Yang Hao also felt sour in his heart when he saw it, and deliberately said with a dark face: "Sister Afang, my temper is not very good, if you don't want me to lose your temper, just sit down and eat, the children are also hungry, eat while it's hot." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Liu Qing also stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Ah Fang, and the little monk recited a Dharma name and persuaded: "Amitayus Buddha, this female benefactor please come to the table, Buddha I am so hungry that my stomach growls." ”

Burst!

Yang Hao sprayed, and asked with black lines: "Sexuality, you are not a Taoist, the 'Amitayus Buddha' who reads a yarn, it should be 'Amitabha', right?" ”

The little monk looked at him with contempt and said disdainfully: "Brother Hao, you are uneducated, Amitayus Buddha is Amitabha." ”

"It's just that the former is a translation of Middle-earth, and the latter is transliterated directly from Sanskrit, so I like to say 'Buddha Amitayus', can't I?"

In fact, Yang Hao really understands the origin of this, after all, Sanskrit has no secrets in his eyes, but he just deliberately sang and harmonized with the little monk to relieve the slightly embarrassing atmosphere.

Ah Fang was really stunned, and asked Liu Qing in a low voice: "This bald little brother, is ...... Is it a monk? ”

"Sort of, but he eats meat and drinks all the same, so you don't need to treat him as a monk." Liu Qing took the opportunity to pull her to the table and sit down, and the two children also hurriedly followed.

Yang Hao let go of his belly and continued to eat meat and drink wine in large bowls with the little monk, so unhappy.

Liu Qing kept picking vegetables for Ah Fang and the two children, making the two children so happy that they were full of oil.

In the end, my little belly was bulging, and I couldn't wear it anymore, so I was reluctant to put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Ah Fang didn't eat much, and looked very restrained, but she lowered her head several times, looked at the two children, and secretly wiped her tears.

Yang Hao and the little monk had almost eaten, so they simply left the table with the wine jug, saying that they were going to the corridor to blow the wind, but in fact, they were giving Ah Fang a chance to eat more.

When they got out, the two of them came to the end of the corridor, leaning against the pillars and looking out at the endless mountains in front of them.

The little monk glanced at Yang Hao and smiled: "Brother Hao, in fact, you are a good person, really." ”

Yang Hao shrugged, picked up the wine jug, and poured a sip of wine: "You don't need to send me a good person card, I'm not interested in men, including monks." ”

The taste of the fruit wine brewed by the mountain people is very unique, with a little sweetness in the sourness, and it is still a little uncomfortable at the beginning of the mouth, but as long as you drink a few more sips, you will fall in love with this bitter taste and then sweet.

The little monk took the wine jug from his hand, poured a big sip, and burped with satisfaction before shaking his head and saying.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes; In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life. ”

Burst!

The wine in Yang Hao's mouth was like a fountain, spurting out far away, and coughing again and again: "Ahem, cough, you...... Are you meowing to me? Or do you think I haven't watched "Smiling Proud Jianghu: The East is Undefeated"? ”

The little monk tilted his head, looked at him with drunken eyes, and spewed wine in his mouth: "Brother Hao, life is too short, why be serious?" As the saying goes, 'Who will wake up to the big dream?' I know it in my life', Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, it's good to be happy. ”

Yang Hao got goosebumps all over his body when he saw it, and shuddered: ", master, you are drunk, and ...... I really don't have a foundation, so you can be merciful and let me go. ”

The little monk tilted his neck, drank all the wine in the pot, and laughed: "Okay, Brother Hao, Buddha, I'll tease you, how can I get drunk with my thousand cups of undrunken drink, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a grunt, and the little monk lay directly on the ground, snorting from alcohol.

The black line on Yang Hao's forehead was like a waterfall, and he wailed: "I'm also convinced, this is a thousand cups of not getting drunk?" And as a monk, can you have some wine? ”

In the end, Yang Hao dragged the little monk's feet and threw him on the bamboo bed in the next room, and went out to discuss the departure with Uncle Jiu.

……

"Uncle Jiu, I heard from my companion, you suggest that we stay in the village for another two days for the time being, and when the time comes, when you go down the mountain to catch the market, take your tractor down the mountain together?"

When Yang Hao found Uncle Jiu, the old man was squatting on the steps outside the door of the village, smoking a dry cigarette.

He glanced at Yang Hao, nodded and said, "Well, that's right, I heard Ah Fang say that the three of you are good people, so for her sake, I'll help you again." ”

Yang Hao frowned and asked, "But didn't you say yesterday that there are several places on the mountain road below that have been washed away by mudslides, so how can the tractor go down the mountain?" ”

Uncle Nine smiled cunningly: "Hehe, I didn't lie to you, there are indeed a few mountain roads that have been washed away, but this morning it was said on the radio that there is a road that can be repaired immediately, and the tractor will not be able to go down the mountain at that time." ”

Yang Hao was skeptical: "Even if this is the case, then what if we have to leave today and walk down the mountain?" ”

Uncle Nine took a puff of his cigarette unhurriedly, swallowed the clouds and said in a fog: "Young man, I advise you to listen to me, there are 100,000 mountains here, and if there are no locals to guide you, it is impossible for you to go out." ”

Yang Hao narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "Then how did the group of Burmese you mentioned before come in?" If you're so hostile to them, they must have been here and threatened you, right? ”

Swish!

Uncle Nine raised his head violently, stared at Yang Hao deadly, and only smiled bitterly for a long time, and sighed: "Alas, forget it, it's nothing to tell you, anyway, I really don't know the whereabouts of that treasure, and no one in the village knows." ”

"Actually, in the beginning, the Burmese were just a group of poor people who secretly crossed the border from the other side of the mountain to beg for food in order to escape the war. ”

"At that time, my son was in the jade business in Green Lake Town, so I took them in to work, and often took them back to the village to help with farm work."

"Later, this group brought some people from Myanmar, and their power gradually grew, and I heard that they also started a smuggling and drug trafficking business."

"My son...... Alas, well, he later became greedy, and in order to make a fortune, he also participated in the smuggling business, mainly smuggling jadeite rough, and drugs are absolutely not touched. ”

"Eventually, during a police crackdown, my son was arrested, and although he was quickly released due to lack of evidence, the Burmese thought he had betrayed them."

"It didn't take long for my son's family of three to disappear, and before that, he came back in a panic, but didn't say anything to me and left quickly." (To be continued.) )