Chapter 19: What You Can and Cannot Do When You Are Young
"Do you think those two people were eaten by ghosts?"
"What a pity for that big fool."
"Don't talk nonsense, we just wait quietly." Young Master Zhang had recovered by now and scolded them a few words in a bad mood.
He was quite loyal and did not run away with his brothers, but waited here for Liu Hu and the others.
When Liu Hu and the others came out, they were somewhat surprised to see that Young Master Zhang was still there.
Young Master Zhang, on the other hand, was not as calm as before. Seeing Xuemei standing up quickly behind Liu Hu, he backed away, still shouting, "I didn't run away because I was worried about you, but you led the female ghost out to eat us, you traitor."
Young Master Zhang thought that Liu Hu had betrayed them, and brought the "female ghost" out to claim their lives.
The sun was blinding, so Liu Hu blocked most of it with his hands and cursed, "Have you ever seen a female ghost standing under the sun? Besides, she has a shadow."
Young Master Zhang looked at the shadow on the ground and concluded that Xuemei was not a ghost but a human. He asked curiously, "What did you encounter in there?"
Liu Hu ignored Young Master Zhang and left with A Si and Xue Mei. Not only did he not gain any benefits from this trip, he also picked up a burden.
Young Master Zhang saw that Liu Hu didn't want to talk, and he was a little unwilling, so he quickly chased after him and asked, "I know you must look down on me in your heart, and I know it's a bit embarrassing today, but I still hope you can tell me."
Seeing that Liu Hu still ignored him, and the woman made a face at him, Young Master Zhang bit his lip and said unwillingly: "I beg you, please tell me."
"I think when you have nothing to do, you should move more stones and listen to less storytelling." Liu Hu didn't even turn his head. Not to mention that Tang Ya's identity was special, Liu Hu would definitely not tell others easily. Besides, the person in front of him was not a trustworthy person, so why should he report to him.
Hearing the sarcasm in Liu Hu's mouth, Young Master Zhang said unwillingly: "You all look down on me because I'm young."
"Let me tell you, Xiang Yu was able to burn his boats at the age of 24, and the 120 Qin passes finally belonged to Chu. Li Shimin successfully started his army at the age of 14, and Sun Ce was the Little Overlord of Jiangdong at the age of 18. What's wrong with being young?"
I don't know where I saw the chicken soup. Liu Hu knew that if the boy kept believing in the chicken soup, it would be dangerous. He said, "What you said are all individual cases."
"What's wrong with being an individual case? How do you know I'm not an individual case? I will also leave a mark in the long river of history." Young Master Zhang was a little indignant and didn't understand why so many people looked down on him.
But he never thought about why others looked down on him. If he was really a young hero with extraordinary courage, would anyone look down on him?
Liu Hu had never thought that young people in ancient times were so introverted and so easily deceived. He turned around and explained, "Xiang Yu was a descendant of the Chu nobility, Sun Ce was also from a famous family, Li Shimin's mother was a member of the Northern Zhou royal family, not to mention his father. For some people, birth is the end of their lives. Even if they don't work hard, they can still live a carefree life."
"You want to catch up with the accumulation of several generations through your own efforts. Do you think it is realistic?"
Young Master Zhang was still unwilling to give up, and said aggrievedly: "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species? Why can't I succeed? I believe that as long as I work hard enough, I will definitely be no worse than them."
It felt like the kid in front of him was someone who had joined a pyramid scheme and been brainwashed, with his head full of success stories. You can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, so Liu Hu didn't say anything else.
Young Master Zhang saw that Liu Hu was unwilling to talk to him more, so he stopped pestering him and just stood there quietly, his eyes full of resentment.
But Xuemei passed by Young Master Zhang, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Sun Wukong traveled for five hundred years before he went out to work, Bai Suzhen stared for a thousand years before talking about marriage, Lu Ya Taoist left home after eighteen years of chaos, and Pangu took several epochs to create the world. You are so young, why are you in such a hurry?"
Young Master Zhang thought Xuemei's words made sense at first, but it was only at the end that he came to his senses and shouted at Xuemei's back, "How many decades can I live? Five hundred years later, I will be nothing but dust!"
Liu Hu also understood Young Master Zhang's thoughts. Everyone has been young. After experiencing some things and realizing one's own mediocrity, one will not be like this anymore.
Having the courage to admit that you are mediocre is the first step to growth.
Everyone wants to be the first, but how many firsts are there? Even if you get the last place in the exam, it is still a skill, after all, there is only one last place, and it is unique.
Going down the mountain was much easier than going up. Liu Hu walked in front with his square steps, Xuemei followed closely behind with a book in her hand, and Asi walked at the end.
I didn't expect that such a vulgar-looking girl actually loves reading. You can't judge a person by his appearance. But when Liu Hu saw the name of Xuemei's book, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"How can you read this kind of book?" Liu Hu vaguely saw the word "plum" and felt a chill in his heart.
At such a young age, he actually likes to read this kind of questionable books. However, he was also secretly curious. He had been looking for such a long time but couldn't find any books of this kind in this era, and yet the little girl found them.
Sure enough, all the good books were hidden.
Xuemei shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Don't be fooled by its vulgar name. It's actually quite profound. If you don't believe me, you can take a look."
Looking at the book that Xuemei handed over, Liu Hu took it with some disdain and said unmercifully, "I don't like reading this type of book. I just read it and criticize it."
When he saw the name, he felt a little disappointed, because the word "mei" was where Xuemei wrote her name, not the name of the book.
"What kind of book is this? The title alone doesn't have any meaning. It's called 'A Blind Man Searching for an Eyeball.'" Just by looking at the title, Liu Hu didn't want to read it.
Xuemei pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "This is Mr. Tang's masterpiece. This is the second part of a trilogy."
"The first one is called "The Cripple Looking for a Cane", and the third one is still being written."
Liu Hu didn't understand the entertainment of this era, or there were too few entertainment facilities in this era. It turned out that there were people who liked a novel with such a name.
"I see that you don't feel sad when leaving your father." Liu Hu looked at Xuemei. She didn't look like she was leaving home, but more like she was leaving prison. He couldn't see any sadness in her face.
Xuemei closed the book and said seriously, "Actually, I often go down the mountain when I have nothing to do. Sometimes I don't go home for a year or two. My father has long been used to it."
"You haven't been home for a year or two? Doesn't your father worry about you?" It would be strange if the father didn't go down the mountain to look for his daughter after she had stayed away for a year or two.
Xuemei was a little bit arrogant, and said proudly: "Why worry about it? I'm very capable."
