Jia Guoxing has the final say, this is the third time he is going to rebuild the kitchen on the east side. During this year, he changed the direction of the door of the kitchen twice. At first, the room was facing west, opposite to his door. A Feng Shui Mr. Fang said that no sunlight can be seen in the west room of the kitchen, and the wind passing through the gate just poured into the kitchen, which is not good for him. He obeyed the words of the Feng Shui master, and moved the direction of the kitchen door to face south. The joints on his body were still sore all day and night. He was lacking in energy and couldn’t do anything. He felt that perhaps the Feng Shui Mr. was wrong, and perhaps it should be moved to the north. But there is still no sign of improvement. He now decides to refurbish it again, leaving the door of the kitchen house outside his courtyard wall, and opening another door on the courtyard wall next to the kitchen house for easy entry and exit, although this seems strange. After tossing back and forth for nearly a year, the soreness of the whole body still has not improved, and the person is even more malaise.
Jia Guoxing doesn’t know what’s wrong with him. From a certain time a year ago, he couldn’t tell, his joints began to aches inexplicably, and he became lazy, as if he was doing everything. Can’t afford to have a little energy, and can’t afford to leave. It seems that I can’t stay in all places with many people, feel noisy, and feel inexplicably irritable. At first he thought he was tired when he was busy in farming, and he didn’t take it to heart. But after the busy farming period, he was still the same for a long time. His wife and son persuaded him to go to the hospital for an examination, but there was nothing wrong with the examination. The son persuaded him to go to the village clinic for a few days of soothing and nourishing needles. He also felt that it was not the way to feel sore every day, so he went.
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He went to the clinic for infusion every day after breakfast. The infusion room was full of elderly people and children. The chirping of family members made Jia Guoxing feel very heartbroken. Annoying, restless, sweating constantly. He can’t stay in this room, and he always sits alone in the yard with a small stool. Even if it rained, he was sitting under the eaves at the door with an umbrella for infusion. He felt that the cold wind outside made him feel better.
After another week, his condition still didn’t improve at all, so he thought of Aunt Jin.
Aunt Jin is a well-known god-wife in the village. The children of which family are scared, and the adults of which family are sick, they all look for her. Jia Guoxing decided to let Aunt Jin show it to herself.
After lunch that day, he went to Aunt Jin’s house in the west of the village alone. Aunt Jin is an old widow. Her husband has been dead for more than ten years, and her children have been married and moved out. She rarely comes once a month. She is the only one who lives in the dilapidated house in the western end of the village. The yard is not big, there is no yard wall, and there is a big pit to the east. The garbage from neighbors around is dumped in the pit, noisy. The door faces west, next to an alley. Jia Guoxing walked into the courtyard and saw that the door of the hall was hidden. He walked toLooking forward, it was dark, and only through the light coming in from the crack in the door, I could see a circular bamboo basket on the table in the middle of the hall, and the bamboo basket was filled with incense ash on it. A handful of incense was inserted, and a few plumes of smoke rose vaguely from the upper part of the incense.
He tentatively shouted inwardly: “Aunt Jin?” No one answered.
He stretched out his hand and pushed the door lightly, then increased his voice and shouted: “Ms. Jin?”
Suddenly rushing into the darkness A thing stood in front of him and looked at him, it was dark and hidden in the darkness, only a pair of round eyes were seen. Jia Guoxing was startled and he involuntarily took a step back. The thing came out from the crack in the door, it was a dirty black dog. The black dog stood still in front of Jia Guoxing, raised his head and suddenly barked at him, making Jia Guoxing at a loss for a while.