After his mother Zhao discovered that the burn on his left arm had developed pustules, she took him to the town to see a doctor.
After he was cured, Yue Shi was worried that he would do such stupid things like burning body hair in the future, so he took him to the city to see a psychiatrist.
After psychological counseling, Ma Huangmao is no longer as self-satisfied as before, but compared with normal children, he still appears withdrawn, taciturn and unsociable. He dropped out of school before finishing junior high school and stayed at home.
He is a good hand at housework and has a lot of strength. His parents often carry bundles of firewood on the mountain. Most of them are two bundles per load. He carries four bundles per load, that is, two bundles are inserted at each end of the peak, and he can walk on the rugged mountain road. It's easy to get up and down. Sometimes he would set out from the hillside with his father carrying bundles of firewood, and he would always be able to go down the mountain first and return to the doorstep.
Fast forward more than 20 years, Ma Huangmao has grown into a vigorous young man, and the male senior is getting married. Although Ma Huangmao did not mention it, his parents were very anxious because it was difficult for Ma Huangmao to find a partner. If you treat him as a monster, how can you dare to get close to him? There is no chance to even get close, let alone anything else.
Human love also has cause and effect. Suddenly one day, Ma Huangmao was driving a bicycle in the city to deliver cigarettes, alcohol and other groceries to make a living. He was passing through the street and when the bicycle was empty and returning, a fortune teller waved to him. Ma Huangmao stopped there but did not get off the car, saying I don't want to. Look at faces.
Just as he was about to pedal away, the fortune teller stood up from the stall and said, "Man, I think you have yellow hair, which makes you look a little special. You've talked to someone many times, and everything has gone south, right?" But there is a turning point. If you don't grasp it, you won't even be able to be a woman in this life.
This was Ma Huangmao's pain point. He immediately parked his bicycle on the side of the road, got off the bicycle while wiping the sweat on his forehead, approached the fortune teller and asked, "What did you say?"
The fortune teller pointed to an empty stool in front of the fortune telling table and motioned for him to sit down, and repeated what he had just said.
Ma Huangmao said, how much does it cost to read a fortune teller? The fortune teller said, let's not talk about money for now. Do you think I am right? No matter how much you give, I won't argue.
Ma Huangmao said, you also know that I am a manual laborer and it is impossible to make much money. I don’t ask anything now, just ask about the person I’m dating, am I destined to be a bachelor? If so, I won't talk about it from now on, so as not to waste my efforts. You just said there is a turning point. Where is my turning point?
Your turning point is written on your face. You have a yellowish complexion and yellow hair. You are destined to be with a woman named Huang. The fortune teller looked him over as he spoke, but there are particularly many women named Huang. The woman named Huang with whom you have a relationship is in the southeast.
You're not lying, are you? Ma Huangmao was excited when he heard it, but he asked questions half-heartedly.
If it's just nonsense, can I survive in the world? The fortune teller stared into Ma Huangmao's eyes for a long time, and then said, in your past life, you were a monster known as "Megapod". When you were dying, there was a louse crawling around on your body looking for food. You found Not only did he not strangle it to death, he also found a bone to feed it. Because of this kind thought, the louse soon died and was reincarnated into a woman named Huang. If you meet her in this life, she will be very kind to you.
Ma Huangmao looked at the yellow hair on his body and touched it with his hand. He said somewhat unconfidently, "Can any woman respect me like this?" The fortune teller said, it's not a matter of whether you can afford it or not, it's a matter of whether you can afford it or not.
So smart? As Ma Huangmao spoke, he took out some coins from his body and gave them to him. The fortune teller thought there were not enough. He took the money and stuffed it into his body while looking at the yellow hair on his body and said, if ordinary people came to see fortune tellers, they would have more than this much money.
Ma Huangmao thought to himself: Didn't you say in the beginning that you will be given as much as you want? But it was inconvenient to contradict him, so he said, "My physical appearance is too weak. Great fortune teller, please help me!"
I am also vulnerable, who will help me? The fortune teller still said unhappily.
Ma Huangmao turned away with an expression on his face and went to ride his rickshaw again. After delivering a few goods, he was anxious for one thing, which was to follow the fortune teller's instructions and go to the southeast to find a woman named Huang.
He climbed onto a dike. On the left side of the dike was a field. There was a greenhouse in the distance. The breeze blew, and he seemed to smell the fragrance of melons and vegetables. On the right is the river. In the distance is a big river, the Yangtze River, flowing eastward, and you can see the shadows of sails.
Ma Huangmao was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery and continued to walk forward, hoping that a woman who could marry him as the fortune teller said would appear in front of him.
But there was no one for a long way ahead. There were a few buffaloes grazing on the grassy beach below the embankment, and there were old people and children sitting next to them. Of course, there were also women among them.
He thought: It is impossible for him to have any relationship with women among old people and children! But you can go down and ask.
Ma Huangmao immediately walked down the embankment, but as soon as he got closer, several old people and children looked at him, who was covered in fur, with strange eyes, and kept backing away, some of them seemed to be running away.
Ma Huangmao simply stopped walking, formed his hands into the shape of a trumpet, raised his voice and shouted, "Hey, why are you running? I'm not a tiger. I want to eat you. I'm also a human being, but I'm just a little longer." hair.
The children under the embankment were still trying to avoid him. Only the old man stood still and looked at Ma Huangmao with his eyes. Ma Huangmao looked at an old woman and said, "Hey, old man, I want to ask something. Is there anyone with the surname Huang nearby?"
No, it seems not. The old woman immediately denied her statement and continued, "I don't know too well. If you walk a little further ahead, there is a greenhouse there where vegetables are rented and grown by outsiders. Maybe there is someone named Huang there."
Ma Huangmao turned around and left. As he approached the greenhouse, he saw no woman. He only saw an old man wearing a straw hat, holding a bucket in one hand and a ladle in the other, watering the fields.
Ma Huangmao approached, and the old man was stunned for a moment. He had never seen a person with yellow hair on his hands and face before. Perhaps he was afraid that a savage appeared in front of him, so he instinctively avoided it. However, Ma Huangmao caught up a few steps and said kindly, "Old man, don't be afraid, I am a human being and will not harm you." I'm just asking you if there is anyone named Huang here.
When the old man heard this, he calmed down and replied, "I don't know, I was hired by the owner of this greenhouse vegetable garden to work as a part-time worker." You go over there and ask. He raised his hand and pointed to a tiled house to the north of the greenhouse and said, "There is someone in that house. Go and ask."
Ma Huangmao walked straight over and saw that the door of the hall was ajar. He opened the door and saw that there was no one in the room. He was about to leave when a female voice suddenly called, "Who are you looking for?"
Ma Huangmao felt that the voice was coming from above his head, so he raised his neck and looked. A middle-aged woman stood on the uninstalled floor plank and looked down at him. He replied, I'm not looking for anyone, I just want to find out if there is anyone named Huang here.
There is no one named Huang, only one named Wang. After the woman said this, she reached out and grabbed a bundle of dry firewood made of twigs tied across the rafters.
Ma Huangmao turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, he heard a loud noise, as if something heavy had fallen from a high place, and then the woman shouted, someone is coming...
Ma Huangmao went back and saw a person lying on the floor railing. Her body was hanging under the floor railing, shivering. She was the woman. Maybe the bundle of firewood on the floor railing had not been put properly, and the bundle of firewood had fallen. Come down and lay it on the floor.
She was about to lose her support, and there was a risk of injury if she fell.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Ma Huangmao moved a ladder against the wall and set it up on the rafters. He quickly climbed up, grabbing the ladder with one hand and holding the woman in his arms with the other, letting her hold on to the edge of the ladder and come down cautiously.
Ma Huangmao was worried that his yellow hair would scare the woman, so he left immediately after the rescue. But the woman took his hand and said, thank you for this young man, take a rest! If it weren't for you, I would be dead just now.
Ma Huangmao saw that she was neither afraid nor repelled by her hairy figure, so he simply helped her move the bundle of firewood that fell from upstairs to the yard in front of the door. He just wanted to find out where there was a family named Huang. Before he could say anything, the woman kept thanking him and asked him to sit down for a while, saying that she would go to the greenhouse to pick a watermelon for him to eat.
Don't eat, don't eat. Don't pick watermelons, Ma Huangmao took her hand and said, I just want to ask if there is anyone named Huang nearby.
The woman did not answer directly, but instead asked around the topic, why are you looking for someone named Huang?
Ma Huangmao lowered his head shyly, then looked up at her, and told her the reason intermittently.
The woman concealed her face and smiled, and said to him, I don't know if there is anyone named Huang nearby. My surname is Wang, and I am a foreigner. My husband is also a foreigner, and we come here to run vegetables together.
After saying that, the woman winked at Ma Huangmao, got up and went back to the room, handed Ma Huangmao 10 coins. Ma Huangmao refused at first, and the woman said, "Just think of me as thanking you. If you hadn't been there to help me just now, Help, I'm afraid I'm going to get injured. If I get injured, seek medical treatment. It's much more than this 10 bucks. Just take it!
Ma Huangmao accepted the 10 coins. When she left, the woman gave her a way and said to him, "Xiao Ma, next time you come, I will definitely pick watermelons for you to eat. Mrs. Wang is still thinking about you."
Ma Huangmao was a little relieved. Although he didn't find a woman named Huang, he got to know the Mrs. Wang who was quite polite to him. He touched the 10 coins placed on his body and felt that it was not a loss. It was even like touching Mrs. Wang's hand again, and he felt an indescribable warmth.
