Chapter 185 Chapter 23 Bullying the Old and Praising the Young

"For example, an old man suddenly fell ill, and his family members were worried, so they came to me and asked my father-in-law to help me figure it out." Grandpa used an analogy, because most of the people who asked him to figure it out were people with the surname Ma nearby, so they didn't like it. Generally speaking, he is called "Master Ma" and "Yue Dae". "So I counted my knuckles in turn. If I pinched it in the east, then it was a Chinese character. Smile, it's okay, and the illness will recover soon; if I pinched it in the south, it was a Chinese character, and I had to play a gong. Well, maybe this disease will take a lot of trouble, but in the end the disease will still be cured, and there is no major problem; if it is pinched in the north, then it is the word Que, you know, seeing Yan Luo, it is estimated that this old man is near the end of his life, there is no way Already." Grandpa finished speaking and looked at me with smiling eyes.

I hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, you still haven't said a single word in one direction. What should you do if you stumble on bad Western characters?" Grandpa is really old, and his memory is like a funnel.He patted his head, smiled apologetically, and said, "Yes, there is another West that I forgot. But this is very easy, the bad word for the West is to see monsters, then this old man touched something unclean, Just ask your grandpa and I will go, ha ha." I don't know whether grandpa forgot this word on purpose or not. I asked: "Is it enough to calculate the time? Does it matter what the day is? I think some people even ask the date." When I was studying in junior high school, I occasionally saw some people ask the crooked Taoist some questions, and the crooked Taoist asked first. It is the date and time of the incident, and then it will be calculated for others.

Grandpa slapped his head again, and quickly said: "Oh, oh, yes, you still need to know the date. You have to count from three." "According to three? What do you mean?" I asked. "That is to say, it can only be counted from the third, thirteenth, and twenty-third grades of junior high school." "What do you mean?" I still don't understand.Grandpa's words are like a ball of wool full of broken ends, a piece is pulled here and a piece is pulled there, there is no coherence. Grandpa explained: "From the third day of the month to the twelfth day, it must be counted from the third day; the thirteenth is not counted as the third day, it must be counted as thirteen, and it will be counted until the 22nd; The second day of next month will be counted from the 23rd." Grandpa paused for a moment and asked, "Do you understand?" Then he said in a positive tone: "You have good grades in school, and I will tell you Understand."

But in fact I was confused. At this time, my uncle happened to pass by us, and he interjected: "Your grandfather is talking nonsense, you just count as the days of the third day after the third year of junior high school, until the twelfth day; Count up to twenty-two; when it reaches twenty-three, count as twenty-three, and count until the second day of junior high school. This is the principle of counting from three." After finishing speaking, the uncle went to busy himself. Summing it up like this, it really sounds a lot easier.I nodded repeatedly.But how to count from the knuckles, in what order, or what formula to use, I still don't understand.

Grandpa saw me nodding, thinking that I understood everything, and immediately began to tell me the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five elements.He said: "It depends not only on the hour and day, but also on the five elements. You know the five elements, right? Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, right?" Before I nodded or shook my head, Grandpa started talking directly: "The soil is prosperous in spring, the wood is prosperous in summer, the water is prosperous in autumn, and the fire is prosperous in winter. You need to know this." I had no choice but to follow my grandfather's thinking for the time being, and said wisely: "Is it good to pinch the soil in spring? It's good to pinch wood in summer, water in autumn, and fire in winter?"

Grandpa shook his head immediately. I asked: "Why? Isn't Wang just good?" "No. Wang is not necessarily good!" Grandpa said. "Why is that?" I asked. "Think about it." Grandpa looked at me meaningfully and said. But where did I think of this, I complained secretly in my heart.It's not good to pinch to prosperity, but is it better to pinch to bad luck?Grandpa didn't say a word, as if he was waiting for me to think about the reason carefully, just like the teacher in class is not in a hurry to tell you the answer, but must wait for the students to think carefully to reveal the final answer.

I had no choice but to obediently pretend to hold my chin with one hand as if thinking.After waiting for a few seconds, I pretended to shake my head and said slowly, "I didn't think about it." It's not that I didn't think about it, I didn't think about it at all. Grandpa slapped his right hand on his thigh, and said with a smile: "You bully the old, praise the middle-aged, and scold the middle-aged, haven't you learned it in the books?" I almost lost my temper at the time, what is it, bullying the old, boasting and scolding the middle-aged?I have never heard of it, let alone go to school.It seems that grandpa thought that the things learned in ancient private schools were the same as those in modern primary school textbooks.

How many times I saw my old grandfather later, I always felt that he was out of tune with this era.The modern world has changed, but he still lives in the world he saw in ancient books.Whenever this time, I will feel a burst of sadness and sadness.Did their generation leave the society on their own initiative, or did the society reject them?Either way, it's kind of cruel.But grandpa and his generation will not feel uncomfortable like me.Just like when we see others sleeping with their bodies hunched over, we always feel that the posture is uncomfortable and should be stretched out, but others still sleep soundly and sweetly.

"I didn't learn it in the book, sir should explain it in class. Sir should know these things." Grandpa was still used to calling the school a school and the teacher a gentleman.After repeated corrections by me, he slowly corrected himself.It was as if the old lady whose feet had been bound for many years suddenly let go of the cloth, and it was difficult to get used to it for a while, so she had to adapt slowly. "The teachers now are no better than before, and they don't have these things. The teachers themselves don't know these things." I said. Grandpa shook his head and said: "Your teacher has read so many books, he is equivalent to a former scholar, he must know this. They didn't talk about it because they didn't want to tell you. It must be because of the fear of breaking the four old during the Cultural Revolution."

I know it's useless to argue with him, so I have to acquiesce that our teacher knows but doesn't tell us. "When the four old books were broken, old books and ancient books would be burned. Grandpa's original books had to be handed in. I wanted to keep two copies, but I let your grandpa know. Your grandpa took the book and gave it to me Two slaps made me dizzy, and my ears were buzzing." Grandpa recalled, "Actually, I made up my mind to keep two copies. I am a poor and lower-middle peasant, so I am afraid of these things!" I was afraid that Grandpa would drag the topic far away, so I hurriedly asked: "What does it mean to bully the old, boast less and scold the middle-aged?"