Seeing Shixiu calling her master, Uncle Ma became a little embarrassed and nervous. He smiled at me and rubbed his hands again.
I also laughed and said to him: "It's okay, it's okay. You talk about your business, but I won't listen."
This Taoist Priest Zixu is Uncle Ma's goddess. They have been apart for twenty years, so they must have a lot to say. It would definitely be embarrassing if we were to listen nearby. I still understand this.
So I walked to the recliner, lay down slowly, followed Uncle Ma's example, picked up the tape recorder, pressed the play button, and put it to my ear.
This time, what came from inside was not that the second sister Wang was missing her husband, nor was it splashing water in front of the horse.
Uncle Ma stuffed a tape of Hong Kong and Taiwan songs into it at some point.
An old song that I haven't seen for a long time came from inside, and it was so sweet.
"You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my affection is true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart..."
About half an hour passed.
I heard Uncle Ma's footsteps, so I opened my eyes and put down the tape recorder.
I saw Uncle Ma's face full of joy, with tears still vaguely stained on his face, and his smiling mouth couldn't be closed.
Is this going to... the old tree bloom?
I smiled and teased: "Uncle Ma, it's not easy for you to make a phone call with all the wrinkles on your face stretched out."
Uncle Ma laughed and scolded: "You idiot, you just stretched out your folds. You are making me feel like I am going to die."
Generally speaking, to describe a person who is about to die, one would say that the wrinkles on the face are all open.
But this time, Uncle Ma was indeed radiant and looked as if he was more than ten years younger.
Shixiu said with a smile: "Good news, Master has agreed to take in the mother and daughter, but he is worried about the safety on the road and wants to ask Uncle Ma to escort them."
I couldn't help but be stunned and asked Uncle Ma to escort me. Doesn't that mean that Uncle Ma can see Taoist Master Zixu? !
Oops, I am really happy for him from the bottom of my heart. The goddess from twenty years ago is going to meet again. No wonder Uncle Ma is so happy.
But at the same time, I felt quite uncomfortable, so I asked Uncle Ma when he planned to leave.
Uncle Ma's attitude is naturally that he wants to fly as fast as possible. I guess he can't wait to get his wings and fly over.
But the faster he walks, the closer the day when Zhang Wenwen and I are separated.
He actually met the goddess, but Wenwen and I couldn't!
Uncle Ma thought about it for a while and set the time to seven days later.
Because it was Shixiu's first time in Harbin, she didn't even have many opportunities to go down the mountain, so I just took her around.
In the words of Uncle Ma: Take Shixiu to experience the life of a mortal!
So in the next seven days, Uncle Ma and I became busy.
Zhang Wenwen has agreed to go up the mountain to practice, and the remaining seven days are the few days the two of us can get together.
In those days, the two of us were together every day. Sometimes we drove around, sometimes we sat and chatted by the river, sometimes we went to see a movie together, and sometimes we just hugged each other in the car and cried silently together.
I would also draw a pie for her and look forward to the possible future, and she would close her eyes, lean against me, and show a satisfied smile.
She is always so good and never makes trouble with me.
She couldn't let me go, and I couldn't let her go either.
But fate is like this. I am not a Monkey King, and I cannot lift the mountain above my head.
They say life is like a play. Although I am the protagonist of my life, since it is a play, it has an opening and an end.
I don’t expect the aura of the protagonist, nor do I want to be decisive in killing. Those slogans about marching to the south and shattering the sky are, to put it bluntly, just fantasies in the novel.
I just want God to favor me a little more and let me have my wish just a little bit, but it doesn't work.
It is as difficult as setting foot in the south.
But before sunset every afternoon, I will send Wenwen home. She is not mine alone. She also has family members to accompany her.
I couldn't bear to part with her, so why couldn't her family be the same?
I stayed with her for five days, and I didn't look for her in the last two days because the longer we stayed together, the harder it became to let go.
At the same time, Uncle Ma also took Shixiuman around Harbin several times.
The moods of these two people are completely different from mine. One is entering the world for the first time, and the other is triumphant. Every time they come back, they are happy.
I understand that in Uncle Ma's heart, Shixiu is just like his daughter.
To be precise, my daughter who had been separated for twenty years suddenly came back.
Uncle Ma actually has a child, but he ran away from his ex-wife and has lost contact with him for many years.
That's why he was so excited and happy to see Shi Xiu.
In the blink of an eye, these seven days passed.
Soon the day of departure came, and I drove to Hulan to pick up Wenwen and her mother, plus Uncle Ma and Shixiu, there were exactly five people.
Taoist priest Zixu said that their situation can be resolved a lot by living in the mountains for at least a year.
This comforted me a little. As long as I didn’t become a monk for life, I could live in the mountains for a year. Didn’t I also go to Nanjing for a year last year?
Uncle Ma also packed a big bag, filled with things to bring to Taoist Master Zixu. He told me that after he leaves, he will take good care of the family. If there is a small matter, I will handle it myself. If there is something undecided, Just call him or wait for him to come back.
Of course, if he was in a good mood during this trip, maybe he would walk around and treat it as a trip.
This means that once Uncle Ma leaves, it is not certain when he will come back.
In addition, he also specifically told me that the Han Dawei incident last time was over, and if there was anything involving Dong Wei, I should ignore it.
In fact, I thought so too, but Uncle Ma's attitude made me a little strange, so I asked him why he said that.
He thought for a while and told me four words: avoid disaster.
Soon, we arrived at Harbin Railway Station.
At that time, the train station still sold platform tickets, and there were many people inside to give tickets to the platform. It was not like the real-name ticket system now.
I put Uncle Ma, Zhang Wenwen and a few others on the train, and then the train slowly started moving again. Zhang Wenwen kept waving to me vigorously and gradually moved away from sight.
I felt empty in my heart. When I got home, I looked bored everywhere. I felt like I was alone again after wandering around for so long.
The last time I went to Nanjing, I traveled two thousand kilometers away, but now Zhang Wenwen is going to Zhongnan Mountain, which is farther than Nanjing.
After lying on the bed in a daze for a while, I called He Yuchen to ask how she was doing. After all, she was leaving Harbin.
But I didn't expect that she told me that she had left the day before yesterday and had moved all her house.
I was a little dumbfounded, so I asked her why she didn't tell me. He Yuchen hesitated and said because you were with Zhang Wenwen and didn't want to disturb you.
It turns out that she knows everything.
I asked her again, had she met her partner over there, how was he, and was he reliable?
He Yuchen laughed and said that it couldn't be that fast. The person hasn't appeared yet, so let everything just happen.
Because she was busy cleaning up the hall, I hung up the phone without talking much.
At this time, snow started to fall outside the window. I walked to the door and looked at the falling snowflakes. My originally gloomy mood suddenly became clear.
I remembered what Zhuang Yuwei said.
"The white clouds in the sky gather and disperse, disperse and gather again. This is generally the case in the world. Why should people in the world worry?"
I was sighing in my heart, and just at this moment, a text message came from my phone.
When I opened it, I saw it was from He Yuchen.
"Brother Xiaofan, don't be disappointed. Life is like a piece of cake. We gather and disperse as usual. They say that the road leads to the same path. As long as we all follow our own paths, we will meet again in the future. Remember, your life has just begun. I believe in your future. , will be more exciting than me."
She was my master, but this time she called me Brother Xiaofan. In an instant, I seemed to understand something.
Yes, our lives have just begun, and the stories in the future will definitely be more exciting!
