Chapter 6 On the God's Ear of the Qing Dynasty

For half a month, Zhu Daidong carried four bottles of Lao Bai Gan to Sanqing Taoist Temple to find an unknown Taoist priest to drink every afternoon. Sometimes on Sunday, he would stay in Sanqing Taoist Temple all day, drinking a little wine with the unknown Taoist priest, and talking about Hu Tianhai. The only change in Zhu Daidong in the past half month is that he has another cotton ball in his ear. I don't know which day it will start. He found that he can't sleep when he goes back at night. The most important factor is that the outside world is too noisy. Even if he drinks two catties, it's useless. Later, he had no choice but to add a cotton ball to his ear for "double-layer sound insulation" so that he could sleep at night, but in this way, his hearing was still much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

Zhu Daidong will come for half a month in a row, which makes the unknown Taoist look much better. Whether he drinks or eats, it is not like at the beginning, for fear that others will take it away. But no matter what, he always doesn't like to use wine glasses when he drinks, and when he eats, chopsticks are still superfluous.

"I have a question for half a month. Can you ask? Of course, if it's not convenient for you to answer, just pretend that I didn't say anything. After taking a sip of wine, the unknown Taoist priest suddenly said.

"Tay it." Zhu Daidong said without hesitation that he could not say death, and there was no room for maneuver when he said death. This was learned from the unknown Taoist priest. If you don't believe, you won't stand. Therefore, you should be very careful when accepting others, otherwise you will do something thankless. Sometimes you obviously want to help others, but you don't help. In the end, others not only don't appreciate you, but they will even hate you for it. Who told you to make a promise to do it well?

"What's wrong with the cotton in your ears?" The unknown Taoist priest seemed to be old-fashioned, but his vision was really sharp. Zhu Daidong stuffed something in his ear, and he could see it at a glance.

"When did you find out?" Zhu Daidong didn't expect the unknown Taoist priest to have a sharp vision. In the past half month, neither teachers nor students in the school have found this little secret.

"Half a month ago." The unknown Taoist priest said lightly. Half a month ago, he and Zhu Daidong could only be friends of wine and meat. Although he wondered why cotton was stuffed in his ears, he kept holding back. Now the unknown Taoist priest and Zhu Daidong can be said to be forgetful friends, care about friends, and inquire about privacy.

"Half a month ago?" Zhu Daidong was shocked. At that time, he had just put in the cotton, but he didn't think of it, so he found out.

"You don't have any hidden diseases, do you? Although I am not a famous doctor, I also know a few good ways to treat the disease. Maybe I can help you a little. The unknown Taoist priest looked concerned. He didn't know how long it had been since he cared so much about others. This is not because Zhu Daidong buys wine and meat for him every day, but because he thinks that Zhu Daidong is a good friend and his real friend.

"This is not a disease, but it makes me more uncomfortable than a disease. I don't know what's going on during this period. My ears are not quiet, and within a radius of dozens of meters, I can really hear any sound. It's so annoying. Zhu Daidong laughed at himself. If others in the school asked, he would definitely not answer. But the old way is different. Now Zhu Daidong also regards him as a bosom friend.

During this period, Zhu Daidong is really annoying. A few days ago, he just made a double-layer sound insulation, but last night he found that the double-layer sound insulation was no longer working. Maybe he would have to add another layer and three layers of sound insulation soon. But how long is it in my ears? What about after the third floor? Thinking about the pain that he could hear anything, he frowned tightly.

"No way, have you become a god?" The unknown Taoist priest pinched a peanut, threw it casually, and accurately threw it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he finally showed a trace of surprise. He was lazy, and sometimes his expression was a few slow.

Fortunately, Zhu Daidong is used to it. If it were someone else, he might regard him as a mess.

"God's ear? I'd rather be deaf than be a god. Zhu Daidong has been annoyed by his own ears these days. Everything he hears in his ears is loud. Especially when asking students to read the text aloud, he felt that he was suffering, and every time he had to take the opportunity to go to the playground.

Of course, it's not without any benefits. Sometimes after Zhu Daidong changed the double-layer sound insulation of one ear to single-layer sound insulation in the dormitory, he could hear everything in his class clearly. Especially in the self-study class, he can see who is talking nonsense and who is doing small moves. After returning to the classroom, he criticized one by one.

This move made his classmates feel nervous. Mr. Zhu seemed to have a thousand-mile eye and smooth ears. He was not in the classroom at all, but he knows everything that happened in the classroom. This is not good news for the poor students in the class. Now the discipline in his class is much better than before. Even if others are not in the classroom, students can learn to abide by themselves. Once he was accidentally seen by Liu Tao. He praised Zhu Daidong's good teaching at the weektime meeting, and his students could consciously abide by discipline, which no other class could do.

"You're wrong. The real god is blind." The unknown Taoist priest did not understand Zhu Daidong's difficulties at all, but laughed.

"No way, does it mean that if God gives him a good point, he will definitely let him compensate elsewhere? Tell me what's wrong with that blind man's ears? Zhu Daile was upset by him, blind man? You won't repeat his mistakes, will you? If that's the case, it's better to die

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly. Shen Er was born in the Qing Dynasty. His name was Nie Ye. His ears were very big. When he was a child, his father took him to see the photo. The fortune teller in the town said that he would be rich and noble in the future according to the Ma Yi Xiang Shu. After hearing this, Nie's father was very happy and gave him a silver dollar. The unknown Taoist priest began to talk nonsense again. When he talked about these anecdotes, he frowned and was very excited.

"As soon as I heard it, I knew that the 'sting point' was a liar." Zhu Daidong looked contemptuous.

"Don't interrupt, will you know if it's a liar?" The unknown Taoist priest didn't care about Zhu Daidong's rude behavior at all. He was lazy, and he was even too lazy to be angry. According to his own words, it was a waste of his strength, which was too uneconomical.

"Okay, tell me, I won't interrupt." Zhu Daidong grabbed Lao Baigan and took a big sip.

"But soon, Nie Ye's eyesight began to slowly deteriorate, blurred vision, and finally became blind. In that case, what else will my son talk about in the future? Which blind man has been rich and noble in ancient times? Nie's father felt that he was talking nonsense, so he went to ask for the silver dollar, but he said, 'It's not time yet.' Isn't this nonsense? Nie's father took back the silver dollar and smashed the "accurate" fortune-telling stall.

Zhu Daidong wanted to laugh when he heard this. Look, he was right, but when he thought about what he had just said, what he was going to say was also blocked in his throat. Originally, the unknown Taoist priest said the story of the blind man, so let him make it up.