Mason Zhao Laosan is 30 years old this year and has just married for a year. Because his family is poor, he got married so late. His wife is disabled, so he got married at such an age.
Zhao Laosan's ancestors were all bricklayers. Although this bricklayer was also a famous craftsman in ancient times, it sounds nice to put it, and in fact he was a coolie.
It is said that more than ten generations of ancestors did this. They turned out to be farmers. After the fields were occupied, they became bricklayers. Although they did not have to farm, their living conditions were still the same and they did not improve at all.
But it was passed down from generation to generation.
Zhao Laosan only has one preference, that is, listening to operas. Of course, it is the kind that doesn’t cost money. As long as there are opera singers, he will go to watch them.
After seeing too much, his mentality changed. He became more thoughtful and depressed every day. His wife had some problems with one eye, but the others were fine. Seeing that he was like this, he asked him what was going on.
This Zhao Laosan sighed: You said that my family has been bricklayers for more than ten generations. Why can others become officials and others become rich? Why can my family only do these low-cost jobs?
When my wife heard this, she burst into laughter and said: This is all fate! If you want to blame, you will blame you for being reincarnated! If you vote for a good family, your fate will change!
When Zhao Laosan heard what his wife said unintentionally, he had a flash of inspiration, but it was fleeting. He didn't expect anything, and he felt even more depressed.
A few months later, my wife was actually happy, which made Zhao Laosan so happy, but her smile only lasted for a moment before disappearing. The wife said in surprise: You are going to be a father, are you unhappy?
After hearing this, Zhao Laosan said: Of course he is happy, but I can't be happy when I think that my son will be a bricklayer in the future.
When my wife was speechless and too lazy to pay attention to him.
A few months later, a fortune teller came to the town. He set up a stall near the inn. He still kept doing business every day. If that’s the case, most people are superstitious. Fortune teller, it’s precisely this and make some money.
One day, after finishing work, Zhao Laosan passed through the fortune teller's stall, looked at it, and was about to leave. It was not that he didn't want to calculate, but that he felt sorry for the money.
The old fortune teller actually saw him many times and knew that he had this idea because he didn't want to spend money, so he said to him: Wait, brother!
Zhao Laosan heard this and pointed at himself. The fortune teller nodded, then walked over and asked: Mr., you call me?
The old man smiled and said: Seeing you walking around, are you planning to do a fortune?
Zhao Laosan heard this, smiled bitterly, struggled, and asked: How much does it cost to do a fortune-teller?
The old man's eyes lit up after hearing this. He had not opened today. He said: It depends on what you ask, whether you ask about your life, luck, or marriage.
Zhao Laosan heard this, hesitated for a moment, looked at the left and right, and said: Old sir! My family has been bricklayers for more than ten generations. I want to change my destiny. Do you think it’s okay?
The old man smiled in his heart after hearing this. In fact, he knew everything about the people in the town. It is not easy to do this business. Even if it is a cheat, it has some technical content.
After hearing Zhao Laosan’s words, the old man thought for a while and said: Are you asking for your life? I'll take a look!
looked at it and sighed: This is what you have in your life. It seems that your destiny is determined. Unless you have children, you may be able to change your destiny.
Hearing this, Zhao Laosan's eyes lit up and he said: My wife is already pregnant, please give me some advice!
said, and handed over a hundred cents directly. Although it was not much, it was quite a lot for the poor.
When the old man saw this, he smiled and said: This matter is simple, come over and I will teach you a plan.
When Zhao Laosan heard this, he immediately became energetic. He looked at the left and right and walked forward. The old man whispered: "Cat changes to the prince!"
Zhao Laosan often listens to operas and is very familiar with this word. After listening to it, he suddenly felt enlightened. Although he didn't know how to do it, he still bowed to the old man and fell to the ground.
The old man just smiled and stopped saying anything.
After Zhao Laosan returned, this word was all in his mind, but how to do it is the most difficult.
For this reason, Zhao Laosan invited the doctor in the clinic to drink. In fact, there were some relatives and they often walked around, so the doctor happily went to the appointment.
Zhao Laosan got him drunk and then asked him, but he was ecstatic. The rich man in the town had a daughter-in-law and his wife was pregnant. The time was only a few days apart from his wife.
From this moment, Zhao Laosan began to plan. Not to mention, this person was still a little smart. He took out almost all the money he had in his family and found 月有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有
There is only one stable woman in this town. Whether it is a poor or a rich man, she will be responsible for the delivery of her baby.
The custom here is that having children is not auspicious, and generally choosing a remote room. Many rich people are in the concierge. Although the customs are unique, many people follow it.
It would be easier to bribe the Strong Po, and Zhao Laosan began to pray every day.
Finally, on a sunny afternoon, my wife gave birth to a child and was a son.
However, Zhao Laosan didn’t tell anyone about this, only Wenpo knew about it.
Coincidentally, that night, the rich man's daughter-in-law was about to give birth and invited her stable mother-in-law.
It was already dark, and there were only the rich man’s house, with the lights on, and there were a few more lights in the doorman, but there were no one, only the stable woman in the house and the mother.
Even a maid is in the distance. Without the instructions of a wife, you can't come over. This is the custom.
Zhao Laosan held his son and stayed outside the door. After a long time, corner door opened, and the wife sent out a baby and carried his child in.
Zhao Laosan hurriedly left with the child in his arms, and then the rich man's family was shocked and everyone started to shout because he had a young master.
The one Zhao Laosan took away was actually a baby boy.
Twenty years have passed in a flash. In these twenty years, Zhao Laosan has done his best to treat baby boys. The child is very smart and has the talent to study. Zhao Laosan feels guilty, so even if he doesn’t eat or drink, he still wants the child to study.
So, my twenty-year-old son is actually a scholar.
This Zhao Laosan stared at the rich man's house almost every day just to see his son.
Maybe the conditions are too good, Zhao Laosan's own son actually became a young man. He did everything he wants, and he is almost the same in this town.
Although Zhao Laosan couldn't stand it, he was his own son after all, and he could still bear it.
One day, Zhao Laosan carried the toolbox and passed by the rich man's house. He didn't pay attention. His own son walked out and happened to bump into him. When he saw Zhao Laosan, he immediately opened his eyes wide and cursed: Old man! You don't have eyes, right?
After saying that, a slap came over. With a crisp sound, Zhao Laosan's cheeks suddenly became swollen and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Zhao Laosan was stunned. He ignored the pain and stared at his own son with tears in his eyes. He didn't know what to say.
When my son saw him, he snorted coldly: Old man, get out of here!
said, lifted up and kicked Zhao Laosan to the ground, and then ran away.
Zhao Laosan covered his lower abdomen, bleeding from his mouth, looking at his son who was leaving, his heart was like a knife stirring, but he was already regretful. He didn't expect his son to become like this.
It took a long time to return home. When his son Zhao Tong saw him like this, his eyes suddenly turned red and he asked: Dad! Who is so bold that he dares to make you like this?
Zhao Laosan hesitated, but he didn't say anything. When his son Zhao Tong saw him, he said: Dad! You don’t have to worry. Who dares to bully you in this town? Tell me, I’ll avenge you.
The son Zhao Tong is a scholar. Although he has not become an official, most people will still give face. Even when he arrives at the county government office, the county master will treat it differently. This is the privilege of scholars.
But even so, Zhao Laosan still doesn’t want to say that, after all, that was his own son.
Zhao Tong had to give up when he saw this, but he went out to inquire about the matter. Because there were people on the road at that time, he soon learned the truth of the matter.
Zhao Tong simply found the rich man's house directly, slapped the door, and then came out and didn't dare to slam it when he saw it was him. This was the only scholar in the town.
The door quickly reported to the rich man, but the rich man went out in person. When he saw the scholar, he said with an arrogant look: Zhao Xiucai, what are you asking for me?
Zhao Tong then told him about the fact that his son beat Zhao Laosan and asked for an explanation.
But the rich man sneered: Who saw that my son injured your father? Is anyone a proof? Don’t believe rumors easily, don’t think that you are a little scholar, you are a character, and leave quickly, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!
After hearing this, Zhao Tong nodded and left, but contacted some of his classmates and teachers to sue Li Yuan, the son of the rich man, who is Zhao Laosan's parent-child.
It was not until the ceremony that the rich man and Li Yuan were stunned. Only then did they realize that although Zhao Tong was just a scholar, his relationship network was so wide that even the county magistrate dared not accept his bribes and had to enforce the law impartially.
According to Zhao Tong's request, not only did he have to pay money, but he also wanted Li Yuan to go to jail and beat others for no reason. This is not a minor crime.
In the lobby, the rich man and Li Yuan knelt, Zhao Laosan knelt, and only Zhao Tong stood. This is the role of the scholar's identity.
There are witnesses, and the evidence is almost conclusive. The county magistrate will sentence Li Yuan to three years in prison when he is in court.
It is not useful, but Zhao Tong has found someone and the county magistrate plans to give him a favor.
When I heard that I was going to be sentenced to a heavy sentence, the first person who exclaimed was Zhao Laosan: No! Li Yuan didn’t hit me on purpose, I just let it go if I see this matter!
Everyone was stunned. Zhao Tong was very puzzled. The county magistrate was also confused and could only wait for Zhao Tong's opinion.
When everyone was looking at him, Zhao Laosan sighed, thinking of the dead Wenpo, thinking that his own son had become like this, he felt endless regret in his heart, and his guilt towards Zhao Tong.
Looking at Zhao Tong, he said: I'll call you one last time! I'm sorry for you!
In front of everyone, he slowly explained the matter clearly. Everyone was stunned. Zhao Tong asked in a trembling voice: Dad! All you said is true?
Then Li Yuan said angrily: Impossible! How could you be my dad? I don’t have a useless dad like you.
Zhao Laosan sighed: I was confused for a moment and had evil thoughts, which ended up harming others and myself!
After the incident, after a blood test, the result was finally proved. Zhao Tong returned to the rich man's house and Li Yuan returned to the Zhao Lao San's house.
Zhao Tong was not used to it, and Li Yuan ran away from home. Zhao Laosan sighed all day long, and he blamed him!
The story is over!
The editor said: Zhao Laosan was superstitious. In order to change his destiny, he used a trick to change the prince. As a result, his own son became a bad guy. The stolen son was very promising, and he eventually made his son refuse to recognize him and regret it too much!
Note: Folk stories are also a form of dissemination of literature. Please do not link with feudal superstitions. Please pay more attention to the author and continue to appreciate the next folk story!
