When Qin Shi came out of the temple, he noticed that there was a pond at the back of the temple.

There is not much water in the pond, but it seems to be a little dry, the lotus leaves are not so green, and the lotus flowers have withered early.

Today's weather was a little gloomy, and there was a hint of silt in the air, which Qin Shi was particularly familiar with, because when he was a child, he also took his cousin and cousin to the pond to touch the loaches in the countryside.

Thinking of the pond at the back of the temple, Qin Shi also probably guessed that the lotus canopy in the old man's bamboo basket should have been picked from that pond.

But what really made Qin Shi and Su Youxia stop in this place was not because the old man was selling lotus root here, but because a young man dressed up and a little sloppy walked in front of the old man.

The young man has dyed yellow hair and studs on his ears, which has a non-mainstream taste.

I saw him walk up to the old man, take a look at the tender white lotus root and the emerald green lotus in the bamboo basket, and finally set his eyes on the old man.

"Young man, do you want to buy some white lotus roots and lotus pods that you just picked up from the pond?"

When the old man saw someone approaching, he immediately began to sell his things, and he grinned, and the wrinkles on his old face were piled together, giving people a very simple feeling.

"How do you sell this lotus pod?"

The yellow-haired young man squatted on the ground and raised his head and asked.

"This lotus pod is picked from the pond behind Puji Temple, and it is dyed with Buddha qi on weekdays, and it also has aura."

When the old man heard that someone was interested in his things, he immediately sold them, which just verified Qin Shi's conjecture, these things were indeed picked from the pond behind the temple.

"The lotus pod is three dollars a piece." The old man said to the yellow-haired young man in Mandarin with some local accents.

"Ten dollars for four is fine, if you want."

Seeing a look of hesitation on the face of the yellow-haired young man, the old man also hurriedly said, for fear that he would think the price was expensive and leave.

His home is not far from the foot of Luofeng Mountain, is a local old farmer, he often came to the mountain to cut firewood when he was young, at that time Luofeng has not been developed into a tourist attraction.

And because he often goes up the mountain, he is also familiar with several monks in the temple.

The old man has an only son, but because of a car accident, resulting in the amputation of both legs, paralysis in bed, incapacitated, the house leak happened to rain overnight, just a few months ago, the old man's only grandson was also found to have leukemia.

Two disasters in a row, so that the old man's family is not rich has become full of holes, the son is paralyzed in bed, lost the ability to make money, but there is a grandson to treat the disease needs a lot of money, the monks of the temple know the old man's situation, in addition to taking out some of the incense money left by the tourists, give him to treat the grandson, in addition to the white lotus root and lotus in the pond behind the temple for the old man to pick and sell.

Because it is in the tourist attraction of Luofeng, the old man can get an income of 100 yuan by selling these every day, although the money is not much, but it can always solve some urgent needs.

Qin Shi and Su Youxia stood aside, watching the old man talk to the yellow-haired young man.

Qin Shi could see that the old man was very eager to make this business.

"Bring me four."

The yellow-haired young man suddenly stood up from the ground and said to the old man.

"Okay."

Hearing that the yellow-haired young man wanted to buy his own lotus pod, the old man also cracked his mouth and smiled, he took a white plastic bag from the bamboo basket, and took out four fresh and large lotus pods from the basket and put them into the plastic bag.

"Give."

The old man enthusiastically handed the lotus pod to the yellow-haired young man, in his opinion, everyone who took care of his business was his benefactor, even if it was only ten yuan, it was a glimmer of hope for his grandson's healing.

Although he sat on this step to sell things, he still remembered that his grandson was lying on the hospital bed, looking at him pitifully after chemotherapy and saying, "Grandpa, I want to live." ”

He is already over 70 years old, and he has been climbing from the foot of the mountain to this halfway up the mountain every day, day after day, for a week, although he is a little tired, he also feels that it is worth it, and even on the contrary, he is afraid that one day the lotus root and lotus pod in the pond will be sold out, what will he do.

Although the pond is not small, the lotus root and lotus pods in it are always limited, and they will be finished one day.

Because the pond is behind the Puji Temple, with the relationship of the Puji Temple, many visitors are also willing to buy some lotus roots and lotus canopies to go back, after all, this is growing up on the edge of the temple, some superstitious people are still willing to believe that eating these things will be blessed by the Buddha, and the luck will be a lot better.

And the old man sells it is not expensive, ten yuan and four lotus pods, which are still in a tourist attraction like Luofeng.

There are still a lot of good people in the society, and some tourists can also see that the old man is still doing business on Luo Feng at such an old age, and there must be some difficulties at home, so he is willing to buy some and do good deeds.

When the yellow-haired young man took the lotus canopy, he also took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the brand-new hundred-yuan bill, and his face also showed a simple smile, and his hands were still stained with some silt from the pond, which had already formed clods, but for the old man, who had been with the land all his life, he did not feel anything unusual.

Clay is his symbol and the totem of his life.

The old man didn't check the authenticity of the brand-new 100-yuan bill, but took out a plastic bag from the bottom of the bamboo basket.

It's an old-looking plastic bag, just like the one that's old.

The white plastic bag is wrapped in many layers, which is the way the elderly value their money and protect it.

"Take you a hundred dollars, find you ninety dollars, young man, you count."

The old man counted out ninety yuan from the bag, and deliberately counted the majority for fear of a minority, and then handed it to the yellow-haired young man.

"Hmm."

The yellow-haired young man took the ninety yuan, replied casually, a different color flashed in his eyes, and then he was ready to leave.

At this moment, a couple also walked towards the old man, obviously also having some interest in the lotus peng.

There are lotus seeds in the lotus pod, which have the functions of treating the heart and kidneys, thickening the stomach and intestines, consolidating essence and qi, strengthening muscles and bones, replenishing weakness, benefiting the ears and eyes, and removing cold and dampness. It has the effect of tonifying the spleen and stopping diarrhea, clearing the heart and nourishing the nerves and benefiting the kidneys, and is often used to treat symptoms such as palpitations, insomnia, and nosebleeds.

It is indeed a good thing for a man who has a girlfriend.

The old man was smiling as he prepared to receive a new customer, while the yellow-haired young man turned around and wanted to leave.

Looking at the smile on the old man's face, a touch of melancholy also appeared on Qin Shi's face, and a sad face and some desperate pictures of the old man appeared in his mind, he felt a little unbearable, so he shouted to the yellow-haired young man.

"Why bother selling lotus roots?"

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