a seed of stupidity

When I was 6 years old, the winter was very cold, and the New Year was coming soon, but the family didn't have any preparations for the New Year. My mother asked me to go to the city with my father. My mother said: "Go grab a few chickens. People in the city like to eat local chickens from the countryside, and maybe they can sell for a good price. If you sell the chickens, you can buy some New Year's goods back, and our family can celebrate the New Year happily. "

Although the north wind was blowing and the weather was so cold that one’s teeth were clenched together, the streets were still very lively, and everyone was shopping for New Year’s goods. My father found a slightly less place and let me stand there to sell chickens. He said he was going to run some errands and come back soon. When I left, I also told me to sell it at the price my mother said.

As soon as my father left, a city man came to buy chickens. The man didn't bargain, so he bought the chicken. I didn't expect the chicken to be sold so smoothly and at a good price. I stood there for a while, and when I saw that my father had not come, I became impatient. Especially when I saw a circle of people in front of me, I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to watch the fun.

A middle-aged man was surrounded by a circle of people. While waving his fists and feet, he introduced his martial arts to people and asked if anyone would like to learn from him. Seeing that there was no response for a long time, he pointed at a young man and said, "If I teach you martial arts, for only one yuan, would you like it?" The man hesitated and said, "Yes." So the young man said: Gave him a dollar. After the middle-aged man took the one yuan, he patted his palm a few times and said, "I have taught you martial arts. Please slap a rock with your strength and try your own martial arts."

People were surprised to see that the young man smashed a stone into pieces with one palm. People clapped, and I clapped along. Surprisingly, the middle-aged man returned the one yuan to the young man and said, "I teach martial arts not to make money, but to promote the spirit of martial arts. Qualify for my martial arts."

At this time, the middle-aged man asked everyone again: "Who else is willing to pay one yuan to buy my martial arts?" This time, almost everyone answered loudly: "I do." Of course, I also shouted. At that time, it was the time when all kinds of kung fu movies were popular, not to mention us teenagers, even many adults, all dreamed of having a good kung fu.

The middle-aged man extended his hand when everyone said yes. People will understand, it must be a dollar. So, one person gave him a dollar. The middle-aged man smiled, and while returning the money to everyone, he asked, "What if I charge 10 yuan per person? Does anyone want to?" Everyone knew that he didn't want the money, so they shouted in unison, "I will." The young man immediately stretched out his hand to everyone and said, "Bring it if you want."

At the beginning, everyone was a little hesitant, but after thinking that he wouldn't really want it anyway, they all paid for it. The middle-aged man still smiled and returned the money to everyone. Then, the middle-aged man asked loudly, "If I want all the money on your body to buy my martial arts, would anyone be willing?" The young man reached out to everyone again and said, "Bring it if you want."

Everyone scrambled to take out all the money on the middle-aged man. While receiving the money, the middle-aged man patted the man's palm a few times, and handed him a stone, asking him to pat the man when he got home. Of course, I got that stone too, at the cost of losing all the money on me. After receiving everyone's money, the middle-aged man walked away from everyone's hesitant eyes.

After the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared, everyone came back to their senses. Someone started to slap hard at that rock, I also slapped hard at that rock, and everyone slapped at that rock. "Ouch!" Everyone shouted in pain in unison. No one can beat the stone. Someone found the stone that the first person photographed, it was a pile of dry broken flour residue, and the young man was long gone.

"Fucked," someone said. Everyone was arguing. Some people said they spent a few hundred yuan to buy a broken stone, and some said it cost thousands of yuan. I knew in my heart that my more than 100 yuan to sell chickens was gone. The crowd dispersed. I'm still in a daze. At this time, someone tapped me on the shoulder, it was my father. The father said, "Why did you come here? Why didn't you wait for me? Have the chickens been sold?"

I cried and told my father what had happened. I begged my father to go and get my lost money back. But my father said, "It's you who are willing to exchange martial arts with others. Who is to blame? Exchange one hundred yuan for a broken stone that can be seen everywhere on the street. It depends on whether you will have a long memory in the future." He is rich, because he just got his year's wages back. But he didn't buy New Year's goods or take a car, but walked dozens of miles home with me. A few days later, my father went to the city alone to buy New Year's goods.

Although it has been many years, I still remember it vividly. Back then, the act of "exchanging more than 100 yuan for a broken stone that can be seen everywhere on the street" was like a seed of stupidity, planted deeply in my heart, making my strong heart feel ashamed and regretful. And it is this shame and remorse that has been turned into fertilizer by time, nourishing my growth day by day, making my steps more solid, my life direction clearer, and my goals more ambitious.

a seed of stupidity

When I was 6 years old, the winter was very cold, and the New Year was coming soon, but the family didn't have any preparations for the New Year. My mother asked me to go to the city with my father. My mother said: "Go grab a few chickens. People in the city like to eat local chickens from the countryside, and maybe they can sell for a good price. If you sell the chickens, you can buy some New Year's goods back, and our family can celebrate the New Year happily. "

Although the north wind was blowing and the weather was so cold that one’s teeth were clenched together, the streets were still very lively, and everyone was shopping for New Year’s goods. My father found a slightly less place and let me stand there to sell chickens. He said he was going to run some errands and come back soon. When I left, I also told me to sell it at the price my mother said.

As soon as my father left, a city man came to buy chickens. The man didn't bargain, so he bought the chicken. I didn't expect the chicken to be sold so smoothly and at a good price. I stood there for a while, and when I saw that my father had not come, I became impatient. Especially when I saw a circle of people in front of me, I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to watch the fun.

A middle-aged man was surrounded by a circle of people. While waving his fists and feet, he introduced his martial arts to people and asked if anyone would like to learn from him. Seeing that there was no response for a long time, he pointed at a young man and said, "If I teach you martial arts, for only one yuan, would you like it?" The man hesitated and said, "Yes." So the young man said: Gave him a dollar. After the middle-aged man took the one yuan, he patted his palm a few times and said, "I have taught you martial arts. Please slap a rock with your strength and try your own martial arts."

People were surprised to see that the young man smashed a stone into pieces with one palm. People clapped, and I clapped along. Surprisingly, the middle-aged man returned the one yuan to the young man and said, "I teach martial arts not to make money, but to promote the spirit of martial arts. Qualify for my martial arts."

At this time, the middle-aged man asked everyone again: "Who else is willing to pay one yuan to buy my martial arts?" This time, almost everyone answered loudly: "I do." Of course, I also shouted. At that time, it was the time when all kinds of kung fu movies were popular, not to mention us teenagers, even many adults, all dreamed of having a good kung fu.

The middle-aged man extended his hand when everyone said yes. People will understand, it must be a dollar. So, one person gave him a dollar. The middle-aged man smiled, and while returning the money to everyone, he asked, "What if I charge 10 yuan per person? Does anyone want to?" Everyone knew that he didn't want the money, so they shouted in unison, "I will." The young man immediately stretched out his hand to everyone and said, "Bring it if you want."

At the beginning, everyone was a little hesitant, but after thinking that he wouldn't really want it anyway, they all paid for it. The middle-aged man still smiled and returned the money to everyone. Then, the middle-aged man asked loudly, "If I want all the money on your body to buy my martial arts, would anyone be willing?" The young man reached out to everyone again and said, "Bring it if you want."

Everyone scrambled to take out all the money on the middle-aged man. While receiving the money, the middle-aged man patted the man's palm a few times, and handed him a stone, asking him to pat the man when he got home. Of course, I got that stone too, at the cost of losing all the money on me. After receiving everyone's money, the middle-aged man walked away from everyone's hesitant eyes.

After the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared, everyone came back to their senses. Someone started to slap hard at that rock, I also slapped hard at that rock, and everyone slapped at that rock. "Ouch!" Everyone shouted in pain in unison. No one can beat the stone. Someone found the stone that the first person photographed, it was a pile of dry broken flour residue, and the young man was long gone.

"Fucked," someone said. Everyone was arguing. Some people said they spent a few hundred yuan to buy a broken stone, and some said it cost thousands of yuan. I knew in my heart that my more than 100 yuan to sell chickens was gone. The crowd dispersed. I'm still in a daze. At this time, someone tapped me on the shoulder, it was my father. The father said, "Why did you come here? Why didn't you wait for me? Have the chickens been sold?"

I cried and told my father what had happened. I begged my father to go and get my lost money back. But my father said, "It's you who are willing to exchange martial arts with others. Who is to blame? Exchange one hundred yuan for a broken stone that can be seen everywhere on the street. It depends on whether you will have a long memory in the future." He is rich, because he just got his year's wages back. But he didn't buy New Year's goods or take a car, but walked dozens of miles home with me. A few days later, my father went to the city alone to buy New Year's goods.

Although it has been many years, I still remember it vividly. Back then, the act of "exchanging more than 100 yuan for a broken stone that can be seen everywhere on the street" was like a seed of stupidity, planted deeply in my heart, making my strong heart feel ashamed and regretful. And it is this shame and remorse that has been turned into fertilizer by time, nourishing my growth day by day, making my steps more solid, my life direction clearer, and my goals more ambitious.