There were a full ten sweet potatoes piled up in the padded jacket, uniform in size, not too small or too big, Lin Qingyan picked up the sweet potatoes and turned them in his hand, the amount of one was enough for one person to eat a full meal, then these were calculated as the amount of food she and Fu Si had for two days.

Lin Qingyan picked up two sweet potatoes and buried them in the ashes left over from the extinguishing last night, and the rest were placed under the offering table. The padded jacket that had no purpose was picked up from the ground by Lin Qingyan, and he slapped it with his right hand a few times and put it back on his body. It's noon, although it is warmer than in the morning and evening, it is better to wear it honestly, no matter how good the physique is, you can't squander it at will, if you have a cold, how can you have the money to buy medicine to eat.

In the temple during the day, Lin Qingyan extravagantly lit the fire, Lin Qingyan held a long wooden stick with the thickness of his fingers in his right hand, and added some wood branches and hay to the fire in front of him with his left hand. There were two or three neat piles of wooden branches in the corner of the temple, which were picked up around the outside of the temple, and there was only that little left in the wheat straw pile, and Lin Qingyan didn't plan to use it to burn it anymore.

The wooden stick in Lin Qingyan's hand was hooked back and forth in the fire, and when he looked back, Fu Si was sitting on the futon with his knees crossed.

"Fu Si, come and sit here."

After Fu Si and Lin Qingyan looked at each other for a second, their buttocks rubbed against the quilt and turned around, leaving only Lin Qingyan with a thin back.

Is Fu Si making an awkward mess, has something to do with Lin Die or left her alone in the temple? Anyway, no matter which aspect, Lin Qingyan can't run away from this main reason.

Lin Qingyan turned around and sat cross-legged, raised his right hand, took out the wooden stick placed in the fire, and watched a large section of the wooden stick in front of it be blackened. Lin Qingyan thought with relief, Fu Si cared about her, whether it was noisy or not, it was better than a dead person who didn't react.

The fire became smaller and smaller, and Lin Qingyan did not add any more branches and hay to it, although there was no shortage of dry branches and dead wood here, it could not stand up for a long time. No matter what it is, it will eventually be useful one day, and it can save a little is a little.

There were no new branches to start the fire, the open flame turned into a pile of sparks, Lin Qingyan used a wooden stick that was shorter than the original to turn back and forth in the fire, in this pile of ashes, the sweet potato became a behemoth, very eye-catching.

The two sweet potatoes were removed from the sticks, and the pale red skin had turned into a black charcoal color, and although it looked ugly, its taste was inversely proportional to its ugly appearance.

Lin Qingyan threw away the wooden stick in his hand, tried to pick up a sweet potato with his hand, and didn't stay in his hand for a second, his hot hand opened, slipped down from his palm, and was stained with a lot of fine dust.

Lin Qingyan wanted to take it over to coax Fu Si, so he forgot that this was a freshly baked sweet potato, and it was strange if it wasn't hot.

Lin Qingyan squatted, blew on the palm of his hand, and didn't forget to peek back a few times sideways, and Fu Si, who was facing her with his back, sat with his knees hugged silently.

Lin Qingyan rolled the sweet potatoes on the ground back and forth with his left hand, and seduced: "Fu Si, the sweet potatoes are baked, they smell fragrant!" ”

The family in the village had already had lunch for a while at this time, Lin Qingyan ate one more piece of cake that fell on the ground than Fu Si, but his stomach was empty, then Fu Si must be similar to Lin Qingyan's situation, Fu Siren is small, and his appetite may not be small, think about Lin Hongcai of the Lin family is a well-known example.

Fu Si, who was sitting, had a slight rise and fall, thinking about whether food was important at the moment or whether it was important to continue to be angry.

"It's late, the sweet potatoes have been eaten by me, and I don't have your share."

Lin Qingyan deliberately swallowed a few mouthfuls of the sweet potato, the temperature on the surface of the sweet potato was absorbed by the ground, Lin Qingyan half-held the sweet potato and felt warm, but there was no heat that he couldn't hold on to for a second at the beginning.

Fu Si, who was in a simple ideological struggle, was so anxious that he wanted to cry out, and condemned Lin Qingyan with a whimper, "bad"

Lin Qingyan didn't expect Fu Si to be so amused, so he hurriedly ran over and held the sweet potato in his hand in front of Fu Si's eyes.

"You see, I lied to you, who doesn't have it, and it won't be without you."

"Wrong words, wrong words."

Fu Si slapped the sweet potato with one hand, put his arms around Lin Qingyan's neck with both hands, and spoke intermittently.

"Yes, it's my fault."

Fu Si bit the outer layer of the padded jacket on Lin Qingyan's shoulder, and cried even harder.

"Don't speak clearly."

"Well, if you don't go, I'll take you with me wherever I go."

In this way, no matter what Fu Si said, Lin Qingyan did not complain in response to her words, and the sweet potatoes that were far away from Fu Si in his hand gradually cooled down a lot, and the sweet potatoes that were completely cooled were not delicious, and they were not very good for the body.

Under Lin Qingyan's comfort, Fu Si stopped crying, took the peeled sweet potato from Lin Qingyan's hand, and expressed his forgiveness for Lin Qingyan with this act of accepting food.

The sweet potatoes were eaten on the morning of the third day, and Lin Qingyan led Fu Si around to steal food and go back to the temple, but this method was different from ordinary people, there was an extra one between the two of them, and she and Fu Si's hands would be tied together with a rope twisted from hay, and the food could not be found, but Fu Si could not be lost.

Lin Qingyan's words that you don't want to come again have come true, Lin Die has never been to the broken temple again, and when he walked back and forth in the village with Fu Si, he never met Lin Die. didn't meet Lin Qingyan's heart, a good boy like Lin Die shouldn't be with them as a thief, there are more people in the village, Lin Die will find friends of the same age who are like-minded.

Without Lin Die's patronage, Lin Qingyan thought that no one would come to disturb them, but he didn't expect one person to become a small team of five.

Lin Qingyan lives in the temple of Fengming Village, there is a custom in Fengming Village, every festival, people will be sent to make offerings on behalf of the whole village, and now it is almost the Spring Festival that is festive every year, how can no one come.

Today, Fu Si sat on the quilt with his legs open, fiddling with the corners of the quilt with both hands, Lin Qingyan saw that Fu Si was having fun, and quietly wanted to go to pick up some branches and tree trunks near the broken temple, the pile in the temple was about to run out, and now the temperature at night was not as good as before, if the fire was not lit overnight, it would be a little cold.

Lin Qingyan showed half of his body from the door, his eyes inadvertently drifted not far away, and his left foot, which was about to follow the step, was retracted.

On the path in the direction of sight, there are vague five or six people walking towards this side, and the end of this road to the right is a stretching mountain, Lin Qingyan can't be sure, what these people are here to do, looking at their posture does not look like people passing by.

Lin Qingyan didn't have the leisure to pick up the wooden branches, turned around and ran in quickly, picked up Fu Si with both hands, and then walked to the right side of the Buddha statue, bent down and put Fu Si in the position of the first meeting.

"Qingyan"

Fu Si, who lost the toy of the quilt horn, sat on the cold stone platform, raised his hand to grab Lin Qingyan's arm and refused to let go, and Fu Si shouted Lin Qingyan's name in confusion.

"Hide inside and don't come out, there's bad guys coming, I'll go and chase them away."

Although this sentence was Lin Qingyan scaring Fu Si, he just wanted Fu Si to stay obediently and stay inside, if those people came into the temple, they would have to deal with it by themselves, and they couldn't let Fu Si be exposed in front of them.

Waiting for Fu Si to let go of his hand, Lin Qingyan put his index finger in front of his lips, "Don't make a sound, otherwise the bad guys will arrest you." ”

Fu Si shook his head up and down and nodded, covering his mouth with his right hand and his left hand, and shrunk into the deepest part of the corner of the wall that he thought was safe.

"Don't be afraid, I'll pick you up later."

Leaving such a comforting word, Lin Qingyan walked to the corner of the wall on the right, picked up a red brick with a missing opening, returned to the quilt and sat down against the wall, the brick was placed on the lower part of his right hand, and covered it with a quilt, not showing a trace of it.

Lin Qingyan played with both ends of a complete wheat straw, and before Lin Qingyan could take a closer look, those people arrived at the door of the broken temple.

The group consisted of five adult men, one in front and the other four standing side by side behind them, carrying a half-meter-deep wooden box, which looked a bit like an ancient wooden lunch box.

Looking at it this way, the intentions of these people are nine times out of ten, and the boss brought several of his younger brothers here to make offerings.

The five people walked in, and Lin Qingyan was standing in the temple, how could he not find it.

"Then who, hurry up and get out, didn't you see our Brother Shi coming!"

Lin Qingyan lowered his head, his fingers wrapped around the wheat straw, ignoring the tough intruder.

The little brother who said this wanted to come over and drive Lin Qingyan away, but was stopped by Brother Shi among them, "In front of the Bodhisattva, you all give me a little restraint." ”

Brother Shi continued to teach the little brother, "You are also getting more and more promising, it is not good to bully anyone, to bully a deaf and dumb person." ”

When Brother Shi said this, he looked in the direction of Lin Qingyan, which was obviously something in his words.

Under Brother Shi's instructions, the four younger brothers stepped forward to put on new offerings, and these four people did not have any weight, so they directly threw the residues that were originally placed on the offering table to the ground, and put them on the table to bring eight things, and under the feet of the four people were fragments of porcelain bowls and plates.

Brother Shi didn't ask them how they made their confessions, if it wasn't for the village chief's face, where would he have the leisure to come to such a place.

Brother Shi turned to face Lin Qingyan, his feet approaching Lin Qingyan step by step, he had no interest in this broken temple, but he was a little interested in the fools in the temple.

There is a fool living in this ruined temple, of course Brother Shi has heard of it, he has shirked the previous year's offering, this time, how can he see it to be in vain.

Brother Shi stood at Lin Qingyan's feet, raised his foot and kicked it, and asked, "What about the fool in the temple?" ”

The wheat straw was broken in two in Lin Qingyan's hand, Lin Qingyan threw away the wheat straw wrapped around his fingers, pulled out a new wheat straw from the one sitting under him, and played with the new one with both hands. Lin Qingyan, who was silent, became a deaf and mute person in Brother Shi's words.

"Brother Shi, it's all set, shall we go?"

The four of them finished their work, carrying an empty wooden box with no weight in their hands.

Brother Shi put his hands into the pockets at both ends of his waist, turned around and ordered, "You go back first, you Brother Shi and I still have things to do." ”

"Brother Shi, we have nothing to do, if you don't stay with you, maybe we can be a helper."

The little brother who was trained by Brother Shi was the first to speak, and his tone was full of due diligence.

Brother Shi pointed to the temple gate, "Get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore in front of me." ”

Is he a few good-for-nothing fools, why are they so blind.