Fang Zheng was about to say something, when he saw Song Ergou barking, panting heavily, and carrying a brocade box in his hand, he arrived in front of Fang Zheng, sat at the door, stuffed the moon cake box into the red boy's hand, and shouted: "Abbot Fang Fang, send you moon cakes! Damn Chen Long, you fly! I'm tired to death." ”

One is to pick up two, and one is also to pick up, you can't pick up Chen Long's and not Song Ergou, right? So Fang Zheng nodded.

The red boy immediately took it and said with a smile: "Although it is not enough to eat, everyone has a share, hehe"

Song Ergou also gasped for breath and said, "This is what I asked the master to do, handmade, the raw materials are all imported, and the eggs in it are laid by our own hens." Abbot, you don't seem to be able to eat eggs. When Song Ergou said this, he almost cried, just thinking about taking the best, but he forgot about the eggs, and wanted to cry without tears.

Fang Zheng was stunned, he didn't expect Song Ergou to be so concerned, although Fang Zheng had helped Song Ergou's prodigal son turn back before, but Song Ergou had indeed helped Fang Zheng a lot for so long. He is basically unconditional trusting of the other party and is always available. This way of thanking you has already repaid the kindness of the day.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "The two donors have a heart, and the poor monk has thanked him." Lord Song, the heart has arrived, it is better than anything else, and the good intentions of the poor monk have received it. ”

"Oh. Abbot Fangzheng, don't be polite, don't thank you, otherwise you won't be able to thank you for a while. Song Ergou waved his hand.

"Thank you can't come, what do you mean?" Fang Zheng was stunned.

At this moment, a noisy voice sounded, and when I looked up, I saw a large group of people coming in a long line.

"Amitabha, donors, what are you doing here?" Although Fang Zheng vaguely guessed some answers, he was still a little incredulous when he really faced so many people.

"Abbot Fangzheng, everyone remembers your kindness to everyone. No, it's a holiday, the big guy is trying to thank you. One person bought some mooncakes and gave them to you. For the holidays, eat moon cakes. Wang Yougui said with a smile.

Then Fang Zheng saw a box at his house and a box at my house, and after a while, there was a one-person-high pile of moon cakes at the gate of the temple!

One moment the red boy was still worried about the lack of mooncakes, and the next moment, he looked at the mountain-like mooncake mountain and worried.

The lone wolf was drooling at first, but then he kept drinking water, and when he looked at so many mooncakes, he felt dry mouth

The monkey silently recites something around the moon cake mountain, people who don't know think he is reciting Buddhist scriptures, but the red boy and the lone wolf hear clearly, this thing is clearly saying: "I haven't eaten the snow skin moon cake; the bean paste filling, it should be quite sweet to taste for a while; the egg filling can't be eaten, too; the five kernel filling doesn't know which five kernels, what does it taste" just when the monkey's eyes were red, ready to eat his beautiful moon cakes for a year.

Fang Zheng finally understood the meaning of Song Ergou's words, and sure enough, he really wanted to thank him one by one, but he couldn't thank him. The people he helped came, those apprentices who learned bamboo carving techniques in Yizhi Village came, almost all the staff in Yizhi Village went out, fat people, monkeys and others came to look at these people, and Fang Zheng's heart was already satisfied. Everyone didn't come for his supernatural powers, not for others, but really respected him and appreciated him, so they came. Such a thank you is simply better than anything else!

Fang Zheng spoke: "Amitabha, thank you for your kindness, there are so many moon cakes, the poor monks can't eat them all." Besides, there are a lot of egg mooncakes here, and the poor monks can't eat them. ”

"Ah" Everyone was stunned, looking at the hill-like pile of moon cakes, who was really throwing it, who was worried.

Tan Juguo looked at Fang Zheng with a smile, as if he saw something, and asked, "Abbot Fang Zheng, what are you going to do?"

Fang Zhengdao: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of the full moon, the whole world celebrates, the day of worshipping the moon and appreciating the moon, the poor monk thinks, how about everyone enjoying the moon on the mountain today?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, obviously, everyone didn't have this plan. But when I think about it, if I don't come to the mountains, most of the time at home is to watch TV, brag, eat moon cakes, climb the window to watch the moon and sleep. It's not interesting, it's better to come to the mountains together and join in the fun.

So everyone agreed.

Tan Juguo showed such an expression, and at the same time nodded slightly, seeing that Fang Zheng's eyes liked it more and more, and said in his heart: "One finger, your apprentice is getting more and more breathing, hehe." In the past, he had to walk around if he couldn't eat it, but now he has learned to share it and not waste it. It's getting better and better every day."

Thinking of this, Tan Juguo said to everyone: "Since everyone agrees, then the old rules, a family out of a table and a few chairs! By the way, bring a chair to a friend from outside, and no one should be stingy and don't pick the door! If you fall behind, I will take it myself, old man!"

"Come on, secretary. At your age, who is embarrassed to let you go down the mountain to get it! Friends from outside, come with me! I have a lot of chairs at home, I need as many chairs as I need!" Song Ergou shouted.

When Tan Juguo heard this, he took off his shoes and smashed them at Song Ergou, and scolded with a smile: "You rabbit cub, don't you think I'm old?"

Song Ergou ran away in fright, and everyone burst into laughter.

Zhao Gang, Xue Zong, and Shao Min have been standing on the side and watching, with so many moon cakes, they are also curious about what Fang Zheng will do. Although they have never seen how the monastery does this kind of thing, some people will choose to pack and sell it to nearby shops to make a lot of money. Moreover, the shelf life of moon cakes is quite long, and you can eat them for a long time. If you meet someone with a careful eye, you'd rather be moldy and rotten than give it to someone else.

And Founder's method did make several people's eyes shine, and the more they looked at Founder, the more they felt that what they had just done was embarrassing. To be able to get so many people's heartfelt support, will it be a selfish scum who uses a century-old tree as a façade?

When everyone dispersed, Shao Min immediately ran over.

Fang Zheng saw that this crazy girl was coming again, and he really had a little numb scalp, what kind of person made people helpless? It is this kind of good person who is overflowing with kindness, he doesn't say it, he doesn't fight, if he explains, the other party can still get back a lot of trouble

Just as Fang Zheng was figuring out how to run, Shao Min suddenly stopped in front of Fang Zheng, bowed directly and saluted: "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm sorry!"

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Gang and Xue Zong with a smile on their faces, Fang Zheng understood something, folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, the donor is polite." ”

"I'm really sorry, I was wrong before, preconceived self-righteousness. Shao Min said.

Fang Zheng said: "Donor, if you can think like this, the poor monk will be relieved." Otherwise, the donor will let the poor monk remove the Bodhi tree, and the poor monk will be really embarrassed. ”

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