Chapter 30 Bai Ying gets something
Cai Gen couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to retort, but his reason held him back.
What a good child and what a good teacher. If you can really learn honesty and kindness with others for 60 yuan, it would be very cheap.
My wife also teaches Chinese studies to primary school students, as well as composition, classical Chinese, etc. She may teach her children this way too.
But parents are their children's best teachers. When you meet this eldest sister, no teacher will teach you anything.
The woman asked the child something else, but Cai Gen didn't listen. She really didn't want to hear it anymore.
After a while, the woman got up to go to the bathroom, answered a phone call, and left in a hurry with her child.
When Cai Gen saw that he had finally left, he let out a long sigh. He finally sold a portion of his meal and even lost money. How could he survive this day?
I looked at the quartz clock on the door and saw that it was only after 3 o'clock. Let's lie down on the camp bed and catch up on some sleep. We had to do errands and burn gold ingots at night.
Lying on the bed, all I could think about was the people in the master's courtyard. They looked at me so excitedly. I am a grown man. Why did they look at me so excitedly?
Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was an erratic ringtone from his cell phone.
Cai Gen is very sensitive to the ringtone of his cell phone. It is not his own, but he is the only one in this room.
Where did the sound come from? Cai Gen immediately became energetic and started looking around.
Finally, on the toilet window sill, I saw a mobile phone, and it was a Big Apple.
I picked up the phone and connected it. Before Cai Gen could speak, a hoarse shout came from the other side,
"Why did you take my phone? Did you steal it? Let me tell you, my phone has a location. You can send it back to me quickly, or I will call the police and arrest you."
When Cai Gen heard this, he understood that this was the woman who was taking care of the child just now. She had forgotten her phone here and her speech was really ugly. Can she be tolerated with this bad habit? Obviously not,
"Hey, sister, I'm not a thief. Did you forget your phone in the toilet of Anxin Bento? Come back and get it."
The other party was obviously taken aback, then suddenly remembered and hung up the phone.
In 5 minutes, just 5 minutes, the woman came back with her child in a hurry. As soon as she opened the door, she went straight to the bar,
“Where is my phone number?”
Cai Gen didn't say anything. The big silver-white apple was clearly visible on the vermilion bar.
The woman saw the phone, picked it up and checked it first, then felt a little embarrassed,
"Thank you, boss."
He turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he took out 10 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Cai Gen,
"Boss, do I have to give you some reward?"
Seeing that it was obviously his 10 yuan, Cai Gen wanted to take it, but he couldn't reach out his hand, so he said politely,
"No, eldest sister, you can't lose your things if you forget about me."
A big apple, more than 6,000 yuan, reward me 10 yuan? Cai Gen is so sad.
The woman didn't force her. When she saw that she didn't want it, she put the money in her pocket and pushed out the door.
Cai Gen turned around and lay on the bed, man, what's going on?
After living for 40 years, why is it different from when I was a child? When it comes to change, it changes all at once, without any transition, and it catches you off guard.
In the end, Cai Gen fell asleep on the camp bed. “The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the land, and the Chinese people are really ambitious”
Cai Gen woke up when the phone rang. He picked up the phone and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number. It was local and ended with 8888. That's great.
After the call was connected, a young woman's voice came from the other side,
"Brother Cai? I'm from Li Juan's Buddhist shop. It's half past seven. I'll call you to remind you. We'll meet in front of the Taiping Temple at 8 o'clock."
Cai Gen thought for a moment and then remembered Li Juan's Buddhist shop. By the way, he would burn ingots at night. He quickly agreed,
"Well, okay, I'll go out at 8 o'clock."
After the other party hung up the phone, Cai Gen got up and looked at the empty store, washed his face, got dressed and went out.
It's obviously inappropriate to ride a scooter, so take a taxi instead.
The evening rush hour has passed, today is still Saturday, there are very few pedestrians on the road, but there is no wind, it is just dry and cold.
There were a lot of empty taxis. Cai Gen waved and one stopped. The temperature in the car was good and warm. After telling the driver the address, the driver cast a strange look.
It was unusual to go to the Taiping Temple at night. It seemed like I was there to do something like that.
Taxi drivers are very taboo about supernatural things, especially those who work the night shift. After working for a long time, everyone will encounter several supernatural things.
Silence, both the driver and Cai Gen were silent. One didn't want to talk, the other had no topic.
In the end, it was the driver who spoke first,
"Here we go, 8 yuan."
Only then did Cai Gen realize that he had really arrived, and the car was parked at the edge of the square in front of the Taiping Temple.
After giving the money and getting out of the car, a cold air hit me. Even though I was wearing a down jacket, I still felt cold.
It looked like the square was not completely empty. There were fires in twos and threes, indicating that someone was burning something. In such a large square, it was not crowded and was very sparse.
Taking out his mobile phone, it was only 7:45, and there were still 15 minutes until 8 o'clock. Cai Gen thought to himself that the driver was driving so fast and he was early.
Looking at those people burning things, do you want to go over and get warm? Forget it, it's not good to disturb others while they're doing business.
He took out a cigarette and lit it. It was very refreshing to smoke outdoors in winter. Every puff was filled with cool air. It was very refreshing when it entered the lungs. He looked towards a nearby fire.
There was a huge pile of things, including buildings, household appliances, paper horses and the like. There was even a small car, which had been on fire for a while.
There were three people who kept mumbling something loudly and kept adding things to the fire. The fire was burning very brightly, and the top of the flame was strange and emitted a brilliant light. This was a bit unscientific.
Suddenly, Cai Gen looked at a white figure, who went to the fire to get something, and seemed to be holding an electrical appliance and left. After a while, another white figure also entered the fire and rode away on a horse. They are all phantoms, and they are not very real, but they are definitely seen.
As the three people kept burning things inside, there were more and more white figures, and they didn't leave empty-handed. They all seemed to be happy and walked out like a relative.
As soon as Cai Gen closed his eyes, yes, he could see these things. He could always see them. Those white shadows were spirits, right? Why were there so many?
Shouldn't people go to the underworld after death? Look carefully, the white figures all seem to be wearing the same clothes. Are they express delivery from the underworld? By the way, is the route guide given by the master the courier order?
While he was wondering around, a commercial car stopped next to Cai Gen. Two young men and a girl got out of the car. They saw Cai Gen saying hello. It was the girl from the Buddhist shop during the day.
Without saying anything else, she began to unload the ingots from the commercial vehicle, one thousand bags per bag, one hundred bags per bag. The girl found an empty spot and began to unload the truck.
Cai Gen saw that it was not good if he didn't do it. It was not a heavy object, so he also started to unload the truck. Although they were all ingots stacked in paper, one hundred bags was really a big pile.
(End of chapter)