Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âYou... You... You...â
Director Zheng spat out blood. He was purely enraged.
âOh, you are vomiting blood. That is extremely dangerous. Didnât you call an ambulance? Do I need to tell you the phone number of the emergency center?â Jia Zizai was still taking pleasure from the situation.
He had experienced a mindset change. If this was the past, he would have ensured that man could not speak anymore. He might even have wished for him to have tea with God.
âWell, I am not willing to chat with you anymore, bye-bye.â
Jia Zizai got into his car and left. He stepped on the accelerator, causing dust to rise on the road.
The dust flew onto the man lying on the ground.
âYou! I will take revenge! You will see!â Director Zheng shouted.
âWhere is my cellphone?â When he went to call an ambulance, he couldnât find his cellphone.
Damn it! Where is it?
He groped around, enduring the stabbing pain and dizziness, but could not find his cellphone.
âHey, what is this? Why is there a cellphone?â As Jia Zizai was driving, he found a cellphone. He glanced at it, rolled down the window, and threw it into the river north by the road.
With a bang, the water splashed. The cellphone sank into the river.
Jia Zizai stopped the car and thought, Oh, that will pollute the environment.
Forget it, it canât be found now. It will be alright as long as I pay attention to it in the future.
After thinking for a moment, he stepped on the accelerator and drove off.
Director Zheng had no choice but to endure the pain and seek help. He wanted to go to a nearby village to find someone to help him. Fortunately, his luck was pretty good. He saw an oncoming car. He reached out to wave the car down, but the driver accelerated and sped past him.
âWhy are you going so fast?â
âDidnât you see that person? But what if he is a fraud? Who knows?â
They soon came upon the crashed car.
âThere was a car accident. Did he want to ask us for help?â
âWhat about going back to see him? Let us go back. This is a BMW Seven. The person who owns such a car must be rich.â
âNo, letâs go. Thereâs still something to be done at home!â
âF*ck, are these people all blind?â Director Zheng slowly grinned.
A noisy tractor was approaching from the distance.
âUncle! Uncle!â
âWhat is it?â the old man kindly asked as he looked at the ragged man.
âUncle, do you have a cellphone?â
âWhat machine are you talking about?â
âA phone! A phone!â Director Zheng shouted.
âWhat is it?â
âI...â Director Zheng sat on the ground.
There was a villain who just left, and then some strange people went by. Why am I so unlucky today? Did I forget to read the lunar calendar before going out?
I have never suffered like this! Never!
As Director Zheng thought, tears began to fall down his cheeks.
The old man stopped the tractor. He walked toward him and asked, âYou are an adult male in your 40s, so why are you crying? What happened to you?â
âWhy are you crying? Did your business go bankrupt, or did your wife dump you and go away?â
âUncle, if you were not so old, I would want to beat you!â Director Zheng was stifling his anger after hearing those words. He felt that he would die from being furious.
âWell, I am kindly talking to you, but you want to hit me! You are an ungrateful boy!â
âHey, Uncle, youâre not deaf this time.â Director Zheng was stunned.
âDo you want to be hit? Who said that I am deaf?â The old man was unhappy.
âYou will deserve it if you have an accident!â He got on the tractor. The noisy tractor slowly started to drive off.
âNo, Uncle! Uncle!â
The old man spat toward him.
âAye!â
Cough! Director Zheng coughed up blood again.
âI want to kill myself today!â
He hadnât had such bad luck since he was born.
âI shouldnât have come to this mountain village. I shouldnât have seen that damn Dr. Wang.â Director Zheng crouched beside the road, murmuring to himself while he cried.
If I hadnât come here, I wouldnât have encountered such a mess. Damn it!
All of this is because of that manâs bad idea. He will be fired after I go back! He blamed everyone else for the unpleasant things happening to him. He didnât think about any of the actions he had taken that had influenced the outcome.
With a creaking sound, a car stopped nearby.
Is somebody coming?
He looked up and saw the face he had recently become to hate.
âWhy are you still here? Is there no ambulance willing to come to help you?â
âIt is you again!â
âHey, what are you talking about? Are you stupid? Iâll give you a chance to reorganize your language. What did you just say?â
Director Zheng chose to shut up.
I canât afford the risk, but I can hide from it.
He didnât speak. He sat beside the road and stared at the ground.
âWhy donât you talk? Why donât you call an ambulance? Donât know the emergency phone number? My god!â
Grunting and hissing, Director Zheng took a deep breath.
He fumbled around in his pocket for a long time. He finally found a pack of cigarettes. He took one out and lit it.
âThis is a foolish man. I canât argue with him. This is a foolish man. I canât argue with him,â Director Zheng murmured.
âWhat are you mumbling? Are you stupid? Go to the hospital and donât become neurotic or demented!â
âYou have a neurosis! Your whole family has neurosis!â
âOh, what a pity. Letâs go!â
With a roar, the car drove off.
âGod, why donât you take such a person away?â Director Zheng shouted. âYou let such a disgusting person live in the world!â
Ha-ha. Jia Zizai, who was sitting in the car, suddenly laughed. He was in a great mood.
He grinned and went home.
âWhat happened to make you so happy?â Hu Mei asked.
âI met a very interesting person today,â Jia Zizai said with a smile.
âReally? Where at?â
âIn the village. Oops, Iâm so happy!â
Hu Mei stared at him for a while.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âDid you get yourself into trouble again?â
âHow is that possible?â Jia Zizai asked. âWhy would I get myself into trouble? It is alright as long as no one makes me angry.â
âCome on, I bought mutton, fish, and lamb,â Hu Mei said. âWhat is Mr. Wangâs favorite food? Do you know?â
âI donât know, just make a few more dishes,â Jia Zizai replied.
âOK, why donât you help you?â
The two began to prepare a hearty dinner.
On the road outside the village, Director Zheng was finally able to call for a rescue vehicle and left.
âI will be back, and I will make you regret it!â
Seeing Director Zhengâs expression, the medical staff thought, What a tragic experience this person has experienced here. It was so expressive.
Is this the vengeance of killing his father, or the hatred of stealing a wife?
Since winter was coming, the daytime was shorter. By 5:30 p.m., the sky was dark.
In Jia Zizaiâs home, he and his wife prepared a large meal.
âThis is too rich,â Wang Yao said.
âHey, itâs not too bad, Sir,â Jia Zizai said.
âWhat about having a drink?â Wang Yao laughed. He had nothing going on that night anyway.
The wind was blowing outside. It was very cold. The room was warm since several people were gathered around the table. They talked and laughed. It was a lively dinner.
It after 8:30 p.m. when the guests left.
Wang Yao went home and talked to his parents. He gave them each a massage, which relaxed them to their bones, before heading to Nanshan Hill.
Ring! Hum!
His phone rang when he was halfway up the wall. It was Su Xiaoxue calling.
âWhere are you?â
âOn the way to Nanshan. Are you at home?â
âYeah, I am in my room. I just took a shower,â Su Xiaoxue said.
âAre you still busy with your lessons?â
âIt is much better,â Su Xiaoxue said.
âItâs quite cold over there. Keep warm and wear more clothes.â
âI know,â Su Xiaoxue said. âIn fact, I donât feel cold since you have taught me the method of inducing Qi. As a result, neixi flows in my body. Even if I only wear a single shirt, I donât feel cold.â
âWell, you still need to wear more clothes.â
Wang Yao had taught Su Xiaoxue the method of inducing Qi, which was more profound than what he had given Zhong Liuchuan, Jia Zizai, and Hu Mei. Su Xiaoxueâs talent was high. She had successfully practiced with the help of only a few words from him. It was something Wang Yao did not expect.