After walking for more than an hour, the sky gradually darkened, and the child in his arms gradually let out a faint cry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, what's wrong with him?" Mi Tu's index finger kept poking at the corners of his mouth, looking worried.

"He's hungry, let's go to the village ahead and get him some milk to drink."

The two men rounded the crooked, sand-covered dirt road, and saw in the distance the rows of houses towering ahead, and they quickened their pace, and when they passed an intersection, they saw through the low earthen wall the sheep looking around in the fence.

The old man was overjoyed, walked around to the black wooden door, and reached out to pat the iron ring hanging on it. Then, a hurried female voice came from the room.

"Here we go...... Here we go......"

When the woman opened the door, she saw a monk holding a flower cloth mattress, she didn't speak for a long time, she was struggling with a question, why was he holding such a fancy thing?

On closer inspection, it turned out that a baby was tightly wrapped inside.

She opened the door a little wider, and said puzzledly: "Master, ...... are you?" ”

"This child hasn't eaten for a long time, can the donor let the poor monk become a little more married?" He folded one hand, bowed slightly, and performed a Zen salute in a flowing manner.

"Master, please come in." The woman enthusiastically led the way in front, shouting at the top of her voice as she went, "Master, go and milk some goats." ”

Out of the room came a middle-aged man in a big cotton jacket, ordinary in appearance, tall in stature, but looking honest and honest. After a few people had met him, he went to the sheepfold with the bucket.

The woman poured a few glasses of boiled water, and she could still see the hot white gas bubbling on it, Mi Tu's frozen little hand was holding the cup, and she suddenly felt warm, blinked her eyes, and said, "Thank you, sister." ”

made the woman giggle a few times, and then quipped: "I can be your mother at my age, and the little master still calls me sister?" It's a real mouthful. ”

Mi Tu was embarrassed, his face flushed, and his hands were at a loss for what to do.

The woman took the child over, placed it on the kang, and untied the swaddling clothes that wrapped the baby tightly. Suddenly, the child was lying naked on the futon, and his feet were on the futon.

"Master...... You look at the child first, and I'll go find some little clothes......"

"Okay......" The old lady nodded, and walked over to cover the baby.

Mi Tu ran to the side of the kang excitedly, looked at the white and tender baby on tiptoe, and scratched his head: "Master, is he a little junior brother?" ”

While coaxing the kang up, the old master patiently coped with the underground.

"Well, it's junior brother."

Mi Tu happily spun around in place, and finally someone called him Senior Brother, and he covered his mouth and grinned.

The woman came in with the curtain, and saw the extremely happy Mi Tu, walked over and touched the back of his head lovingly, smiled and stuffed him with some food, and looked at his black and white eyes, reflecting his own shadow, and there was a moment of trance. After a while, she stood up, walked to the kang, and skillfully dressed the baby.

The old lady noticed that the little dress in her hand was new......

After she wrapped the baby tightly again, the man came in with goat's milk, and the baby's food and clothing were properly solved.

"Master, it's not early, let's stay and eat." The man spoke.

"...... this?"

Looking at the hesitant look of the old man, he couldn't help but admonish: "It's not too early, this time on the road is not very peaceful, not to mention that you have two children, even if you can bear it, the children can't do it!" ”

The old man looked at Mi Tu, who was sitting obediently on the low stool, and couldn't bear it, so he nodded in agreement.

They happily accepted the news, and the woman immediately went to the kitchen.

The four of them sat around a small and dilapidated square table, full of laughter and the sound of instigation, even though the tea was coarse and the rice was light.

The old man looked up at the couple opposite, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, it seems that they don't have children, how can they have baby clothes, and they are brand new?

He pondered his words and spoke: "You are the only two in your family?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and fell to the ground with a 'clang', and she hurriedly bent down to pick it up, hiding the gaffe on her face.

The man's tall body shook, and the events that had been erased from his memory surged like a tide, and in the dim light, his face instantly turned pale, and the air around him was filled with heavy sadness.

The old master had already been prepared, but he didn't expect the two of them to react so much, the action of pulling the noodles paused, he put down the chopsticks, his heart was heavy, his eyes were firmly staring at the man in a trance opposite, and he thought for a long time before he opened his mouth to ask, his voice was low and eager: "What's wrong?" I ......"

He wanted to explain that he didn't mean to, but the cover-up was too big, and when he was hesitating, the man took the initiative to speak.

"Master don't mind, it's just that our son died when he was born......" He tried to suppress his messy emotions, but he underestimated the sophistication of human feelings, and his choked voice betrayed his pain and struggle at the moment.

The woman finally couldn't help but sob, and the tears in her eyes burst out of her eyes.

No wonder she would come up with such brand new clothes, so it was.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master did the classic actions for many years, he lowered his eyes with some guilt, and sincerely expressed his apologies, he sighed silently in his heart, and couldn't help but feel sorry.

"Auntie, don't cry......" Mi Tu got up from the stool, ran to the woman on her short legs, stretched out her fleshy little hand, and helped him wipe away his tears.

The woman stared at the child with tears in front of her eyes and pouting, and her nose was agitated, she touched his head lovingly, pursed her lips, and reached out to wipe the tears on her face: "I don't cry...... Don't cry ......"

She squeezed a smile that was uglier than crying, and wiped his mist, bright and ignorant eyes.

"Let's eat!"

Mi Tu smiled at her, picked up the bowl and opened his mouth wide, and stuffed it hard, his cheeks bulged, and he chewed for a long time before swallowing it all at once, which made people look at it with a great appetite.

Everything in front of him seemed to be extremely harmonious under the upside-down of Mi Tu, and the old man covered his chin in shock, afraid of falling, sure enough, this stinky boy has a way, it is really a human essence.

There is a saying that "there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed".

The earth is gradually revived, and the dilapidated farmhouses are filled with a faint fragrance.

"If only he stayed......" The woman looked at the increasingly distant backs of the master and apprentice, her eyes filled with softness.

The man looked down at his grieving wife, and put his arm around her thin shoulder, apparently to be expected, and every time she saw someone else's child, she would trap herself in the iron wall and refuse to relax.

He didn't know what to do, and sighed a little tiredly, as silent as ever.

That's it! As long as she can accompany her like this, even if she doesn't have children, what does it matter?