"Good things are grinding, good things are definitely hard to find, I suggest you go up the mountain and have a look! Maybe the mage has already returned to the mountain. The www.biquge.info man in the flower shirt shouted, his name is Hualuo, and his name is very elegant, but he is not elegant.

Everyone responded immediately. Up to now, these guests from the city have gradually taken finding zongzi as a small goal, and there are more ingredients to join in the fun. After all, in the city, it is not easy to want so many people to do some activities for one thing, and to talk and laugh together. Nowadays, it is rare to have such an opportunity, and the interest is high.

Especially the children, who are at home by themselves, now see so many children, get together, have a lot of fun, of course, they love to join in the fun.

So, with the shout of the falling flowers, a group of people went up the mountain in a mighty way.

Two hours later, however, they looked at the closed temple gate and were dumbfounded!

"Is this deliberately closed, or is there no one inside at all?" asked Hualuo's wife suspiciously.

"Just open the door and take a look. "Flower Fall.

"No!" a shout was heard, and several villagers ran over and blocked the crowd. The leader was Wang Yougui, who came to hear the news.

"Village Chief, what are you doing here?" Hua Luo asked puzzled.

Wang Yougui said: "The temple is not open, so you can't go in." Abbot Fangzheng should not be there, let's go back. ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't enter? Then let's go around outside, looking at the bamboo forest in the distance, lush and verdant, and have thoughts, but Wang Yougui blocked them again. Joke, it's a sign in the village, so many people run over, they can't see it.

Everyone could only watch from afar, and then sat on the mountain one by one and couldn't go down, waiting for Fang Zheng to come back, at least mix a zongzi. Some of these people didn't eat it, and some of them did, and the feeling of the aftertaste in their mouths made them intoxicated. The point is that this zongzi is said to be only available today, and if you miss today, you will have to wait for next year. So one by one the foodies just waited for their own taste! Those who had not eaten were even more curious, since there were people waiting, let's wait together. Otherwise, if others eat it, but you don't eat it, wouldn't it be a big loss?

However......

The morning passed......

Fang Zheng didn't come back.

An afternoon has passed, and Fang Zheng has not returned......

A group of people went from being in high spirits and fighting spirits to finally turning into frosted eggplants, wilting, wondering if it was time to give up and go down......

And what is Fang doing at this moment?

After watching the dragon boat race outside, I wandered around for another day, and after playing for a day, everyone in the Yizhi Temple finally swayed back.

On the way, Fang Zheng was also very curious about what kind of world the red boy was in, so he asked: "Pure heart, how do you educate children in your hometown?"

"Education? What is there to educate? We have a big fist is the truth, and if we have strength, we are the king! On my mountain, I don't brag about it, if I say a word, the little demons in the whole mountain will be busy to death. Ah...... That's life, it's like here, all kinds of rules, restrictions. "Red Boy is quite nostalgic for his old life.

The squirrel asked curiously, "Senior brother, you are so powerful." But what if something more powerful?"

The red boy said: "It's more powerful, it's okay, my father and my mother are amazing, my mother is fanning again, if anyone is not convinced, a fan! Hey, that person doesn't know how far to fly." My dad is even more powerful, that's the king of power, who dares to mess with me!"

"If your father and your mother get into a fight, who is more powerful?" asked the squirrel cutely.

The red boy was dumbfounded......

Fang Zheng snorted and laughed, this squirrel's brain is really ...... Unique!

Seeing Fang Zheng laughing, the red boy wrinkled his nose, with his temperament, how could he not be laughed at and not return the mouth? ”

"Didn't they fight?" asked the lone wolf curiously.

The red boy shook his head and said, "I've beaten it, and there are quite a few times." Speaking of this, the red boy said with a vicissitudes of life: "Don't say it, it's too sad to talk about it." ”

"Since you've been beaten, there must be someone who is even better. I guess the pure-hearted mother must be more powerful, after all, there is that ...... What a fan. Squirrel said.

The lone wolf said: "Your father must be more powerful, Mighty King, is he like a bear?

The lone wolf and the squirrel can't communicate, they both talk about each other.

"I don't know, every time they fight, I think it's funny, and I clap on the side to make them fight more intensely." As a result, doubles are mixed every time...... Hey, my childhood, miserable......"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he couldn't hold back anymore and laughed. It's no wonder this red boy is so bearish, and his emotional parents are also two bear parents......

As he spoke, he returned to the mountain, but before he went up, he saw countless pairs of eyes on the mountain looking this way, and one by one, the eyes were about to emit green light!

The red boy stood in front of Fang Zheng and shouted, "Master, be careful!" After shouting, the red boy regretted it, what does it matter to him whether this thief is bald or not?

Fang Zheng smiled, folded his hands, and said to everyone: "Amitabha, donors, what are you doing here?"

"Abbot Fangzheng, you're back. What else can you do, waiting for you, it's all your zongzi to blame...... These are all to ask for zongzi. Wang Yougui came over first and explained the situation clearly.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was also helpless, he knew that there was a farmhouse in the village, but he didn't expect that a few zongzi would cause such a big reaction. Look at the green eyes of everyone, if you don't give them zongzi today, they may be fried......

Then Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "Donors, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, all the rice dumplings of the poor monk have been sent out, and none of them are gone." ”

Joke, how much is Fangzheng's savings? Wrapping zongzi, but asking for money! Real money, sent to the people in the village, who have already sent it to the people of the village, are about to go bankrupt, and these outsiders are also sent? Are they really local tyrants?

"Abbot Fangzheng, you can't do this. We've been waiting here for a day, you see we haven't eaten lunch, just waiting for your zongzi. "The flowers are in a hurry, but they also lied, they have eaten lunch all, although they did not go down the mountain, but someone sent it up.

Fang Zheng still shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, donor, the poor monk really doesn't have zongzi." I prepared a day's worth of zongzi yesterday, and I gave them out today. ”

Fang Zheng didn't dare to let go, the crystal rice dumplings are delicious, it is certain, if these people are addicted to eating, they will come every day...... Is he a monk or a businessman? He gave it to the villagers because of their kindness to each other, but what about these people? Fang Zheng has no feelings for them, and the same is true for zongzi......

After speaking, Fang Zheng took his disciples back to Yizhi Temple, opened the door, closed the door, and never dragged mud and water.