The descendants of the White School

Chapter 2: Grandpa Chen

Chapter 2: Grandpa Chen

Some people say that people live to pay off the debts owed by their previous lives. Buddhism says that people's death is liberation, and they can ascend to the bliss and enjoy the infinite road. But this good person just left, and no one can accept it for a moment. From that point on, his personality changed greatly. He didn't like to talk, didn't study hard, and he skipped classes and fought all day long. Gradually, he became cruel and became notorious in school. I think this is my fault that led to Chen Hai...

I also hate the teacher for telling us that there are no ghosts in the world, but I burn paper money for two or three days, teaching us not to lie, fight and gamble, but he himself asks for sick for gambling, and also fights with the villagers in the village casino because of gambling. The swearing is worse than the hooligans in the casino. May I ask how to be a teacher? Of course, the teachers in the world are not like him. Later, I met many good teachers.

That day, Grandpa Chen called me to his home and asked me if I had seen anything. I told him the original story. He nodded and said to me, "There is something fierce in it. If you hadn't jumped down at that time, you would have finished playing."

I asked him why I jumped and they didn't finish it? Grandpa Chen called me closer and picked up my black triangle to look at it, and then put it back in my clothes. Then he said, "If you don't have this amulet, you will finish it. This 'a body charm' is like a god avoiding evil spirits. Don't take it off it in the future, you know?" Hearing what he said so magically, I nodded vigorously.

Grandpa Chen continued, "At that time, I'm afraid everyone except you was fascinated. That thing really became a climate that could fascinate five or six people at once." I think so. At that time, I shouted "not good" before they reacted.

That thing is so powerful now? Then he told his question to Grandpa Chen. Grandpa Chen said, "Now the village is going to fill in the pool. That thing is also a water ghost. If we fill in its pool, he can't become a climate and can't harm people. I'm trapping it there in a bureau, and as long as it doesn't get into the water for three days, he will disappear ashes.

I know that that thing is not harmful, so I'm relieved. Anyway, I don't dare to go there again, and it will be more reassuring. The face of that thing trembled when I thought of it.

After that incident, no one wants to mention it. Children gradually forget the horror at that time and return to their naive childhood. My childhood is really not very naive. I think about fighting, skipping classes, how to brush game copies all day long, and how to ask my family to take more money to buy cigarettes. I also have a glorious childhood in the second grade. I began to smoke and was not found by the teacher's parents until the second year of junior high school. He was also a notorious guy at school in the sixth grade.

As the old saying goes, no one has died since ancient times. Even the famous Grandpa Chen can't escape. Some people say that people who learn yin and yang may not end well. Grandpa Chen may also know that he washes his hands in his old age and does a lot of good deeds. He is also loved by many villagers and peacefully.

When I was in the fifth grade, an evening after school, I saw a lot of people in Grandpa Chen's family when I passed by. His two daughters came back and cried in the hall. At that time, I thought about what was going on? I couldn't think of a reason for a moment, so I went home. My mother was already cooking. As soon as I put down my schoolbag, Grandpa Chen's little daughter came in and said to me, "Yuqiao is back?"

Before I could answer her, she said to my mother, "Sister-in-law, my father said that he was there waiting for Yuqiao to come back to see him for the last time. Let's see if it is..."

My mother said, "It's not good for children to see this, girl, look..."

Before my mother finished speaking, Aunt Chen took the lead and said, "Sister-in-law, I know this. You can help the old man fulfill his last wish. My father also cares about Yuqiao and always asks me if Yuqiao has come back. Besides, my father should also be measured. Sister-in-law, don't worry. Is it okay, sister-in-law?"

My mother seemed to say reluctantly, "All right! You can go to Yuqiao with your aunt and come back early.

Aunt Chen took my hand and walked as if she was relieved. She didn't say anything on the road. She was just in a hurry and was afraid that she couldn't catch up with anything. My curiosity became more and more. I couldn't help asking Aunt Chen what's wrong?

Aunt Chen didn't look back. She just said to me with red eyes, "Your Grandpa Chen is going to die. He asked you to see him for the last time."

My brain buzzed and then went blank, standing still in a daze, tears in my eyes, and I couldn't help falling down. Why do I have to face parting? My grandfather died before I was born. In my eyes, Grandpa Chen is just like my own grandfather. Every bit of my childhood is vivid...

Aunt Chen asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? It's too late if you don't leave!"

I thought that I wanted to see Grandpa Chen for the last time. Now is not the time to be in a daze, so I ran all the way to Grandpa Chen's house, and ignored Aunt Chen behind me.

When I arrived at Grandpa Chen's house, I ignored the others and rushed straight to Grandpa Chen's bed. Looking at Grandpa Chen lying in **, my tears seemed to fall for free, but I couldn't say a word.

Grandpa Chen tried his best to ask others to go out first. After waiting for everyone to go out, there was only me and Grandpa Chen in the room. Grandpa Chen said to me, "Baby, I should know that you are crying so sadly. Hey, why are you a man like a woman? If you die, you die? Why are you crying? Well, don't do it now. Crying, don't talk and listen to me. Is my last words intact?

I nodded vigorously, wiped my tears, and waited for Grandpa Chen's follow-up.

What he does now, and it's even difficult to speak. But I didn't stop him. I can't watch it the most. There are some people on TV who are dying and tell him not to talk. I don't believe that he can't die without talking. If he dies, if he has last words, last wishes and so on, the living people will always help him complete it.

Grandpa Chen smiled and sorted out his words and said to me, "Baby, you also know that there are no men in my generation, and I don't want to pass on my skills to those grandchildren. You have always called me grandpa. I don't know what you think. I really treat you as my own grandson. I can see that your life is different and it is a good material to learn yin and yang. Would you like to learn it?

A traditional old man said this to you. He asked you if you would like it. In fact, he was asking you to learn. He didn't want this industry to be lost in his hands. If you could refuse it? Anyway, I didn't dare to refuse, so I had to nod hard and whispered, "Grandpa, I'd like to." Although I know that there are advantages and disadvantages to learning this, there are also bad words.

Grandpa Chen smiled. This time, he smiled very brightly, like a stone in his heart. He turned around and took out something wrapped in black cloth from under the pillow. It was quite thick. It was like a book. He handed it to my hand and said solemnly to me, "You I used to teach you, but if you didn't understand, I didn't teach you, and now I don't have a chance to teach you. Let's see when you can understand it. Don't let it be lost in the future. I know that you have a good heart, so I passed it on to you. You have to remember that 'there are gods when you raise your head three feet'. Remember that you can't use this technique to harm people, you know?"

I nodded solemnly and said I knew it. At this time, the tears kept falling like broken pearls.

Grandpa Chen looked at me and said to me, "Silly child, don't cry. Your grandfather lived to this age. You should be happy to die like this! Come and laugh, and then call Grandpa, and you can go back to eat first.

I can't laugh. Really, I can't laugh even if I'm forced to laugh. After calling my grandfather, I jumped into his arms and cried bitterly. It was the saddest time I cried in my childhood. Even "eating noodles" never cried so much, as if I had cried out my tears in those years.

After allowing me to cry for a while, Grandpa Chen patted me on the back and said to me, "Come on, get up and dry your tears. Don't cry anymore. Remember not to cry in the future, because you are a man and be strong. Hide the things first, go and call the people outside in, and then you can go back to eat first.

I hid those things in my clothes, knelt down in front of Grandpa Chen's bed and worshipped a few times. I wiped my tears. I looked at Grandpa Chen for the last time, walked out of the room and told others that Grandpa Chen was looking for them. Seeing that they had entered Grandpa Chen's room, I went home. Grandpa Chen asked me to hide things. I just didn't want to. People saw that I didn't tell anyone about Grandpa Chen's deathbed, and even my mother didn't know.

When I first arrived at my door, there was the sound of firecrackers at Grandpa Chen's house. I knew that Grandpa Chen had left. Firecrackers were set off as soon as our rural people died, which was equivalent to reporting the mourning of the villagers in the village.

A kind old man, a grandfather who accompanied me through my childhood, and a master who taught me but never called a master, he left. This is no longer a matter of tears. I can't shed tears anymore.

When I got home, I locked myself in my room. I didn't know how I fell asleep that night, and I didn't know how I spent that night. When I opened what Grandpa Chen left me, one without a name should be written by Grandpa Chen himself, and the other one looks relatively old and should be some years old. There are four big characters in the book "Qimen Dunjia".

(The story has just begun)