Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 12 Hometown (1)
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What left to Fons from his hometown is a very complicated and mixed memory.He grew up here slowly from a kid. After school, he dragged his schoolbags and ran through the streets with his friends, skipped school to go fishing by the river, and secretly went to Internet cafes to play games while accumulating pocket money.Here he smoked for the first time, drank for the first time, fought for the first time, dated for the first time, kissed a girl for the first time, worked for the first time to make money... This is a small town that can be visited in only 20 minutes by taxi , Every corner can find warm memories of his boyhood.But it was also here that he lost his beloved mother and regarded his father as a stranger ever since.For him, his hometown is a nostalgic place but he wants to get rid of it as soon as possible, so that he can leave his father and never see him again.

So when he was taking the college entrance examination, Feng Si decisively chose Beijing. After he was admitted, he never went home even during the Spring Festival.He used to think that he could get rid of his hometown and his father all his life, and start his own life from then on.However, fate seemed to like to play tricks on him. Half a year later, he came back with Feng Qizhou's urn in his backpack.

Half a month ago, after that thrilling night fight, Feng Si was taken to the police station.The case is complicated and confusing, but all suspicions point to Feng Qizhou's occupation.This fake Taoist priest with the Taoist name "Wangxuzi" has accumulated money through feudal superstition activities for many years, and has contact with many famous people, and his social relationship is very complicated.Therefore, whether it is offending others and incurring revenge, or being silenced because of accidentally spying on some secrets, it is very possible.

But no one suspected Fons.He is just an innocent college student. Looking through his resume from kindergarten to university, he has no other bad deeds except for a little more fights, and his academic performance has always been good. He is currently studying in a key university.Although Feng Si has always been at odds with Feng Qizhou, but to say that such a college student under the age of 19 would pay to murder his father for this, only a dark Japanese mystery novel can write it.What's more, he himself was not seriously injured in this incident. The impact of his head on the windshield was particularly heavy, which caused him to have a slight concussion.

So after a routine interrogation, the police quickly ruled out Fence's suspicion and didn't bother him too much.Although Feng Si described in detail the process of the two sides fighting that he saw that night, he also concealed all the information related to himself.Telling these to the police might get better protection, but Fons chose to remain silent.Because he has realized that what is hidden in him must be an extraordinary secret, and asking the police to intervene may cause trouble instead.He wants to use his own strength to find out the truth first.

Feng Qizhou's body was cremated in Beijing.When the counselor heard that Feng Si's dead father had died again, he blinked his eyes for a long time before reacting.According to his temper, Feng Si was going to be punished on the spot, but the dean of the department kindly interceded for him. In the end, not only was he not punished, but he was also exempted from the midterm exam, but only 60 points were counted in the final final grade.After the hectic procedures were completed, Feng Si took leave of absence and returned home with his father's urn. The name was to bury his father. The main purpose was to find clues left by his father.

"Are you going back alone, are you okay?" Wen Xiaolan asked him.

Feng Si laughed: "Are you still afraid that I will be kidnapped and sold into a ravine as a wife?"

"As far as your virtue is concerned, it's not bad if you don't kidnap others!" Wen Xiaolan glared at him, "I mean, you are in a very bad state now. Deal with it, I'm afraid you'll make a mistake in your busy schedule."

"Don't worry, there's actually not much to do," Feng Si said, "My family doesn't have any relatives in the local area, and even the funeral can be saved. The main thing I'm going home this time is to get the property and property left by my father. I entrust someone to dispose of the car and so on, and I will never go back in the future.”

"Start... a new life?" Wen Xiaolan tried to force a smile, as if to make Feng Si feel more relaxed.

"What you said sounds like divorce and division of property." Feng Si shook his head.

"However, you are finally willing to call him Dad." Wen Xiaolan said softly.

The smile on Feng Si's face disappeared, and it took a long time before he said: "Father is father after all, and nothing can change this."

Wen Xiaolan said that it could be seen that Feng Si had a lot of things on his mind, so he was right.In addition to the large mess of trivial affairs left behind by his father's death and the mysteries related to his parentage, Fons had two other things on his mind.One of them was a CT done to check for a concussion.After the investigation, the doctor said to Feng Si: "There is something I must tell you, but you must not be nervous."

"Did I find something in my brain? A tumor?" Feng Si's reaction was quick, "It's really like the plot of a Korean drama, except I haven't found a girlfriend yet... Don't worry, I won't be nervous, just take care Just tell the truth."

The doctor nodded: "That's right, a tumor was found, but it's a benign astrocytoma, a common and low-grade brain tumor, and it's very small, and it didn't compress the nerves. It is difficult to affect your health. But you should still review as soon as possible to determine the treatment plan."

"Will an operation be needed?" Feng Si asked.

"Before further examination, I can't make a conclusion yet, and there is also the possibility that conservative treatment can be cured," the doctor said, "But judging from the current growth of the tumor, even if surgery is required, the risk is not great, so you don't have to worry too much. "

"I see, thank you," said Fons.

The other thing was the card that his father had issued in Fons' name, which had been given to him when he was admitted to college, but he hadn't used a penny.Over the years, my father has practiced feng shui everywhere, and met many friends who have money in their pockets. These people often visit during the Spring Festival, give Feng Si a lot of lucky money, or give Feng Si a red envelope on his birthday. It can be regarded as a disguised form to please the master "Wangxuzi".Feng Si usually doesn't care about spending money, but he still has a lot left over, so he used them to pay tuition, miscellaneous fees and accommodation fees when he was in college, and basically earned his own living expenses thereafter.Although strictly speaking, the source of these new year's money is closely related to his father, in his mind, it is still better than using the money cheated by his father to drive out ghosts.

On the last night before Feng Qizhou was killed, he told Feng Si that he had deposited another sum of money into that card.Due to the high fees for funeral cremation these days, Fons had to use this card.But after inserting the card into the ATM, he just clicked the "check balance" button, and he was taken aback.

——Now the deposit amount in the card has reached seven figures, and it is close to eight figures, enough to buy two houses in Beijing.This is not a mere "a sum of money", I am afraid that his father transferred all the money he saved from cheating and abducting all his life into this card!
He became a multi-millionaire overnight, which made it difficult for Feng Si, who was still earning a small amount of money by selling game opening numbers the day before, to adapt.He thought about it, and first proposed a sum of cash for the cremation fee, and decided not to use the other money for the time being, until he figured it out.For this young man with a gentle smile on his face and a heart as stubborn as a donkey, dignity is more important than money.In other words, it may not even involve such high-sounding words as so-called dignity or glory.

And he also thought that before he went to look for him that night, his father must have foreseen the ending of the future.So I made preparations early, left all the money to him, and bought him a plane ticket. The original intention was to send him away and deal with the six killers by myself.He felt a long-lost warmth from it, but at the same time he was confused for a while, and couldn't figure out why he was so important.And these answers need to go back to their hometown to find them.

Coming out of the train station, Feng Qizhou's assistant Zhang Shengyin was already waiting for him.The so-called one person can ascend to heaven, Zhang Shengyin has also made some money with Feng Qizhou these years, and now he looks like a dog in a neat suit. Those who don't know will probably regard him as a senior white-collar worker of a big company.But Feng Si always remembered how this person was when he was sweating profusely selling mutton skewers on the street and still used his real name Zhang Tugen.However, this person was always well-behaved, and he was measured in what he said and did, so Feng Si didn't dislike him.Sometimes when he needs to talk to his father but really doesn't want to face to face, he will ask Zhang Shengyin to help pass the message.

"Where to go first?" Zhang Shengyin asked.

"Take me home first, please," Feng Si has always been more polite to Zhang Shengyin than to his father, "I'm too tired from the journey, I want to rest."

"Which house? The old house?"

"Ah."

Zhang Shengyin nodded and started the car.This small city is similar to most small cities in China. The area around the train station looks prosperous and beautiful, but you can see farmland and rivers after a short drive.Feng Qizhou has a detached villa in the suburb where he can see the farmland.This villa was built during the summer vacation when Fons graduated from the third year of junior high school, but Fens High School chose a boarding school, and often went back to live in the old house in the city during the winter and summer vacations, so he almost never lived in the villa.

"You called me a few days ago and asked me to help you sell the villa. I have already found an intermediary," Zhang Shengyin said, "Do you need to go back and clean up the items first?"

"No need, everything related to me and my mother is in the old house," Feng Si said, "You can do what you want in the villa, throw away what you need, and keep whatever is worth it. He should have a lot of beads, strings, bracelets, etc. Home appliances and furniture can be sold with the house, or given as gifts."

"Well, I'll sell everything that can be sold, and remit all the money back to you." Zhang Shengyin said, "Following Master these years..."

He raised his right hand from the steering wheel, waved it and did not continue, but Feng Si understood what he meant: I have made a lot of money following Master these years, and since he passed away, I can no longer take advantage of it.

This is another thing Zhang Shengyin likes about Feng Si: he never boasted that he sold well.

"That's up to you." Feng Si didn't say much.

The old house is located in the south of the city. It is a welfare housing complex specially built for employees of state-owned enterprises. The construction quality is average, and it is cold in winter and hot in summer.Before Feng Qizhou became prosperous, this two-bedroom house with a basement storage room outside was the entire property of the family.

Feng Si jumped out of the car, climbed up to the seventh floor with his luggage on his back, took out his key and opened the door.I haven't been back for more than half a year, and there is a choking dusty smell when I open the door.He coughed a few times, went into the room to put down his luggage, first went to the bathroom to take out a rag, and carefully wiped clean the portrait of his mother hanging in the living room.The mother in the photo frame smiled silently, her youthful face frozen in black and white would never change.

"Mom, I'm back." Feng Si said softly.

two

In the past ten years, "Wangxuzi" Master Feng Qizhou's reputation has become more and more famous, so much so that colleges and gymnasiums have to ask him to read Fengshui.But when Feng Si was a child, he was just a small street crook who was incompetent, earning a little living money by setting up street stalls and asking divination, or not enough money for living.At that time, it was Feng Si's mother Chi Lian who silently supported the family.She works as a nurse in the county hospital, and she has to work two night shifts a week, which is very hard.And Feng Qizhou hardly knows how to do housework, and she has to take care of all the housework after work.

"My dad is a useless dad." These were the words Fons wrote when he finished his homework "Describe your dad in one sentence" when he was in the first grade of elementary school.Because of this sentence, he was punished by the teacher to stand all afternoon, but in his heart, he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Of course, Feng Qizhou is not all bad, at least he is docile and obedient, he never makes his wife angry at home, and he never keeps the little money he earns privately, handing it in all at once.However, such an image made Feng Si feel that his father was a useless man.

When Fons was 8 years old, that is, when he was in the third grade of elementary school, this useless man did an extremely useless thing.At that time, he had finally accumulated some reputation and was able to serve some higher-level people. Once, he was introduced to a newly opened teahouse in a neighboring county to see Feng Shui.The Feng Shui process went smoothly, but when Feng Qizhou was about to leave with a red envelope, a friend of the teahouse owner stopped him.

"Master, my mother has been in a trance lately and doesn't think about food and drink. She always wakes up for no reason at night and insists on saying that there is something hidden under the bed... I suspect she is bewitched. Could you please take a look at her?" See?" said the gentle-looking man in the gold-rimmed glasses.

If he could earn an extra red envelope, Feng Qizhou naturally agreed, so he went with him to see his mother, and pretended to perform a ritual to exorcise evil spirits, burning a piece of talisman paper for the old lady to drink. .That night, Feng Qizhou returned to the county, took the money he earned during the day, and boldly took his wife and children to a restaurant.While Yi Xing was flying, the phone rang, and it was a call from a friend who introduced his Feng Shui business.After he connected the phone, his expression changed all of a sudden.

"What did you say? The old woman is dead?" He shouted in a gaffe, "Isn't that terrible?"

"It's even worse," my friend sighed on the phone. "Her son is a gangster, and he's a big brother."

Of course, there must be many complicated reasons for the death of the old lady. A mere bowl of talisman water will not cause death. At least before drinking this bowl of talisman water, there must be quite serious diseases in her body organs, but the underworld brother Obviously, Fu Shui will only be used as a fatal inducement.

So Feng Qizhou fled.He couldn't find a way to deal with the underworld boss, so he had to leave, but this was just a self-deception of burying his head in the sand.He escaped, but his wife and son have not yet escaped, and they are still waiting for the tragic fate that is about to fall on their heads in the old house in their hometown.

The gangster mobilized his younger brothers to search for a week, but failed to find any trace of Feng Qizhou, so he came to Feng Si's hometown, a small town, and pushed open the door of Feng's house.He told Chi Lian with a gentle and gentle smile that Feng Qizhou killed his mother and disappeared, so he had no choice but to recover the debt from Feng Qizhou's family.If Chi Lian can't give him justice, he can only take Feng Si to the knife.Chi Lian, who was so frightened out of her wits, had no choice but to grit her teeth and agreed to the compensation, which was considered a huge sum of money for ordinary people at that time.Of course, the family definitely couldn't afford the cash, so the only option was to sell the house as a seller, but even that was not enough, fortunately, the benevolent mafia brother allowed Chi Lian to pay in installments.

"However, interest has to be added to the installment, so I can only ask you to work harder." He said politely.

In the following period of time, the mother and son lived in a miserable state.Chi Lian found an empty room less than ten square meters in the temporary dormitory prepared by the hospital for interns, and took Feng Si to live in it.Then after finishing his job every day, he had to find a way to work to earn money, but Feng Si fell ill again at this time, with a persistent high fever, which forced Chi Lian to squeeze out the already scarce sleep time to take care of him.During that time, Chi Lian was so tired that her face turned yellow every day, her dark circles never faded, and she lost a lot of weight, but she resolutely stopped Feng Si's idea of ​​setting up a stall to make some money.

"You study for me honestly!" She scolded, "You don't have to worry about money!"

Not long after, on a rainy evening, Chi Lian, who had finished her part-time job at her employer’s house in the north of the city, rode a bicycle and went straight to the south of the city to prepare for the night shift.I don't know if it was because she was too tired, or the rain that night was too heavy and the roads were slippery. When passing by the river that flows through the city, she was sucked into the river.

(End of this chapter)