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- Chapter 349 Anger
¡®Pfft¡¯ Lin Xiansong fell heavily to the ground, and the large basket of melons and fruits he had been carrying on his back suddenly hit the soft mud grass and rolled everywhere.
He lay on the ground, breathing heavily, and the adults who were carrying fruits with him stopped.
"Xiansong, how are you? Does it hurt from the fall? Is your skin scratched?" An old man in his fifties who was following him quickly put down the melon and fruit frame on his back and asked caringly.
Lin Xiansong rubbed his knees with both hands, but there was no trace of the pain and grievance in his eyes that a child should feel after falling.
"Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, some fruits may be broken." Lin Xiansong, who was only eleven years old, said to the caring old man with an apologetic look on his face.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. There are so many melons and fruits every year. I don't know how many of them rot in the ground, can't be transported, and can't be sold. It's just these melons and fruits that I don't have to worry about if they fall on the ground." Mr. Wang said with some regret as he stroked Lin Xiansong's head with his hand.
He really wondered why the adults in this family were so cruel and had the heart to let such a young child do such heavy physical work. Although he was surprised to find that the child, who was only in his early ten years, was no less powerful than himself.
Four years ago, when the child was only seven years old, every year during the fruit harvest season, the child would come to help families in need carry the harvested fruits. In the past few years, the child's strength and endurance have grown. The speed simply surprised everyone in their village.
This child has been a great help to the helpless old man Wang every year during the harvest season. Logically speaking, he should be grateful to the person who sent the child to help every year.
But looking at the guy sitting on the wicker chair with his eyes closed and concentrating, it was hard for Mr. Wang to express any gratitude in his heart.
¡®I don¡¯t know what evil this child has done to end up with such a cruel father. ¡¯ Old Uncle Wang was thinking in his mind when he saw his father, who had been sitting on a wicker chair doing nothing, walking towards them.
This is a rare sight. Xiao Xiansong, at the request of his father, must carry fruits at twice the speed of Uncle Wang every day, so wrestling is not an occasional thing, but this is the first time that Uncle Wang has seen him. Will take the initiative to come over.
Could it be that God opened his eyes and finally made this father feel heartbroken?
At the same time, Lin Xiansong also looked at his father who was walking over. His father was still dressed in black. Whenever he went out to practice, his father was always dressed in black, so that no one could feel that there was anything wrong with him. Human touch.
When his father walked up to him, Lin Xiansong had already climbed up. He knew that his father would never help him. If he didn't get up immediately, what would greet him would not be the words of comfort, but a hug. He was scolded mercilessly, followed by additional punishments.
Seemingly sensing Lin Xiansong's nervousness, Mr. Wang unknowingly stood in front of him. This obedient child really made people want to care and protect him.
"Old man Wang, I want to talk to Xiansong about something." Although Lin Xiansong's father's attitude towards Lin Xiansong made people have a very bad impression of him, he was very polite and polite to other people.
Uncle Wang looked back at Lin Xiansong, sighed slightly, snorted at Lin Xiansong's father, picked up the basket on the ground again and left angrily. A father educates his son, and he has no right or excuse to interfere. , this is China's thousands of years of tradition, this is a matter of course in villages with strong traditions.
"Tell me, how did you feel when you fell just now." After Old Man Wang left, Lin Xiansong's father lowered his head and asked him.
Lin Xiansong rubbed his knees with his hands and said, "It hurts a little, but it's much better than before."
"I'm not asking about how you feel on your body, but about how you feel in your heart."
How you feel in your heart? Lin Xiansong touched his head with his hand, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"Well, I don't feel anything in my heart. But later I felt that this fall might have broken some of Uncle Wang's fruits, and I felt a little sorry for him." Lin Xiansong thought for a long time and replied.
"Oh, didn't you have any anger in your heart when you fell down just now?" The father smiled bitterly and shook his head, and could only remind him.
"No." Lin Xiansong shook his head firmly, raised his head in confusion, looked at his father's face with a wry smile, and said: "Father, didn't you teach me that you must maintain your mentality when facing anything? Are you calm? I just do what you taught me, and try not to get angry, angry, sad, or cry at all times."
Looking at Lin Xiansong and that innocent face, there was some incongruous recognition.With an expression on his face, his father finally couldn't help but raise his hand and rub the top of his head.
"Could it be that you didn't feel even a little bit angry at the moment you fell?" the father continued to ask.
Lin Xiansong frowned. Could it be that his father was testing whether he had completely calmed down.
"It seems there is still a little bit, just when I fell, but I will control it soon." Lin Xiansong carefully recalled his state of mind when he fell just now, and said.
"Oh." Father nodded, and took his hand off Lin Xiansong's head, saying, "Now you are carrying melons and fruits three times faster than Mr. Wang."
Is this considered punishment? Punishment for being unable to completely calm down and feeling uncontrollably angry the moment he fell to the ground?
Lin Xiansong secretly speculated on his father's thoughts, but did not ask why his father punished him, because he had experienced too many such sudden punishments in the past, and this time there was some cause and effect. Many times before, that Punishments come without warning.
Lin Xiansong quickly picked up the fruits scattered around and put them into the fruit basket.
"Remember, if you fall down again later, don't control your anger."
"What?" Lin Xiansong couldn't believe his ears. He looked at his father blankly. It seemed that if his father didn't repeat what he just said, he would think that what he just said was just his illusion.
Obviously, his father also knew what Lin Xiansong was thinking at this time. He continued: "If you fall again, try not to control your anger and let it explode as much as possible. Do you understand?"
Lin Xiansong nodded and shook his head. The meaning of these words was completely opposite to his father's previous education. With his experience and mind of an eleven-year-old child, it was indeed difficult to understand this sudden and huge change.
"Remember what I said before? If you don't understand something, you will understand it after experiencing it a few times. Remember, try to stop yourself from controlling your anger and let it vent completely." His father said, patting him on the shoulder. "Go ahead and remember, triple speed."
At twice the speed of Mr. Wang, Lin Xiansong would sometimes fall down due to too much, not to mention that at this time he had to use three times the speed that he had never tried before.
Therefore, Lin Xiansong soon had many opportunities to experience outbursts of anger.
But inertia is not so easy to change, so every time he fell and became angry, he was unconsciously suppressed by the calmness of inertia. And it was cleared up quickly.
"Stop." When Lin Xiansong got up from the ground with a calm face for the tenth time, his father who had been following him shouted.
"Where is your anger? Where did your anger go?" Looking at his father's raised eyebrows, it seemed as if all Lin Xiansong's anger was transferred to him.
"It was gone by accident." Lin Xiansong lowered his head and said.
"Remember, now I ask you to temporarily abandon that damn calmness, bring back your anger, inspire it, indulge it, and let it accumulate." His father roared at him. .
"You see, just like me now, indulge your anger and let it vent out without any hindrance."
"But am I angry at you like this?" Lin Xiansong muttered for a long time before speaking.
"Oh" the father patted his head and smiled with self-deprecation in relief, "It seems that I have neglected something. You have not found an outlet, so your anger will naturally be difficult to accumulate and explode. Well, when you fall down again, Just focus your anger on the baskets of fruits that crushed you. If they weren't too heavy, how could you fall, how could you feel pain, and how could you be covered in dirt and grass clippings."
Actually, to put it bluntly, the reason why I fell like this was not because of that damn triple speed. Lin Xiansong, who was not yet eleven years old, simply nodded, indicating that he understood what his father meant.
"Then smash these fruits?" Lin Xiansong asked.
"No, no, no. Then you pick up the fruits as quickly as possible and carry them to the truck, because this allows them to be sold faster and then eaten by the people who buy them. .¡±
No matter how childish these words were, the key point was that his father finally helped him find an outlet for his anger.
With something to vent, Lin Xiansong slowly found the feeling of accumulating anger. In addition to making him feel a little upset, the accumulation of anger also made him unknowingly speed up the transportation of fruits, and the previous The limit is far behind.
That month, he did the essential moving work every year in this environment where he didn¡¯t have to control his anger.
When the harvest season was over, his father said to him with a serious expression:??sentence.
"Although anger has too many negative things, it is also a kind of power. It can often make you transcend yourself suddenly. But anger can only be used when it is absolutely necessary. In most cases, calmness is better than Anger has a much greater effect. Children, remember, when one day you have to use anger to solve a problem that you cannot solve, you must cooperate with Xia Zhijue (the Xia Zhijue in Lin Xiansong's father's mouth is actually this The Secret of Winter, but the old guy deliberately reversed it in order to train Lin Xiansong.), only in this way will the best results be achieved."
Since then, his training has returned to its previous track, and calmness has become the main theme that must be kept in mind at all times.
In the warehouse, Lin Xiansong slowly walked towards Tao Yunzong, who had a look of disdain on his face. He was very angry now, but he still tried his best to stay calm.
He knew that even if he could calm himself ten times more, he would not be able to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him, but he still had to keep himself calm, because he had to find a way to defeat Tao Yunzong in a calm state.
And finally he searched this memory in his mind. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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