Chapter 147: Destiny Code (12)

(12) Hit kingfisher

In the seven years of studying next to the park in the southern suburbs of Chengdu, my classmates love to go to the park to read books, but I have to buy another ticket to enter the Wuhou Temple, in fact, those clay sculptures and gold decorations of the Wenchen generals have never looked carefully, I always hurriedly pass through the Wenchen, into the pond behind, and there are two or three old people sitting quietly on the corridor around. I sat against the pillars, laid my feet flat on the vermilion-lacquered wooden corridor, and took out the book from my satchel to see that the kingfisher had flown in.

My gaze followed its light posture to look at the tomb of Liu Bei outside the red wall, a large round mound, covered with dense and delicate grass, goose yellow in spring, emerald green in summer, turquoise in autumn, and light yellow in winter, all as fine as fiber. There is not a trace of grave soil in sight.

Some dream-like scenes unfolded before my eyes.

I was often woken up by someone waking up or falling to the ground, and I realized that I hadn't read a few pages of the book, but hours had passed. And my mind is full of stories, which often need me to write them down in my diary quickly, and I am also in a hurry in class.

After reading it, the teacher always said that my memory was too bad and asked me to go to the library to borrow relevant books to read. I was shocked after reading it, and I felt that the records in the history books seemed to be very reasonable and logical, but things in real life are not transferred by human will, and they are not the cause and effect relationship between planting melons and reaping melons at all. I think what I dreamed was true.

After I published a few short stories that I identified as a fantasy novel, a woman with a child came to call me mother-in-law. She said that my grandfather was from the Guangzi generation, my mother was from the Zongzi generation, her father was from the Yaozi generation, and she was from the ancestral generation. That's exactly what my mother-in-law told me.

Mother said: Even if the landlords are crushing people, don't go to hell anymore! If you continue to write like this, others will treat you as mentally ill.

When I saw the picture of the white gold ring in the hand of the Japanese, I suddenly understood why I had so many accidents that escaped death.

My aunt, my mother and I are the eldest daughters, and after cutting off the fingers, they will win the fate of dying, and because my mother took pity on me for bandaging my wounds and catching the severed fingers, I had many disasters.

My father's blood and my mother's blood were incompatible in my body, for example, when I saw a thief stealing something from me, my father's ancestor turned into a Mongolian knife at his waist and threw it to make the thief fall to the ground and bleed, while my mother's ancestor turned into a kingfisher and guided me to send some more of that kind to the door of the thief's house.

The father's family is clear in love and hatred and will not tolerate adultery, while the mother's family is gentle and will only be kind to others.

And these two completely different ways of doing things, I often use the same person, first to put the person in the hospital, and then to raise money everywhere to send him.

The result was the same -- people, including thieves, unanimously thought that I was a psychopath, not only industrious, indistinguishable from grain, but also undeniably right from wrong, and ignorant of what to do!

The kingfisher that hit, it flew again.

Just like what Mr. Ren Hongyuan said in class, he said that he only had a father when he was 13 years old and a mother when he was 40 years old. That's because he understood his father's love at the age of 13, and he fell in love with a woman at the age of 40 before he felt his mother's love. I feel that I am also 40 years old and have a father, a person who loves me like a father, and a person I respect like a father.

(Destiny Code, 2009.1.4-2.8., A Lan in Chongwenmen, Beijing.) ）