After ten years in Taoism, when he went down the mountain to return home, the security guard at the door stopped him: "You are a stinky beggar, are you worthy?" There was a stepmother and a brother in the family. The room is gone, the place is gone, and he is not in the family photo. The stepmother smiled and said, "This is your home." His brother put his arm around his shoulders and said, "One family." From beginning to end, my father never asked a question about the past ten years. The whole family is waiting for him to make a fool of himself, waiting to see how a bumpkin from the mountains can survive in this city. They didn't know what he had learned during his ten years in Taoism. He can see a doctor, judge things, and with a pair of eyes, he can see the energy on the top of everyone's head. The whole family was acting it out, and he could see right through it. Until one night, he played a game for himself. The gate of death does not fall into the palace. The mother who has been "dead" for ten years is still alive.
