Mystery makes me strong

The suburbs of Sijiu City.

On the cultivated land on the outskirts of Dawangzhuang.

The old village head is also working.

While weeding, he suddenly saw an old man in a Chinese suit coming beside him.

The old man came as soon as he came, and kept staring at him.

The old village chief put down his hoe and asked him, "Hey, old man, drink some water."

He thought the other party was embarrassed to ask for water.

"Thank you, I brought a water glass." The old man took out his water glass and said.

The old village chief smiled and said, "Then what are you doing in our village?"

"Oh, I, I'm a writer, and writers come here to collect folk songs and write poems."

"Oh, I'm sorry, you are still a writer." The old village chief was in awe.

Writers at this time are not writers everywhere in later generations.

At this time, writers still had a place in people's hearts.

In other words, you can't just identify yourself as a writer, you have to be recognized by the management.

This status is able to get the management allowance.

It's not that you can bring a home by just writing a few words casually.

When people mention writers in this era, they think of Lu*, Mao*, Ba*... these great writers.

It is not comparable to ordinary tabloid writers.

In fact, this old man was the director of the clinical department of the hospital where the village chief had been visiting before.

"Old man, I think you are in good physical strength. There is so much work to be done in a while." The director said earnestly.

"Hahaha, they are all old peasants, and this job is very easy to do." The old village chief smiled.

The director then asked the old village head: "Then you live a long life this year?"

"Haha, not a long life, I am 52 years old."

"52 years old is still very young, I am already 66 years old." The old director smiled,
"But it feels like you work like a boy in his 30s and [-]s."

The old village chief didn't think much of it when he heard this.

There wasn't much to hide.

How could he have thought that the other party was actually a director who came to observe him.

As for why he couldn't recognize it.

It's normal not to recognize them, and we met in the middle.

And at that time, his mind was not on the director, but on the improvement of his condition.

And the director had never had direct contact with him from the beginning to the end.

He has been treated by another attending doctor.

He had no cure for this kind of disease before, so the director would naturally not come forward, wasting precious consultation time.

To put it bluntly, I was just waiting to die.

It's just that a person who was waiting to die is now living a healthier life than a healthy person like himself.

The old director is also hehe.

Then he continued to observe.

The old village head continued to work.

He took a closer look and found that the old gentleman was indeed very strong.

One person weeds three acres of land in one go.

One morning.

This is efficient.

While working, the old village head really thought that the old man was writing.

From time to time, I would ask with my head, "What are you writing?"

He said, "I'm writing poetry."

"Write poetry, what kind of poetry, can you read it to me?"

"Ah, let me tell you, this poem is actually written for you." The old director laughed.

"Hahaha, write mine, how did you write it, read it quickly."

"An old farmer is plowing in the field / He is 52, but he looks only 25, ahhh..."

"He plowed/plowed three acres of land in one go."

"Not ten mu, not one mu, but three mu."

"He plowed one acre of land, and another acre of land."

The village chief was shocked.

He said, "You are blind, I am weeding, not plowing."

"Writing allows reasonable exaggeration and fiction." The old director said with a smile.

"Uh, then I can write this poem too." The old village head had an idea.

"You can also write, so write and read." The old director was shocked.

He was just talking nonsense.

But I also read some poems, so I imitated a little.

But imitation is not like that.

The old village head said, "Just write."

"There is."

"An old gentleman from town came to write/Ahhh."

"Although he looks old, he also writes less."

"Although he wrote all day, he only wrote three lines."

"He wrote either ten lines, or eight, or three."

"Good guy, your poem is very good, but I wrote a wrong number, and I wrote four lines." The old director corrected.

He wrote very, very little.

The problem is that if I want to write more, I write it as a case...

Once upon a time, he changed from a young poet with brilliant literary talents in college to an old man who could only write case studies.

The director understands.

As a leader, the old village head is not so simple.

At least the other party probably saw it.

I am a fake writer.

So this ability to see people is still very strong.

It should have been experienced during the war-torn era.

Finally he said: "Brother, I see that you have been working for a long time, thank you for giving me this collection material, I invite you to have a meal."

The old village chief said, "Uh, how can it work? You, a great writer, come to our village to gather and write, to give us face."

"I should be the one to invite you."

"And you wrote me a poem."

"Didn't you also write poems for me?"

"Hahaha."

The two old men laughed together.

"Right, I'm going to buy some good pork head meat and some wine," said the director.

"I can't drink that wine." The village head sighed.

"why?"

"The doctor told me that my illness was caused by alcohol, and I can't drink any more." The village chief was helpless.

"How much do you drink?" The director pretended to be shocked.

In fact, he has seen a lot, some people drink wine as water.

Really, wine is used instead of tea all day long.

"Actually, I don't drink very much alcohol. I can drink seven or eight catties all year round."

"I used to be reluctant to drink too much wine when I didn't have money, but now that I have money, how can I not control my drinking?"

"But the doctor told me that no amount of alcohol is harmful, and it's best not to drink at all." The old village chief sighed.

"Okay, it's okay, as I said, just stick a little bit, and it's fine when it metabolizes." The old director said.

"Well, you say, listen to you, not to the doctor."

"I said so."

The two laughed again.

"Of course, the main thing is to drink less." The old director said.

"Understood, I'll have a drink with friends."

"Then does your friend come every day?"

"Yes."

"The doctor is right, you can't touch it."

Then the two came to the canteen at the head of the village.

The director was willing to spend money and bought a whole ten catties of pork head meat.

I am going to treat the whole family of the old village chief to have a good time.

This is ten catties of pork head meat!

80's.

It can be said that it is the favorite of many children.

Good heart.

Another two bottles of bulk liquor were made.

I bought some appetizers like peanuts.

Then the two returned to the old village chief's house.

At this time, someone at the door greeted with a smile: "Village Chief, is there a relative here?"

"Haha, yes, this is a great writer in the city, and he went to the countryside to write poems for me."

"Haha, village chief, you are bragging again."

"How do you brag? Look at him, does he look like a great writer?" The old village head laughed.

"Unlike a great writer, I think he looks like a great..." The man suddenly blurted out, "Husband."

The director was shocked.

How did this person find out that I belonged to a doctor.

He immediately asked, "Why do you think I belong to the doctor?"

The man said, "The way you look at people is wrong."

"Look at my neck is a little crooked. Usually when people look at me, they laugh at my neck."

"Only when you look at it, it seems that you are thinking about how to cure me."

The director was in awe.

Sure enough, there are often Maxima.

In any small village here, there are people who have thought about people's psychology to this level.

Where does he know.

In this era, there are many mutant killers who are studying human psychology.

He just smiled and said, "So that's what happened."

Then the two returned to the village chief's house.

Then three catties of the ten catties of pig head meat were cut off and given to the village head's son, daughter-in-law and grandson to eat.

Get married early this year.

The two of them also ate three catties of pork head meat, and then drank some wine with peanuts.

The whole family is very happy.

At this time, the village chief said: "Hey, such a good day can only be achieved by doing good deeds."

"In previous years, eating meat was at the end of the year."

"Hey, it's true."

"Today I finally let go of my hunger." The old village chief said again.

At this time, the director turned his head to look.

On the table is a newly invited brand new porcelain statue, which is the Lord of the Land.

Suddenly asked: "Hey, there is a land father in your house, old man, is your land father here to pray for a good harvest?"

The village head said: "No, I'm not praying for a good harvest. I'm thanking the land master for improving my health."

"Actually, they didn't know that I was going to die that day. Before I died, I suddenly saw a large piece of land."

"After seeing the land, I felt that all the diseases in my body disappeared, as if they were all absorbed by the land."

"After seeing this, I came alive."

Hearing this, the director was inexplicably taken aback.

It suddenly occurred to him that a guy in Dawang Village died in the pit.

In other words, he died in a cesspit, or died with his head down.

Dead old miserable.

But the old village chief also dreamed of a piece of land.

Even his own disease was absorbed by the land.

Could this be related?
The director then laughed at himself.

What could be the connection?
I am also a person who has read books for decades, an atheist, how can I believe this coincidence?

It seems to be just a coincidence.

It must be because the other party's genes are strong.

So at this point, he inquired again: "Excuse me, old man, your family has a long life."

"Oh, there are not many seniors in my family. My father passed away at 64, and my mother left at 48."

"Further up, my grandfather was beaten to death by devils when he lived to be in his thirties."

"Your grandfather was beaten to death by devils in his 30s?"

"My dad was only in his teens when my grandfather was beaten to death."

"Then it's possible that your grandpa's luck is very bad. He may have lived to be more than 100 years old. It's all because of the damn devil."

"That's right, there's no way, natural and man-made disasters."

"Ah."

Now the director knows it well.

It is very likely that the other party's grandfather's genes are very strong.

This is from genetic atavism.

There is also a term in biology, which is called atavism.

Genetic inheritance across generations.

Generally speaking, only a very small amount of genes will have this phenomenon.

Or the power of genes is powerful, which mainly determines life.

Then the director started a new round of investigation and research.

Just check back and forth, the more you check, the more dizzy you get.

He was busy with work and had to put it down temporarily.

Just three months later, he saw a paper.

The director suddenly thought of the previous case.

On the thesis, no, this should not be a thesis.

After seeing it for the first time, he thought it was gossip news.

Because the starting header is too gossip, it says:
"A medical miracle triggered by the grievances of wealthy families."

A case was written above.

Most of the results are patient background introductions.

An old rich man, through hard work and hard work, he first started his business through restaurants, earning part of the money, and then started to switch to a factory.

It is a typical example of hard work and getting rich.

In the end, when he was old, his family property was cheated by his trusted housekeeper.

In the end, I was destitute.

wandering the streets.

And got seriously ill.

But, something strange happened.

When this old rich man was about to die of illness, suddenly his condition recovered.

The same disease afflicted his housekeeper.

The butler has never been married in his life, and is planning to marry more than a dozen mistresses.

The result is like this.

So the old rich man relied on some contacts and some surviving certificates, and after the death of the housekeeper, he took back most of the family property while the relatives of the other party didn't know about it.

In short, is it very typical of Tailai.

Since then, this rich man has devoutly believed in Yin De.

He thinks this has something to do with the fact that he has helped and rescued many people.

Although no one rescued him on the road, God saw it.

After seeing this, the director only felt a shudder in his heart.

He felt a chill.

He looks out the window.

Evergreen is swaying.

The north wind whistled.

No, not really, there is that thing?
"Impossible, this is nothing, this is an atheistic world!"

The director gritted his teeth and said, "Long live the atheists, there is no god in the world, and all morality can be found in human history and grand narratives."

He encouraged himself like this.

However, no matter how much he encouraged himself.

There are more and more similar phenomena.

After all, the number of people who die of illness every day is measured in tens of thousands.

Millions of people die of illness every year.

It's still a big summer.

More all over the world.

With so many cases, there are countless similar ones.

At the beginning, there were many reports on the news, but later it was not reported.

I'm used to it, my eyes are tired.

Anyway, it is in the field of disease.
When good people get sick, the result is transferred to the evil people around them.

What was originally just a simple psychological idea has become a reality and a law.

This suddenly left many biologists, pharmacologists, and doctors dumbfounded.

Someone suddenly said:

"I remember now!"

"I still remember a few decades ago, like 20 or 30 years ago, it seems that someone said that I failed in physics."

"From today onwards, this medicine is also dead."

"It's actually quite normal. When physics fails, medicine will fail sooner or later."

"But when I was wondering, why did you delay hanging up until now?"