It is said that in the evening of this day, Qingzhu had dinner, closed the door of the Taoist temple, leaned against the big pine tree alone, took out his mobile phone, and enjoyed the purity of this moment.

The sky was burning with a fiery cloud, red, illuminating the entire Taoist temple in a fiery red, indicating that tomorrow must be a good day.

Qingzhu casually looked at the recent circle of friends, looked at the messages, looked at the news, and lived a leisurely life.

Knock knock

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the Taoist temple.

Qingzhu frowned, and hurriedly got up to open the door, only to see an old man standing outside the door, with some beads of sweat on his head, panting, obviously running all the way.

Qingzhu immediately said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this layman, is there anything urgent?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Hello, hello, you are the head of Qingzhu Dao, I was introduced by the old guy Li Youfu, the village chief of Gushan Village, my name is Jiang Dahai, a fruit farmer in the next village, I heard that you are profound, you can answer people's questions, and I am here to seek an answer."

Qingzhu was stunned for a while, he didn't expect the old village chief Li Youfu to raise him so much.

However, Qingzhu still turned sideways and stepped aside, and said: "Grandpa Li has praised it falsely, please come in this layman, if you have any questions, Poor Dao will try his best to answer."

Jiang Dahai nodded and followed Qingzhu into the Taoist temple.

The courtyard was not big, Jiang Dahai sat casually under the big pine tree, and Qingzhu took two bowls of water out.

Jiang Dahai took the water bowl but didn't drink it immediately, but asked anxiously: " Qingzhu Dao Chang, I have a son, this child is very smart, but I don't know why, just not down-to-earth, the family contracted a large orchard he is not willing to take care of, every day I want to go to the big city to work for a living, I don't want to stay at home, you say, the outside world is very good, but not suitable for everyone, my child has not read much, to the outside is also a black eye, what can be mixed up, must be everywhere hit the wall, in the end, or to come back to farm, why bother I said him a few times, but this child is not obedient at all, and I quarreled a few times, angry to run out for several days before coming back, alas Qingzhu Dao Chang, Do you say it's easy for me, I also want him to be good, he's young, it's good to go out and see the world, but you also have to have self-knowledge Qingzhu Dao Chang, you see, this matter, do you have a way?"

After listening to the old man's words, Qingzhu smiled slightly, didn't speak immediately, took a sip of water, and then said slowly: "This layman, there is nothing wrong with working hard at home, but there is nothing wrong with going out, this is your family matter, it is not good to say much about the poor road, but since you have come up the mountain, it is not easy to come here, then, it is good for the poor road to tell you a story."

"Ah, tell a story" Jiang Dahai was stunned, he came to solve it, and he didn't want to hear any stories.

However, looking at Qingzhu's clear eyes, Jiang Dahai still nodded politely, indicating that he was willing to listen.

The story takes place in ancient times, there is a country, and there is a great Zen master with profound Buddhism in the country.

The great Zen master has a high status in the country, but he is already old, and he wants to find a reliable person to entrust him with the mantle.

It's a pity that there is no one else around the great Zen master, but there is a waiter, and he is more satisfied.

This waiter is honest, he has great respect for the great Zen master, and he takes care of him very carefully day and night

The great Zen master wanted to choose this waiter to entrust the mantle.

One night, the great Zen master suddenly shouted to the waiter: "Buddha"

Jiang Dahai said: "Who dares to say yes to the waiter to call the Buddha?"

Qingzhu nodded and said: "Yes, the waiter also thinks so, and quickly knelt down, shook his head and said, I am the waiter, not the Buddha, the great Zen master, you are wrong."

Jiang Dahai thought about it and asked, "Then what?"

The next night, the great Zen master called out to the waiter: "Buddha"

The waiter still knelt down and shook his head to say he wasn't.

This is the case for three consecutive days, and when the great Zen master saw this, he sighed helplessly: "The iron flail has no holes to bear, and it affects the children and grandchildren."

It didn't take long for the great Zen master to pass away, and the waiter was still the waiter, without any change.

"What does this mean" Jiang Dahai never understood, and was completely blindsided.

Qingzhu said lightly: "Although this great Zen master is profound, he is old and lonely, and he uses the method of grazing according to the head of a cow to the waiter, and wants to make him enlightened in a short time, but the waiter is only a waiter, not a Buddha, how can he be enlightened."

Jiang Dahai patted his head and suddenly realized: "Daoist Qingzhu, you mean that I used the wrong method for my son's education, so what should I do?"

Qingzhu smiled slightly, and spilled the water in the bowl on the ground.

Jiang Dahai looked at it and asked with a puzzled expression: "What does this mean?"

"Layman, look at this water, you don't care about it, it just flows low, but" As he spoke, Qingzhu drew a channel on the edge of the water with his fingers, and the water followed the trend.

Jiang Dahai slapped his head again and shouted: "I understand the situation, thank you Master Qingzhu, I understand"

Qingzhu said with a smile: "Immeasurable Tianzun, poor Dao Qingzhu, is just a nameless little Taoist, and he deserves the title of master."

"It's too polite to be the absolute master," Jiang Dahai thanked him again and again, and then drank a bowl of water, "Master Qingzhu, what's that, I'll go first, why is this water so delicious?"

Qingzhu said with a smile: "As long as the mood is good, everything will change"

Jiang Dahai didn't think much about it, said goodbye and left, and ran all the way down the mountain.

Qingzhu looked at Jiang Dahai's back, and his heart was a little sour, it was not easy to be a parent

At this moment, the little squirrel on the big pine tree suddenly poked out its little head, and he had been standing on the branch listening to Qingzhu tell a story.

"Dao Chief, although I didn't understand the story you just told, I feel good," the little squirrel said to Qingzhu in an encouraging tone.

"Uh, thank you, thank you," Qingzhu said, touching his nose.

"However, you are a Taoist leader, how can you talk about the allusion of the monk, is this really good?" asked the little squirrel again.

"Uh, Buddha Dao is a family, you know what you know, go eat your pine nuts," Qingzhu walked towards the backyard with an embarrassed expression.

Let's talk about the things under the mountain, Jiang Dahai went down the mountain alone, and saw Li Youfu sitting at the entrance of the village smoking.

As soon as the two met, Li Youfu scolded with a smile: "You are old."

Things, don't work honestly in your orchard, what are you doing in our village?"

"Hehe, you old guy, knowingly ask if it is yes, but I really have to thank you for this time, this Taoist of Qingsongguan Don't look at his young age, he is really level, although it is a layer of window paper, but others say that I just can't listen to it, he said a few words, casually told a story, I actually listened to it, the reason is still that reason, but from the mouth of others, it is easy to accept" Jiang Dahai laughed.

"You old thing, you just hurry back and take care of your son, I haven't seen anyone more idle than him," Li Youfu scolded with a smile.

"Come on, I don't have time to talk to you, wait until I solve that kid and come to you for a drink," Jiang Dahai said.

"If you really have the heart to thank others, go to the Taoist temple to donate some incense money," Li Youfu said.

Jiang Dahai smiled, left the village, got into a car, and galloped away.

In fact, Jiang Dahai lied to Qingzhu from the beginning, although he was born as a farmer, but now he is not an ordinary farmer, and he can be regarded as a local tyrant among farmers.

When Jiang Dahai was young, he contracted several pieces of land in the mountains, and planted fruit trees, including apples, ducks and pears, and made a lot of money selling fruits every year.

However, he had a son who didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't do farm work all day, and all he thought about was going outside, and he felt that the air outside was sweeter than at home

Seeing that the children in the village are all promising, they are all helping their parents to work, no matter what they do, no matter how much money they make, but they rely on their own skills to be self-reliant and honor their parents.

On this point, Jiang Dahai was envious to death.

Looking back at his son, although his living conditions are better than others, he is so ambitious, and his eyes are low.

For his son, Jiang Dahai racked his brains, beat him a lot, scolded a lot, but it was useless at all.

This time when he went up the mountain to Qingsongguan, Jiang Dahai deliberately concealed his identity as a rich man, he was afraid that Qingzhu would have a false reputation, and looked at his money to speak.

As a result, he found that the Taoist Qingzhu Daoist was really a master of the world, and he never mentioned the matter of money from beginning to end, and after helping him solve the matter, he sent the guest directly.

The young Qingzhu Dao Chang left a good impression on Jiang Dahai, polite, capable but not arrogant, gentle as water, and warm as the sun when he smiled

Such a young man, he likes it when he looks at it, and he can't wait for this to be his child.

However, Jiang Dahai thought about his son again, and he wanted to scold twice: "This guy is so unpursued, so lazy, if he didn't give birth to him at the beginning, it would be good to worry about it now."

Jiang Dahai went back to his village, and when he got home, he pushed open the door, and sure enough, he saw his son sitting on the sofa, eating snacks, watching TV, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The anger in Jiang Dahai's heart swelled, but as soon as he thought of what Daoist Qingzhu had said to him before, his anger was suppressed at a critical moment.

He took a deep breath, sat down beside his son, and said in a gentle tone: "Son, let's talk about something today, how about it"