The segment of that dream is so wonderful that I simply want to do it again. In fact, a person's basic feelings are related to the past, and the earlier the psychological experience will have a greater impact on life.

I am just a child in the mountainous area. The poverty and the departure of my mother have made my dreams concrete. I just want to live in the city, have food, clothing, and have dignity. I just want to reunite my parents, have classmates joke, and have a normal family. These healing contents seem to be very simple to realize. But today, they have become very far away.

Back then, I thought that the one who caused all difficulties was poverty. I am rich now, but those goals will never be achieved.

This is the biggest embarrassment in life.

Actually, I don’t need that much money, I don’t need prosperity or success. In this era, with my own ability, living a life like my dream can be fully realized financially. What do I need so much money?

However, the departure of your father broke everything. Destiny, when you work hard, you suddenly find that the goal has disappeared.

It’s like a movie, "One Man's Martial Arts World", so what about the world's number one? In this era of hot weapons dominated by bullets, when you strive for the world's number one through hard work throughout your life, you can't beat a gun. No one thinks that you will be the world's number one, and all your efforts and value have become garbage on the roadside, and people don't even look at it.

I remember that there is an amateur Sichuan Opera Troupe in our hometown. There are always their programs on holidays and weddings. There are two young men who especially like it.

One of the young men was born into a scholarly family. His grandfather and his father were both the best people in our local calligraphy. His grandfather studied ancient books and taught private schools. His father learned his origins since childhood, so he naturally wrote very well in his brush calligraphy.

Every Spring Festival, it costs a lot to ask for a Spring Festival couplet written by their family. Others’ Spring Festival couplets sold for three or five yuan each, but the Spring Festival couplets written by his father cost ten yuan to go up, which are different in size and paper.

The most elegant one is his grandfather who compiled couplets based on your situation. It is simply the most elegant literary creation. In addition to being an acquaintance, it also requires grand etiquette and a special visit.

For example, if you want to embed your family name, or you want to correspond to your own place name, landscape, or if you want to write about your family's occupational characteristics, personality characteristics, population characteristics, and what you want to write, you can find an old man.

The old man was respected throughout his life in our towns, and his own virtues have also become a role model for many old-fashioned figures.

His father made a living by writing. Of course, his family also opened a side food and stationery store on the street. The four treasures of the stationery and student stationery were sold, and the side food was also sold. The township market was small, so there was always a diversified operation. As the saying goes, the goods were sold all over the country. It would rather no one buy them than sell them.

Their shop maintains a fixed and good profit due to its prestige and reputation. It should be said that the style of a scholarly brother is respected by the simple rural families. Moreover, farmers hate unscrupulous merchants, but none of them say that their family is traitorous. Can scholars be traitorous?

This is the Xiang family, Xiang Ye, Uncle Xiang and Xiao Xiang. According to the names of us rural people, they all express kindness in the form of relatives. According to generation and age, they call it like a family. This is probably also maintained in today's Northeast. Whether you know or not, you come in and take a sauna. The boss greets you very much.

"Brother, are you here?"

But we maintain a certain dignity for the title of Xiang family. Mr. Xiang has never changed his name from our father to grandchildren younger than me. The word "Sir" is called Mr. Xiang. In rural areas, it mainly targets two types of people: teachers who are truly role models, or doctors who save people's diseases. One is a doctor's heart and the other is a doctor's life.

We call Uncle Xiang Teacher Xiang. This title is worse than that of Mr. Xiang, which means that he is not a spiritual noble, but there are some things worth learning and respecting.

I remember that the village next to us is called Taipingwan. There is a Gong family with many descendants and renovated the old house. Although the earliest old man in the Gong family died early, he had studied in a private school with Mr. Xiang, classmates and confidants. Someone from the Gong family went to college and later became a small official. He returned to his hometown to pay for the old house to be rebuilt as it is.

But it turned out that there was a couplet on the pillar outside the gate, but it was gone. What should I do? I asked Mr. Xiang to write a couplet in person within three days. Because he and Mr. Gong were confidants, he would do this voluntarily.

On the day the house was completed, Teacher Xiang took two people to the village in person, carried two carved wooden boards, a couplet written by Mr. Xiang himself, and carried over on the thick wooden board with red hangings.

The Gong family received a great courtesy, which caused a sensation in the whole town. I didn’t hear that Mr. Xiang wrote and edited it himself, and bought a board by himself, and asked the master to carve it. That couplet was simply the textbook of the Chinese teacher at that time.

"The dragon comes out of the long beach to share peace, and Ma Fuwenshan looks at the peach blossoms."

Any couplet with a dragon and horse beginning has extraordinary momentum, not to mention that the couplet is so complex that it makes people dizzy, and it also seamlessly emphasizes the level and confrontation. The sense of picture and meaning have made many literary teachers and gentlemen admire it for a long time.

In their opinion, it is a miracle that such good couplets have appeared in today's society. There are very few in China, because there are a few who are as cultivated as the old man and have the mountains and rivers here?

Of course, the so-called literati in our place have never seen anything, and their comments are not enough to be used as a standard. However, the moral and literary praise brought to the Xiang family did make people in our local towns proud. Because the county cultural center also sent someone to take photos and also specially printed them as a preservation.

The font is elegant and smooth, which is probably the one that works at high altitudes at that time. His body is flexible and he is considered a professional match.

I have a wife, I am from the countryside. I marry on the street and sell buns at my own store. I am the most profitable person in my family.

Once a person has free money and hobbies, he always has a sense of confidence to try. Sometimes walking on the street and suddenly squeaking is enough to scare people.

People with abilities have their heads raised, and they feel that they are capable and artistic. Their abilities are of course lower. They have not even passed the high school entrance exam, and have never read books for a day after graduating from junior high school. They have vented their anger with their own stone locks all day.

They may have been disgusted with each other for a long time, and they are all on the same street. One is literary and the other is martial, and they are confident that they can only take the lead in the town, so of course they must hate each other.

In private, Xiao Xiang told others that Ding Ruo is a fancy way, and martial arts cannot beat people, and martial arts can't be played on the stage, without any artistic content. When Ding Ruo talks to others about Xiao Xiang, he always says contemptuously: "A man is not a man or a woman or a woman is not worthy of the surname Xiang."

In the eyes of ordinary people, "not worthy of being surnamed Xiang" is the most vicious evaluation, but Xiao Xiang did not react much. After all, in his opinion, art is greater than that, so it doesn't matter what surname is.

They sang a real rivalry, which was the night after an old man passed away on the street. We called the night of the old man's death. All relatives and friends would sit here to watch the spirit all night, accompany the old man on the last night, and all family affections and hobbies in the world were displayed in front of the old man's coffin.

The old man had a good show, but as his descendants said, I don’t know if the old man had watched a regular stage Sichuan opera during his lifetime. And the team invited to the town, of course, there were gongs and drums.

Originally, the people on the same street were considered old friends of the old man, and every family had to send men. Teacher Xiang was no exception. He still paid attention to traditional style. Xiao Xiang, who had not shown face for a long time, also appeared at this time.

It seemed as if he wanted to be the boss in front of his father or acquaintances on the street, to find a sense of existence, to prove his level, or to be purely to find fault.

When others sing, they always say that it is annoying enough that the sentence is wrong, which sentence is not on the point, and which sentence is wrong.

This is a big deal about the old man's death, and everyone doesn't care about it. This person is a bit strange, not to mention that he is sitting aside.

I originally whispered to my son not to talk nonsense, but also smoothed out the situation for the Sichuan Opera master: "He doesn't understand. You masters are the best Sichuan Opera masters in the town, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Xiao Xiang couldn't bear the artistic ability to be criticized by his father in public. He announced loudly: "I am from the County Sichuan Opera Troupe. The things on your countryside are too irregular. At least, even the drums are not on the spot. What kind of play is it?"
Chapter completed!