Chapter 099 Ruthless Iron Hands?
The fried bamboo worms are in a pepper and salt flavor, crispy, salty and spicy. The bamboo worm meat slices only look strange when you look closely, but they taste delicious.
It was a table of slightly more sumptuous local home-cooked dishes, but because of the presence of an outsider, Chen Jue, they felt a little restrained when they first sat down.
Especially Brother Biao's 7-year-old son, who just came back from school, was extremely quiet at the dinner table. He would only occasionally steal a glance at Chen Jue, the strange uncle with outstanding temperament who seemed closer to him than the school teachers.
In fact, this is because Chen Jue has made some progress in practicing inner alchemy and entered the fetal breathing realm. He has some of the temperament characteristics of a master who has partially returned to his innate nature. Therefore, in the eyes of children, he is very gentle and friendly, and they can't help but want to get close to him.
In addition, Chen Jue sensed the fetus in Sister Biao's belly several times during the meal, and also sensed the aura of Brother Biao's 7-year-old son.
Unfortunately, he doesn't have the innate sense of Qi of a fetus. Instead, he is lively and active, and has a vigorous vitality of growth and development. That is a unique temperament of young children, which cannot be compared with greasy middle-aged people.
"The unborn fetus has it...but the child doesn't...after birth, it is polluted by the worldly turbidity and its innate nature no longer exists. Is that what you mean?" Chen Jue guessed secretly, but felt that it was not right. He planned to go back and study those classics again and conduct in-depth research.
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After being a little stiff and adjusted for a while, everyone at the table began to talk and laugh while eating.
The main people they were talking about were Chen Jue and Wang Biao. From time to time, they mentioned the interesting and embarrassing things that happened in the dormitory when they were in college, which made the atmosphere at home a lot more cheerful.
After the meal, he sat down and drank a cup of hot tea. The tea was not ordinary green tea or black tea, but the oil-salt tea used by the Lisu people to entertain guests . It was made by Wang Biao's mother herself.
You need to use a small clay pot to bake the tea leaves evenly. When the tea leaves emit a caramel aroma, add a small amount of ghee and salt, and finally pour water and boil it.
It tastes astringent with a hint of glycosides, salty and fragrant, leaving a long-lasting aftertaste!
Tasting tea is tasting life. Only by walking more roads and visiting more places can you taste this completely different flavor.
It was past 1 p.m. when Wang Biao said goodbye to his parents and wife, and took Chen Jue downstairs to send his naughty and active son to a nearby elementary school. Then he got in the car, lit a cigarette, and drove Chen Jue to his hometown while smoking.
Sending Chen Jue to his hometown to play for a few days and not letting him stay at his home was an agreement between Chen Jue and Wang Biao on WeChat before he came.
Wang Biao's family has many people and no spare rooms. He also has to go to work, so it is very difficult for him to squeeze out half a day to entertain Chen Jue.
While driving, Wang Biao smoked and mentioned the trivialities of life and the pressure of making money to support the family. Chen Jue saw a trace of fatigue in facing life on the body of his dormitory leader.
Baoshan City's economy is pretty good, with an annual GDP of over 100 billion, unlike many slightly backward areas in the mainland. Although not as developed as the coastal areas, it has high-speed rail, and thanks to the development of the tourism industry, as well as some mining and planting industries, the income of local people is also booming and heading towards a well-off life.
Although he no longer has to bear the pressure of buying a house and taking out a mortgage, his parents are almost at retirement age, and he is expecting to have a baby at the end of this year. Wang Biao, who receives a fixed salary at work, still feels a lot of pressure every day. He even learned to smoke after graduation. You can tell at a glance that he is an experienced smoker.
Wang Biao now earns about 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a month. Although he is a public institution employee with social security and housing provident fund, and the cost of living in Baoshan is not as high as in coastal areas, he still cannot afford the large family and high expenses. There are four adults in the family. His wife is pregnant and cannot go out to work. One of the children is in elementary school, and another one will be born in a few months.
In addition, the expenses after giving birth are much higher than usual. Buying milk powder, diapers, sending the child to the doctor, and going to school in the future all require a lot of money. For a family, adding a child who has no labor force is definitely a heavy burden.
If Wang Biao did not have some part-time jobs outside, such as doing tourist introductions and selling local Chinese medicinal materials online, and if his parents did not help him, it would be difficult for him to support such a large family with that little salary alone.
This is why after meeting, Chen Jue found that the once cool and carefree Brother Biao began to be worried, with a look of sadness on his face that had never appeared before.
If Chen Jue had not embarked on the path of cultivation, he would probably have been like Wang Biao, falling into the mortal world against his will, and in the end, drifting with the flow and living a day-to-day life.
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"Brother Biao, you should smoke less in the future! It's bad for your health. You have a wife and children at home. You can't let them breathe secondhand smoke." Chen Jue stretched out his hand from the co-pilot seat, pinched two fingers, and directly put out the other person's cigarette butt that had just been lit.
"Fuck!"
"Old Cat, are you the ruthless iron hand mentioned on the Internet?"
Wang Biao was also frightened by Chen Jue's action. Holding the extinguished cigarette in his mouth, he hurriedly gripped the steering wheel.
Fortunately, the vehicle was driving on the highway and there was not much traffic nearby, so the journey was smooth and no accidents occurred.
You should know that after a cigarette is lit, the temperature at the center of the cigarette butt can reach 700 to 800 degrees Celsius, and an ordinary person would get a layer of skin burned if it touches the cigarette.
Only those who smoke all year round and have very thick calluses on their hands would dare to be so bold as to put out the cigarette butt with their bare fingers. Most people are used to throwing the cigarette butts under their feet to extinguish them.
Some people have bad habits and may not extinguish cigarette butts but just throw them around anywhere , which may cause fires. Accidents caused by smoldering cigarette butts are often seen in the news.
But Chen Jue stretched out two extremely soft and pink fingers, and he actually dared to put out the cigarette butt with his bare hands, which almost made Wang Biao's eyes pop out!
"He's not a ruthless iron hand. I just want you to smoke less."
"You know Lao Gou's situation. He's been like a chain smoker since he started his business. He often stays up all night. Last year, he went to the hospital several times for checkups and infusions." Chen Jue said. After practicing, he paid more and more attention to his physical health.
He hoped that he could achieve success in his spiritual practice, break the miserable fate of his family's short life, and also wanted his close friends and roommates to live healthier and healthier, so that they would not suddenly look back and find that they were alone decades later.
