My grandfather told me that my life was as fragile as paper, and that I shouldn't have come into this world in the first place. Every day I live now is a bonus.
However, when I was twelve...
After closing the gate, I headed towards the kitchen. It was getting late, time to prepare dinner.
I took some ingredients out of the refrigerator and started cooking.
I had just finished cooking when I heard the sound of the gate opening. I put the dishes on the table and glanced towards the gate. I saw my fifth grandfather returning with two bottles of wine and some vegetables in his hand.
"Fifth Grandfather, dinner's ready." I took off my apron and said with a smile.
"What happened to your arm?" Fifth Grandfather glanced at me and asked.
"It's nothing, I just accidentally fell off my bike." I deliberately wore a long-sleeved shirt so that Zhang Guangyin and the others wouldn't notice, but my fifth grandfather spotted me right away.
"Be more careful next time." Fifth Grandfather put the wine on the table, opened a bottle, and poured himself a small bowl.
"Okay." I hesitated for a moment, then pushed the bowl in front of my fifth grandfather and said, "Pour some for me too."
My fifth grandfather looked at me with surprise, picked up the wine bottle, and poured me half a bottle.
"Changming, your birthday is coming soon, isn't it?" Fifth Grandfather asked after taking a sip of wine.
"Yes, there are still half a month left." I nodded. Actually, the reason I wanted to drink alcohol was to speed up blood circulation and prevent any remaining corpse poison.
"Don't run around during this time," my fifth grandfather said slowly, glancing at me.
"Okay, I understand." I nodded.
After finishing the meal, clean up the dishes.
After I took a shower and came back, I turned on my computer and started studying the things on the USB drive.
Around 10 p.m., I turned off my computer, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began practicing the Three Pure Ones Supreme Technique.
Late at night, I suddenly heard a noise outside. I opened my eyes, got out of bed and went outside. I saw that the light in my fifth grandfather's room was on and the door was open. My fifth grandfather was in the yard.
"Fifth Grandfather, what happened?" I walked up and asked.
"It's nothing. It seems someone came in to steal something, but I chased them away," Fifth Grandfather waved his hand and said calmly.
"Do you know who he is?" I asked, puzzled. My house had never been burgled before. Why was tonight so strange? If they were going to steal something, they would choose to steal from wealthy people. What would they want to steal from my house? Don't these thieves even do some scouting?
"I don't recognize him. He looked like a young man who escaped by climbing over the wall." Fifth Grandfather shook his head.
"Is anything missing?" I asked.
"No, he just jumped in, and then I got up. He got scared and climbed up the wall. I even threw a pebble at him."
"That's good." I checked the time; it was past 1 a.m., and said, "Fifth Grandfather, it's late. Get some rest. If you encounter something like this again, just yell. I'm home, so you don't need to get up and catch him."
I said this because I'm worried about my fifth grandfather. He's getting old, and I'm worried he might fall or something when he gets up late at night to catch thieves.
"You're sleeping like a pig." My fifth grandfather gave me a disapproving look. "Go back to sleep."
I awkwardly scratched my head and then went back to my room.
I sat on the bed, wanting to continue my cultivation, but for some reason, I kept thinking about the thief and couldn't calm my mind.
I didn't practice my cultivation that night, and I couldn't sleep.
The next day.
I got up early, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and headed to the kitchen.
But just then, my phone rang. I took it out and saw that it was Huang Haitao, the owner of the courier station, calling. Did he want to introduce me to some job again?
However, I still have an injury on my arm, so even if there is work to be done, I don't plan to go. I just want to focus on my cultivation to prepare for the great calamity to come.
"Hello, Mr. Huang." I answered the phone.