Early in the morning, instead of being woken up by the big rooster next door, Die'er heard the sound of a cow and got up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today it is the turn of Grandma Sun's eldest daughter to feed the cattle, which has a very high status in the countryside, and the ploughing and harrowing of the field have to be relied on. , therefore, having a cow is equivalent to having a strong man as a helper at home. But not every family can afford to raise a cow, no matter how much it is worth, its annual food is a large expense. Therefore, most of them are several households to feed a cow, and each household feeds it for half a month or 20 days.

Usually, the village is taken care of by small children and the elderly. Every morning, the elderly or the older children of the family will drive the cattle to graze on the agate river or the ridges, and bring them back when they are fed. What's more, the cow is driven directly to the river and let it graze freely, and at night the children or adults who often herd the cattle at home go to the river to find it. The old cow knows its way, and if it is too late and no one picks it up, it will come back on its own, but the crops along the way will suffer.

No, Grandma Sun was leading the cow, carrying the basket out to herd the cow, seeing the butterfly's sleepy eyes, the chrysanthemums on her smiling face bloomed.

Realizing that she hadn't washed, Die'er shouted to Grandma Sun to herd the cows? I retracted my head and ran to the backyard, thinking about the bowl lotus in the bamboo shed, and I was relieved to see it.

Xiao Lu also grabbed his shoes and ran out at this time, but Mao didn't listen to the shouting in the back. Originally, Mao's room had been paved, but Die'er and Xiaolu insisted on not letting Mao's pass, saying that no one told stories at night, and the three of them slept in the same bed these days. Originally, Yingzi was worried that the children would kick down the Mao family when they slept at night, but later saw that they were well-behaved when they slept, so they didn't move.

Yingzi was making breakfast in the kitchen, and when she saw the two shadows pass by in a flash, she shook her head and laughed before she could make a sound, talking about two crazy girls.

Full of anticipation to open the door curtain to see, the mouths of the two people are about to open, where is this bowl lotus, each lotus leaf is several times larger than the big porcelain bowl, now they have no place to stay, they are beginning to grow along the bamboo wall like climbing vines, looking at the green of the shed, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in front of them~~~

Tiptoeing in, as if scared to scare them, I want to be speechless, what to do with these failed test subjects? One of them is even starting to bloom.

The two of them carefully picked up a large porcelain bowl, with a few huge lotus leaves on their heads, and walked towards a small pond next to the house, which was originally a pond full of duckweed, without lotus flowers and water chestnuts. Think of this place as the best place to handle these experiments.

When they moved to the eighth porcelain bowl, Butterfly and Little Green found that the leaves of this lotus flower were much smaller than the others, although they were not as small as the bowl lotus, but at least they were a little bit better. The two decided to keep this one and put the rest in the pond.

No one noticed that in this inconspicuous pond next to it, I don't know when there were a few more lotus leaves, and even a few lotus flowers grew. The two children didn't look at them closely, after all, the bowl lotus was their ultimate goal. After processing, there was only a large gray porcelain bowl with a smoky smoke left in the bamboo shed, and the half-finished bowl lotus in the corner.

Although this one is much smaller, it is indeed inappropriate to use a large porcelain bowl to hold it, and the two of them work together to wash a large abandoned vat by the pond and roll it over, and then this lotus flower has a home in the jar.

Yingzi shouted to eat, and when she saw the unkempt two girls, she couldn't cry or laugh. Helped comb the braids, asked them where they went to toss back, didn't say anything, didn't ask, and hurried to the town to sell desserts. At this time, Shui Qing had already tied a honeycomb coal stove to a cart outside, and when the time came, he would go to the ancient house to use a small pot to burn coal, and the dessert could be opened.

Yesterday, Shui Qing went to dig a basket of lotus roots by himself, and he also moved it into the car, and took the time to sell it, and he could also exchange it for some money.

Die'er drank the porridge with her mouth snorting, and asked Yingzi how to measure it and how to price it? actually asked her down, just busy doing it, she didn't think about this stubble at all, and she almost choked on a mouthful of porridge when she heard it.

"The pastry costs three yuan a dollar, and the white fungus lotus seed soup and wolfberry Baolian are five cents a bowl", Die'er directly priced it.

"Isn't it too expensive?" Yingzi is worried that the price is high and no one will buy it.

"Mom, you're going to be able to render their added value! For example, the medicinal value, drinking to clear the heart and eyes, quench the heat and quench thirst or something, didn't the ancients tell my father? And their craftsmanship, it's all cost! Die'er patiently instilled in Yingzi what is the added value of goods.

"My daughter is right, you were busy in the kitchen for an afternoon yesterday, and this is also included in the cost." Shui Qing stretched out her thumb at Die'er in agreement. Sure enough, my father is more suitable for business, and this labor cost is calculated.

"Then let's try to sell it first and see how the customer reacts." After that, he hurriedly finished his breakfast in a few large bites, urging Shui Qing to set off quickly, and there was still more than an hour to go.

At this time, the rooster next door began to crow for the second time, and Die'er silently counted the time in her heart, it was only six o'clock in the morning, and her parents were really hard.

Sending Yingzi and Shui Qing away, Xiao Lu brought breakfast to Mao and put it on the side of the bed, and the two began another day of meditation.

The bamboo forest in the early morning is very quiet, the sound of the breeze blowing the bamboo branches and the sound of the emptiness of the bamboo being shaken, immersive, only feel distant, clear and pleasant, as if the wind blows into the bamboo pipe to play.

Two little children, sitting cross-legged on a futon like monks, let the Buddha itself be conceived in this nature. The weeds and wild trees in the depths of the bamboo forest are growing luxuriantly, there are still a little honeysuckle that have not yet bloomed, and the clouds surround the aftertaste, white camellia, black locust flowers, dense jujube flowers, and the rich fragrance of flowers are entangled, and the industrious bees and colorful butterflies are extremely excited, flying up and down.

The cicadas chirped in their throats, and the finches and insects played the most beautiful music of nature. The baby chickens next door also heard the call and paced towards the forest. But at this time, Butterfly and Little Green seem to be integrated into this ink painting, seemingly in it, but far away in the sky.

At this time, they have already practiced to the intermediate stage, which is the "root meditation". At this time, the realm of practice is to feel that there is nothing around you, and even yourself no longer exists, which is called "not reaching the ground". If you practice further, you will enter the "fundamental Zen". After entering this stage, it depends on the individual's understanding and the firmness of the mind.