Teacher: Are you "pretending to be the god of wealth" in the Chinese New Year's Eve?
Mo Yan: Yes... My family is poor... Can't eat New Year dumplings...
After listening to Mo Yan's words, the teacher replied to him, but he did not expect that more than 40 years later, the teacher's words were "in one language"...
In 1963, Mo Yan was 8 years old, a year when the sky was not beautiful, and the crops were almost nothing.
On the eve of the Spring Festival, in order to let the masses enjoy the Spring Festival in the year of the catastrophe, the higher authorities decided to distribute relief grain.
This, of course, is a good thing.
However, Mo Yan's family has no share, because his family is a middle-class peasant.
What can I do if I watch other people's families eat dumplings, but I drool?
At this time, Mo Yan's small hair appeared. The eccentric Fa Xiao came up with a good idea, that is, to go to the village to "ask for food".
How to ask for food for the New Year?
"Playing the God of Wealth". Because few people take the initiative to push the "God of Wealth" out during the New Year.
In this way, in order to eat dumplings, Mo Yan dressed up as the "God of Wealth".
As soon as he entered the village, the aroma of dumplings came to his nose, and in order to eat the dumplings as soon as possible, Mo Yan recited aloud:
"God of Wealth, stand in front of the door and watch your family celebrate the New Year.
New Year's Eve, really good, your family attracts wealth and treasures.
Open the door, open the door, open the door and move back to the cornucopia.
Send dumplings, send dumplings, run home with gold and silver..."
Before Mo Yan finished speaking, the door opened with a "open" sound. A little boy came out with dumplings.
He carries a bowl in one hand and a red lantern in the other. When Mo Yan reached out to take the dumplings, they saw each other's faces clearly.
The little boy who delivered the dumplings was immediately surprised: "Hey, it turns out to be you, it turns out that you are the God of Wealth!" ”
As soon as the words fell, he ran home with a smile and shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Dad, the God of Wealth turned out to be my classmate..."
Mo Yan was embarrassed by this.
In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival had passed, and it was time for Mo Yan to return to school, when he met Teacher Zhang.
Teacher Zhang quietly asked Mo Yan: "Are you pretending to be the God of Wealth in the big Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”
Mo Yan replied embarrassedly, "Yes... My family is poor... Can't eat New Year dumplings..."
After listening to Mo Yan's words, the teacher subconsciously replied to him: "Since ancient talents, work hard!" ”
More than 40 years later, on October 11, 2012, the teacher's unintentional words came true.
Mo Yan, who once had to leave his son and pretend to be the god of wealth in order to eat dumplings, became the first writer in China to win the Nobel Prize in Literature...
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