One day later, Xiang Que left the underworld and returned to the underworld, and two days later he left the southwest region and entered the Liaodong area.
This morning, in a small town on the border of Jilin, Liaodong, Xiang Que was wrapped in a thick down jacket and sat in a small stall selling breakfast.
The weather in the Northeast, after the 15th day of the first lunar month, is still very cold. Sometimes it is still snowing heavily at the end of March, especially in Jilin and Heilongjiang. The temperature is still shaking around minus 15 or 6 degrees. In the 20s, if you urinate outside, it¡¯s not easy to pull your pants back after urinating, why?
Because it's frozen hard, it's stuck!
The early stall is a shed covered with plastic sheets, which keeps out the wind but does not raise the temperature. After people sit in, they still feel very cold. The main purpose is to fill their stomachs and make a quick fix.
"Boss, bring me a bowl of tofu nao, put more sauce, three big fruits (called youtiao in the south), and a cup of soy milk," Xiang Que shouted after sitting down, rubbing his hands and stretching his neck angrily.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll serve you right away," the boss greeted, and then promptly filled Xiang Que with a bowl of warm tofu nao, and put three large fruits on his table.
Xiang Que licked his shriveled lips, picked up the spoon and started to drink, and then took a mouthful of the big fruit, and felt warm in his stomach after eating it, which was quite comfortable.
Ten minutes later after eating, Xiang Que didn't leave in a hurry, took out the change and put it on the table, then lit a cigarette for himself and smoked.
After a while, a Wuling Hongguang car stopped outside the early morning stall, and a man in black with a cloth tied on his arm stepped down. He was in his thirties with a leather cap on his head and a green military overcoat. A guy who looks tired and depressed.
"Brother, bring me two barrels of tofu nao and one hundred big fruits, and move them to the car." The middle-aged man who came in shouted to the boss, and then the two carried the things to the Wuling car.
After Wuling drove away, the boss came back and looked at Xiang Que who was still sitting on the broken stool smoking a cigarette, and asked a little puzzled: "Little brother, is your butt frozen? Can't you move it?"
The boss was quite surprised, the weather was more than ten degrees below zero, it would be an old crime to stay outside for a while, if you really have nothing to do at this time, you should be lying on the kang with a cigarette in your mouth and shaking WeChat, only silly Bill will sit outside.
Xiang Que took out a cigarette and handed it to the boss to light it, then asked: "Brother, can you ask me something?"
The boss was packing his things while smoking a cigarette and said back to him: "Gaha!"
Xiang Que asked: "The man who came just now, has something to do at home?"
"Ah, didn't you see that there is still the word filial piety on the arm?"
"His house is not far from here, right? Do you know him?"
The boss looked back at Xiang Que with a cigarette in his mouth, and then asked, "Young man, are you a clerk?"
In some small towns in Northeast China, there is a gentleman in charge of both white and red affairs. This tradition is quite old. When doing red affairs, the steward will gather relatives and friends to sit down and set off the atmosphere. When there are white things, what about The Mr. Office will tell the family of the dead how to go through the normal procedure, and he also knows some knowledge about Yin and Yang and things about playing horses (going out on horses means fortune-telling and reading), but he still can't reach the level of Mr. Yin-Yang.
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, then hummed and said: "I just finished the new year and took a long break. I thought about finding something to do and earn some money to spend."
"Shhh" the boss pulled a stool, sat in front of Xiang Que as if he was still interested, stubbed out his cigarette butt and asked with a smile: "Hey, do you want to see something? You can do the math for me. Life may not be very good, I always want to find someone to show me, but I don¡¯t know how accurate it is, how is your level?"
Xiang Que scratched his nose, and said vaguely: "Ah, it's okay, what's going on with you?"
The boss had a bitter face, and took out a pack of five-yuan red plums and ordered them on. He looked up at a forty-five-degree angle and said, "When I was young, my mother always found me a trainer. The master said that I have five elements. Lack of wood, and then my mother asked me to recognize a tree as my godfather From then on, when I went to school and passed by that tree, I said godfather, I went to school, and now when I go out in the morning, I say, godfather Dad, I went to set up a stall But since I recognized that tree as my godfather, my health is still not very good, what's going on?"
Xiang Que was stunned for a long time, but he didn't realize what the lack of wood in the five elements has to do with recognizing a tree as his father?
"Oh, little brother, can you show me?" the boss asked anxiously.
"Ah, what's the matter?" Xiang Que blinked, then took out a dollar from the change he bought earlier and put it back into his pocket. After looking at the boss for a while, he said, "Your little one."My hometown is rural, backed by mountains, right? "
The boss was taken aback, stretched out his finger and said, "Yes, yes."
"There are many snakes in the mountains over there, right?"
The boss nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes."
Xiang Que rubbed his chin, thought for a while and said, "Well, you should hurry back to your old home now and go to the cellar of the warehouse. There should be a nest of snakes under the cellar. Don't move, take some small snakes. Chickens were sent in for three days in a row, and after three days, a censer was set up outside the barn to burn incense, two big roosters were killed and the blood was sprinkled on the door, and then the blood was dripped all the way up the mountain."
Some families in the Northeast have warehouses built in their homes, and cellars are dug under the warehouses. The purpose of this cellar is to store cabbage, potatoes, radishes and other vegetables for the winter, but the cellars in the countryside are more willing to recruit living things, such as snakes. , mice or something, and one trick is a nest.
The boss who sells breakfast has a nest of snakes in the cellar of his home when he was a child, and this snake also has something, which is commonly known as a little psychic. Maybe the boss didn¡¯t notice it when he was young, and the yang energy on his body was sucked away. Some of them will be weak and sick all the year round. It is not a big problem, as long as the nest of snakes is sent away.
The boss was stunned for a long time after hearing Xiang Que's words, because what the young man said was all right, not bad at all, except of course he didn't know about the nest of snakes in the cellar.
Xiang Que patted the boss on the arm, and said, "Brother, I've finished reading about you, shall we talk about the people who do white things?"
"Oh, okay, okay, you can ask." The boss nodded repeatedly.
Xiang Que asked, "Do you know him?"
The boss said: "I know, this town is so big, who doesn't know who Hey, Lao Gao's family is also very hard, since before the Chinese New Year, two people died in the family. One person died, and three members of the family died year after year, what kind of thing is this?"
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