Under the bright summer sunshine, the relaxation and joy brought by the rain and the sunny weather, as well as the shock and impact of what I saw today, make the hearts of the believers who came to Jinshan Temple today an inexpressible and enough to be able to show off in front of people for a period of time in the future.

The monks in the temple all announced the Buddha's name to thank the Bodhisattva for his gift, and the temple handymen moved the white rice and white radish that made the eyes of the farmers to the eaves in front of the main hall.

"I have to thank the Buddha!"

Master Jingran's eyes were about to smile, and he said such a sentence excitedly, Meng Fan nodded, signaled Brother Hua to step forward to help his grandmother, and he held his mother's arm behind Master Jingran, and then, in a swarm, everyone enthusiastically followed into the solemn Mahavira Hall, rows of kneeling, energetically chanting "Amitabha Buddha", "Bodhisattva Manifestation", "Bodhisattva Blessing" and other words of gratitude!

With this move, after the big guy finished worshipping the Buddha, Grandma Li and her eldest daughter-in-law were surrounded by others in the courtyard of the temple, all of them congratulated their daughters on the blessing of the Bodhisattva. The fourth aunt stood there with a little excited Hua Ge'er, also smiling.

Master Jingran went to the kitchen in the backyard of the temple, saying that it was for today's pilgrims to make a meal in the temple at noon with some food given by the Bodhisattva, and the old monk with white hair and the middle-aged Taoist priest were sitting on the stone pier under the eaves of the corridor on the left.

"The Buddha said, good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded, Xiao Feng'er——, do you plan to use what you can to benefit one side?"

"Master, my name is Mengfan...... Mengfan blinked lightly, I don't understand what this old monk who looks kind has to look at himself but always calls his name wrong, think about it, maybe people are old and a little confused, so she just smiled inclusively, and continued: "The little girl is just an ordinary daughter of an ordinary farmer's family, don't say whether she has a broad and compassionate mind, even if she has, The little girl must first do a good job of being the most basic person of her own peasant daughter, filial piety to her parents, respect for her elders, and support her younger brother. ”

Seeing that the master put away his smile and looked at himself with displeasure, the middle-aged Taoist priest's body suddenly revealed some dissatisfaction and coercion, Meng Fan smacked his tongue secretly, not understanding why these two monks in front of him who he had never seen before were so familiar with him. It seems that if she doesn't explain to herself, it always seems that she will offend the two in front of her, so she lowered her eyes and whispered:

"Now in our family, there is still a meal of sweet potato porridge, sorghum cake, sauerkraut and kimchi, I can't bear it, my younger brother is young, my mother is pregnant, they all need all kinds of food to provide nutrition, you two, my family's food and clothing problem has not been solved, not to mention the poor situation of the house is shabby, the house is blowing strong wind and heavy rain, and the house is dripping with light rain.

The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed lightly, and the invisible coercion that Meng Fan felt suddenly lessened, only to see him sigh again, and then he looked at the old monk and said: "I said old monk, she is still young after all, even if you become accustomed to compassion, then you have to give her time to adapt to the suffering of this world, don't you?" "The old monk is so measured, and he doesn't look at how old this child is now.

The old monk glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest, blowing his beard and glaring at him so cutely.

"The time hasn't come yet, I didn't say it's now, anyway, there are still a few years left." He didn't care how cloudy his words would be after Meng Fan heard them, and turned his face to Meng Fan: "Time flies, five years for you to be free, how about it?" Hehe......"

"What do you mean?" Only five years to be reborn? Or will you be able to go back to modern times in five years? Or five years later......

Suddenly, I got a chestnut on my forehead, and I looked at the monks in front of me who were all sitting in a good state without any movement, but there was a hint of reproach in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Don't tell you to have any messy thoughts in front of the Buddha, with your intelligence and wisdom, how can you always have vulgar thoughts?" Can't think of anything else? ”

"Uh......" Meng Fan wondered, he still didn't understand, he didn't bother to think about it, so he simply asked: "Can you two not play dumb riddles with the little girl?" What do you have to say to the little woman...... her eyes sparkled back and forth on the faces of the old monk and the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Don't leak it!" Almost in unison.

What makes Mengfan depressed, what is the difference between this answer and not answering? Forget it, don't think about it, hold your breath and exhale......

"Little monk—" The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and shouted to a young monk not far away, "Don't go to the backyard and let Monk Jingran order to cook two more meals." ”

Turning his head to look at the cliff, a clump of reeds swaying in the wind, no one. Meng Fan slowly turned back in confusion.

Catching up with her slightly suspicious little face, the old monk smiled: "Girl, your domineering scholar father and your dashing fourth uncle are here together." ”