My rearview mirror can change my life

Shen Fei looked at it for a long time, but he still couldn't let go of the blackened and unique tree in front of him.

At this moment, Liu Xiangfei finally came back from the market management office, with a little worry and a little determination on his face. "How much time have you been looking at this tree?" Seeing her husband's stupid appearance, Liu Xiangfei asked gently.

There was a condemnation in her words that Shen Fei was not good at selling oranges, but she was not angry. Shen Fei scratched the back of his head and smiled: "I was attracted to it, do you know the story of this tree?" "I heard that this tree was here many years ago, and it was a big jujube tree," Liu Xiangfei paused: "Ten years ago, it was split like this in a thunderstorm, and then it died." Nearby residents felt that the tree was unlucky, and repeatedly complained that it should be cut down and replanted with new trees. The market management said that it was dealt with many times, but there was no action. "

By the way, don't you know about this?" Liu Xiangfei came back to his senses and asked suspiciously. "He also said that the thunderstorm that year blew all the windows of your house to pieces, and it took a long time to repair them. Why is it my turn to tell you now?" After Shen Fei heard this, a subtle light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that at this moment, a brilliant idea came to mind.

"This is lightning strike wood!" he suddenly said

, "lightning strike wood, what is that?" Liu Xiangfei asked.

Lightning strike wood refers to the normal growth of trees that are struck by lightning in rainy days, and the structure changes after being struck by lightning, and white substances will be precipitated on the wood. It is said that the sound produced by cutting out the piano with this wood will be more transparent.

This kind of wood needs to be formed when a large tree meets thunder and fire, and it can be met but not sought, so it is very precious.

Because when Shen Fei exchanged with He Lingling, the piano he often used to practice Xi in the piano room was made of lightning strike wood.

The sound of the piano is transparent, the sound is clear and quiet, and it hits the bottom of the heart, like a remnant of thunder.

So Shen Fei was deeply impressed, and now he still remembers the lightning strike, which did not disappear in his mind with the exchange.

Shen Fei turned his gaze to the tree again.

The jujube tree is very suitable for the qin, and after the thunder fire quenching, it is a unique wood material, which

is the best of the qin! This tree, in the eyes of the qinist, is a priceless treasure.

Shen Fei told Liu Xiangfei about the value of this tree.

"How can there be such a thing?" Of course, Liu Xiangfei never thought of this question, and even wondered if her husband was talking about it.

Shen Fei explained that there has been a history of using lightning to smash the wooden qin.

According to the record of "Guang Bo Chronicle": Liezi tasted Mount Tai and saw the thunderbolt hurting the tong, so he made the piano. There is a loud voice, the first three beds, one of which "Tan Si in the same courtyard won the lightning wood, cut two pianos: a "thunder", a "residual thunder", imitation of the residual thunder; the second system of traditional style Fuxi; the third system of dead wood dragon chanting dragon and phoenix Chengxiang.

"Where did you know such unpopular news?" Seeing that her usually greasy and vulgar husband suddenly said such a cultured topic, Liu Xiangfei couldn't help but be curious.

"Oh, yes...... "Shen Fei is not easy to explain, he can't explain that he has been a little girl who plays the piano for a while.

had to hesitate for a while, and finally told Liu Xiangfei that he knew about it in a small video on the Internet.

Life is so embarrassing, but her husband doesn't think about solutions, but indulges in these useless bean knowledge videos all day long, Liu Xiangfei doesn't feel angry and funny.

"Does this have anything to do with us?" she asked. "If this tree is no longer alive, can we do something meaningful with it? Maybe in the hands of someone who understands it, it can become a work of art, to remind people of their reverence for nature." Shen Fei's tone was filled with an almost poetic longing.

Liu Xiangfei just wanted to get angry, but was moved by Shen Fei's words and expression.

She felt in her husband's eyes, she saw a look she had never seen before, a look that was not related to the weight of the current life, full of hope and belief in life.

She glanced at Shen Fei quietly, and then said affectionately, "Maybe." The

two looked at each other and smiled, and at that moment, they seemed to see a beautiful world that could exist, where there was the pursuit of beautiful things, as well as a deep understanding and perception of life. All this because of a seemingly inconspicuous dead tree.

However, this whimsy was quickly dispelled by the weight of life.

Liu Xiangfei lightly punched her husband: "When did you become so literary? Okay, stop talking about literature and art, let's hurry up and sell fruits." She pointed to the mountain of oranges in front of her: "For such a long time, there is still a single deal that has not been made."

Shen Fei thought about it, and his wife (someone else's wife, simply referred to as his wife) was right.

Regardless of the tree, the first priority now is to sell the oranges first.

"Okay, then you can see it, I'll sell all these fruits right away!" Shen Fei said and started to act

"Hey, hey, don't move!" Liu Xiangfei watched Shen Fei sink into the fruit stand, hurriedly began to rearrange the oranges, and hurriedly shouted.

The husband is usually clumsy and knocks over the stall, so it will be difficult to clean up.

She just wanted to stop her husband, but when she saw that Shen Fei seemed to be careless, but in fact, she was in an orderly manner, and she cleaned up the stall quickly, and quickly cleaned up the stall in an orderly manner, acting like an experienced fruit stall owner.

When Shen Fei was in school, he worked to earn tuition, and also responded to the national policy to engage in the stall economy for a period of time, although he did not make a lot of money, but he accumulated a lot of practical experience, which was all used at this time

"Look, how is it, is it messed up?" Shen Fei asked Liu Xiangfei with a smile

"I can't see it, you're quite presentable," Liu Xiangfei said unexpectedly

"What do you say, look at me like this," Shen Fei found a pair of sunglasses in his shirt pocket, put them on casually, and said confidently. "Isn't it like a hero who wants to break out of the world?" Liu

Xiangfei smiled, "Heroes are heroes, don't sell fruits for a day and turn them into juice stands." "

Yes, listen to you!" Shen Fei said with a hippie smile, but the movements of his hands did not stop, placing the large fresh oranges in the fruit basket, and at the same time taking out the label and a cardboard, writing down the price, and placing it on the stall. I also deliberately pulled out an orange and took out a few petals and put them on the orange peel.

While busy working, Shen Fei shouted: "Fresh oranges, delicious and inexpensive, guaranteed to be sweet!" His voice attracted several passing customers, especially a few aunts, to surround him.

Shen Fei hurriedly followed: "Aunts, look, how beautiful this orange is, if you don't buy it for nothing, you won't buy it for nothing!"

The aunts were attracted by his humor and enthusiasm, and began to choose oranges.

Liu Xiangfei stood aside, watching Shen Fei busy with a smile, always smiling, and couldn't help but feel some warmth in his heart.

This man, when he says he will change, he will act when he says he will act, although the way is a little unusual, but his efforts and persistence are real.

It was fast to noon. When the stall was set up, there was no meal at noon, and the two continued to work.