Zhang Song's salary is very low, and in order to earn milk powder money for his son, he rides a tricycle to set up a stall every day after work. I really don't know when such a day is a head, Zhang Song almost wanted to give up.
On this day, Zhang Song was riding a tricycle to the night market, and when he turned a corner, he was accidentally bumped into by a high-end car. The tricycle overturned, and Zhang Song fell to the ground.
A young man with clear eyebrows came out of the car, about twenty years old. The young man glanced at Zhang Song, suddenly turned around and got into the car as if he was frightened, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he ran away in an instant. Zhang Song was very angry, no matter who was right or wrong, this kid was too disagreeable, and he ran away without saying a word.
There was a monk standing there on the side of the road, and when he saw this scene, the monk came over to help Zhang Song and said, "Forget it, you are lucky today." ”
Lucky? Zhang Song didn't understand.
The monk said, "Do you know what kind of car you came across?" The car is worth millions, although he knocked over your goods, but he didn't let you pay for the repair of the car, are you not lucky? If you want to pay, you have to pay tens of thousands, to say the least. You know who they are, they are the second generation of rich, and this virtue is already good. ”
Zhang Song had no words, so he had to pick up the tricycle indignantly and pack the goods. The monk is really warm-hearted and helped Zhang Song clean up. Suddenly, he leaned into Zhang Song's ear and asked, "Do you want to become a rich second generation?" I see that you are destined, and I will give you a chance today. ”
Zhang Song's heart tightened, thinking: It's really unlucky today, I first met an unreasonable rich second generation, and then met a **. He thought so in his heart, and said coldly: "Rich second generation? I'm afraid I won't have a chance, my father passed away five years ago. ”
Who knew that the monk didn't care: "It's okay, I can send you to twenty years ago." You tell your father the information you have now, teach him how to get rich, and then you are not the second generation of rich? ”
It's really getting more and more unreliable now. Zhang Song looked at the monk like a monster and asked, "Then how are you going to send me back to twenty years ago?" ”
The monk said solemnly: "There is an hourglass temple on the hourglass mountain, thirty kilometers west of the city, and there are ninety-nine steps in front of the hourglass temple. You kowtow on each step and then enter the temple and pray reverently in front of the hourglass god. ”
Zhang Song asked teasingly, "Don't you have to pay?" Before the words fell, Zhang Song was stunned, the monk who was in front of him just now disappeared out of thin air. Zhang Song pinched himself desperately, it hurt, it didn't look like a dream, all the details were vivid.
That night, Zhang Song slept in bed and thought that if he really suddenly received a large inheritance from his father, then he could now drive a luxury car of millions and live in a villa, and no longer have to go to work and set up a stall......
Early the next morning, Zhang Song didn't ask for leave, and he set off to the west of the city without having time to eat breakfast. Sure enough, there is really an hourglass mountain thirty kilometers west of the city, and there is really an hourglass temple on the mountain. Zhang Song stood in front of the steps of the Hourglass Temple and took a deep breath, then began to kowtow.
Ninety-nine steps are easy to say, but not easy to do. Zhang Song gritted his teeth and kowtowed upwards one level at a time. There are still ten steps to see the hourglass god, suddenly, Zhang Song heard someone calling him, and when he looked back, there was a person standing under the steps, it was the rich second generation who drove into him yesterday!
What is he here for? Zhang Song couldn't figure it out. At this time, I saw that the young man beckoned directly to Zhang Song, as if he wanted Zhang Song to wait for him. Zhang Song didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued to kowtow. Nine.
Ten. Seven, ninety.
8. Ninety-nine ......Zhang Song was just about to get up and enter the temple, when the young man caught up panting. In front of Zhang Song, the young man didn't say a word, he slammed his head down, hugged Zhang Song's thigh and didn't let go, Zhang Song was startled and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”
The young man lay on the ground and said, "Daddy, you can't enter the temple!" ”
Father? Zhang Song was completely stunned: "My son is still drinking milk, where did I get such a big son as you?" ”
The young man raised his face, his face full of tears: "Dad, I am your son Zhang Xiaobai, I have been looking for you since twenty years later." If you enter the temple today, you will become a rich second generation, profligate, and your family will be ruined in less than 20 years, then there will be no life for the rich second generation in 20 years. ”
Zhang Song heard the young man call out his son's name, and then looked closely at the young man's eyebrows and eyes, he was really seven or eight points similar to himself, could this young man really be a son from 20 years later? Yes, if you can go back to 20 years ago, then 20 years from now you can also come now.
Zhang Xiaobai saw Zhang Song's puzzled look, and hurriedly explained the reason
Zhang Xiaobai really came from 20 years later, and one day he was instructed by a monk that his father had wanted to give up on himself 20 years ago, and he had to persuade him to get through this hurdle. So Zhang Xiaobai came to the present from 20 years later.
Zhang Xiaobai traveled to the present and happened to overturn Zhang Song's tricycle. Zhang Xiaobai recognized his father after getting out of the car, and he was so frightened that he quickly ran away. Because the monk told Zhang Xiaobai before the crossing that he wanted to persuade his father to only meet and make it clear before coming to the Hourglass Temple today, Zhang Xiaobai rushed here.
Zhang Xiaobai said: "Dad, I am about to go back to 20 years later, you remember, as long as you work hard in business and persevere, you will definitely make a fortune in the future." If you look at your son twenty years later, won't he become a real rich second generation? You must not give up, you must work hard! ”
Zhang Song was hungry and tired, and when he heard these words, he only felt that his eyes were dark. It seems that he can't be a rich second generation no matter what.
Author: Jiang Shijing.