Song Yintang has only been here for a day, and he heard the maids praising him, saying that the eldest young master is kind and generous, and he will get a reward when he goes to the room.

A few girls came back and counted, grabbing five or six with good luck, and there were three on the back of their hands, only the green calyx was timid to rummage through the purse, Shi Gui got five, and divided her two eldest sons, and everyone was considered to be the winner.

The more I listened to Shi Gui, the more I didn't understand what he had committed, he could be beaten by that beating, not to mention that he was still the meat of the old lady's heart, as soon as Shi Gui asked, the papaya snorted: "It's still the trouble over there, saying that the young master doesn't want to take the imperial examination, but wants to become a Buddha and preach the Tao, and even took the old lady to suffer a few words." ”

Shi Gui was suspicious, and he didn't ask anymore, he quickly scalded his feet and shrank into the quilt, he was used to hearing the pine wind in the past few days, but he felt that it was urging people to sleep, and the back was all their business, if they didn't rest first, how could they be spiritual.

After the warp out of the banner to wish the kitchen, it is to hang the tower, the yellow paper is connected with the bamboo circle, made into a tower shape, and hung up according to the god map, when the tower is hung, Shi Gui follows the old lady Ye Shi behind to see, there is a group of small Taoist priests, holding the sheng pipe, the cloud gong, the small hanging bell blows, the older ones will hit the big drum, pull the erhu, and then the smaller ones will hold the chime cymbals in their hands, pinch a little and knock on it twice, and the mouth will sing from the Penglai Xianyun Pure Heaven and Earth God Mantra to welcome the cyclamen.

The old lady knew that the Dharma was complete, so she couldn't help but smile: "These children also work hard, sing for a long time, and reward two tea money." ”

Ye's has been preparing for a long time, the small bamboo basket is full of copper coins, just this money to pick up the mountain, it makes two porters, the mother-in-law is full of auspicious words, the little girl took the opportunity to grab a handful, the corners of the old lady's mouth loosened and smiled: "Give them all some rewards." ”

"The old lady has kindly raised them, and she hasn't starved in the famine year, who doesn't think in her heart, grateful to Dade, what reward do you want at this time. Gan's smile and flattery, the old lady was still happy, but after listening to her words, her face was still faint: "It's not that everyone is willing to work hard after eating and drinking, they are willing to exert their strength, and we naturally want to be rewarded." ”

Gan's face was pulled, and then he giggled again, and praised it: "Yes, what the old lady said is reasonable, Yinfeng, you can't let the old lady go, let's scatter some money." ”

The coral took the basket and went down, and when the layers of bamboo towers were hoisted, the little Taoist priests ran over one by one to get the reward, covered them with Taoist robes, and went back happily.

Shi Gui didn't see the little black monkey, and after a little thought, he understood that this was an errand to get face and reward, but he was afraid that it would not be his turn, and Shi Gui still wanted to see him again, so he would thank him well.

The article she took was too inductive to call a few girls to see it, she took it in her hand and read it when she was free, and threw aside the knotted work, and several girls pushed me to laugh, Shi Gui also carefully cut off a piece of cloth, afraid that this thin piece of paper would be crushed, and said that it would be embroidered on the cloth.

Even the green calyx is illiterate, Master Yao does not allow her to read, Xiucai's daughter is illiterate, seeing Shi Gui taking this, she glanced at it for a long time, and then asked her softly: "What is this?"

Shi Gui had already thought of his words: "I don't know which Taoist master gave it to me, saying that it was something with great merit, and I kept it to accumulate virtue." ”

It's not a miracle for girls to hide flowers and beads, but it's a miracle to hide a piece of yellow paper written in cinnabar, a room to live in can't hide from people, it's better to spread it out, Shi Gui said that it is to accumulate merit, and it is called a fool's words, Liangjiang is good with her, but she doesn't understand it, but the green calyx makes sense: "My father said, there is a god in the words and paper." ”

The only thing that the green calyx can touch at home is the Buddhist scriptures, but she has no intention of chanting the scriptures, and she still doesn't know it when she spreads it in front of her.

Shi Gui touched this thing when he was free, and said that he wanted to embroider it, but it became a fool in the mouths of the girls, what words can the little girl know, embroidering the scriptures is a merit, but she is a blind person, and it is not funny to say this.

When I came up the mountain, I also brought some needles and threads, Shi Gui laughed at them, don't look at her seriously, sure enough, she cut the cloth separately, and asked Chunyan for an eyebrow pencil.

She had never learned embroidery, nor had she ever learned to write, she said that she wanted to embroider the scriptures, and the girls laughed once, and kept asking her: "Has the cloth been cut? "Laughing while talking.

Shi Gui easily thought of a reason to be able to learn to write in the bright light, and then refused to let it go in vain, don't ask her, she just laughed, and sometimes handed a handful of threads to people, asking them to help divide the threads.

After a few times like this, no one laughed at her, Yan Fanxing knew □□about this, Fanxing's mouth was fast, Ye's temperament was light, if she didn't find something to say, she sat in the room for a day to bury her head in reading, set up a chessboard to play chess, and a game was not finished for more than ten years.

At the foot of the mountain, you can also eat tea, play chess, play music and read books, and when you get to the mountain, you have nothing else to do, except for Song Yintang and Yu Rong Zezhi to ask for peace, just sit withered and look at the mountain pine in a daze.

Fanxing told this as a joke to Ye's family, Ye's raised his head when he heard it, Chunyan only thought that Shi Gui was intentionally coming out, and there was something in front of him to hide the origin of the green calyx, and laughed: "It's just a little girl's nonsense, she is afraid that she can't even recognize her name, not to mention the first good book in the world." ”

Ye Shi paused: "Even if it's nonsense, it can be regarded as a heart." ”

After getting Ye's sentence, Shi Gui Anxin described the Taishang induction chapter, the eyebrow pencil is a hard pen, similar to a pencil in her hand, she has not written for many years, and just picked up the pen, the green calyx laughed lightly, she saw Yao Fuzi holding a brush, but it was not like this.

Shi Gui also ignored her, her heart was pounding, pinching the pen and writing the first sentence of the Taishang induction chapter "There is no way to do good and evil, only people call themselves", other girls can't understand, but the green calyx bit her lip lightly, she is illiterate, but the family is getting poorer and poorer year by year, to the point that she can't afford to wait for the pen and ink, the study is what she cleans, inkstone cut paper and wash pens, Yao Fuzi sighs and refuses to touch his hands, horizontal and vertical, this pen is like knowing words, writing fast and good.

Not only did she know how to read, but she could also write, and the green calyx bit her lip, and the rest went to make up: "You can write so small." "No one is not surprised, Shi Gui just woke up, just learned to write is not big and crooked, she should be a person who has never held a pen, but she feels that the words are so bad that she can't read, in the eyes of these girls, she still writes a good hand.

"If you really know, you can write letters for others. Liang Jiang leaned up and picked it up and said: "This stroke is like a fly, it's hard for you to put down the pen." ”

Shi Gui hurriedly took it: "I'll take this as a painting, Sister Chunyan's apricot forest Chunyan, the apricot blossom and bird wings on it are not more difficult than this." ”

That's right, it's better to have this kind of kung fu than to draw patterns, and they all spread out, Shi Gui breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't wait to transcribe all the words on this paper in one day, she remembered this word, she had written it before.

Shi Gui forgot a lot of things, and then grew up as a small baby, and forgot the old when she learned the new, but she remembered that she had another life, and she could remember some of what she saw.

When she saw Yao Fuzi's painting, she remembered that she could paint, and looked at the Taishang induction chapter, most of the words in it, she knew it.

Shi Gui is not afraid of people laughing, a pen to draw up, no black line with blue line, she strung the needle, the green calyx sat beside her, looked at her embroidery and smiled: "You are so wrong." ”

The little girls just do some rough work, and the handkerchief is also embroidered with a flower and two leaves, and in the hands of the green calyx, the needle is fast and good, which is a Taoist classic, and the dark eight immortal patterns are also painted on it, and it will not take long to embroider the gourd lotus for her.

A few girls turned out to be the most disdainful of the green calyx, seeing that she showed such a hand, she picked it up and looked at it and sighed: "You still have such a hand, this one can be offered when it is done." ”

No one praised the green calyx, blushing and not speaking, grabbing the hem of her clothes with both hands, Liangjiang also knew her temperament, and asked her to help her draw a trick: "Sisters, you can't be empty, what can you describe on me?"

The green calyx was praised by others, her eyes were shining with light, her face was slightly red and she painted flowers for them one by one, and she was also in one place for dinner at night, and the green calyx turned out to be attached to the mother bird and stuck to Shi Gui, and suddenly joined the group, Shi Gui also breathed a sigh of relief, and spent more and more time on the Taishang induction chapter, but she went out every day, but she never met the little Taoist.

The big tower is hoisted to mid-air, the lamp is set up on the side of the road, from the Sanqing Hall to the altar, this job is the osmanthus several dog girls should do, get up early in the morning and comb their hair and put on new clothes, when they put the lamp, there are Taoist priests chanting back and forth, saying that it is to welcome the gods into the altar.

At night, I am also doing a dojo, a circle of gods, a moment of continuous chanting to add lamp oil, add oil to change the lamp side, a few girls have practiced for a long time, do not sprinkle the lamp oil do not extinguish the wick, the grandmothers tell a thousand times, none of them can be touched, if it is not good.

Song Lao Zhenren wants to recite the scriptures all night, the lights are lit inside and outside the hall, Shi Gui only cares about the side of the shed and the avenue, she puts the jacket on, put on the new clothes outside, and at night just listening to the wind is so cold that the bones are frozen, and the two bags of sugar that can be worn are put on, and the two bags of sugar that came up the mountain are given to the little Taoist, or Liangjiang has a few ideas, and the dim sum is compacted, and the pieces are wrapped and brought on the body.

It's only that the night is difficult, and after a while, Chunyan said that there was brown sugar ginger soup fried in the kitchen, and there was something to eat when it was over, and it wasn't all for them, Song Lao Zhenren was old, and this ritual was originally handed over to his apprentice to do, but the old lady entrusted her, so she had to go on her own. There is also a charcoal basin burned under the porch, and several people can always survive the night next to each other.

It's better in the daytime, it's warm under the sun, and it's sweating from the sun, the green calyx is weak, it turns out that there was a serious illness, and it was sold out without taking good care of it, and the rest of the few don't know, Shi Gui let her sit under the porch.

When the sun went down, the row of lamps with linen paper and threads as wicks could not be supported, and although there were yellow tent screens blocking all the way, there were still a few lights that were blown out.

This night and I had to stay up, Shi Gui folded the Taishang induction chapter in his sleeve, a few shifts, and took it out to take a look when she rested.

The night wind blew people's hands and feet cold, drank too much ginger soup to go to the toilet, how dare a few girls leave without permission, so they had to roast around the charcoal fire, the back was cold, the front was warm, sitting on the small pestle, one by one dozing off.

At this time, it was not Shi Gui's turn, except for the sound of chanting, only the wind kept pouring into her ears, she rubbed her eyes, took out the yellow paper, and was looking at it, and reached out to pat her.

When I looked back, it was the little Taoist priest, he was dressed up cleanly, his head was washed, his robe fit his shoes and feet, but his face was still the same as the skin.

There was no him in the morning to receive the reward, and the recitation of the scriptures in the middle of the night took his turn to him, and the few small ones were chanting, and he was lazily yawning with his legs, and his clothes were thin, and he shivered when the wind blew, and his hands were crossed in his sleeves.

Shi Gui got the same money because of his squirrel, which he caught, and should give him half of it, and asked his name: "What is your name?"

The little Taoist priest scratched his face, and this time he was willing to tell her: "Mingyue." He lowered his voice and looked at her face as he spoke, and if she dared to laugh, he would get up and leave.

Shi Gui didn't smile, all the Taoist temples said were Taoist numbers, he was afraid that he wouldn't even remember his name, and if he didn't remember his name, he wouldn't remember his hometown.

"My name is Shi Gui. After thinking about it, he said: "The osmanthus of osmanthus." ”

Mingyue saw that she didn't laugh at herself, took out a solid cake from her pocket, broke it in half, and handed it to Shi Gui, which he stole from the kitchen.

Shi Gui took it with a smile, took a bite, the ten offerings were made by the Song family's cook, the new rice and new noodles used were particularly sweet, and he ate half a cake, and agreed with him, and made an appointment to meet him in the woods as soon as possible: "The squirrel you caught was given to Mrs. by the sisters above, and Mrs. rewarded me, and I will share half with you." ”