Tanglin City, Dongguan Village.
The village has a small population, and it is the most remote village in Tanglin. There are only about 20 families in it, and most of them make a living by farming.
I made a turn along the way, got off the expressway, abandoned the car, and took several rural passenger vehicles in a row before arriving at the entrance of the village.
At this moment, it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning, and most of the farmers were working in the fields around the village. Seeing me appearing at the entrance of the village, many people made a fuss from afar.
"Hey, isn't that Brother Li's son?"
"Shaobai is back? I saw you on TV, and now you are promising."
"Your father just went back, go home quickly, we will go to your place to catch you later."
"Your mother has been back to her mother's house for a long time, but she hasn't come back. Your father is alone, and he has become a lonely old man."
...
This is the land I am most familiar with, and it is full of local customs. Since the village is small, everyone is like a family, very united, and everyone helps out.
"Hey, I'm back, look at my father." I endured my drowsiness, reluctantly greeted the villagers, and then wandered back to the door of the house in a trance.
My family lives in the center of the village. The house is not big, the decoration is not beautiful, and it looks very poor, but the area is not small...
Pushing open the gate of the yard, I had no more strength to support, and fell directly on the ground. I vaguely saw a pair of mud-stained shoes walking towards me, and then I passed out.
When I woke up, I was lying in my own room, and the air was very stuffy.
My father was sitting on a chair next to the bed, with a grass cigarette in his mouth, his legs crossed, and he was concentrating on reading the newspaper.
"Dad..." I yelled with difficulty.
Just as he was about to get up, my father pressed his hands very calmly, "Lie down, don't move, I'll give you medicine, you won't die, it will be fine in a few days."
I looked at my chest, my upper body was completely stripped off, and the wound was tightly packed with herbs.
Immediately afterwards, my father started to read the newspaper again and ignored me.
If it was before, I would definitely feel that I was paying for the phone bill, and your son was injured like this, and you didn't ask why.
But now, I feel that my father has great powers and nothing can be hidden from his eyes. He has his reasons for not asking, maybe he knows better than me.
After reading the newspaper for a long time, my father put it down, got up and stretched his waist, "I'm going to cook, and the folks will come over later, everyone eats together, remember to get up, don't oversleep, since I'm back east Guan Cun, no one will tell you about your presence here."
I hurriedly said: "Father, I..."
Halfway through, I didn't know how to go on.
My father looked back at me, and said with a straight face: "I will live until you recover from your injuries. Although I am your father, you have grown up and must take responsibility. You can hide for a while, but you can't avoid it forever. It's not that there is no turning point, as for what the turning point is, you can think about it yourself, because... this is the path you choose."
After speaking, my father walked out of the room.
I lay on the bed silently, thinking about what my father meant. He made it clear that he could only let me stay until the injury healed, and then I had to leave. The reason was simple. Only I can fix it.
If I need my father to help me in everything, then what am I?
Gradually, I also understood.
As for the so-called turning point, there is absolutely no other way than to improve my strength. My father will not help me, and will not help me grow. It all depends on me.
...
At six o'clock in the evening, all the folks from the village came to my house, yelling and shouting outside.
"Hey, Lao Li, your son is really promising. Everyone in this village knows that your son has become the richest man."
"I said, Lao Li, your son is so rich, why don't you follow your son? Staying in the village all day, how cheap is it?"
"Old Li treats money like dung. When we were in trouble, which time didn't Lao Li help? Every time he paid the most money."
My father responded kindly outside, but couldn't bear the curiosity of the villagers, they all rushed into the house one by one, saying they wanted to come in and see me.
However, as soon as the folks came in, they saw me lying on the bed with injuries all over, and suddenly fell silent, and all of them turned pale with fright.
"How is this going?"
"Shaobai, what did you do? Who are you offending?"
I waved my hand with difficulty, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I just got hurt accidentally."
The villagers couldn't help but looked at each other, looking very nervous, as if they believed that something had happened to me, but no one said much, and they took turns to greet me.
When it was time for dinner, I forcibly got out of bed and sat at the big round dinner table with my fellow villagers.
The villagers were very surprised, and they all began to persuade me to go back to the house and ask someone to bring me food.
I refused, and said: "It's okay, just a little injury, all the elders are here, how can I stay in the house? This is to catch me up."
When my father heard this, he took a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth without making a sound.
Seeing this, the surrounding folks also acquiesced, and one by one brought me food.
But at this moment, a short young man suddenly walked in outside the door, his whole body was thin, as if he had been hollowed out by wine.
I recognized it immediately. This is Liu Sangou. He was at odds with me before, but now he has made a name for himself in the town and has become a well-known outstanding young man in the village.
As soon as Liu Sangou arrived, the villagers immediately gave him a place.
"Hey, isn't this Sangou? Hurry up, I'm missing you, how did you get here?"
"Old Liu, your son is really, Shaobai's return is such a festive event, so he can be late."
"Haha, I think Sangou has a lot of business in the town, and he just finished his work."
Liu Sangou seemed to enjoy this look very much, sat down full of complacency, and immediately picked up the wine to punish himself for three cups, but after drinking, his face like a drug addict instantly became gloomy, full of hostility Staring at me, "Brother Shaobai, I didn't expect you to become the richest man in just a few years. I'm really envious of me. I thought you got the money from the Ling family in that city." .”
As soon as these words came out, the whole dining table fell silent, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Liu Sangou was sneering.
Liu Sangou's father, Liu Dali, immediately put down his chopsticks forcefully, and scolded: "What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense here, enjoy your meal."
Liu Sangou didn't listen, and sneered, "For such a person, you still make such a big scene and let so many people take care of him, why don't I, Liu Sangou, get this kind of treatment?"
"Shaobai is the richest man, we all owe Lao Li a favor, how can you compare to you?" Liu Dali stared at him, tugged at Liu Sangou's hand, and then looked at me and my father apologetically.
As a result, Liu Sangou stood up suddenly, pointed at me in front of all the villagers, and said, "What kind of bullshit richest man? Just a guy like him, don't harm our village, he's all on the news, just you guys These old antiques don't know how to surf the Internet, so they don't know, he is a murderer!"
