends on what kind of appointment is booked." I replied. Dad narrowed his eyes and looked at me: "We agreed that before we leave this world, we must try to find out the answers to two questions - who are we? Where did we come from?" "Agreed." I reached out my hand and shook it with Dad across the table. "First we have to find Mom," I said. "If you can't find her, nothing else will be discussed."