Chapter 333 Chapter 2 The Man Who Raises Snakes

Before my grandpa and I turned around to see who was behind us, the sissy yelled in a fussy voice, "Is that the Kespo ghost you're holding?" I turned around and saw a man with a handsome face like a woman, his fingers were as slender as if he was used to pinching threads with a needle, and his index finger was slightly raised, pointing at the rose in grandpa's hand. The reason why I can tell that he is a man is because a few beard stubbles appeared on his upper lip, like rice stalks harvested after autumn.And his Adam's apple is much more obvious than ordinary people, making people worry that that Adam's apple will pierce the skin and be exposed.

"You are..." Grandpa looked at the man for a long time, but couldn't remember his name. I don't know him either. Since he called us "Master Ma and his grandson", it means that he only knows grandpa and doesn't know my name.For this feeling of being ignored, I have long been used to it.Until now when I go home, people in my village are pointing and saying: "Look, that's Tong XX's son." In Huamei Village, I heard similar voices: "Look, that's Ma XX's son." Grandson.” People who are more familiar with him said more: “He spent more time here than at home when he was a child, and he only came once a year after he went to college.”

The sissy man thought that grandpa would say his name in the end, but grandpa shook his hand and said, "I don't seem to know you?" The man didn't care, and introduced himself enthusiastically: "I am the son of the snake breeder. You don't know me, but you must know my father!" Grandpa laughed, handed the rose to me, and stretched out his hand to shake with the man, "So you are the son of Zhang Snake! I know your father. He is the most famous snake breeder in a hundred miles around! I have seen it before." Your father is whistling to tease snakes! Oh, isn’t your home far away from here? Why did you come here so early in the morning? Visiting relatives? Or doing business?”

The man stretched out his hand to hold grandpa in trepidation, and bent down unnaturally, with exaggerated respect.He smiled awkwardly, touched his nose with the other hand and said, "Yes, my father used to like to play snakes, and he went out to sell snake art. Many people know him." Grandpa stopped holding his hand, and asked: "So? Does your father stop raising snakes now? That's a pity! In the past, if someone from a family was bitten by a snake, you just need to find your father and everything will be fine. How amazing Even poisonous snakes are not afraid. I thought he would pass on his skills to you." Finally, grandpa muttered to himself, "Why doesn't he raise snakes anymore?"

The smile on the man's face became even stiffer. He pursed his lips, and then said, "Master Ma, my father sells snakes now, so he doesn't raise them anymore. He said that the ones he raises are sold and he feels distressed. It's better to go to the top of the mountain to catch snakes." Then sell the snakes. In this way, the cost is also low, and the selling price of wild snakes will be much higher.” The corner of Grandpa's mouth twitched, he let go of his hand and stroked his chin, then turned his head and asked me, "Do I still have cigarettes?" I frowned and said, "You came out early in the morning, how do I know if you still have cigarettes?"

The man hurriedly fumbled in his trouser pocket for a long time, and finally took out a cigarette of Acacia Bird, and took out a lighter from another pocket, then handed the cigarette to Grandpa, and ignited the lighter.The movement is coherent, but not skilled enough.The man said with a smile: "I don't smoke, but I always carry a few loose cigarettes with me. When I meet acquaintances, I always have to offer cigarettes or accept them." Grandpa put the cigarette butt on the flame of the lighter, took a deep breath, and said, "Thank you." The man looked bewildered, like a little girl with no change wanting candy from the commissary.He opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally said: "You're welcome. Actually, I'm not visiting relatives or doing business, but I'm here to see you."

"Looking for me?" Grandpa asked with narrowed eyes. The man nodded seriously. "What can I do for you?" Grandpa asked. Seeing that grandma was still standing at the door looking towards us, I advised grandpa, "Let's talk when we get inside. Grandma has been waiting at the door for a long time." As if he was afraid of offending me, the man hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, let's talk when we get inside." So, the three of us walked forward together on the path wetted by the night dew. Grandpa flicked the cigarette ash, and couldn't help asking: "Is there something wrong with your father? Did he tell you to come to me?"

The man shook his head and said, "No. I wanted to come by myself. I heard a lot about you from my father, so I came to ask you for help." Grandpa asked: "Then, what can I do to help you? Could it be the snake's problem? If it's something about it, you might as well ask your father for help." I thought to myself, could it be that he had some conflict with the father who raised the snake and asked grandpa to resolve it?If it's a spiritual issue, wouldn't it be better for his father to come by himself?Why call the son that grandpa doesn't know?If it's not a spiritual problem, then what is it?It can't be a problem with snakes, can it?

As soon as I thought about it, the man immediately said something that surprised both my grandpa and me: "Yes, it's about the snake. I'm here to ask you for help!" The filter tip in Grandpa's hand was just about to be stuffed into his mouth, but it stopped again. "Then you are looking for me by mistake! Why did you come to me when you let your father, who is so proficient in snake arts, not look for it?" At this time, we had already reached the ground in front of grandpa's house, and grandma came to meet us.The man hurriedly greeted grandma: "Is your old man in good health?"

Grandma was stunned for a moment, but immediately recognized him: "You are very healthy! Hehe, you are Zhang Jiu, the son of Zhang Snake?" The man laughed, his voice was as sweet as an oriole.Although the voice was nice, seeing it was made by a man made people feel uncomfortable.He nodded to grandma, happy that the old man remembered him. Grandma was surprised and said: "Oh, Zhang Jiu is such a big man! When your father came here to play snakes, you were not as tall as my dining table! You have to stand on a chair when picking vegetables! Now you are taller than me!" Grandma has a precise eye for identifying people. As long as she has a close look at someone's child and suddenly appears in front of her many years later, she can always identify who is whose child.However, grandma never seems to realize that the child will grow up with the passage of time. When she first met her, she would inevitably shout that the child has grown taller and stronger.

"What a rare guest! Come in and sit down!" Grandma quickly stepped forward and dragged him into the room, as if she was afraid that he would not come in. When he entered the door, I heard a rustling sound, like a winding snake crawling into the door.