“...... Dad, what kind of fish is this?"

"I'll take a look, this one, it's a yellow croaker......"

The road of the fishing village passes in front of the doors, and the lights in the courtyards of the houses, through the windows and through the open doors, shine on the village road, illuminating the roads in the village.

A little boy struggled to carry the bucket, looked curiously at the fish in the bucket, and asked aloud,

The man carrying the bucket with the little boy responded with a smile on his dark face.

“...... Mom, I'm back!"

"I'm back, it's good to come back, my mother has boiled a pot of hot water for you, I'll go and mix it for you, you take a bath first." ”

"I'll do it myself, Mom, I didn't sell it and I took it and cooked a soup. ”

"Cheng, Mom, I'm going to cook it for you. ”

A young fisherman walked from the village road into the adjacent yard, where an old mother was busy.

After saying a few words, the young fisherman, wiping the sweat from his face and smiling, went into the house, and the old mother picked up the bucket and walked towards the back of the house.

......

Along the village road, Lian Ge followed some fishermen who came back from going to sea to walk towards the village.

The sea breeze with a fishy smell in the distance blew from time to time, disturbing Lian Ge's clothes.

The farther I went, some of the fishermen in front of me gradually walked to the front of their houses and entered the house.

On the road, there are fewer and fewer people.

On the side of the road, some fishermen who returned home earlier were eating dinner.

Or with the door closed, the family sits around the dining table, talking about some trivial things in the family during the day, eating,

The incandescent light emanated from the cracks in the unclosed doors, and the sound of small words was heard.

Or the door of the hall is open, and several members of the family are holding rice bowls, with some rice in the bowls, and some vegetables, in the courtyard, eating, talking to the villagers who pass by from time to time outside the courtyard, chatting about some things in the village.

The open door is shining with lights, and the lights are reflected in the courtyard and on the village road.

......

"Here, try this, how does it taste?"

"It's delicious, my mother's cooking is delicious...... The fish that Dad caught was also delicious, especially delicious......"

......

"Lao Cheng, what's the harvest like today?"

"It's still done, it's still ......"

"Yo, such a big fish, take it home and make soup......"

......

After walking a while, there were no pedestrians in sight on the village road in front of me, only some lights were reflected in the houses along the way.

After a slight pause, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked at the fishing village with lights on at night.

Retracted his gaze, glanced at a few houses on his side, moved his steps again, and walked towards the door of a house next to the village road.

......

"Mom, you eat more of this, this thorn is less ......"

"Okay, come, Yun Hui also eat some ......"

The door of the house was bare, the window on the door was shining with some light, and the words in the house also sounded in Lian Ge's ears through the door.

"Knock knock. ”

After a slight pause, Lian Ge stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

Immediately after, footsteps sounded in the house,

"Who......"

He shouted to the outside of the house, and then the door opened from the inside,

"You are ......"

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his thirties, his face was a little rough and dark, and he was a little puzzled at the moment, looking at Lian Ge,

"I'm a passer-by, and when I came here, I was so thirsty that I didn't know if I could give me a glass of water. ”

Smiling, Lian Ge asked out loud,

“...... In this case, Nacheng, you wait, I'll go and pour you a bowl of water. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Lian Ge, nodded first, and then prepared to turn around and walk towards the house.

And at this very moment,

“...... Donor,"

An old and hoarse voice sounded beside Lian Ge, stopping the middle-aged man,

The middle-aged man paused when he heard the sound, and then turned around.

......

On the side, Lian Ge heard the sound, turned his gaze, and looked at the comer.

The person who came was an old monk, who looked to be about seventy or eighty years old, his skin was loose, his eyebrows were gray, and his face was a little tired.

He was wearing a monk's robe, which seemed to have not been washed in a while, and was stained with some dust. There are also some traces of sewing up.

On his feet are a pair of black cloth shoes, the soles of which have been severely worn, and the uppers are the same as clothes, stained with some mud.

In one hand, he held a branch with bark on it and propped it up on the ground.

On the shoulder of the other hand, he held a bag wrapped in cloth.

“...... This master, you ......"

The middle-aged man who turned around looked at the old monk and said loudly.

"Donor, the poor monk is a wandering monk, walking here, really hungry and thirsty, I don't know if the donor has some leftovers and cold porridge, can give some to the poor monk. ”

The old monk's voice was mixed with some exhaustion, panting slightly, and bowed to the middle-aged man,

“...... There are really no leftovers......" The middle-aged man looked at the old monk and shook his head.

“...... Decheng, who's coming outside?"

At this moment, the voice of the old lady came from the house,

"Mom, it's a young man passing by, and a monk master. The middle-aged man turned his head and shouted into the room,

"Then let them come in first, don't stand at the door. The old lady shouted out again,

"Huh. When the middle-aged man heard this, he answered, turned his head again, and looked at the old monk.

"This master, there are no leftovers, my family is having dinner right now, if you don't mind, you can eat some together." ”

Hearing this, the old monk hesitated a little on his face,

"Isn't this a little disturbing, the poor monk is still ......"

"Don't bother anything, don't bother, the old lady in the family is a Buddhist person, and she must be happy to see you, master. The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.

"That'...... The poor monk disturbed. The old monk hesitated a little longer, but nodded.

"Then master, please come in. The middle-aged man stepped out of the way, said to the old monk, turned around again, and looked at Lian Ge, "This little brother, you can also go into the house and sit." ”

"Sorry. Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at the old monk and the middle-aged man, nodded, and thanked him.

......

Stepping into the house, the door of the hall was re-closed, and from time to time there was a cool sea breeze outside.

The incandescent lamps on the roof shimmered and illuminated the whole hall.

On the inside of the hall, there is a square table, on the square table, there are some dishes, and next to the square table, there is an old lady and a middle-aged woman.

The woman, who had a big belly and had been pregnant for several months, sat on the chair, and when she saw a guest enter the room, she held on to the table and prepared to get up.

Seeing this, the old lady on the side hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her, and the middle-aged man also hurriedly stepped forward.

“...... This master, please take a seat, and this young man, please sit down as well. ”

The old lady smiled and beckoned Lian Ge and the old monk to sit down at the table.

"The old man is polite. Lian Ge glanced at the old lady, thanked her, and sat down.

"Thank you, donor. The old monk bowed over, thanked the old lady, and sat down at the table.

"The master came from far away...... Decheng, go to the kitchen and bring two more bowls to this master, and this young man. ”

The old lady greeted and shouted to her son,

"Huh. The middle-aged man answered, helped his daughter-in-law to sit down under the seat next to the dining table again, and then turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"It's a little far away...... Don't dare to trouble the donor, the poor monk has a bowl here, just bother to give a bowl of porridge. ”

The old monk answered, first carefully put the branch aside, and then took the bag on his shoulder.

Sideways, to the side, unpacked the bag,

In the bag is the same as the body, some worn, patched, some faded monk's robes, and a pair of chopsticks.

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