Chapter 489 488 "Do you believe in fate? (Third update)
It seems that the death of his father has dealt a big blow to him.
After a few words of comfort, Fang Minghua and the others followed Jia Ping The baby entered the courtyard and went to the main room first, where the coffin and portrait of the old man were placed.
In front of the portrait, several people respectfully lit incense and burned paper, and the memorial ceremony was over.
Because. While driving all the way, I didn't have time to deliver the wreaths, but for convenience, there was a paper shop in the east of the town. Bai Miao volunteered to go there, and after a while someone came over with a large bundle of wreaths.
The Provincial Writers Association, Chairman Hu Cai, and several vice-chairmen, whether they are here or not, must send a wreath in their own name, and no one can be missing.
At the magazine, Bai Miao not only gave gifts in the name of the magazine and himself, but also gave three gifts in the name of the three deputy editors of the editorial department, which immediately appeared on the wall outside Jia Pingwa’s yard. It is spectacular with a row of wreaths sent by literati.
In addition to the Provincial Writers Association and "Yanhe" magazine, Xijing City Writers Association and "Chang'an" magazine, representatives of the Shangzhou Writers Association also sent condolences and wreaths, and Danfeng County also sent wreaths in the name of the county committee and county government. They came to lay wreaths and even sent a deputy county commissioner to express their condolences.
During dinner in the evening, a group of literati sat at a large table, including the deputy county magistrate surnamed Jin. It was very lively.
Jia Pingwa keeps company.
"Everyone, I can't drink now, so I'll entrust Minghua to drink two more drinks with everyone!"
Shit
Forget it, don't tell him, he really can't drink now. .
But this is a funeral, and there is no funeral ceremony yet, so everyone is very sensible when drinking, just drink a token amount.
After dinner, County Magistrate Jin invited Fang Minghua and the others to return to the county and live in the county guest house. He also said that the conditions here were relatively poor, but Fang Minghua declined with a smile.
I came here to express my condolences, and it was not appropriate to go to the county town at night. Besides, the funeral would be held at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and it was too tiring to go back and forth.
Jia Pingwa arranged for Fang Minghua and others to live in her brother's home. Although the room was simple, the bedding was very clean.
According to rural customs, before an elderly person dies and is buried, someone will sit in front of the coffin in the main room every night to keep vigil. In addition to relatives of the deceased, sometimes people from the same village will also come to keep the Xiao family from being deserted. , to reduce their sadness and express their last care for the deceased.
The night in the Qinling Mountains swept away the heat of the day and was very cool. At the home of Jia Pingwa's brother Jia Zaiwa, Fang Minghua and the others heard someone singing in the mourning hall again.
What flowers come in May?
In May, lotuses bloom
In May, lotuses bloom in Yaochi
Nezha is picking lotuses
This time it seems to be an antiphonal song.
"Brother Lu, Bai Miao, go out for a walk." Fang Minghua suggested.
The three of them walked out and walked along the streets of the town.
At this time, Dihua Town was not a tourist attraction, nor did it have as many attractions as in later generations. It was just a narrow street paved with bluestone slabs. Fang Ming finally walked back and forth for a long time. .
When I came back and passed Jia Pingwa’s house, I saw Jia Pingwa sitting alone on the bluestone under the persimmon tree at the door, smoking.
Seeing Fang Minghua and the others coming over, Jia Pingwa stood up and said, "Have you gone out for a walk?"
"Yes."
"There are so many people and things are complicated. I apologize for the poor reception."
"Hey, why are all friends saying this? You also need to express your condolences and take care of yourself."
"Actually, Unexpectedly, my dad’s disease was diagnosed as stomach cancer in March. It progressed rapidly. He became bedridden in June this year. He was rolling in bed in pain one day. He was hungry and couldn’t eat. It made me uncomfortable. , it’s also a relief to really leave.”
Everyone was silent.
"Come, sit here." The three of them sat down as instructed.
Jia Pingwa handed out a cigarette to Lu Yao and Bai Miao, then lit a chair herself, and suddenly said: "Do you believe in fate?"
Not yet When everyone answered, Jia Pingwa said to herself again: "I believe it. There is a fortune teller in our countryside. Everyone calls him Blind Man Liu. This Blind Man Liu is very accurate in telling fortunes. Specifically, he travels around the country and sets up street stalls. Experience. "
"I started learning fortune-telling when I was a teenager, and I had a very good master. >Everyone listened quietly to Jia Pingwa's story.
"This Spring Festival, I went back to my hometown to visit my parents and met him on the street. He saw me on a walking stick. He looked at me and suddenly said: "Pingwa, you are having a bad year this year and everything is not going well for you. "
"Of course I don't believe it. We believe in Marxism-Leninism. How can we believe in ghosts and gods? However, I still deliberately asked, if this is the case, is there any way to resolve it? , he shook his head, there was no escape, but once you get through it, your career will go further. I asked him what it was, but he said that the secret must not be leaked. Isn't this nonsense? I ignored him. "
"But after what I have experienced for more than half a year, I slowly feel that blind man Liu is right, and there is no escape. "
Bai Miao thought Jia Pingwa was talking about his father, so he comforted him: Pingwa, don't be too sad. Mr. Jia has taught and educated people all his life. There are peach trees all over the world, and there is someone like you. A promising son can be regarded as a person with complete merits.”
“I am promising?” Jia Pingwa smiled bitterly: “Bai Miao, there are some things you don’t understand.”
At this time, someone called Jia Pingwa's name and asked him to go back. Jia Pingwa quickly put out the cigarette butt and spoke to the three of them, then hurriedly entered the compound.
Fang Minghua and the three of them had nothing to do, and they couldn't help because others were busy, so they went back to Jia Zaiwa's house, washed their feet, and went to bed.
Lu Yao and Fang Minghua were squeezed into the same bed. At this time, Lu Yao said: "Minghua, you don't know, this year is really bad for Pingwa."
"What else happened?"
“At the beginning of the year, he accompanied his father to Xijing Hospital for a physical check-up, and also checked himself, and the result was hepatitis B.” Lu Yao said.
"Ah? Hepatitis B?" Fang Minghua was shocked: "No wonder he looked sallow today. I thought it was because his father died and he was sad and tired."
"That's just one aspect, the mental pressure hepatitis B puts on him Very big, he used to have a lot of contacts, but now you rarely see him go out.”
That’s it!
In this era, when people hear about hepatitis B, they become as terrified as they are about cancer.
"Also, his wife is divorcing her. Didn't you notice that you didn't see his wife today?"
That's right
Fang Minghua paid attention to this matter this time. When his father-in-law passed away, how could his daughter-in-law not be present?
"Is there a woman outside Pingwa?" Fang Minghua's gossip aroused.
"Hey, there is no such thing as catching wind and shadow. Was Pingwa's novel "Wild Mountain" adapted into a movie a few years ago? Pingwa went to the crew to direct as a screenwriter, and met a man named Xia in the play Actors, the two get along quite well, and they exchange letters sometimes, but they are just casual friends."
"But his wife doesn't believe it, that woman is so beautiful, and you are so talented, it's no wonder that nothing happens! The two often quarreled over this matter, and I heard that they even went to the Municipal Writers Association to make trouble. Where did Ping Wa put his face? So the relationship between the two became worse and worse."
I see!
Have you not been misunderstood before?
But I and Song Tangtang have a deep relationship and trust each other, and Song Tangtang is beautiful, capable, and very confident.
Also, the career that Blind Man Liu mentioned went a step further. Did Jia Pingwa write the book "The Wasted Capital"?
It really made him famous at home and abroad.
(End of this chapter)