first talks about the conclusion, there was no before, and there must be no so far.
just wants to tell a story.
Once upon a time, about 80-100 years ago, there was a very poor young man with a bare wall. He had nothing at home except a bed, a quilt, a pot, a wooden table and a medicinal clay pot (with a long nose and ears).
People at that time were very poor, and the background of the times was just like that. If you want to solve the problem, you can’t do it by working hard. You have to have strength, a way, and be diligent enough, and not be afraid of losing.
The young man called Alai. One day, he was worried about eating and was so anxious that he was walking around at home. However, he did not realize that this would consume more energy. Then when his legs were weak, he knocked down the clay pot on the table and broke it.
At that time, they were drinking Chinese medicine to treat diseases. Clay pots were very important. He felt very distressed and fell into deep thoughts at the broken tiles on the ground. But he had to think of a way, either starved to death or died of illness...
The next day, a crying sound came from the village. The pigs at Dawang's house at the end of the village disappeared. This was a big deal. This was the source of income for the Dawang family for a year. The food, drink, clothing and children's schooling had to rely on selling the pig's income. Now it disappeared, which was equivalent to taking the life of the family.
The villagers searched around together.
At this time, Alai took out a strange thing and put it on his nose and sniffed it vigorously. When everyone looked closely, it was the nose of a medicine pot.
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Everyone thought it was very strange, so they asked Alai, what's going on?
said, "I got a treasure. No matter what it is, as long as I want to find it, I can smell the smell from it. I'll find where the pig is." After
said that, he sniffed left and right, and everyone followed him curiously and went further and further.
came to a woods and said, "The smell here is very strong, it is very likely to be here."
sniffed harder and rushed in quickly. Sure enough, he found a pig lying and slept soundly. Dawang's family was overjoyed and took out a lot of food to Alai as thanks.
From then on, Alai became famous in one battle. People in the village and even nearby villages came to him for their losses, and most of them could be found. After finding them, they were rewarded, and they had food, food, and flowers. Gradually, his life improved a lot. There are still some things that cannot be found in
. Alai explained that this is a loss of money and prevent disasters, so don’t look for it.
When the villagers heard this, they must have thought about forgetting in that superstitious era where everyone seeks profit and avoids harm.
One day, two antique dealers passed by the village. Seeing that it was getting late, they stayed at a family home and paid for the food and accommodation fee.
When I woke up the next day, I found that a Ming Dynasty vase disappeared. The two of them could only search everywhere but couldn't find it. So someone told them to go find Alai quickly. He had a treasure that could smell the breath of heaven and earth and everything, and would definitely help them find it.
Alai came to hear the sound, and then his nose was wearing a medicine pot and sniffed everywhere.
The two people selling antiques found it strange when they saw this treasure. Judging from their experience, it was obviously an ordinary medicine jar, but it was difficult to expose it, so they followed Alai to continue looking for it.
After a while, Alai came to an abandoned temple and really found the lost vase.
When they were happy, they forgot all their suspicions. At the same time, they gave Alai a lot of money as thanks and prepared to leave.
The two were walking out of the village. Suddenly, they looked at each other and seemed to have thought of something. So they turned around and walked towards the village, saying that the itinerary had changed and they had to stay in the village for one night. When the villagers saw the two of them being generous, they naturally arranged food and accommodation happily.
At night, the two went to bed early. In the middle of the night, a figure suddenly crawled in sneakily and walked towards the place where they put their luggage. They picked up an antique and walked around. The two got up gently and followed the man quietly. They walked a long way. The man stuffed the antique under a tree hole and left.
The next day, the two of them got up and told the villagers that another antique was missing, and asked the villagers to help find it, and if they found it, they would receive a reward.
Alai came uninvited, put on the medicine pot and sniffed everywhere and walked farther and farther away. Finally, he stopped in front of a tree hole, pointed at the tree hole and said, "The breath here is very strong, it should be below!"
The villagers heard this and drilled into the tree hole without any doubt, but they searched for half a year but couldn't find it.
The two people selling antiques said, "Everyone doesn't have to look for them. Antiques are in our hands. We know why things are always lost here and are always found by Alai."
The villagers were puzzled for a moment.
The two of them said what happened last night, but they still didn't believe it, so they said, "We applied a layer of red paint on the bags of this batch of antiques before going to bed last night. If you can't wash it off, you'll know when you look at Alai's hands."
The villagers asked Alai to spread their hands, and Alai could only do it. Sure enough, they found that there was a bright red color on their right hand, and they also understood Alai's tricks. It turned out that he was all taking advantage of tricks and pretending to be a ghost.
From then on, Alai was abandoned by the villagers, no one helped him again, and he starved to death.
This is a story my grandfather told me, and I also told my children. The principles are easy to understand and are also a warning to the elders for the younger generation.
