Daomu Biji

A lot happened in the months that followed.

My life slowly returned to normal. As my third uncle, I told the people below me that I was going to visit other places for a long time and needed to leave the business of the shop to my nephew.

Someone from Xiaohua came from Changsha and took off my mask in a hotel.

When I saw my face again, I burst into tears. I didn't expect that I would be vulnerable at this time. It felt like I had been relieved of countless necessary strength, necessary bravery, and necessary responsibilities. , necessary determination, necessary bloodshed and cruelty. I finally turned back to Wu Xie.

I am finally the innocent Wu Xie who can retreat, be weak, laugh, be embarrassed, and half-death every day. I can ask others "why" and "no way" without hesitation, and I can even scold others without hesitation: "***, you don't know. Then who should I ask?"

Did I cry for a long time, get lost or have an emotional breakdown? I didn't do anything, I just couldn't stop crying. I hugged the girl and she patted my back without saying anything. When I let her go, I found tears in her eyes. She said she had never seen a person cry so sadly.

I drank a lot in the evening. I put a lot of cups on the table, so that all the ghosts and ghosts can come and join in the fun. I hope there are people I know well who can see what I am like now and feel sincerely happy.

However, the mask on the face is taken off, but the mask on the heart is difficult to take off. In the next few days, I would still suddenly speak in the tone of my third uncle, and I would suddenly wake up from my sleep, feeling that I had been exposed and all my efforts had been wasted. I even felt a strange feeling when I looked in the mirror. Good thing. This misconception of mine gradually faded away as time went by.

At least I am a person who is very adaptable to the environment. Fatty is right.

After resting. I returned to my shop, when Wang Meng saw me. He showed an unfamiliar expression, and it took him a long time to realize that it was me who was back. He gained some weight and became more decadent. I looked at the rubbings placed on the shelf, and there seemed to be a few missing. It seemed that no matter if there was no business, there would always be one or two pieces given by God.

I lay down on the recliner in the back room and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around me. Start living that kind of daydreaming life again. However, I soon found that it was impossible. The heavy business of my third uncle forced me to work hard.

Wang Meng proposed his resignation to me for the first time that night, and I gave him a salary increase before he agreed to continue working.

Even the most stable and innocent people's hearts are always slowly changing. Of course, the change was positive, and the fault was more on my side.

In fact, before, I really wanted to fire him. But now, I just wish there were more things that could make me feel real.

Try not to make any changes. I don’t know what kind of mentality this is, but on the Internet, many people call this idea: You are old.

There are still some difficulties in using Wu Xie's identity to take over Third Uncle's business. On some issues, I got help from my second uncle. There are always stumbling blocks in business management, but I am no longer afraid at all. Because, even if everything in my hand is lost now, I don't care anymore. Once people have this mentality, they can judge important things more calmly and objectively.

During this time, I also got some information about Xiaohua. All this for him. It's not too difficult, just a little tough.

His injuries were serious. After returning, he stayed in Xiehe for a while and then transferred to the United States for treatment. It took about two months before I came back from the United States. A few days after returning to China, I received an email from him, in which he told me about his general situation.

He did not attend Mrs. Huo's funeral. According to the instructions of Mrs. Huo, the Huo family was succeeded by Xiu Xiu. Xiu Xiu found it difficult to balance the various disputes in the family with her own strength. Xiaohua cut off all business with the Huo family and barely suppressed the situation. There must be various performances by various monsters and monsters, but Mrs. Huo's letter home decided that everything could only be done under the water.

The days to come will be quite difficult, but Xiaohua said it was compared to when he was a child. This is already a very good situation. He told me not to worry.

I represented the Wu family in Hangzhou and expressed my attitude. I know that with Xiaohua here, Xiuxiu can definitely go on and walk very steadily, and I will definitely help wherever I am needed: Although there will be a lot of stumblings in the future, now we can only take one step at a time. .

About three months after returning, I held a small funeral for Panzi. A small memorial service was held. Pan Zi's tomb is six tablets away from Dakui. No one was sweeping Dakui's tomb, and it was already in a mess. I simply cleaned it. After that, he helped Pan Zi deal with some trivial matters that he had not had time to deal with during his lifetime.

When I entered Pan Zi's rental house, I saw a bowl of rotten and moldy noodles on the table. The chopsticks were nearby, and the pile of molded tofu in the bowl had completely turned black and dried.

Apparently, Pan Zi was eating this bowl of noodles before he left. He left without even having time to clean up, and he could never come back.

I always feel that he knew that he would never come back, so he didn't do anything to deal with it.

I sat at the table for a while, opened two bottles of beer, drank one myself, then poured the bowl of noodles and washed the bowls. Then, I went out and found Pan Zi’s landlord and paid all the rent arrears.

The landlord was still curious: "Where are these guys?"

I thought about it and said to him: "I'm going back to my hometown to get a wife."

I think this is the best ending for Pan Zi. He had a chance to escape from this circle, but he chose an old path, although I don't know which ending he prefers. As for Pan Zi, he might prefer the current ending, but to outsiders, his choice is still wrong.

The fat man has been staying in Banai. It's not convenient to contact him by phone, so I can only call Agui and ask about Fatty's current situation. Agui said that Fatty's life is very regular now. During the day, he does farm work and shakes the dustpan, and at night he cooks and stares at the moon in a daze. Many times he and Fatty could only speak two or three sentences a day.

I asked the fat man if he had any emotions. Still as completely sluggish as before?

Agui said he couldn't see any emotion, but the fat man worked very neatly and didn't talk much. What was better than before was that he could often make some witty remarks.

I told Agui that if Fatty is short of money over there, just tell me directly and I will wire it to him.

I think Fatty will get better. Fatty is not a person who can immerse himself in depression. He knows that Yuncai definitely doesn’t want to see Fat Boss becoming less interesting. The fat man will slowly get better, although this incident will definitely leave scars in his heart that cannot be healed. However, Fatty is a good person, and God will not trouble him for long.

After I gave him a salary increase, Wang Meng's work attitude became much more positive. In addition, I also returned to the shop, and the third uncle's business would come to the shop to report to me. Many people didn't know about my relationship with him. , thinking he was my confidant, and flattered him. The value of his life seems to be slowly emerging, and his energy and energy are much better.

Seeing that he had a good attitude towards doing things, I slowly started to teach him how to deal with some work matters. He got started quickly and was able to help me a lot later. Although I don't expect him to become a right-hand man like Pan Zi, I am beginning to feel that I can rely on him.

Lao Hai contacted me several times later because of business matters. Lao Hai's business developed rapidly, but it seemed that he was being targeted by some relevant department. He had never been clean when it came to taxation. In addition, antique trading was always an underground cash transaction, so he was very cautious in doing things later. In order to avoid involving him, we used many strange tricks. He didn't come forward in many transactions. I contacted the buyer directly and then exchanged the money for physical goods or gold and brought it to his girl.

That girl from his family. Originally she was my favorite type, the playful little Huang Rong. However, since that meeting, we have rarely seen each other. Later, she gradually grew up and matured, and my initial love for her gradually faded away.

One time when I went out to relax, I passed by Hero Mountain. It was crowded on weekends, and I found Lao Hai's shop among the various shops. However, the rolling shutter door was locked: I knew he was inside, but I felt too tired thinking about all kinds of pleasantries, so I turned and left. As time went by, the contact between us gradually became less and less. I don’t know whether he went in or escaped abroad. To be continued