"Fangzheng, don't get these mysterious things, just tell me, how did you renovate this temple? Where did you get the money for the renovation?" Yang Ping is an accountant, so he naturally knows what the temple has become poor, and he also knows that the renovation of this temple should require a lot of money. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info knew that Fang Zheng was a poor student and had no money. One refers to the monk in order to provide for Fang Zheng to study, but he is even poorer. The temple was suddenly renovated, and he always felt that something was not normal.

Wang Yougui also said: "Fangzheng, you have to make this matter clear." Uncle isn't greedy for anything from you, it's just that you're too weird. I'm afraid someone will do you badly. ”

Tan Juguo didn't say anything, and the worry in his eyes had already been explained.

Fang Zheng smiled at this time: "Accountant Yang, Uncle Wang, Grandpa Tan, you think too much. Thank you so much for that. ”

"Thank you?" the three of them were stunned.

Fang Zheng looked at Yang Ping and said, "A few days ago, Brother Yang sent me government documents. I also rightfully became the presiding officer of the temple, and that day, I saw the Buddha in a dream, and the Buddha said that I am a good person of the tenth generation, and I can fulfill a reasonable wish in this life.

I said, I want to resurrect Old Man One-Finger. The Buddha did not allow it, saying that the old man had gone to the West Heaven to become a Buddha and could not be reborn in the world.

As soon as I heard that my old man had become a Buddha, then I would definitely not be able to drag him back and suffer again. So I changed my request and asked the Buddha to help me repair the temple, but the Buddha asked me to clean the temple, and if the cleaning was good, I would repair it. The next day I cleaned the temple and it was spotless. I didn't expect the Buddha to really manifest his spirit, and under the jingle clanging, this temple is like this. ”

Fang Zheng said both true and false, but he just replaced the system with the Buddha and hid some things. It's not a lie......

At least the system didn't jump out to punish him, and he was relieved.

Hearing Fang Zheng say this, Yang Ping, Wang Yougui, and Tan Juguo looked at each other. If you want to believe it, that's a bit nonsense, since the reform and opening up, these superstitious things, they don't believe in them anymore. If you don't believe it, there has been such a big change in three or two days, it is simply not something that human beings can do, and common sense cannot explain it!

In the end, the three of them still acquiesced to Fangzheng's rhetoric, and there was no better argument anyway.

Tan Juguo said: "Fangzheng, it's good that you know about this matter yourself, don't tell it to the outside world." If someone asks, you can say that the village paid for you to repair it, and I will help you solve the rest. ”

Yang Pingbian flattened his mouth and said: "Secretary Tan, what age is it, ghosts and gods are not credible, but the Buddha is allowed to believe it." Although I believe in materialism, I am not against the beliefs of others. ”

"What a mess. Wang Yougui glared at Yang Ping, and changed the topic: "Fangzheng, what are you doing delicious in the back kitchen?

Fang Zheng smiled: "This is my ......" Speaking of this, Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, it seemed that he couldn't always be me and me now, so he changed his words: "This is the rice planted by the poor monk himself." ”

"Huh...... You little fellow, you've started talking monkly too. Okay, you're the moderator now, as you should. What, bring me a bowl of your rice, and I'll taste it. Wang Yougui scolded with a smile.

After Wang Yougui finished speaking, he had already started his posture and waited to eat.

Yang Ping hurriedly said: "And me, I want to eat too! By the way, give Uncle Tan a bowl too!"

The three of them looked at Fang Zheng with fiery eyes, no way, the fragrance of this rice is too tempting, the fragrance makes the mouth feel angry, the stomach screams, and the heart is blocked in panic if you don't eat it.

However, Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said, "No." ”

"What?" Wang Yougui was anxious and shouted: "Fangzheng, what is our relationship? You lived in our house when you were in school, didn't you eat less? You have eaten a lot of such a big bowl, and now I can't eat a bowl of rice from you?"

Yang Ping was also unhappy, and hummed and said, "It's okay if I don't eat, Uncle Tan didn't help you back then, and he can't eat your bowl of rice?"

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng pointed to the temple and said, "Don't get excited, look at my temple, is it different from other big temples?"

Yang Ping looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see the reason, shook his head and said, "It's no different, isn't it just to worship the Bodhisattva?"

Tan Juguo suddenly spoke: "You kid, I thought you could be a little more sleek when you went to school, why are you still as stubborn as that old monk?" Really, I didn't learn, I didn't learn it, and I ...... it" Although Tan Juguo was scolding, he was laughing and scolding, obviously not angry.

"Uncle Tan, what are you talking about? Yang Ping asked.

Tan Juguo said: "This temple is a small temple, and Wei Tuoshuang at the entrance of the main hall is pumping the demon pestle, which is to tell us that his temple is too small, regardless of catering and accommodation." This is the rule, and he can't break it. Back then, Yizhi monk refused to allow anyone to stay overnight, which offended many people. ”

When Wang Yougui heard this, he said earnestly: "Founder, it is important to be principled, but it is also necessary to be more flexible. If you want to develop this temple, in today's society, it won't be flexible. ”

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and saluted: "Amitabha, thank you Uncle Wang for your teachings." However, since the poor monk has entered the Buddhist gate, he should follow the rules of the Buddhist gate, how can he casually cross it?"

Yang Ping said impatiently: "After saying so much, still don't give me food? If you don't give me food, I won't leave!" Yang Ping was really hungry, he didn't eat in the morning, so he followed the mountain, and now he smelled such a delicious smell, the gluttonous worms in his stomach were about to rebel and occupy the high ground of his brain.

Wang Yougui looked at Fang Zheng with blank eyes, Tan Juguo didn't speak, the meaning was also very clear, he also wanted to eat!

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and asked the system silently: "Yesterday's kindness, how about repaying it today?"

"If he does not report it, he will have cause and effect, and if he does it, he will break the cause and effect. ”

Fang Zheng understood and smiled slightly: "Since that's the case, then let's talk about it." Today's meal is my kindness, and I can eat it, but I can't come back to eat it in the future, otherwise I will really break the rules. Of course, if the temple expands and can be received, several uncles are willing to come, and the poor monks sweep the couch to welcome them. ”

"It's pretty much the same, don't say so much, hurry up and eat!" Wang Yougui was overjoyed and smiled.

Fang Zheng turned around and went into the kitchen, and at this time, the meal was just right.

When the lid is lifted, the white heat is steaming, and the aroma of rice spreads, and the original faint aroma becomes rich, as if there is sugar in the air, and it smells sweet!

Everyone subconsciously swallowed their saliva, stretched their necks to look inside, and couldn't wait.

Only then did Fang Zheng sadly find out that he had only cooked one serving!

Wang Yougui saw that Fang was in a daze, so he urged: "Fang Zheng, what are you doing? Hurry up, uncle is dying of hunger!"