surname teacher

Chapter 129 Young

This night, Young Master Jin, who came to Dongshan alone during the New Year's Eve, was arranged by County Magistrate Shi to stay in the only guest house for cadres in the county.

The guest house itself is not big, but the internal environment is not bad. There is heating and hot water in the room all year round, and there is a desktop computer and fax machine that can be used for sending and receiving emails and basic office work.

Dinner was eaten in the public cafeteria downstairs of the county government, and the dishes were considered standard for entertaining ordinary distinguished guests, but since Young Master Jin himself seemed to be in a bad mood, they didn't even dare to do anything with County Mayor Shi The set of persuading and toasting on the wine table, just calmly maintained a subtle and tense atmosphere with the young master who seemed to be very difficult to serve, and finished the first dinner for entertaining distant guests.

After the meal, everyone just said a few words without embarrassment and parted ways. There was no after-drinking program that should be understood by each other, let alone the opportunity to further deepen the understanding and communication.

But this time when he came with him, the secretary, who was obviously hesitant to talk about his various behaviors, finally closed the door cautiously after explaining some of tomorrow's itinerary, leaving only the showered and changed into pajamas, and at the same time Jin Suoyang, who had already taken off his thin glasses, stood alone in front of the window, frowning and thinking about something.

In this state of solitude, he seemed inexplicably thinner and thinner. He was no longer as cold and distant as he was during the day, and instead felt a sense of indescribable loneliness.

And looking at his face and hair on the window with a little distraught, which is different from ordinary people, and always attracts people's attention wherever he goes, the white-haired young man with a somewhat unhappy expression closed it irritably for a long time. Eye.

[Don't stop me!I'm going to say it!He is an outsider!He is a bastard!Why have you been so dependent on our Chen family since childhood! !Also let us all have to let him!It is impossible for Wen Hui to marry him!She is mine!I've already slept with her!Do you understand? 】

[Jiaxiang... Jiaxiang!Stop talking nonsense... Huh... Suoyang, Suoyang, things are not like this...]

[What am I talking about!Look at his ghostly appearance for yourself before answering me properly!If it weren't for your parents, your mother and my grandfather insisting on forcing you to marry him!Are you really willing to marry in your heart?After all!Jiale and I, Jiajia and they are the grandsons and granddaughters of grandpa!Grandpa should love and care about us the most... Why have we been worse than this hypocritical freak since we were young!Why can't I decide who I want to marry, why should I be inferior to him since childhood... why!Why! 】

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[... Even if you beat me to death today, grandpa, I will say it too! !If it wasn't... If it wasn't for your mother's surname Chen, she came back in misery and begged grandpa to take you in on her knees!Just relying on your identity as a bastard whose origin is unknown and who doesn't even know his surname!Why press on our heads! !You should have gotten the hell out of this house long ago! !There is no one in this world who can stand this kind of annoying freak who only pretends to be good and flatter grandpa!You should go where no one knows!Don't hurt anyone again!Get out of here!Get out of here……】

That night, the words Chen Jiaxiang said to the whole family who started to go berserk for no reason are still stuck in his mind.

Although afterwards, his grandfather Mr. Chen had unilaterally taught him a lesson for Chen Jiaxiang, who started to make trouble for no reason when he drank too much, but the thoughtless words that came out of his cousin made Jin Suoyang feel emotional. The impact is still there.

Thinking in this way, he kept his head down in a daze, and he unconsciously looked at the pale face on the window that looked like a patient and the gray hair that could not be covered no matter how many times he dyed his hair.

For a long time, the white-haired young man, who couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, first withdrew his cold gaze staring out of the window in a very bad mood, and after slowly returning to his bed and sitting down, he leaned against the head of the bed and sat down. He picked up the black pen on the bedside of the guest house and his diary that he would carry with him wherever he went.

The first few pages of the diary regularly record some trivial matters and time arrangements in his daily life, and the back is mixed with a lot of information excerpts, comments and analyzes about ancient Chinese anecdotes.

It contains a large number of studies on Chinese surname culture and a kind of evil spirit called "Song", and there are many his own researches on "human", "ancestor God", and "Song" in the process of ancient Chinese culture. A theoretical and practical discussion of this connection.

But speaking carefully, he seldom shows this diary in front of people. First, he really doesn’t want anyone to know what he’s busy with when he’s alone. Second, it’s because he I have already passed the age where I will show my true emotions to others.

"Suoyang, come on, tell grandpa obediently, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

"...I don't know either, but I want to record all the strange stories in those ancient books in your study, and then let these stories be passed down forever."

"It's all about what! I don't do business properly! Those books are just for passing the time! You can see for yourself how many scholars are really rich! It's a good thing to read more books at a young age, but you only know in your life. It's stupid to study hard...Look at your stupid look! Jiaxiang, tell me yourself, and tell your cousin, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Grandpa! I want to make a lot of money! Make a fortune!"

"Hmm... sounds a bit vulgar, but smarter and more ambitious than your cousin... Suoyang, let me ask you again, what exactly do you want to do when you grow up?"

"..."

"Do you want Grandpa to ask you again?"

"...study hard and inherit the family business."

"Say it again, and tell your cousin well!"

"...study hard and inherit the family business."

"Okay, okay, they are all good boys, with ambition, they are the people of our Chen family..."

Thinking like this, it seemed that he suddenly understood the reason why Chen Jiaxiang, who had drunk too much that night, would scold him for being hypocritical and obnoxious.

The white-haired young man who has always been living in the way other people want him to live did not think about it anymore, but slowly turned over the photo of him and his mother on a certain page in the middle in a bad mood, and looked down again. When he was a child, every time he took pictures, he just stood alone with his head down, and even a brother and sister refused to take pictures of him.

After being alone in the room for a long time, he simply turned over the page, and continued to immerse himself in the diary with a cold face. He had been searching for these ancient books and ancient books a while ago, but so far he has not researched the detailed source. weird things come.

[Tiger Might]: The yellow ore formed by the sight of a dying tiger staring at the ground is said to have the miraculous effect of exorcising evil spirits and eliminating disasters. ——From "Youyang Zazu"

[蚍乱马]: A clan of giant ants with male, female, and female heads, mostly surnamed Fan, who like to live in groups in Sichuan and Sichuan. The generation of Shenshan Zhonghua in western Hunan lived in human form, and most of them stayed at home with the young and old. The younger generation went out to look for food and were less intelligent. , gentle, as big as a tripod, good at building houses, but most of them have no power to shake trees - from "Ji Hengzi"

[Offspring Fish]: Amniotic fluid is a pond, and the mother's womb turns into a fish. The baby is placed in the stream by the mother fish and grows to an adult at the age of 12. The female is a child fish, and the male is a grandson fish. Most of them are surnamed Yang. Ordinary people can raise them at home. Accumulate blessings, have many sons and grandchildren, so they are called descendants and grandchildren. ——From "Book of Jin"

[Human-faced poultry]: In ancient China, living people with facial deformities were born due to pathological principles such as the environment and water sources. In the old days, in a small number of areas, such babies with facial deformities were fed rice bran, rice, etc., and then covered with dirt, hair and chicken. Ducks and other poultry are mixed in the pen, and when the hair cannot fall off and grow up to be a poultry, the intestines and stomachs are taken out and slaughtered in the pot. ——from "Three Talks"

When it comes to these strange and strange stories that others may have never heard of, they are naturally obtained by looking through ancient books and collecting them because he was interested in them when he was young.

As the secretary said earlier, as a young master who was born in a wealthy family and had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, Jin Suoyang seems to have been interested in this kind of antique calligraphy and painting that only old bad old men are interested in since he was born. Heart.

However, his grandfather, Mr. Chen, has always been very displeased with this kind of folklore research, and he obviously hopes that he will follow the arrangement of his family to study business or medicine.

So since he was a child, he listened carefully to the arrangements of his elders and seldom expressed his opinions. He has always concealed his interests and hobbies very well. On the one hand, he tried hard to play a restrained and indifferent person in front of others and never caused trouble for his family. The lonely young master, on the one hand, does not let anyone know that he still has this kind of strange and even nagging hobbies in private.

But at this moment, he looked thoughtfully at the golden tiger's majesty in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the incident he heard in the office of County Magistrate Shi during the day, which seemed unbelievable no matter how he thought about it.

I have to admit in my heart that this place called Dongshan County is indeed much more mysterious and weird than I imagined. It took a long time for Jin Suoyang to lower his eyes and pursed his lips in doubt, and then continued to look down at his comments for a while. , just before relaxing and preparing for a complete rest, he took off the Tiger Might on his neck, put it on the bedside table in the room, and lay down slowly.

This piece of tiger power... how did it get it in the first place?

Mom, what exactly did she encounter on the mountain... That's why she has been refusing to tell me what happened...

Also, could it be said that dragons... really exist in this world?Otherwise, what would the county magistrate see with his own eyes?

In this way, Jin Suoyang, who was not sleepy this night, was thinking about these complicated and strange things in his mind until the early morning.

But maybe because of this reason, he suddenly had a strange dream that night.

In the dream, he was standing alone under a dilapidated bridge. There were stars and moonlight under the bridge. In the distance, there were two figures that he didn't know, but who gave people the feeling of being very close. under the bridge.

He inexplicably wanted to get closer, but for some unknown reason, he still couldn't get close to that strange place.

Until the white-haired young man with a puzzled expression saw one of them turn around, he was about to frown and step forward to take a closer look, and saw the faces of the two men clearly, when he was confused by the phone beside the bed. After waking up, he opened his eyes suddenly with such a complexion, and looked at the ceiling that seemed to be full of sunlight in the room.

——It turned out that it was already dawn.