Chapter 224: Rebirth Story 1: He has changed, he has changed

On June 24th, at 7:30, I woke up.

We went down to the fifth floor for a buffet. Qing Ruo bumped into me, carrying a bowl of noodle soup, and sat across from me. "Boss Wan, the architectural design for Bainiao Lake is out. I'll have someone bring it up for you to take a look."

I shook my head. "If you send me a rendering, I can understand it. But I won't look at the architectural drawings."

"Do you have any other good suggestions?"

"My advice is to act quickly. By the time it's overcrowded, I'll be stopped by your dissuasion agents when I try to go up. They'll say sorry, even Mr. Zhang's husband can't get on the island."

She laughed heartily and said, "I can't sit with you during meals. I'm afraid I'll choke."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes at me, picked up the bowl and left.

After breakfast, I went back to my room to rest. After a while, the doorbell rang and the floor attendant said, "Mr. Wan, your package."

"Thank you."

She put it on the table for me, closed the door, and left.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a "vibrating belt." Sister Li really cares about me. My belly isn't that big. Thinking about it, she's at work and it's inconvenient for her to answer the phone, so I sent her a text message:

"Sister Li, thank you. I have received your kindness and will definitely work hard to improve my health."

After a while, she replied: "You spend too much time sitting. Wearing this will help you exercise."

Then, I called Shiyu and told him that I had guests today and would not be going to Taiyi Temple.

Next, I read "Single Prescription" while waiting for rebirth.

Around ten o'clock in the morning, Shengsheng called: "Teacher Wan, I'm almost there."

I was startled and asked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't arrive until noon?"

"I missed seeing you so much that I couldn't sleep last night and woke up around seven in the morning. I'm only one kilometer away from the hotel now."

"You're so in tune with each other. I couldn't sleep either, so I got up at seven in the morning. By the way, drive directly to the underground garage and take the elevator to the 17th floor. I'll wait there."

I boiled a pot of water, made two cups of Longjing tea, sat for a while, went out, and stood in the aisle waiting for him.

The elevator opened several times, but none of the people who came out were reborn.

I checked my phone and thought, if there's no traffic, he should be here by now. At that moment, the elevator door slowly opened, and someone emerged. It was Chen Xiaoxia from the Public Relations Department. She smiled and nodded at me, then quickly walked toward the meeting room.

Then, a man came out, carrying a large bag.

I was stunned for a moment, as if I was reborn, but also as if it wasn't him.

"Teacher Wan." He ran over, put down the bag and hugged me.

I helped him carry the bag and said, "Come inside."

After entering the room and closing the door, I looked him up and down: a healthy bronze complexion, eyes beneath thick eyebrows, resolute, deep, and pure. He still had short hair, but he had grown a beard.

"He has changed, changed, and become like a real Khampa man."

He bent down, bent his left hand, said one, two, three, and took a few steps to the right.

Then, bend your right hand, say three, two, one, and take a few steps to the left.

He straightened up and asked, "Does this dance resemble Tibetan dance?"

I laughed out loud. "Before welcoming you, I learned a phrase online: Ya Gu Du (Tibetan: Great). Now, you really are Ya Gu Du."

He came over to hug me again and patted me on the back: "Ayanga Poyu." Then he translated it to me: "I love you."

"Hurry up and sit down. The tea is ready. Drink it now. It's authentic Longjing tea."

He picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, and I refilled his water.

We sat down and I looked at him: "Are you fully recovered?"

He patted his chest without any shyness and said, "I'm doing great now. Even better than when I was twenty."

I couldn't accept this straightforward style at first. He smiled and said, "The way you speak has changed. It's become bolder and more direct."

He nodded, took another sip of tea, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and smiled, "Yeah, I can't feel it myself."

I said, "Although you are Han Chinese, your behavior has changed. Han Chinese are influenced by Confucian culture and speak in a tactful manner. Ethnic minorities have lived in an unfettered environment for a long time, so their language is rough and direct."

Zaisheng was deeply touched: "Actually, the biggest difference is dancing. Ethnic minorities gather together, hold hands, form a circle, sing and dance. Han people have only become interested in square dancing in recent years. Basically, everyone dances on their own. Holding hands brings people closer."

I nodded and said, "That makes sense. Also, when they sing folk songs, when they see a girl they like, they just blare a few times. In our area, if you whistle at a strange girl, people will think you're a hooligan."

Zaisheng sighed, "That's right, there aren't just men over there, the girls are interested in you too, they're boldly pursuing you, singing one folk song after another. So, I made a fool of myself in the elevator just now."

"What a mess!"

"I saw a healthy-looking girl and couldn't help but give her a thumbs-up, admiring her from the bottom of my heart. She stepped back and stared at me fiercely, as if warning me not to do anything rash."

I laughed out loud. "She's the head of our public relations department. She's really fit and strong. If you meet another skinny girl, she'll definitely scream."

The two chatted for a while before I got down to business. "You've recovered physically, and your mental state has completely changed. You've become a vigorous man again. What's next for you, continuing to run your business?"

He shook his head.

"You have money and are ready to travel around the world like you used to?"

He still shook his head.

"you……?"

I stared at him suspiciously.

He stood up, squatted on the ground, opened his bag, searched for a while, and found two pipes and a box.

He said with a grin, "I'll give you a pipe first."

I took it, looked at it carefully, and asked, "Is it made of cow horn?"

He explained, "The mouthpiece is made of copper, and the stem is made of ox horn." He then opened the ox horn box and said, "This is for tobacco."

"Oh, the workmanship is quite fine."

"Teacher Wan, can you smoke here?"

"Sure. I was afraid you wouldn't smoke over there, so I didn't send it to you."

"If you can smoke, try it."

After saying that, he filled his cigarette with tobacco and took out his lighter to light it.

I followed his lead, filling my cigarette with tobacco and taking a drag. It was choking. I laughed and said, "It's too spicy."

"Then tear up the cigarette and fill it with it."

"Why?"

"Only when you smoke this big pipe can I find the feeling of sitting with a Khampa man and talk to you with open heart."

I immediately understood and said, "I understand you. Only by sharing the same environment can we resonate with each other."

He took another puff of cigarette, satisfied his craving, and then said:

"Teacher Wan, I don't want to start a business anymore, nor do I plan to travel around the world. For the rest of my life, I will settle down in Daliangshan."

"Huh?" I put down the pipe that was about to reach my lips.

He nodded seriously.

"You fell in love with that land, those children, those mountain people, those mountains and those waters?"

"Yes." His answer was brief, firm and steady.

"Then tell me quickly."

"Okay, let's start from the night I left your night talk room."