112. Magic Stick (3) (1/2)

112. Magic Stick (3) (1/2)

He followed the old lady into the house. This house must have been old. The walls were dark and the decoration was neat. It could be seen that the owner lived a life very carefully.

As soon as he arrived at the table, there was a sound of something falling to the ground, followed by a vague cry.

"Ah - ah -"

It was said to be a cry, but in fact it was more like an unconscious sound. The old lady who was walking in small steps just now suddenly sped up a lot. She opened the door and went in, her voice was urgent and worried, "Why are you awake?" Oh, does it hurt?"

"ah--"

After falling to the ground, the old man couldn't turn over after trying hard for a long time. He stretched out his hands and clawed at the ground. His eyes were blurry, his mouth was open and he was drooling unconsciously. He rubbed his mouth on the floor. Wei Mingyan even smelled the smell of urine in the room. .

According to the hospital, the old man's condition is Alzheimer's disease.

He has no consciousness, cannot speak, cannot take care of himself, and does not even have a simple concept of food.

"Come on, be careful, take your time..."

The old lady was old and didn't have much strength, but she helped her husband, who was a head taller than her, to stand up. She took out her handkerchief to wipe her husband's saliva as usual.

Her movements were gentle and fast, but within a few minutes, the old man had been cleaned up and properly placed on the bed.

"It must be hard to take care of him."

The man in a monk's robe watched this scene quietly under the dim light, his voice was clear and calm, as if he had no emotion at all.

"You have no children, so you can only do everything by yourself. Isn't it very tiring to support this family?"

"tired."

The old lady gently helped her husband tuck the quilt, tears were on her lips, but her eyes were full of determination. She trembled and replied softly, "He has taken care of me all my life and made me live happily until now. Now It’s my turn, no matter how tired it is, it’s worth it.”

She looked at her husband with tender and nostalgic eyes, as if she was still the teenage girl looking at her great hero. Her hands were gentle and not heavy, and she helped massage her husband's stiff arms.

"We have been together for almost fifty years...we agreed to leave together, properly, just to go out, why did it end like this..."

Wei Mingyan stepped into the room, looked at the transparent old man who had been following the old lady and looked at her with sad eyes, and then looked at the room.

It's clean, without any bad luck.

"You two are very kind and have helped a lot of people."

"Yes." The old lady said with a wry smile, "He is a teacher, and he doesn't want to see the students suffering. Once the salary is paid, half of it is basically gone. He has been retired for such a long time, and students come to visit him during the holidays. us."

"Grandmaster!"

She stood up tremblingly and said in a hoarse voice, "You said before that you had other ways..."

"I beg you to cure him. I have lived with him all my life. He is really a good person. A good person should be rewarded well..."

"The good deeds he has done over the years are indeed useful."

Wei Mingyan dug into his sleeves and took out the needle he had just used in the hospital.

"Although the car that was supposed to hit him didn't hit him, it still scared him out. A person has three souls and seven souls. Without one, he is like a walking zombie."

"Three souls and seven souls...three souls and seven souls..."

The old lady muttered a few words with tears in her eyes and begged, "Then, can you get his soul back? Call him, can he call him?"

"I can restore his soul." The handsome Taoist priest lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the old man who had fallen asleep on the bed. His voice was neither sad nor happy, "But he can only live for one day."

"one day……"

The old lady's lips trembled, and the tears could no longer be held back, falling down her wrinkled cheeks, "Why, why only one day..."

She cried very sadly, but tried hard to hold it back. The old man on the side saw it and stretched out his hand anxiously to wipe her tears. He opened his mouth to comfort the person who had been favored by him all his life, but he only had one soul. , there is no sound.

Don't cry, don't cry.

It hurts me to see you cry.

"Shouyuan is like this. Even if his soul does not return, he will stop breathing at 12:31 tomorrow noon."

Wei Mingyan withdrew his gaze from the old man and said calmly, "Now, do you want me to wake him up?"

The old lady held her husband's hand tightly.

Since his accident, everyone has told her that he will not wake up and has dementia, but she doesn't believe it. Didn't this man agree to protect her for the rest of his life?

He became like a child, but more difficult to take care of than a child. He could get lost if he wasn't paying attention, saying words that no one could understand, and playing with things that no one could see.

He would not hold her hand for a walk with a smile like before, nor would he go fishing with a smile and come back to stew fish soup for her to replenish her body.

He had been washing her feet for fifty years, and she asked him if he felt tired. He also laughed and said that as long as he was around, she would not even think about working.

Although he was confused, she worked very hard to take care of him, hoping that her husband would wake up again and that he could smile at her again.

But why, only one day...

"How can you be so cruel...how can you be...so cruel..."

The white-haired old man held his husband's hand and cried almost heartbrokenly. "Didn't you say that you would always stay with me and take care of me?"

"fraud!"

Don't cry.

I didn't mean it, I was always with you.

The old man stretched out his hand helplessly, but the soul that could not be touched by humans failed again and again. His eyes were full of anxiety and despair, and his old eyes looked at the indifferent Taoist priest with pleading.

Don't make her feel so uncomfortable.

Tell her I'm always here for her.

Even if I die.

"You have five years and four days to live."

"If you hadn't committed suicide, in two years you would have been sent to the hospital due to paralysis, and you would have died in pain after lying in bed for two years."

"You can choose to transfer the last two years of your life to your husband."

The magnetic and slow tone fell into her ears, and Granny Zhao stopped crying. She raised her head with misty eyes and met the gaze of the handsome man.

His brows were dull, just like he was outside the door just now, and his lips were slightly raised into a slight smile.

"Borrowing your life, have you ever heard of it?"

****

People in Anlu Lane were surprised to find that a person who had been judged by doctors to have Alzheimer's disease and who was basically unlikely to be awake again actually woke up.

This old couple has lived here for a long time. Basically, they have watched the young people in this alley grow up, and soon someone came to visit them.

Granny Zhao thanked her with a smile on her face. Someone brought a box of milk. She was about to take it when the tall and thin old man put down the rag that was wiping the table and took it as if he was afraid that his wife would be tired.

"I'll come, just sit down."

"Grandpa An still loves you so much. I really envy the relationship between you two."

Granny Zhao smiled and narrowed her eyes, "He has this kind of temper."

Many people came that day, most of them were the old man's students who came to visit the teacher who had regained consciousness. When dusk came, the couple supported each other and slowly walked out of the door.

When I met someone on the road, I said hello, "Grandpa An, Granny Zhao, are you out for a walk?"

"Yes, walking a few steps is good for your health."

The old man answered with a smile as before. After leaving for a while, he took out an orange from the bag he had been carrying.

I peeled it off and handed it to my wife. Seeing Granny Zhao eating it, she asked as if she was offering a treasure, "Is it sweet?"

"sweet."

At dusk, the two of them were sitting on a bench. Granny Zhao rested her head gently on her husband's shoulder, watching the people coming and going.

"In two years, let's bury him in a coffin, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The old man looked at his wife tenderly, stretched out his hand to straighten her hair, "Thank you for your hard work these days."

Under the setting sun, the two old men sitting on the bench were laughing, and their shadows met on the ground.

They will die together at exactly the same moment two years later.

No one knew that in the original fate, the old man left first, and Granny Zhao drank the pesticide in pain, and only followed after a day.

Wei Mingyan stood under the willow tree, looking at the two old people with their backs to him from a distance, his lips slightly raised, and his eyes showing a smile.

He reached out and pulled down a willow branch.

"Mom said you can't pull the branches, the tree will hurt."

The slender fingers holding the branch paused slightly, and the man's eyes moved down, landing on the little girl sitting under the tree, raising her cute little face to look at him.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm waiting for my mother to come pick me up." The little girl is very cute, with fair skin and delicate features like a little doll. She is wearing a beautiful sky blue dress and a pair of black leather shoes. At first glance, she is the daughter of her parents. Very well looked after.

Wei Mingyan also sat under the tree with a willow branch. A pair of slender, pale hands moved through the branches, weaving a garland.

The little girl opened her eyes in surprise, "Uncle, you are so amazing."

"Call Grandpa."

Wei Mingyan corrected her title, raised his hand, and placed a wreath made of willow branches on the little girl's head.

She was so happy that she stretched out her hand and touched it. Her big, beautiful eyes were full of excitement, "Have you given this to me?"

"Is it comfortable to wear?" Wei Mingyan asked.

"So comfortable."

"If it's comfortable, don't take it off. It can help you block the sun."

The little girl thanked her sweetly, "Thank you, uncle, but don't break the leaves next time, they will hurt."

"Leaves don't hurt, people do."

"You have to call me grandpa, you know?"

Looking at the innocent and cute little girl, the handsome Taoist priest showed a gentle smile for the first time. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched the little girl's tender face. He saw that she obediently opened her eyes and looked at him without hiding. Kai, said softly, "Grandpa, will you take you to find your mother?"

"Okay." The little girl agreed immediately, but then thought of something, and hesitation appeared on her face.

"But mom said you can't follow strangers."

"Mom asked grandpa to come find you." The Taoist priest asked in a gentle voice, "Your name is Qiuqiu, right? You have been away from mom for too long, and she misses you."

The little girl's cute face looked dubious, "I, I just waited for a little while..."

"Come on, it's time for you to go home."

Wei Mingyan held the little girl's hand, glanced at the two old men leaning against each other under the sunset from a distance, and left here leisurely.

****

"Hello, have you seen my daughter? She is as tall as here, wearing a blue skirt and two braids. This is her photo..."

"Hello, have you ever seen a little girl who is this tall and wearing a blue skirt..."

The haggard woman stood at the street corner with red eyes. When she saw someone coming, she hurried forward with the flyer in her hand to ask.

Her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were purple. It can be seen that she has not had a good rest for a long time. Even when she walked, her steps were a little shaky, but even so, she tried to walk towards every passerby.

Someone hurriedly passed by, waved and left without even looking at the photo in her hand. Someone saw it and took it and said, "I'll keep an eye out for you. I'll call you if I see her."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The woman kept bowing and thanking gratefully. With hope in her heart, she gave the photo missing person notice in her hand to the person.

She stood here all day today and was already dizzy from the sun. She was so excited to thank him just now that her head hurt a little at this moment.

She shook her body and looked at the road that seemed to have been deserted in an instant. She was about to change the road to continue handing out, when a pair of black road shoes suddenly stood in front of her.

The woman raised her head slowly in confusion, her eyes followed the long Taoist robe up, and met the handsome face of the Taoist priest in front of her.

She subconsciously handed over the flyer in her hand, "Hello, have you seen a little girl..."

Wei Mingyan took the flyer.

[Qiu Qiuqiu, seven years old, missing time...]

She has been missing for three days.

"Mom!!"

The little girl who had always followed her obediently rushed to her mother happily, and pulled her hand like before, "Mom, where have you been? I've been waiting for a long time..."

She wanted to hug her mother's hand happily and a little complainingly, but her tender little hand seemed to touch the air and passed through her mother's hand.

"Mom?"

The little girl looked at her hand confusedly, then looked at her mother's hand, and tried to reach out unwillingly.

All she got was another passing.

"Why, why can't I touch my mother... Mom, Mom, look at me..."

"Qiuqiu is calling you, Mom..."

The woman didn't realize that her daughter was calling her in fear. She looked at the Taoist priest who seemed to be in deep thought, and hope appeared in her eyes.

She asked carefully and hopefully, "Have you seen my daughter?"

"She has been missing for three days. She is wearing a blue skirt. This is a photo..."

"Mom, what are you talking about? I'm right here..."

The little girl was scared and aggrieved. She couldn't help sobbing and crying. While crying, she wanted to pull her mother's clothes for comfort. When her hand passed through again, her tears flowed more fiercely.

"Don't cry."

Wei Mingyan squatted down and gently helped her straighten the wreath made of willow branches. He coaxed her softly, "It's not good for you to cry too much."

"Mom, Mom can't see me, Mom ignores me... Uncle, let Mom see me..."

It would have been better if he didn't coax her. After coaxing her like this, the little girl cried even harder.

The woman's face was pale, staring at the strange Taoist priest in front of her. He half-knelt, looking forward, with a helpless look on his face.

He spoke slowly, gently, but full of unknown charm, "Qiuqiu, be obedient, if you are good, mom will be able to see you."

The woman looked in the direction where the handsome Taoist priest was speaking, and there was only air.

I shouldn't believe it.

It must be fake.

After convincing herself like this, tears immediately came out of her eyes. Although she didn't dare to believe it in her heart, her intuition told her.

There, was her daughter.

"Qiuqiu, is it my Qiuqiu..."

She opened her bloodshot eyes wide, trembling hands, and touched the air.

"Mom!!"

The little girl thought her mother could really see her, with tears still hanging on her face, and she smiled happily and threw herself into her mother's arms.

Obviously, the woman couldn't see it, but from Wei Mingyan's angle, she was holding her daughter in her arms.

He lowered his eyes slightly and let out an almost inaudible sigh.

"Ms. Liu, your daughter died in a car accident three days ago."

"No, she won't..."

The woman's eyes were full of bloodshot. She held her daughter in despair and kept muttering, "Qiuqiu is only seven years old. She just started elementary school and will go to middle school, high school, and college..."

"She won't die, absolutely won't die..."

"Mom?" The little girl looked at the different mother uneasily, raised her head in confusion, her eyes were still red after crying just now, and she asked in a low voice with tears, "Am I dead?"

"Come, Qiuqiu, come here."

She was wondering, and suddenly heard the strange uncle's voice, subconsciously broke away from her mother's arms and walked over obediently.

"No!!! Qiuqiu!!!"

Although she couldn't see anything, the woman seemed to notice it. She shouted her daughter's name in pain like crazy, "Come to mom, come to mom..."

"You are not dead, you are not dead, you are still alive, I know, I know my daughter is still alive..."

But after saying this, the memory still flooded into her mind again, just like these days.

Three days ago, she picked up her daughter from school just like she always did, and went to work in the supermarket.

Her daughter was doing her homework at the door, and her eraser fell out when she went out. She said, "Mom, the eraser fell out."

She was sorting the shelves at the time and casually replied, "Just pick it up."

In that sentence, Qiuqiu went out and was hit by a car that suddenly arrived.

She lost her daughter because of one word she said.

The woman couldn't accept that she had killed her daughter. She forced herself to forget the fact that her daughter was dead, printed a missing person notice, and searched the streets.

She would rather her daughter was lost.

Don’t want her to die either! !

She knelt on the ground like a sinner, knocking her head heavily on the ground, and begged the strange Taoist priest in front of her, "Please give me your daughter back, give me back..."

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked her to pick it up, nothing would have happened to her. I know I was wrong. Take my life and let my daughter come back. Please..."

"it's not your fault."

The gentle magnetic voice sounded faintly. Although it was not loud, it reached her ears clearly.

"There shouldn't have been a car there. It was the driver who hit Qiuqiu who drove up drunk."

The woman raised her head with tears on her face, a pair of slender hands held her arms, and slowly helped her up.

"You are not wrong, and your daughter does not blame you."

Wei Mingyan looked at the woman and said word by word, "She has been looking for you, but she is too young and can't find her way home."

"Now, I'll give her back to you."

He patted the little girl next to him on the shoulder and asked her to pass.

The woman first stared at the person in front of her with a face full of pain, and then she suddenly smiled, laughing, and tears fell.

A pair of small hands carefully held her.

"Qiuqiu, is that you..." she asked.

A small and tender voice sounded, "Mom..."

For a moment, the woman burst into tears.

"Qiuqiu still wants to continue to be your child."

Looking at the little girl who carefully put her face in her mother's arms, Wei Mingyan reached out and touched her head.

"You are pregnant now, and the child has not yet grown arms and legs. Taking this opportunity, Qiuqiu will live in your belly and be reborn with the help of his brother. Eight months later, you will give birth to a pair of twins."

The woman didn't know she was pregnant, but she immediately believed the words of the person in front of her. She placed her trembling hand on her abdomen, "Qiuqiu, can Qiuqiu come back?"

"She was resurrected with the help of her younger brother. Both her body and soul are very fragile. During these eight months, no matter what happens, you must keep a calm mind, get enough sleep, and do not lose the nutrients you need."

Listening to the instructions from the Taoist priest in front of her, the woman nodded desperately as if she had been given a task that must be completed, "I, I remember, I will take good care of my body."

The handsome man smiled. He took the little girl's hand and slowly and gently placed it on the woman's flat belly.

"Qiuqiu, my younger brother lives here. He is very lonely. You go in and live with him, and then come out to see your mother in eight months, okay?"

The little girl in a beautiful blue dress looked at her mother's belly curiously and raised her face to look at her with tears on her face.

Wei Mingyan slowly let go of his hand, and the woman could feel a small hand touching her belly.

She shed tears silently and said with a choked voice, "Qiuqiu, can you continue to be your mother's child?"

"Mom swears that I will protect you this time."

"Mom, I like mom the most!"

She heard her daughter's sweet voice.

The feeling on the stomach disappeared, replaced by a sudden warmth flowing in the lower abdomen.

The woman closed her eyes and covered her belly tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that her daughter would come out again, and she cried until she couldn't stop crying.

Her treasure.

Finally, I'm back.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

Looking at the woman who kept apologizing, the handsome man in Taoist robes raised his eyebrows slightly, "You remember, these eight months are the last chance for Qiuqiu to be reborn. Your body is her support, so you must not let this body Any mistakes."

Although the woman was crying, she was different from the despair she had felt a few days ago. Instead, she nodded with hope.

She must protect herself and her children.

****

"The little girl is so cute. She can open her eyes just one day after she was born."

The pregnant woman with a big belly stood in front of the bed with affection in her eyes. She carefully touched the baby who was looking at her with bright black eyes. She said enviously, "It would be great if I also gave birth to a daughter. She is so well-behaved and clever. I can also buy her a lot of beautiful clothes.”

Qian Miao smiled and replied, "Didn't you want a gentleman's little boy yesterday?"

"Little boys are still too naughty, but little girls are better, and they can dress up beautifully. When they grow up, we can go shopping together."

"Qiqi, Xiao Qiqi..."

The more she looked at it, the more she fell in love with this obedient baby looking around with bright black eyes. She wished she could give birth to a daughter right away.

The door opened, and Fu Yunyun, who was off work, opened the door and came in.

"Come, let me see if Xiao Qiqi has grown up a little."

Qian Miao looked helplessly at her out-of-character friend, "Are you confused? Didn't you just watch it at noon?"

"Children are all the same from day to day, not to mention our Qiqi looks so cute. Come on, auntie, touch your little hands."

After playing with the baby for a while, Fu Yunyun glanced at the pregnant woman who had sat back on her bed like a thief, and quietly squeezed in next to her friend.

"Miaomiao, can you help me say a nice word to your father-in-law and ask him to show it to me too."

She said with rare coyness, "Well, I want to calculate the fate of marriage..."

Qian Miao was a little embarrassed. She had always had a bad relationship with her father-in-law. To be honest, if the birth of a daughter hadn't been confirmed yesterday, Qian Miao would still feel that her father-in-law was a liar.

"If he comes over, let me ask you. My father-in-law has a very strange temper, so don't have too much hope."

"It's okay, it's okay, masters are like this, I understand, I understand!!"

As Fu Yunyun was talking, the ward door opened again.

A man in monk's robes walked in slowly holding a rattle.

Fu Yunyun, who was still looking forward to it just now, looked at the handsome face in front of her that didn't look like she was forty-five years old, and almost immediately became scared.

She silently stood back to make room for Wei Mingyan.

"Where's your stupid son?"

Qian Miao became nervous when she saw her father-in-law. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed the Bagua mirror hanging around her neck and stammered, "He went downstairs to buy food."

"Call him. I haven't eaten either."

"Hey, okay, I'll fight now."

Facing this truly capable father-in-law, Qian Miao didn't dare to neglect him at all. She touched the cell phone next to the pillow and called her husband.

While she was on the phone, Wei Mingyan was standing beside the bed, teasing his granddaughter with a rattle.

The baby was still young, so of course he didn't respond. He didn't mind it either, just playing with the rattle, and there was even a hint of a smile on his lips.

Fu Yunyun in the ward and the pregnant woman sitting on the bed were surprised by this completely different attitude towards her daughter-in-law and her granddaughter.

Just when they were wondering if the relationship between Qian Miao and her father-in-law was not good, less than ten minutes later, Wei Jin, who was sweating profusely, came back with rice.

As soon as he entered the door, he smiled at his father and said, "Dad, come over and see us."

Wei Mingyan's eyelids drooped and he said calmly, "What do you want to see? I'm here to see my granddaughter."

"Where's my food."

"Hey, here, here, Miaomiao can only eat something light now, so all I buy is porridge."

Wei Jin had long been accustomed to his father's attitude of 'you are all mortals and don't deserve my attention', so he didn't care and opened the bag and started to take out the food.

A bowl of porridge was handed to him. The handsome man in Taoist robes glanced at it and said, "You eat this bowl."

"Oh, okay, Dad, you can eat this."

"Come on, Miaomiao, I'll feed you."

Wei Jin conveniently picked up the bowl of porridge that his father had just rejected and prepared to feed his wife who had just given birth.

"Qian Miao can't eat this."

Wei Mingyan blew on the bowl in his hand, took a sip with his eyes lowered, narrowed his eyes slightly with satisfaction, and took another sip.

Qian Miao, who had turned into a quail since just now and dared not move, quickly closed her open mouth and stopped eating.

After experiencing Wei Mingyan's fortune telling yesterday, now even if her father-in-law tells her that she can't eat today, she will definitely listen.

What's more, didn't she have some kind of bloody disaster?

"Why? Is this bowl of porridge bad?"

Wei Jin also thought of this and quickly put down the bowl of porridge, not daring to feed it any more.

"It's nothing, there's a bug inside."

Wei Mingyan took another sip of porridge, with a calm expression as if he was saying something very normal, "You have rough skin and thick flesh. It's okay to eat a bug. Qian Miao will probably vomit after eating it."

"How is that possible? I watched them serve this porridge with my own eyes. How could there be insects..."

Knowing that it was not a bloody disaster, Wei Jin breathed a sigh of relief and went to get a spoon to stir as he spoke.

He still believes in his eyes...bugs? ? ?

Wei Jin silently put down the bowl of porridge and picked up another bowl.

But in the end, he was still a bit sad, "Dad, if you don't eat bugs, how can you feed them to me?"

Wei Mingyan had already finished the porridge in his hand.

He put down the bowl, with a calm expression on his face, "Then do you eat now?"

Wei Jin: "...No."

"Dad, this porridge is all cooked in the same pot..."

"Your bugs were contained and fell in."

The handsome man glanced at his son with a look like 'How could you be so stupid as my son?'

Wei Jin: "..." He was speechless.

Fu Yunyun, who had watched the whole process, was dumbfounded.

The bowl of porridge just now was always in Wei Jin's hand.

The porridge was clean, but this man knew there were bugs in it without even touching it?

What is a master? This is a master! !

She was too excited to be timid, and cautiously approached her, "Well, hello, uncle, I am Miaomiao's colleague. Well, I want to do the math..."

"If you don't mind, just make a price. I won't bargain."

Wei Mingyan stood up with his little granddaughter in his arms. He gently patted the sleeping baby with his slender hands. He glanced at Fu Yunyun's face and then focused on his little granddaughter again.

"You don't have to pay."

Fu Yunyun was overjoyed. Could it be because of her good friend?

Sure enough, there are people in the court who are easy to do things with.

She wanted to refuse a few more times, but the handsome Taoist Master said calmly, "I never ask for money to tell fortunes for people who have suffered bloody disasters."

Yes, he has always been so principled.

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