After a walk, in front of a house, an old man sat on a small bamboo chair. In front of him was a small square table, two dishes, a wine glass and a tin hip flask at the leg of the square table, enjoying himself drinking wine. I went over and asked, "Grandpa, how can I get to Lingyin Temple?" The old man looked at me with a smile: "Xiao Ya, you should also burn incense and worship Buddha!" " "Grandpa, I'm going to find the master of compassion." "Oh. That's a monk. I went to his lecture. Little girl, come on, come on, your lips are burning, I'm afraid it's uncomfortable. " I approached him, and the old man reached out his left hand and put it on my forehead with his palm: "Xiao Ya has a fever." He turned to the yard and shouted, "Bring a bowl of water." The family quickly brought out a bowl of water and the old man handed it to me. I drank it, and the cool water was so comfortable. After thanking the old man, follow the old man's instructions, turn right first, then go straight to the West Lake, so that you can ask people again. However, my legs are heavy, not to mention walking to the West Lake, and even taking a step forward is very tired. I barely took a few steps, sat on the street for a while, took two more steps and sat for a while. So I finally arrived at the West Lake, marked with the words "Six Gardens". It has no walls, no doors and almost no people. The beautiful West Lake looks dark in front of me, and the park is sleepy. I saw a wooden stool and took a few steps to sit down. I just wanted to lie down, so I took it.
In my sleep, I was pushed into the darkness. I was frightened, crying and screaming, trying to climb out of the darkness. My hands are weak and my feet have nowhere to push. I woke up with a scream, and I was exhausted. I opened my eyes and looked. A big branch stretches luxuriantly on it, and some bright colors have been revealed in the east. I looked both ways, and there were big trees on the left, and there were gentle waves hitting the shore two steps on the right. I came to Hangzhou, which is called "paradise on earth". At this thought, people immediately got the spirit and stood up, but their feet seemed to step on cotton, so they sat down again and felt dizzy and lay down again. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. When the sun shone all over me, I woke up again This time, I sat up, my mind was clear and I stood up firmly. I walked to the lake, with mountains and water and beautiful scenery. I looked at it and saw a man coming from west to east, chewing a lump of rice in his hand. I just feel a little hungry, hmm! I didn't eat last night, but now I'm a "flat-headed gentleman" with no money. I'm not in the mood to enjoy the West Lake. It's always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup, so I went to the west. I want to go, but I can't walk, thinking that if I can't get to Lingyin Temple, I will sleep on the street. How can I make a living? Slow down, no matter how slow you are. It's past nine when you get outside Lingyin Temple. There are many people here, and there are several local people selling incense sticks, which are in sharp contrast with the people you met on the road. There are also some devout pilgrims. Old ladies, with yellow cloth bags on their backs and chanting Buddhist names in their mouths, hurried into the temple gate and knelt on the cushion in front of the Buddha. There is a fountain at the foot of the mountain opposite Lingyin Temple. According to the locals, the mountain spring used to spray two or three feet high (this foot refers to the city ruler), but now it is rushing, and the highest is only one inch, but what I see is slightly higher than the exit. I saw people have entered the temple, just lying at the top of the spring, trying to have a drink. The entrance is a little sweet (like the taste of "Nongfu Spring" just developed in the 1990s), which is first-class refreshing, refreshing and much more comfortable. Only then did I look up at Lingyin Temple, which was magnificent. I walked up the steps and entered the door. I went to two temples where there were many monks. On the edge, I saw a monk with a face talking to two monks. Two monks nodded frequently, and Nuo Nuo left. Then I looked at the square-faced monk as if nothing had happened, counting beads and chanting Buddha's name. I stepped forward and bowed to him with my hands folded: "Excuse me, Master Mercy?" The square-faced monk looked me up and down in surprise. "What do you want with Master Compassion?" "He is my teacher and my father is his apprentice. His name is Gigi, shaved by the merciful master. " The square-faced monk smiled, led me into the back room and asked someone to bring me a cup of tea. He asked me, "What do you want to be merciful to Master? He went to Beijing for a meeting. " I suddenly froze, what should I do? "Little benefactor, what can I do for you? Please tell me. " I thought about it and told my family, my present situation and my hopes. Hearing this, he said, "Amithofer, little benefactor, please sit down." I will come to discuss it. " After a while, a monk came with a big bowl of jambalaya and a big bowl of rice and told me to add as much as possible. I'm full after eating two big bowls. The monk who delivered the meal took the bowl chopsticks and added tea. The square-faced monk also came over: "Little benefactor, we have an agreement. Let me give you this 40,000 yuan, and you can go back to Shanghai. I will tell the merciful master about you when she returns. Please leave your address. " I left my address, and he told me that 40,000 yuan is enough to take a bus from here to Hangzhou Railway Station to buy a train ticket to Shanghai, and I can also have dinner (of course, it is simple).
I went back to Hangzhou Railway Station according to his instructions and bought a train ticket to Shanghai West Railway Station, because I had to see Mr. Wang first after I returned to Shanghai. The train leaves at six o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still four hours before I buy a ticket. After consulting a nearby shop, I went to the West Lake. Here the willow waves smell the oriole, and the oriole has gone. I didn't seem to see anything after reading it. Seeing a mountain not far away, I walked around. There is also a temple on the mountain. This temple can't compare with Lingyin Temple. No incense, no monks, only. We know from the old population that there are many stories in this temple. It is said that there were no pillars when the temple was built. He pointed to a well in the pavilion on the left in front of the temple, and Jigong came to have it dug. Everyone laughed at him for being crazy. Can you dig a well on this mountain? What does this have to do with light beams? Ji Hong shook his broken cattail leaf fan. What you need now is the biggest pillar? Where is the wood at the entrance? Now everyone is confused, and it is true that there are no pillars or boards. At the gate. Jigong said, "It's up to you to beg for alms again, until the Year of the Monkey." Listen to me, dig it out, and when the water is collected, I will get some wood from the South China Sea and transport it to you through this well. "Everyone can't believe it. Ji Gong said, "Poor monks don't fight. "Qi Huangong drew a circle here with a broken cattail leaf fan handle, and everyone was dubious. Two days later, he dug 20 feet deep. Qi Huangong came and said, "All right, that's enough. Come on up. Today is the spring tide, and the water will come soon. When the water is full, the wood comes out. "In less than an hour, the water in the well was full, and then it began to bubble. After a while, the water overflowed and the wood came out. The first thing that comes out is the root material, and then some wood comes out. Jigong looked at it and said that's enough. If it is too much, it will be wasted. If it's not enough, I can't help it. Jigong is gone, and the water is gone. Later, the builder built a pavilion here to thank Jigong for his help. After listening to the legend of the old man, I chatted for a while and asked the time. The old man went into the house, looked at his eyes and said, "It's past four o'clock." I bid farewell to the old man and returned to Hangzhou Station. After eating, I am going back to Shanghai.
It was only two o'clock in the morning when the train arrived at Shanghai West Railway Station. I walked out of the station with a small package and walked to Xujiahui. I came to the villa in hengshan road again, looked at its lovely porch, and decided not to go. It's a bit inappropriate to go to the teacher's house so early. I decided to have a rest here. I didn't feel sleepy, so I lay down. When I woke up, it was already dawn. I went out of the door and walked east. I soon found Wuyuan Road along Changshu Road. At this time, there were people lying in front of the shop on the sidewalk of Wuyuan Road, indicating that it was still early, so I sat down on a mat with a child asleep. After a while, the woman lying next to the child on the ground woke up, looked at me, suddenly sat up and shouted, "Where are you from? Get out! " I stood up in shame and left in shame. But the man behind the woman's feet lay on the ground and said, "Slow down." I turned around and the man sat up and pointed to my little package: "What is it?" "What's it to you?" I answered sternly. The man turned over and said, "Little red guy, your mouth is old." He came up to me, reached for my little package and said, "Is it stolen?" I was angry: "steal from your mother." Hugging the package. The man pretended to hit me and I took a step towards him. He insisted on taking my package, and I gave him a big hug, and he grabbed it. Someone knocked on the side: "It seems to be a thief." That man is more energetic. First, I don't have enough strength. Second, I subconsciously want him to have a rest. He stepped back and tripped over his woman. Fortunately, his woman gave him a hand, but he finally didn't fall down steadily, just sideways, half ass on the ground. He sat down, opened my package and swore. He saw that it was full of worn-out clothes, so he grabbed it and threw it to me. I called him a robber while packing my underwear. He stood up and kicked me: "Get out!" "Nong roll!" "Little red guy, his temper is not small." I left with a small package and turned to scold him: "Robber! Robber embryo! " After the farce, all the people lying on the ground packed their mats and went back to their rooms. They quickly opened the door to do business. I walked around Wuyuan Road several times, and then slowly found Mr. Wang's home in an alley. When Mr. Wang opened the door, I smiled and said, "You're back." Grab me and pull me into the yard. "Who are you?" A man's voice came from the living room. Teacher Wang said to me gently, "My husband's surname is Gao." Then he replied, "It's the student I've been worried about these days. He's back! " ""Come in, come in! " The sound has reached the entrance of the living room. A middle-aged man smiled at me. I whispered awkwardly, "I'm dirty." Mr. Gao immediately said, "You can wash it if it is dirty. If your heart fails, it will be difficult. Children, don't be afraid. Come on in. Listen to your old teacher, you are honest, which is the basis of excellent quality and correct heart. " I lifted three points of embarrassment and walked into the living room. The teacher went to bring a basin of water: "Ji has washed his hands first and had some snacks." "I washed my hands and Miss Wang took the washbasin away. I stood where I was, afraid to move. Mr. Gao said, "Come." He knocked on the desktop. I looked, and when he saw that I didn't move, he came up to me, took my hand and took me to the table. Seeing that I was still standing straight, he started again, pushed the chair behind me, put his hands on my shoulders and sat me in the chair: "Why are you so shy like a little girl?" Boys cannot be as shy as girls. " After hearing this, the kindness I felt relieved me of my embarrassment. Mr. Gao poured a glass of milk, buttered a piece of bread, covered another piece of bread and handed it to me: "Eat, it's not enough for you." After dinner, take a bath and soak, and then ask the teacher to buy some breakfast. "Miss Gao's thoughtful words completely embarrassed me, so I gulped it up and finished it in a few mouthfuls. Teacher Wang returned to the living room and called me, "Come, take a bath. "The bathroom is changed from the attic, which is very bright and comfortable. I was soaked in water, and something or a shell fell off me. I don't know how long it took, but Mr. Wang knocked the door open and put it on the dresser with a new sports vest and a pair of blue basketball shorts in one hand: "After soaping, let the water out of the bathtub, turn on the shower head and take a bath," Mr. Wang said.
I took a bath and went to the living room. Teacher Wang bought me a ball of rice. Not only that, Mr. Wang also discussed with me and asked me to throw away my underwear and those broken running shoes. Teacher Wang has bought me a pair of money brand sports shoes, another sweatshirt and blue basketball shorts, as well as a shirt worn by my son when he was a child, a pair of white canvas pants and a pair of blue double-sided pants. My small package could not be packed at once, so the teacher gave me the green canvas bag that her son used to pack clothes in elementary school. Teacher Wang then asked me what to do in the future. "I can only go home." Teacher Wang thought for a moment and said, "According to President Lu's request, the school should contact the neighborhood office where the students are located to ensure your study and life." Thank you very much for what the school has done. Teacher Wang added, "Because you have been to Ningbo, I don't know if there are any teachers in the school who have been to your street. I'll talk about it after I contact the school. Do you have any relatives in Shanghai? Can you stay for a few days? Come back to me in a week and I'll give you my home phone number. You can call in a few days to ask about the situation. If there is no contradiction at home, the teacher can stay here for a few days, and it is inconvenient to have contradictions. " "Teacher, I understand. I have a good uncle who lives in my hometown in Shanghai. I'll go to him first today. "
On the same day, I went to my uncle's house with my schoolbag given by my teacher on my back. My clothes: white shirt, white canvas pants, brand-new basketball shoes, which surprised my uncle's family, especially my three siblings, and my two sisters would laugh happily when they touched my underwear. However, after listening to my story, my ignorant siblings still didn't respond. My uncle was busy with his work, and my aunt brought her little sister into the room. Now my uncle doesn't send blinds, but spins asbestos thread for an asbestos factory in Minhang. I saw him let his eldest son spin a wheel on the spinning wheel, so he volunteered and said, "I'll do it." Uncle acquiesced and told me to work at a constant speed. Obviously I can cooperate with him, and obviously I work harder and progress faster than his son. In labor, three or four days passed quickly. Originally, my uncle delivered the goods once a week, but this time he finished the work in four days. That afternoon, he delivered the goods, so I had nothing to do. After playing with my siblings for a while, my aunt told them to have a rest. Have a bad time. It's no use eating two bowls. This refers to me, because my siblings are still young, and none of them "eat two bowls". I eat two bowls every meal these days. At that time, I didn't make any noise, and my sister-in-law walked away, so I walked along the dirt road to the wooden bridge. After my uncle came back, I said to him on the bridge, "Uncle, I'm leaving tomorrow morning." "Didn't you say you would stay for a week?" "No, I thought a lot these two days. Before I find a job, or when I am admitted to a technical secondary school next year, I always have to face the relationship with a beautiful girl. Escape is not the way. " "Yes, Nong still has to get along with her." He pushed his heavy bicycle for years and got on the bridge with me. "I'll take you back tomorrow morning." "No, uncle, I have to go to the teacher's house first." "Let's talk about it in the morning of the Ming Dynasty." I have nothing to say all night. I woke up early the next day, got up quietly, quietly took out the schoolbag sent by Teacher Wang, and quietly opened the door and went out. There was no sound or figure at the meeting. I scooped some water from the jar, soaked the towel, wiped my face, picked up my schoolbag, walked to the bridge from the dirt road, and just got on the bridge, I saw my uncle pushing his heavy bike and talking to a man with a smile. As soon as he saw it, he waved to me, said goodbye to the person he was talking to, got on the camel and set off. When we came all the way down, I found that this was not the way I came. I asked my uncle, who told me, "Go to Longhua Street for breakfast." Uncle's voice choked me. I know, my uncle is very sorry for my leaving. I am in a difficult situation, but he can't help me. I was very moved at that time and said to myself, Uncle, I will never forget your heart. In Longhua, on a street with a double-decker restaurant facing north, Uncle ordered two bowls of shredded pork noodles with pickles. After eating, he told me not to send them away, let me go to hengshan road from journey to the south ... to see my uncle and tell him that his eyes were full of tears. My head said, "Uncle, please go back." Suddenly turn around, turn around and stride north. After walking for a while, looking back, my uncle had already left. An idea popped into my mind: I'll go straight home, and if that bitch refuses me to go back, hum! Despair with her. This family is mine, not hers. With a clear idea, there will be no terrible word, and we will resolutely go to Zhangpu Road and Tanggu Road in Hongkou.
When I went up the stairs, I heard the sound of home and walked to the door. I was surprised to see Mr. Wang sitting at the table by the window, with his back to the north. I hurried down four flights of stairs and ran to Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang." Teacher Wang looked at me with a smile: "Ji came, you came back." I saw that there were three women in the room. The pretty girl's face is embarrassed. The other sat on the east side of the table, smiled at me and nodded. I don't know her. Teacher Wang introduced me: "This is Aunt Xia, the director of your neighborhood committee. Aunt Xia will arrange for you to study in the future. You should listen to Aunt Xia more. " I nodded again and again, and Teacher Wang stood up: "Ji lost his mother, and he went home. Let's live in harmony in the future. After all, he is still young, please forgive me. Then I will go. " Aunt Xia also stood up: "The girls take care of each other and live well." Teacher Wang and Aunt Xia left, so I sent them downstairs. Teacher Wang told me that you should go to the street office to collect the living expenses on the 5th of every month and give them to your mother when you come back. You should also take care of her. "Aunt Xia told me:" The neighborhood office is just above the triangle food market. "
I started reading in the reading room on the ground floor of the South Building of the British Consulate, twice a day. One afternoon in late August, Aunt Xia called a meeting of eight people from our three neighborhood committees who didn't go to school. From September 1 Sunday, I will go to a meeting room of a neighborhood Committee opposite the ground floor of our alley every Monday to Saturday morning to listen to the next year's exam counseling class of Shanghai People's Broadcasting Station.