This is a true story.
It rained a few days ago. I took advantage of the rain and it was all right, so I made a few appointments for good work and went to a family restaurant opened by an acquaintance for a drink. When I walked to the door of the restaurant, I saw an elderly man with a hunchback and dirty body.
This man looks thin in dark clothes. His collar was upright, and his head shrank, as if only the small half of his head could be seen. He stood like a shadow in a dark corner out of the light.
He is determined to stand motionless in the dark shadow that cannot be illuminated by the light, looking mysterious and strange. According to common sense, under normal circumstances, the average person would not stand motionless in a shadowy position in a rainy night.
The first time I saw him, I was shocked!
The door of the restaurant is open. The light from the electric light in the restaurant's door shone out, and it actually emboldened me.
When I walked to the door, out of politeness, I knocked gently on the door, and then shouted "Is the boss home?"
The owner of the restaurant was busy in the kitchen. When he heard me say hello to him, he put aside his work and walked out of the kitchen, first called me "brother", and then hurriedly took out a cigarette and smoked me politely.
After I walked into the restaurant door, I smiled and said to the boss: "I'm going to stop smoking early. The dishes are ready."
The restaurant owner smiled and said: "All are ready. As soon as your friends come, you can bring them up."
We just got here, and inadvertently, we saw a man standing at the door.
This man looks like a ghost. When we inadvertently looked up while we were talking, he was already standing at the door one meter away from us at some point.
His appearance shocked me again!
Looking at his figure, I guessed that this man was the man standing in the shadow on the side of the restaurant's door when I came.
He still clung to his back, his head tucked in his collar. Under the light of the light, I could see his clothes clearly.
He is wearing a dark blue shirt on the upper body, a pair of black pants on the lower body, and a pair of dirty yellow rubber shoes with laces on his feet.
Not only are these yellow rubber shoes dirty, but his whole body is dirty, combined with short but tousled and dry hair, Zou Baba’s black face, he looks like, It's no different from a beggar who doesn't have enough food. If there is a difference, it is that the average beggar will be cleaner than him in dressing.
He stood at the door and did not come in. He just looked at the boss with pleasing eyes, stretched out his right hand, opened his index finger and middle finger, and shook it towards the boss as if he wanted a cigarette. He smiled , Staring straight at the cigarette in the hands of the boss.
The boss seemed to be accustomed to his appearance and his begging, so he took out a cigarette with disdain and contempt, and threw it on the ground without even looking at the man.
The boss's strength in throwing this cigarette seems to be a little deliberately slowed down. It didn't throw it where the person could receive it easily, but instead dropped it not far below his feet.
Seeing the boss threw a cigarette to him, the man seemed contented. He hurriedly stepped forward, bent down and picked up the cigarette on the ground. Then, he picked up a cigarette butt on the ground and looked at the boss again with gratitude. He smiled, then, without speaking, he turned and walked out.
It may be because the man was wearing soft rubber shoes, and there was light rain on the outside, so I always felt that he walked lightly when he left the restaurant. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the rain. I didn't even see how he left the gate of this restaurant.
After the man left, I asked the boss: "Who is this person?"
The boss said: "He is our neighbor. You eat first, and I will go to your table to have a drink later. , I will tell you his story."
I said: "Well, you are busy first, I will go to the private room and wait for the workers."
When our friends arrived, the boss started serving the food. When the dishes were ready, we started drinking and chatting.Halfway through the drink, the boss was also busy.
Since my friend and the boss are very familiar, he came to our table with a bottle of wine, first touched a few of us one by one, and then sat next to me, eating and drinking. , He told me the story of the sloppy, mysterious man who was on the road.
From the restaurant owner's mouth, I know the man's life history.
This man lives nearby. In the 1970s and 1980s, when the smuggling of cultural relics flourished in the early years of reform and opening up, he first bought and sold cultural relics and antiques along the streets and alleys in the city. Later, he followed a group of antique dealers who reselled cultural relics and began robbing ancient tombs. It is said that their group has successfully robbed several tombs of the Han Dynasty, conducted several large transactions, and made a lot of money.
When the restaurant owner said this, he seemed to be a little envious, and a little contemptuous, and said to me: "He made a lot of money when he was young and ate a large plate of Nepeta (mean to see the big world). He stole it from the tomb. Good things, turn around and sell them. As long as the money is available, he will open a room in the hotel, buy a few young ladies, and spend time and drink. If he has no money, he will continue to steal people’s graves. He only needs to get the money, He has to spend all the money and spend it all. He doesn’t stay behind. He has grown old in the past few years, and the country has been severely cracked down. He has no money to spend, his wife did not marry, and he has no descendants, so he has become People are not ghosts or ghosts."
Hearing this, the restaurant owner felt a little embarrassed.
In this life, everything is gone. If nothing happens, time will not go back. This former tomb thief ended up like this, probably because of his fate and karma.
In ancient China, people who robbed others' ancestral graves would be cut to death and imprisoned the nine tribes. In Feng Shui, not only will it bring in the disaster of blood and light, but it will also damage the Yang life and harm the children and grandchildren. Among the folks, there is a saying that "malicious digging of people's ancestors' graves, and no one will collect your corpse in response to the violent death". And some rural people would say "I didn't dig people's ancestral graves, so I don't know what to do" when they are arguing about gambling. It can be seen that the crimes of stealing ancient tombs and digging people's ancestral graves are extremely serious, no matter in the duny world of the law or in the fatalism of karma.And the current situation of this man seems to illustrate this point: Although he has not been punished by the law, he lives in this world in a humble and humble manner, although he has not been punished by the law. Picking up cigarette butts that others have smoked, the fate of their old age can be imagined!
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