Zhou Zishan also said: "Village chief, go back to eat quickly." We'll just take a bite here, and we'll have some tails left, and we'll have it all done in the afternoon. ”

Zhou Ziyuan said: "Yes, village chief, you see that we are very good, the sky is high, the earth is wide, and we can eat comfortably." Besides, this morning, we didn't actually do anything......" Speaking of this, Zhou Ziyuan's old face was a little red, such a large piece of land was taken care of by help. He doesn't even know whether he should collect today's wages or not, and if so, how much...... Now I'm embarrassed to go to dinner again.

The youngest Zhou Ziheng didn't speak, his big eyes were also rolling, his age is the time to be interested in eating, he can eat well, who wants to eat noodles? But Zhou Ziheng didn't say anything in the end......

All this, Fang Zheng, Wang Yougui, and Tan Juguo saw it clearly, Fang Zheng wanted to say something, but was stopped by Tan Juguo, and then Tan Juguo said something to Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Seeing Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo leaving, a flash of disappointment flashed in the big eyes of the two little guys, but Zhou Ziheng was used to it, although he was a little looking forward to it, but if he didn't, there would be no one. Anyway, it's not the first time, people are polite, you can't take it seriously. If he really went, wouldn't it be embarrassing for people to have no meaning of that? I met him a few times on the road, and now he has learned to be obedient, whether he has it or not, he should not have it......

"Master, why don't you go back to eat?" Zhou Ziheng came to Fang Zheng's side and asked curiously.

Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk wants to have a meal at the donor's place, okay?"

Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, pointed to the noodles in his pot with clear soup and little water, and said, "This ...... Are you eating this?"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "As soon as the poor monk left the family, he really didn't hide it, a year ago, the poor monk didn't even know where the next meal was." Wild vegetables are hungry, and they are not less to eat. ”

Hearing that Fang Zheng was also from a poor family, Zhou Ziheng suddenly got a lot closer to Fang Zheng, and said with a smile: "That's okay, let's eat together." Let me tell you, we carried this noodle all the way from Shaanxi, this is a trouser belt noodle, especially full and hungry, and the strength is enough when you are full. ”

Zhou Ziheng chatted with Fang Zheng on the side, the two chatted sentence by sentence, Zhou Ziheng found that this monk was really different from the monk he had met before, there was no shelf, and there was no taste of people outside the party, just like a brother next door. The more you talk, the more open you become......

"Master, you are so young, you are now a monk, and you don't plan to get married in the future?" Zhou Ziheng asked.

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "The poor monk can return to the vulgar in the future, but it depends on the fate, and the time will come." When it comes to the donor, your eldest brother and second brother are married, when are you going to get married?"

"I'm ......" Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, then lay on the ridge with his head up, looked at a few white clouds in the blue sky and said: "I'm still young, don't be in a hurry to ......"

Fang Zheng knew that Zhou Ziheng was a little disobedient, young man, how could anyone not want to get married, he said this, not that he was not in a hurry, but that he couldn't.

Sure enough, Zhou Ziheng began to pour bitter water: "Master, don't you know, although we are poor, it is difficult to marry a wife, a dowry, a house or something...... Hey, I can't think about it right now. Let's talk about it when I make money later. ”

Fang Zheng expressed his understanding, not to mention the northwest, it is not easy to get married in the northeast, the national market is about the same, a girlfriend may be easy to find, people don't dislike you for being poor, don't dislike everything about you. But when it really comes time to get married, it will not be a matter of two young people, but a matter of two families. Whether it's comparison, face, or for the sake of the child, in short, this gift money can't be bypassed. So the family is more than the family, and in the end, the heavy burden falls on the parents and children, and I don't know how many pairs of men and women have been crushed......

This is also one of the reasons why Fang Zheng is not in a hurry to return to the vulgar, now let him return to the vulgar, if he really finds a woman, he can't afford to marry.

The two continued to chat, Zhou Ziheng is different from his two elder brothers, although life is very hard, but he is still quite optimistic, he always feels that his future will be better, he is eager for an opportunity, and then soars to the sky and returns home. And Zhou Ziheng also has more ideas, work hard to make money, buy a combine harvester, and then join a team, go from south to north and from north to south, and make money in the future to do combine harvester business and so on......

In Zhou Ziheng's world, it is not limited to wielding a sickle to cut wheat. However, in Zhou Ziheng's words, when he told others these words, no one believed him at all, and they all said that he was crazy. Fang was the first person to identify with him, and he was quite happy......

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "A person without a dream will never be qualified to laugh at a person with a dream, and a person with a dream will never be qualified to laugh at a person who works hard to practice for the sake of a dream." The former doesn't even dare to dream, so what progress can they talk about? Where is the possibility of the latter just dreaming and not putting it into practice?"

When Zhou Ziheng heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "I still live and have knowledge, and what I say is good." ”

Fang Zheng smiled, maybe because he heard that Fang Zheng would also stay for dinner, Zhou Zishan and Zhou Ziheng went out, and soon brought some wild vegetables back, Zhou Zishan said: "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm sorry, we don't have anything to entertain." You don't eat meat or drink wine......"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "The poor monks usually eat white rice and eat bamboo shoots, this trouser belt noodles is the first time to eat, and it is still an authentic Northwest craft, this is an authentic good thing that can't be eaten with lanterns." Why use anything else?"

Fang Zheng said this, Zhou Zishan didn't think so, the contact time was not long, but he could feel that Fang Zheng's status in the village was even higher than that of the village head, Wang Yougui, could Fang Zheng be poor? But Fang Zheng's words, he listened to it comfortably, and it was a little less embarrassing.

I was about to put the wild vegetables in the pot......

Suddenly, I saw a group of villagers coming over in the distance, one by one with large bags and small bags, and some people carrying trays with a lot of food on them.

"This is?" Zhou Zishan and the others were stunned.

Wang Yougui came over first: "The sky is high and the land is wide and the people are good, of course you have to have a drink in this situation! Since you don't go to the village to eat, then let's have a picnic here! Haha...... It's all a specialty of our village, there aren't too many good things, and the place where the hospitality is not good, don't blame the brother. ”

Zhou Zishan watched as the villagers put a round table on the ground, spread cloth, and put hot chicken, duck, fish, bamboo shoots, fragrant white rice, and big steamed buns......

Zhou Zishan traveled south and north, he had been to the Northeast before, and he knew that although the Northeast also ate pasta, it was mainly used as a non-staple food. Moreover, in rural areas, steamed buns are generally steamed only after winter, and there are basically no steamed buns in this season. So the steamed bun in front of you...... Thinking of this, Zhou Zishan took Wang Yougui's hand, a huge man, his eyes were red, he opened his mouth several times, he didn't know what to say, and finally hugged Wang Yougui and said in a low voice: "Thank you, thank you......"

Seeing this scene, the villagers who were originally busy also stopped, I don't know why, seeing Zhou Zishan's behavior, everyone also felt sour. What kind of experience would make a dignified seven-foot man cry in the face of this most normal meal? What exactly did they experience?

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, good and good......"

"Thank you......" Shen Aijia and the others were also moved by the actions of the villagers, they had never been treated like this by so many people, and this warmth warmed their hearts.

Set up the meals, drinks, everyone has sat down, the sky is high and the sea is wide, eating and chatting, drinking nonsense, this is the banquet in the countryside.

Not far away, Meng Meng secretly pulled the boy and girl away, ran not far away, and took out a big bowl from under her bulging clothes pocket, which was full of delicious chicken legs, chicken hearts, chicken wings or something, and then she was very temperamental, pushed in front of the two children, and said, "Eat! It's all delicious!"

The little girl Zhou Huaying and the little boy Zhou Huacheng are children after all, no matter how early the rural children are in charge, it is the nature of children to love food. Seeing so many delicious foods, they clapped their hands happily, and after thanking Mengmeng, the three children hid on the small dirt slope and ate it. But I don't know that who can't see Mengmeng's little thing sneaking on the table to steal chicken wings and chicken legs? It's just that everyone knows that this kid won't mess around, and no one will stop it...... But in the eyes of a few little guys, this is the fruit of their victory, and it tastes even more delicious.

After three rounds of wine, everyone drank less, and the brothers of the Zhou family were even more red-faced, drank more, talked more, and poured out the hardships and hardships along the way, Wang Yougui and others listened to their experiences, and their hearts were also full of mixed feelings......

Speaking of excitement, Zhou Zishan got up and pulled over the plank, Zhou Ziyuan took out and beat the beat, Zhou Ziheng beat the rice bowl, and the three of them sang with a rough voice.

"Flying in the sky, yellow sand!"

"The earth is full of yellow sand!"

"The yellow sand is falling—it's my home!"

……

No matter how good it is outside, no matter how beautiful it is outside, the birds still know how to return home, who can not want to go home?

On this day, the three brothers of Zhou Zishan were all drunk......

Fang Zhengze led his disciples to secretly harvest the rest of the rice.

Then Fang Zheng told Zhou Zishan that there was a sick old mother at home, and he went out to make money to treat his mother, not to buy a combine harvester. After hearing this, everyone sighed......

Tan Juguo smoked a dry cigarette and said: "This is a real man!"

Everyone nodded.

Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk has an idea, but you have to agree. ”

"Abbot Fangzheng, you can tell me what you have. If you want someone to have someone, if you want money and money, I support you!" Tan Juguo seemed to know what Fang Zheng meant, and said with a smile.

Fang Zheng said: "I mean to give the combine harvester we won as a reward to Lord Zhou and them." ”