Chapter 174 Chapter 12 Water is like life

Just like the difference between a child counting with his fingers and an accountant with an abacus, when the calculation tool is changed from finger counting to abacus counting through a flexible method, the predictable time becomes unimaginably long, and grandpa suddenly sees his own Not only did he see himself, he even saw everyone’s fate book like the judge of the underworld, who has experienced and will experience in this life, even the past life and future life. in front of you. It was as if he was standing on a mighty river rushing eastward, watching people rushing up to him, and waving goodbye in a hurry.He can stroll along this crowded river, see the mountains of origin, and the sea of ​​destination.Everyone is like a drop of river water, crowded in it, at a loss, wondering if there is a vortex ahead, whether it will hit a stone, or even splash and fall on the thirsty soil to be absorbed.

And grandpa looked at the turbulent river, and saw where there were roundabout corners, where there were torrents, where there were stones, where it was gentle, where it was rushing, where it collided and where it turned, he could see it clearly and clearly.Individuals, as a drop of water in the river, cannot see these situations at all, and can only advance or retreat with the flow of fate.Although a very small number of them can walk out of a different life through their own efforts, most of them are still mediocre. He didn't even have a chance to show off, and was pushed by the waves of life into his final destination.

But he can see, not only a certain trend, but also everything, everything he wants to see.Although he can see all this, he can't change anything, because he is just a spectator overlooking the world, not the master of this universe.However, the landscape was spectacular enough to amaze him. Grandpa described the feeling of discovery in this way in the manuscript. I believe that when he wrote these words, he was very emotional. Fear and excitement hit his heart at the same time. Uneven, and even accidentally threw the ink-soaked wolf hair on the body, staining the newly washed clothes. He wrote the excitement at that time in the manuscript, but he did not write out the method of calculation.He himself has been confused by the grand plan of the world that suddenly unfolded before him, and he doesn't want his children and grandchildren to see it again.

For a moment he was nervous and didn't know what to do.After he wrote down these feelings, he didn't drink a drop of water, and slept for two days and two nights without eating a grain of food. He wanted to calm down, but his heart went straight to his head. Although grandpa's stepmother doesn't care about grandpa, she still does her best to grandpa.She was so anxious that she hurried to the village to find the barefoot doctor.The barefoot doctor came, felt the pulse, felt the forehead, rolled the eyes, stroked the ears, but couldn't see any problem, but the problem was right in front of him.The barefoot doctor said, I'm afraid there is no way to save her, so prepare for the funeral.When the grandpa's stepmother heard this, her legs went limp, and she anxiously asked what went wrong, whether it was food poisoning or a sudden illness.The barefoot doctor said, I have practiced medicine for decades, but I have never seen such a disease, he should have an incurable disease.

Grandpa's stepmother rolled her eyes up and collapsed to the ground. When grandpa's manuscript was written here, it brought back memories of grandpa.Grandpa said that he remembered the scene where grandpa stayed in bed for two days and two nights without eating or drinking, and he also remembered what the barefoot doctor said.At that time, my grandfather was still young, thinking that there was not much time to honor my father, so I cut a moso bamboo and went fishing in the reservoir, hoping to let my grandfather try something new before he passed away. It was also difficult to eat fish in those days, because no one had anything to eat, and the water in reservoirs, ponds, and creeks were all sieved drop by drop, and it was quite difficult to catch a fish the size of a thumb.

Grandpa's idea was very simple. He thought that grandpa couldn't eat millet mixed with bran or gruel, but he would definitely eat fish.Because the "Niannianyouyu" on the New Year's table at that time were all fish made of wood, so once there was a real fish in front of him, grandpa would definitely eat it very happily. Starting early in the morning, fishing until the stars were twinkling, Grandpa's fishing rod didn't even move, and it was Grandpa himself who was disturbed. Putting away the fishing rod, when the dejected and returning grandfather walked to the door, he was startled when he heard the loud "crackling" sound of abacus hitting the edge of the abacus.He quietly came to grandpa's room and peeked through the crack of the door.

The slightly haggard grandfather sat in front of the table wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit with patches, fiddling with abacus with one hand and memorizing something on the raw-edged paper with the other.There were already a lot of lantern flowers on the wick, which seriously affected the brightness of the light, but my grandfather didn't pay attention at all, and he was all focused on the abacus and the rough-edged paper. What is father doing?I have never seen him count the rice in the middle of the night.Besides, when the father settles accounts, there is usually a supervisor present.So what is he doing now?

This question has always been in my grandfather's mind. Many times my grandfather thought that he was embezzling rice for his own use, but he quickly denied it because my grandfather was not like this.It wasn't until grandpa saw the manuscript left by grandpa that he realized that grandpa really had selfish intentions at that time.He didn't dare to reveal the secrets, but he cared about the fate of his descendants.Moreover, at that time, many families gave birth to many children to inherit the incense.And grandpa is the only child of grandpa, and grandpa's biological mother died very early, so the stepmother didn't treat him much better.Although my grandfather's stepwife did not appear to hate my grandfather in front of my grandfather, my grandfather was very aware of his situation.When he was not present, the second wife treated her son differently.And my father is much older than his step-wife, so he is worried about his son's situation after his death.

Even without these, what father doesn't care about his son's future? So, the first thing that grandpa thought of was grandpa, so he was the first to think of grandpa's fate.He calculated that his grandfather would meet a womanizer. Of course, besides this, he also calculated many difficulties that his grandfather would encounter, but none of them could compare to the difficulty of a womanizer.According to the calculation of the bead, Grandpa will miss the female sex ghost, which will lead to the end of death.Grandpa's hands trembled, and the brush fell off from between his fingers, staining a large piece of raw paper.