At 6: 30 in the morning, Lin Jie opened his eyes to the sound of his alarm clock and began a normal day as usual.
Three years were like one day. He woke up, got dressed, and washed up.
"The more I think about it, the more I feel like something is wrong …"
Lin Jie looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but complain.
Although his general appearance didn't change much, it was still so deceptive … No, it was persuasive, but the details were completely different.
He couldn't tell what exactly was different.
It was like someone gave him a modifier and forced him to speak. On top of the original foundation, his temperament became more like a multi-level marketing leader.
This wasn't derogatory, but it meant that he might have to talk to others first, enlighten them, and then show a standard business smile. Only then would the other party feel like he was shining like a life coach.
But now, if someone hired him to be a missionary priest, he would probably only need to wear a priest's robe and smile.
"Maybe someone will repent on the spot."
Lin Jie teased himself and rubbed his cheeks with a headache. He could feel the outline of a few extra teeth inside. Remember: http://m.9biquge.com
He was very confident in his eyesight and memory. He was sure that his intuition wasn't wrong.
Although teeth were indeed a very important factor in a person's appearance and temperament, he naturally expected the sudden appearance of eight extra teeth.
But the problem was that the appearance of the teeth was also very problematic.
In Buddhism, there was a saying that "Buddha's thirty-two faces". One of them was the "Forty Teeth Face".
The beautiful and delicate teeth symbolized Buddha's soft words and kindness to the world like a father.
In addition, in some unofficial legends, it was said that Laozi also had forty teeth.
Forty teeth was the symbol of a "perfect person".
As a Ph.D. in folklore, Lin Jie obviously knew the significance of the eight extra teeth.
It was just that he habitually didn't delve into it.
Just like when he studied folklore and did field research, he often encountered strange and incomprehensible things.
However, Lin Jie simply took it as a form of entertainment. He recorded it down and used it as material.
He was here to study folklore, not to approach the science program team.
"But isn't this a little too much?"
Lin Jie sighed and walked downstairs. "Let's ask Xiao Hei the next time he comes out."
After thinking about it, only Xiao Hei might be able to answer his question.
He didn't know many people in this world, and most of them were his guests.
As their spiritual pillar and life mentor, if he were to ask them questions, wouldn't he be indirectly destroying their psychological sustenance?
Furthermore, how was he going to tell others about this situation? Was he going to tell them that he had suddenly grown eight more teeth?
Ah ha, it would definitely scare others.
Forget it.
He did not want to be like that brat, Melissa, and cause trouble for others for no reason.
Lin Jie shook his head and smiled. He walked to the counter and cleaned up the counter. While he was at it, he started to boil the kettle. Before the kettle started boiling, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He turned his head in confusion.
Normally, there wouldn't be any guests at this time.
Moreover, with the current weather, no one would be willing to get up so early to go to such a shabby bookstore.
Thinking about it, it was most likely a regular customer.
Although the sky was dark, he could still see the customer's silhouette outside, which felt very familiar.
"Old Wang?"
The figure outside the door replied in a low voice. He closed the umbrella and bent over to open it.
Lin Jie walked over and confirmed it when he got closer. He opened the door and said out of habit, "Welcome … …"
He was thinking, why did Old Wang come back so quickly?
He had come three times in half a month, which was almost half of what he had come in the past two years.
It was not an exaggeration to call it a diarrhea visit.
Lin Jie did not think that Old Wang would be able to completely master his 《Rituals and Folklore》 in half a month and enter his own field of research. Or perhaps it could be said that it was simply impossible.
After all, he had crossed two civilizations. If he did not learn the basics, it would be like the modern era studying the ancient times, where he could only understand the general idea.
But according to what he had said before, this book had given him a lot of inspiration.
It should be because of this that he was able to draw parallels in his own field of research and had a new understanding or research direction.
According to Lin Jie's general experience, at this time, he should take advantage of this enthusiasm to immerse himself in research and quickly produce research results.
Old Wang had been like this a few times before.
That was why every time he borrowed a book, he would disappear for at least a few months. A few months later, he would reappear to borrow another book.
Now that it had only been a few days, there was no doubt that something was very wrong.
Could something have happened?
"Ding ling."
Lin Jie opened the door with doubts. It was indeed Old Wang standing outside the door.
He wore his trademark black top hat and neat old suit. The folded black umbrella was placed by the door, still dripping water.
Wang Erde raised his head and looked at Lin Jie. His eyes under the mask revealed his usual respect. He took off his hat and bowed slightly, saying, "Good morning, Mr. Lin."
"Good morning."
Lin Jie returned a smile and then opened the door completely to let Old Wang in.
Then he turned around and walked to the counter to turn off the kettle. He poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Old Wang.
"Is there an urgent matter? You came so early. If I was still in the dream, Old Wang, you would have been outside in the cold. At your age, the chances of accidents happening are very high. Remember to be careful next time. "
"Nowadays, many people are cold and indifferent. They don't even want to help the elderly for fear of causing trouble."
"Sigh, you can't blame them. Old Wang … have you heard the story 'The Farmer and the Snake'?"
Chatting with customers was also part of improving their relationship.
Moreover, he had rushed over so early in the morning, so he must be tired. It would be too cold to directly ask "Do you want to borrow a book?" It would be better to tell a short story to warm up the atmosphere.
Wang Erde shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
"The story is very simple, but it is also very memorable."
"On a cold winter day, a farmer who was returning home from the market found a snake on the side of the road. He thought that it was frozen, so he held it in his arms."
"The snake was frightened. When it completely woke up, it instinctively bit the farmer, and the farmer died because of it."
Lin Jie nagged and poured a cup of water for himself. He smiled and said, "However, if you fell in front of my door, I definitely wouldn't leave you in the lurch. After all, we are old friends, and we have a foundation of affection."
Of course, a qualified teacher would definitely not forget to arrange interactive homework after class.
Lin Jie asked, "Old Wang, in this story, do you think it was the farmer's fault or the snake's fault? When the farmer died, would he blame himself for being ignorant and weak, or would he blame the snake for being cruel and indifferent? "
Wang Erde raised his head and saw the bookstore owner's meaningful gaze. His body shook, and the water in the cup in his hand almost spilled out.
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