Chapter 204: Teaching Shiyu to Keep Secret
On New Year’s Eve, it was the same old routine. I kept sending WeChat messages to wish people a happy new year; others also kept sending me WeChat messages to wish me a happy new year.
What’s different from last year is that I made a lot of new friends in the provincial capital, and together with my colleagues at work, the number of replies to the New Year’s greetings is much greater than that in Wuxiang.
There are four text messages, which are quite special.
One was a new one. He wrote: "Before the New Year's bell rang, I was in a small mountain village in Liangshan, Sichuan, and I wished you a happy new year. I wish you all the best in the new year.
At the same time, I want to tell you that I am very happy teaching here. I have almost forgotten the mundane affairs of the world. Only you will remain in my heart forever.
Since that transfer, Shengsheng has never contacted me again. I was happy that he had found peace of mind and replied:
"If you work hard in the spring, you will have fruits in the autumn. I wish you a happy new year and look forward to hearing your good news. Happy New Year."
The second message was from Zuo Qingfen. She wrote: "You are a sail, I am a sail, the distance between the sails is my longing. Qingfen wishes you a happy new year."
I replied, "As the new year arrives, I wish you a new outlook, new vitality, a new career, and in short, everything is new. Happy New Year."
The third one was from Zheng Yalong. It took me a while to remember it was from the wealthy businessman I'd met on the plane. His message was formal and formal: "Salute to Mr. Wan, a man who loves helping others. Happy New Year and great success in his career."
I replied formally: "Looking out to the south, my thoughts soar. I wish Mr. Zheng a happy New Year and a long and prosperous career."
The last message was actually a traditional text message from an unfamiliar phone number. It read: "Lu Ming wishes Mr. Wan a Happy Chinese New Year!"
It turned out to be Mr. Lu. Apparently, he doesn't use WeChat. Some extremely wealthy people have several phones and only add a handful of people on WeChat. If you ask to add them in a social setting, they'll say, "Sorry, I don't use it."
He definitely has WeChat, but text messages can actually create a firewall between people. It seems he's still willing to date me, but he's being cautious.
I didn't need to put in too much effort; the money was his, not mine. So, I just politely replied, "Happy New Year, Mr. Lu. May the mining industry prosper. May the mountains be prosperous."
I can definitely predict that he will contact me in the future.
Next, we started the traditional Spring Festival activity - eating, eating, eating. There seemed to be no other theme. Xiaolin and I went to her hometown, and the potholes on the road were almost gone.
Xiaolin told me that it was his father and Shitou who hired people to bring in earth and filled the gap meter by meter. I was deeply moved.
I imagined my dumb brother sweating profusely, tired and sleepy, unable to even utter a word, and I sighed, "Stones are really good."
"It was Shitou who suggested it. He couldn't speak, so he wrote it down on paper. Look how deep his feelings for you are."
I didn't speak for a long time. When we were almost at her house, I said, "I'll teach Shitou the 'immobilization technique' my master taught me. I didn't teach Lian Yifan either."
That night, Xiaolin used his pen to talk to Shitou. He told him that in a year, we would bring him to the provincial capital to study acupuncture and massage. His face lit up and he nodded vigorously.
I taught my future father-in-law how to "fix" someone, what herbs to pick, and how to apply the medicine. Later, I'll have him teach Shitou.
My future father-in-law was very pleased with me. In front of Xiaolin's mother, he said Xiaolin was lucky. Xiaolin's mother secretly rolled her eyes at her father, implying that he shouldn't be so self-deprecating as to not be married yet.
The atmosphere this time was completely different from the first time she came to Xiaolin's house. The first time, the neighbors thought Xiaolin was at a disadvantage, marrying a fortune teller after graduating from university.
This time, when they came and knew that I earned over one million yuan a year and was a corporate executive, they all looked at me with envy and admiration.
The Xiaolin family didn't invite that drunkard uncle to join them this time. Of course, he doesn't need one now; we're family. Principal Zhu did come and have a meal with me.
After eating, Principal Zhu said, "Mr. Wan, I want to talk to you about something personal."
I nodded.
Kobayashi tactfully led us to the stone bedroom, poured us tea and closed the door.
Principal Zhu said a lot of compliments to me before he revealed his purpose: to ask if there was any way to help his daughter-in-law give birth to a boy, since the previous three were girls.
I smiled and said, "I've read a medical book about a famous doctor during the Nationalist period named Yang Zhiyi. He discussed this topic. I remember the discussion, but not the prescription. I'll send it to you by express when I get back."
Principal Zhu expressed his gratitude and left his phone number and address.
After staying at Xiaolin's house for one night, we headed back on the third day of the junior high school. Before leaving, Principal Zhu gave me a box of eggs.
Back in Shangzhou, except for the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, I've been socializing every day. Shi Ting, Yishu, Chen Chu. Old Shu and Shu Xiaoting's family, Xi Ruoqin, Lao Xiao, Shi Ge, Captain Gu, Xiang Sanqiu... Now that I've settled down in Shangzhou, I have to start weaving this network.
Around the seventh day of the New Year, Principal Zhu called and said that the express delivery had not arrived yet.
I smiled and said, "Principal, I'll give it to you when I go to work tomorrow."
He laughed and said, "Oh right. I forgot that express delivery also has to celebrate the Spring Festival."
I went back to work on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. The company held a group greeting meeting. As soon as the meeting was over, I returned to my room and wrote a letter to Principal Zhu:
Hello, Principal!
Things to note are as follows:
First, the woman waits for the man. That is, on the fourteenth day after the woman's menstruation ends (calculated based on a 28-day menstrual cycle), the woman has sex after ovulation.
In this way, the male's sperm is most active. If intercourse occurs before ovulation, the male's sperm is already exhausted.
Secondly, if the woman's actual age is even, such as 28, choose an odd lunar month for conception; if the woman's actual age is odd, such as 27, choose an even lunar month for conception. The age limit is the lunar birthday.
Then, I wrote down the prescription: a total of ten herbs. (The prescription is not public, please understand.)
I drew another talisman and inserted it. Finally, I wrote, "You must burn the talisman and drink it with water."
After finishing it, I asked Yifan to send it.
In the afternoon, I called Shiyu over and said to him, "Our Taoist temple needs to prosper and attract people. The abbot needs to have prescriptions. What prescriptions do you know?"
Shiyu counted them and found there were seven or eight prescriptions.
I said, "I'll teach you a recipe for having a boy."
Shiyu asked, "Is there such a recipe?"
I said, "The probability of having a boy or a girl is 50% each. If you raise the probability to 70%, will it not work?"
Shiyu found a pen and paper to record it, and I talked to him carefully for half an hour.
He nodded and said, "I understand."
I laughed and said, "You don't understand yet."
He looked at me with wide eyes.
I said, "You've given all the precautions and prescriptions to others. Now they won't come to you anymore. What will you do if they spread the word among themselves?"
Shiyu asked, "Want to create mystery?"
I laughed out loud: "That's right. You can teach all this to others first, and then say that this is just a supplement. The main thing is for you to give a bowl of water to the pregnant woman. That's the real foundation."
When Shiyu heard this, he stood up, waved his arms excitedly, pretending to draw a talisman, then lit a lighter and pretended to burn the talisman.
I said, "That's right. Tell someone to take this bit of ash back home and mix it with a bowl of water to drink. Only then will it be effective."
Shiyu clasped his hands together and said, "Brother, I'm grateful for your guidance."
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