I am the one who eats Ganoderma lucidum

I am the one who eats Ganoderma lucidum

(Li Yulong / tr. by Phil Newell)

In the year approaching graduation, two classmates and I moved to the teacher's house for an internship. The teacher lives in a remote town, and behind his home is a winding mountain, which is undoubtedly a paradise for the three children from the city. After studying, we measured the height of the mountain with the soles of our feet. Curiosity prompted us to search every cave nearby, and we were looking for surprises every day.

The teacher's wife has always been in poor health, and her illness has worsened in the past half a year, and she is unable to take care of herself even in daily life. Every day, in addition to washing and cooking, the teacher also helps his wife grab medicine and boil medicine. Just over 50 years old, he already has white hair. Let us move here because it is convenient to guide us in our study, and of course, more importantly, so that the teacher can take care of his wife.

One day, the daughter who married to the mountain came to see her mother. The daughter was holding a big bamboo basket full of food and supplies bought for her mother, the most prominent of which was the stout Ganoderma lucidum. The daughter said that this was picked by an old man picking medicine in their village on a deep mountain and old cliff. it was wild Ganoderma lucidum. The daughter exchanged two blue eggs with the old man for this Ganoderma lucidum, so she walked more than ten miles of mountain road in a hurry, trying to replenish her mother's body.

About an hour or so, the daughter boiled the soup, put it in a large bowl on the stove, and served it to her mother when it was not hot.

City people are used to eating omelets, hamburgers and ice cream, Ganoderma lucidum, it is the first time to see. Could this be the kind of immortal grass mentioned in the book? if you eat it, you can live forever and become immortal like Chang'e? Is that true? If only I could become a fairy! Standing in front of the stove, looking at the bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup, my heart was beating so violently that it was difficult to breathe! After hesitating for a while, I finally failed to resist the temptation of becoming an immortal and drank the bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup.

Dad, why is Ganoderma lucidum soup gone? I installed it and put it on the stove! The daughter went into the kitchen, looked at the empty bowl and asked her father eagerly. Is it! Did you fake it? Did you accidentally throw it to the ground? No! There's nothing on the ground. I installed it! My daughter's voice changed with anxiety.

I drank it! Your mother's illness is not suitable for this. Give her more light food.

The internship days were soon over, and soon I transferred from school to society and had a very decent job. Because of my financial affluence and a lot of social activities on weekdays, I often go to restaurants and eat all the Bao Shen Yan's wings, but there is one thing I never dare to import or even mention, that is, Ganoderma lucidum.

After I came out to work, I checked the relevant information and consulted the relevant doctor. In fact, the teacher's wife's illness can eat Ganoderma lucidum. Because Ganoderma lucidum is just a fungus that regulates the function of the human body. after drinking that bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup, I did not become an immortal, but went into purgatory, suffering from the torment of my soul every day.

I can't forget the eagerness of the teacher's daughter because she didn't see the Ganoderma lucidum soup. I can't forget the tolerance and helplessness that the teacher said he drank at that time. I can't forget the remorse and shame of hiding in a corner. Over the years, this guilt has not disappeared over time, but has become clearer and more intolerable.

I picked up the receiver again and again and dialed half of the number, but I never dared to get through to the teacher's home. Until the eve of a teacher's Day, I bought a huge Ganoderma lucidum in Guangbai, plucked up the courage and went straight to the post office to send the Ganoderma lucidum to that distant town. And write a small print in the postscript column: teacher, forgive me, I ate that bowl of Ganoderma lucidum!

Half a month later, I received a reply from the teacher, on which the teacher only wrote a short sentence: what you eat is only an ordinary herb, and now enlightenment is the real Ganoderma lucidum. Son, you are the teacher's favorite student, I will not be mistaken!

It is also because of this shame that I will restrain myself all the time in the years to come. From an ordinary job to having my own career, I pay a lot of tenacity and efforts, especially to resist the temptation from all sides, not to mention Ganoderma lucidum, even gold and diamonds can not make me tilt at all. My personality and style have also won the trust and respect of the work and business partners around me, making me more comfortable on the road of my career.

If that Ganoderma lucidum is a bowl of fairy medicine, then it has taken root and sprouted in my abdominal cavity, and washed all the magic barriers in my heart, so that I can live a pure life.