Changshan Town was a big town, it was located in the center of the surrounding villages. There was no need to open a market.
When we arrived at the market, grandpa bought me a new set of clothes, he spent a hundred something. More than half of the New Year's allowance my parents sent back was used up. Grandpa saved some money through his own hard work, he weighed meat and bought fish. After thinking about it, he also bought a few long tubes of fireworks.
"Child, other people don't treat you as a person, you have to work hard! Take it! "Grandpa said sadly when he stuffed the fireworks into my hands.
Every year during the New Year, the streets would always be packed with people selling New Year's goods. At a glance, I could only see a black mass. I couldn't even see the road ahead.
I squeezed through the crowd with grandpa, the noise of the market seemed to be muted in my ears. The metal piece that I had been holding with my hand was already hung around my neck by grandpa with a red string, but I was still used to holding the metal piece in my hand.
The picture on the metal piece was already imprinted in my mind. When I closed my eyes, I could see the black and white fish spinning non-stop, the picture around the black and white fish constantly changing. Grandpa put the things he bought into a basket, and used a shoulder pole to carry it. He still held on to me with one hand. The streets were bustling with people, it was extremely difficult for grandpa to walk.
Along the way, I stopped when grandpa told me to stop, and walked when he told me to walk. Slowly, the lively market was left behind by us.
Since it was just me and grandpa at home, the New Year's preparations were very simple. There were a few pieces of smoked bacon hanging on the stove, there were a few dried fish hanging on the roof of the central room. After the New Year, the people who went south to work would bring these things to my parents.
On the first day of the New Year, there was no blood, the chickens, ducks, and fish had to be killed before the New Year. Grandpa was busy the entire day. When night came, he pulled me to set off fireworks.
"Yang Yang, come, these fireworks are yours." Grandpa stuffed the fireworks into my hands.
I just held the fireworks in my hands mechanically.
"Sigh." Grandpa sighed, and pulled me to a spacious area, "Come, grandpa will set off the fireworks with you."
Grandpa held my hand and lit the fireworks, then held my hand and raised the fireworks high.
Boom!
The fireworks shot into the sky, and suddenly exploded, blooming into a colorful flower in the sky.
"Look, so beautiful!"
There was a loud bang in my head and I suddenly woke up.
"Grandpa."
"Ah. En? "Grandpa looked like he got an electric shock, and looked at me in shock.
"You, call me again?" Grandpa grabbed my shoulders tightly.
"Grandpa." I called again. My eyes had regained their clarity. He was more intelligent than the other children.
"My good grandson, my good grandson!" Grandpa hugged me tightly as tears streamed down his face.
"Grandpa, I'm fine. Grandpa for Grandpa, for Grandpa, grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, for Grandpa for Grandpa for Grandpa
Grandpa pulled to of of Grandpa Grandpa, Grandgrandpa of Grandgrandpa of old
"Grandgrandgrandgrandpa For grandgrandgrandpa Grandgrandgrandgrandgrandgrandpa! "
However, I knew that in the two years that I didn't speak, I had comprehended a lot of principles. I only needed to look at the wind to know whether the weather was good or bad. No matter if I was sleeping or awake, standing or sitting, stopping or walking, I could feel the omnipresent Primordial Energy of Heaven and Earth. I knew how to absorb Primordial Energy into my body, and then excrete the turbid energy in my lungs.
All of this had nothing to do with my ancestors who had turned into dust, but it had a lot to do with my grandpa who had endured hardships. Without grandpa's care, I would have been lost in the world of metal pieces.
This piece of metal was like a spark that ignited the Dao Fire in my body. Or rather, it was the key to my cultivation path. This piece of metal was actually a very simple bronze plate with the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams Formation carved on it. But to me, it was an extremely precious treasure.
Because I had left a soul imprint in the process of comprehending the Dao, this ordinary bronze plate had become a bit different. It emitted an extremely mysterious light. This was the so-called "treasure light." It was no longer an ordinary piece of metal. With the protection of the treasure light, even if it was buried underground for a hundred years, it would not rust.
"Alright, alright, quickly get up. Yang Yang, grandpa will take a good look. "Grandpa quickly pulled me up. I found that grandpa's left leg was trembling. Grandpa had suffered when he was young. He had to build a railroad in a world of ice and snow, and his leg was frostbitten, leaving behind a permanent illness. When the weather changed, it would hurt a lot.
"Grandpa, your leg is hurting again?" Grandpa's pain seemed to tug at my heart, making me feel very distressed.
"Again?" Grandpa was surprised by my choice of words. I had become a fool for two years. Two years ago, I was still a five year old child, how could I know his old leg was cold?
I didn't explain anything, these things couldn't be explained clearly. "Grandpa, I'll use some hot water to warm your leg."
I let grandpa sit down first, then ran over to a wooden plate to pour a basin of hot water. I brought it in front of grandpa, then helped him take off his shoes and socks, and moved his leg to the plate.
"Grandpa, sit properly. I'll wash your leg. From now on, I will definitely be filial to you, "I said seriously. A seven year old child, when serious, would always have a bit of childishness.
But when grandpa heard it, he was very moved, tears welling up in his eyes. "Ah, our Yang Yang is sensible now."
I used the hot water to warm grandpa's leg, and at the same time, I used the energy of heaven and earth to nourish grandpa's pain.
"Ah, so comfortable." I didn't know if grandpa's leg was comfortable, or if his heart was comfortable.
The Year of the Rabbit in 1999 was a new beginning for my life.
But to the people in the village, I was still very special. The children in the village still didn't dare to get too close to me. But to me, I didn't belong to the world of these little brats. I still didn't talk much, and I didn't smile much.
Although my parents knew that I could speak again, they didn't have any reaction. They seemed to have given up on me.
I am indeed very different from other children. Including my younger brother, there were six people in the family, and the land was divided into five people's land. It was more than five mu in total. Grandpa raised a cow. Now that I had recovered, the task of herding the cow naturally fell on me.
The children in the village still rejected me, and naturally, they wouldn't let me follow the herd into the mountain. I was too lazy to follow them into the mountain. The grass on the ridge was very fresh, but because they were worried that the cow would steal the crops, they didn't allow the children to lead the cow up the ridge. Moreover, it was quite tiring.
But I had a better method. I led the cow out, and used my energy to hit the cow's head, and then shouted, "Only eat grass!"
I actually didn't know how to train the cow, but this hit really worked. I wrapped the rope around the cow's two horns. Then, I sat on a rock on the side of the road and stared blankly.
When the villagers saw that there was a cow eating grass on the side of the field, they hurriedly ran over.
"Yang Yang! Are you stupid again? You ate my family's seedlings, you must pay for it! "
I was too lazy to pay attention to them, and no one in the village dared to do anything to me.
That person ran to the field to take a look, and that cow didn't eat a single crop. It just obediently ate the grass.
After this matter spread, the villagers were even more certain that I was possessed. Otherwise, how could such a strange thing happen?
Grandpa hated it the most when people said that I was possessed, and often scolded the villagers. Because of this, the villagers no longer dared to say that I was possessed or did stupid things in front of me. But secretly, who could control other people's mouths? The children in the village didn't dare to play with me.
Fortunately, I was going to school in the second half of the year. I was already seven years old in 1999, and if it wasn't because I was delayed by entering the Dao, I would have gone to preschool in 1997, and primary school in 1998. Fortunately, I woke up at this time, otherwise, I would have to wait until the next century to go to primary school.
My parents didn't seem to care about going to primary school at all, and they didn't send any money back. Grandpa had already given up on my parents, and if it wasn't for his grandson, he would have already called my grandmother back to Ba Jiao Village.
I wasn't as interested in going to school as other people of the same age. The higher I stood, the farther I could see. I couldn't see through the mysteries of heaven and earth, so what could be more interesting than this? Although I woke up, my life had completely changed.
When it was time to register, grandpa had to personally send me. Before leaving, I looked up at the sky, and then ran back to bring an umbrella.
"Yang Yang, the sun is so big in the sky, and you brought an umbrella, are you afraid of the sun?" Grandpa didn't understand the use of an umbrella.
"I'll need it later," I didn't explain. I just held the umbrella.
The village's Big Fatso, Huang Shulang, saw me holding an umbrella, and shouted, "Look, that fool still brought an umbrella in such a big sun!"
Fatso's father, Huang Kui, was the village's butcher, and even the village's pigs were killed by him. His family often ate meat, and Huang Shulang liked to eat fatty meat, so he became Fatso. Everyone in the village said that the butcher's family raised a big fat pig.
When grandpa heard Huang Shulang's words, he frowned, "Weasel, you eat zeros every time you pass. Did your family's fatty meat only grow meat, but not brains?"
Huang Shulang wasn't afraid of my grandpa, and dared to go against him, "This year I'll be demoted, and I'll be in the same class as Yang Yang. Watch carefully, the last place will definitely fall to your family's Yang Yang."
"Weasel, are you still asleep?" Grandpa chuckled.
All the teachers in the school have heard of my name, but there was only one class in each grade, and I was of age, so no matter how unwilling the first grade's class teacher, Guo Daoying, was, she could only let me register. However, from her expression, I could tell that she wasn't willing to accept me as a student at all.
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