learned the lesson of the stone homework Fang Monando's mouth, so she began to subconsciously avoid the stone, she was afraid that the stone would mention the matter of reading. Fortunately, the stone is very fast, and the stone has to be taken care of. made Fang Menan's heart relax.

At noon, she ate a delicious meal of fried noodles made by her grandmother, which really made Fang Monan burst into tears and missed her a lot. Got up from a nap, and the stone was taken to play, Fang Monan was even more relieved The child is playing like crazy, that is, if the parents don't look for it, they won't. I thought about the things in the space again, and it was not yet night, and it was painful and tormented to endure a chaotic, long day.

When the hustle and bustle falls, the moon is on the willow tops.

At this time, there were few TVs in every household, and there was no black and white TV in my aunt's village. Even the lights can't be turned on if they can't be turned on, for fear of consuming electricity. Fang Monan looked at the soles of his grandmother's shoes, his aunt weaving, and the sound of the squeaky loom, and it didn't sound until it was dark.

Fang Monan has been sitting obediently in front of his grandmother and does not go out to feed the mosquitoes. As soon as it got dark, the village fell silent. She had no choice but to follow her grandmother and honestly sleep first.

It was almost 3 o'clock in the morning, which was the most sleepy time for people, Fang Monan opened his eyes and dodged into the space again, a day in the space was equivalent to an hour in the outside world. That way she has plenty to stay in well.

In fact, in the space, you can see everything that happens outside, but for fear that grandma will wake up suddenly, Fang Monan still recited a 'soothing mantra' with peace of mind. ’

Fang Monan took a deep breath and exhaled a breath of turbidity, which was indeed fresher than the air outside. The five elves did not appear, and it is estimated that they listened to the master's words and cultivated well. After all, they have a deep relationship with their former owner and want to reunite as soon as possible.

Since Fang Monan has become the new owner of the space, as long as she thinks in her heart, this space seems to be connected with her heart, and she will do it independently. For example, wherever she wants to go, as long as she meditates on that place, she will be teleported in an instant; She wants to harvest the grain, and as long as she meditates, the grain will be harvested automatically, transported to the warehouse, and so on. The stronger the spirit and the more the mind, the more things can be done. And spiritual power can become stronger through cultivation.

Fang Monan entered the study, sat cross-legged on the chaise longue, meditated and practiced. I saw a faint purple light surrounding her, according to the operation method taught by the master, the slightest air flow, like the internal force in martial arts, ran in the body for two weeks, introduced into the dantian, and felt the dantian hot. She opened her eyes, refreshed and full of energy.

Fang Monan took out the golden antique pocket watch that she had found in the bedroom before, and when she saw that it had been four hours, she felt a little hungry, and teleported to the kitchen, concentrating, thinking about what she wanted to eat, and saw the pots and pans in the kitchen, performing a symphony, as if she was watching a magic blockbuster. After a while, she ordered the food, delivered it to her eyes, and tasted it, "Well, it tastes no, but it's not bad." ”

After Fang Monan was full, he soaked in the hot springs, and then went to the pharmacy and began to learn medical skills. Fast by, four hours in the blink of an eye.

walked out of the pharmacy, walked around for a while, and then returned to the study, looking at the qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, and piano placed in the study, she had never learned, if she wanted to learn, she had to find a teacher; Books, I took a calligraphy class in elementary school, now let's start by copying; Painting, at the elementary school level, the teacher commented that her talent for painting is not high, she lacks the spirituality in art, no matter how high she learns and how well she paints, she can only become a painter, and it is difficult to go further. However, she does not rely on it for her future livelihood, she just cultivates her self-cultivation and cultivates her sentiments.

The next consumption is in the study, there are a lot of ready-made calligraphy in the study, and it is also fun to practice calligraphy and read books.

Cultivating, practicing medicine, practicing calligraphy, reading books, and feeling tired, I meditated and cultivated, and soon my body recovered, which was better than sleeping.

Or continue to look through the famous calligraphy and paintings and jewelry in the space. One day went by quickly, and so did the next.

The five elves were still thinking about the words that the master told her when he was leaving, supervising her cultivation, but she didn't expect her to be so conscious, she didn't relax for a moment, and she was busy like a spinning top, which was really strange and rare. Of course, more importantly, their owner's vision is not bad.

When he felt that it was almost over, Fang Monan flashed out of the space, and it had been two hours since the outside world at this time. It was about five o'clock, and the sky was already bright, and she saw that her grandmother had not woken up yet, and when she saw that the bed was very big, she fiddled with simple and slow martial arts moves.

Fang Monan wanted to try not to use the technique outside, and in the case of danger, only martial arts could be used, and it would not be wasted during the day.

Soon, Grandma got up, Fang Monan also got up, put on clothes and plastic sandals, said good morning to Grandma, ran out to the backyard to play, jogging around the vegetable patch. Thinking of running around the village, don't think about it, she is afraid that her grandmother will worry.

Refining a breath inside, refining muscles and bones outside. Fang Monan has to cultivate both inside and outside, so that his body can be balanced.

Grandma looked at her in the distance, put down her doubts, and always felt that her granddaughter was indescribably different, as if she was too well-behaved and not naughty.

Grandma looked at the strange granddaughter, she secretly went to the backyard to take a look, and saw Fang Monan wandering around the vegetable patch. I went out every morning for several days in a row.

What the hell is her granddaughter, it seems to have changed these days, as if she has suddenly grown up a lot, sensible, and doesn't go out to run crazy or play crazy. She thought it was just a child going out for a walk, but in her eyes, it was a walk. The children are just playing, and it is estimated that it will not last for a few days, but it can be counted as five days.

But it was awkward, and her suspicion was crazy, and sometimes she inadvertently saw her smirking, frowning, and distressed. It didn't work, she couldn't wait any longer. Grandma couldn't sit still, so I'll take her to see the goddess today.

Everyone had breakfast, "Second sister, today I will take Nannan to the temple in the village to meet the goddess." Grandma said to her aunt.

Nannan is uncomfortable, evil spirit? I look very good," Grandma asked in wonder, she looked at Fang Menan standing next to her, her face was ruddy, white and chubby, so cute, no worse than her granddaughter.

There is a Nuwa Niangniang Temple in their village, so much so that ten miles and eight villages call this village Niangniang Temple Village, and the serious name of the village is forgotten. As for whether it is really related to Nuwa Niangniang, everyone has not verified it.

However, there is a goddess in this temple who has some Taoism, and it is very effective to cure some children who cry at night, are stunned, and call a soul.

"She's obedient, not naughty at all. I just can't rest assured, go and say goodbye, and I'm at ease. Grandma said worriedly.

"I think you're worrying about it, the child is well-behaved, and it's not good. I want to exchange with you, my little granddaughter is wilder than a boy, and I can't find it in a blink of an eye. "Grandma said that it was actually better than her own children." Go and ask for peace. ”

Fang Monan listened to the conversation between the two of them, and his heart trembled with fright. She doesn't deserve grandma's suspicion, is her tone too well-behaved, do you have to let her go to Xue, Ernier plays every day, sweats, runs muddy. 'Hmm' she thought about that scene and shook her head, she would rather go to the Niangniang Temple and see the goddess, which is probably a big rope jumper.

Grandma is very superstitious, in her previous life, she often went to the temple, and sometimes even lived in the temple, regardless of the god worshiped in the temple, she worshipped. Because most of the temples were built on the mountain, and there were no good roads to reach directly by car at that time, most of them were on foot, so they were exercised, so everyone didn't stop her, and she had to have a spiritual sustenance.

Niangniang Temple is not far from where they live, about ten minutes walk, Fang Monan accompanied his grandmother all the way. The temple is very small, some are dilapidated, only a small courtyard, as soon as you enter the door is the 'big hall', which enshrines Nuwa Niangniang, the colorful fetal body of the clay sculpture, which has been in disrepair for a long time and has been a little mottled, the eyebrows and eyes are fine, and the eyebrows are kind.

Behind the main hall, there are several low bungalows, one of which must be the residence of the goddess.

They are very lucky today, according to their aunt, usually this one, she is usually in the village. The door was not closed, and when I walked to the door, I saw an old man dressed in ashes sitting on the kang inside, with messy hair, eyes closed, a quiet and kind face, and words in his mouth.

Fang Monan listened carefully, and it turned out to be: Heart Sutra. 'Contemplation of Freedom Bodhisattva. When walking deep in Prajnaparamita. See that the aggregates are empty. Overcome all suffering. Relic. The color is not different from the emptiness. Empty and not heterochromatic. Color is emptiness. Emptiness is color. Knowing what to do. And so it goes. Relic. It is the emptiness of all laws. Neither born nor destroyed. Unclean and unclean.' This made Fang Menan, who was originally judged by his appearance, put away his contempt. I didn't expect that this down-and-out temple might hide a big Buddha. Heart Sutra, the full text of 200 words, waited for a while.

"You're here." The voice was simple and vicissitudes, with a posture that she had been waiting for a long time, her eyes were slightly open, and her eyes were leaking, and when she saw Fang Monan, she flashed and closed again.

"You're here, please help me see my granddaughter, is there something wrong, don't skip words. Grandma said to her with reverence for the gods and Buddhas, and then grandma babbled about the things she had seen these days and the worries in her heart.

The goddess opened her eyes again and looked at Fang Monan. This time they saw each other in each other's eyes.

Fang Monan has been washing the marrow and cultivating his pulse, and he has been cultivating in the space for a few days, and his temperament and appearance have changed slightly, and he is still a pseudo-Lori. So now in the eyes of the goddess, her temperament is even more calm and atmospheric, and her eyebrows are faintly noble.

In Fang Monan's eyes, this sloppy, ordinary-looking goddess actually revealed the appearance of a fairy wind and a hermit in her eyes.

"Good, good." The goddess was unfathomable and kept nodding. "Unspeakably expensive"

Grandma was confused, "What do you mean?" My granddaughter is fine" "Hehe... That's good, Amitabha Buddha "put his hands together in front of his chest, with a relieved face, as for what she said is unspeakably expensive, grandma doesn't care, as long as people are fine."

'Expensive, of course expensive, who can have the same magical experience as her. Fang Monan didn't take it to heart, her life was up to her.

"The deity just gave her a face, and the result is unspeakably expensive."

"That's good" Who's good to listen to, grandma smiled like a flower.

"Listen to her in everything, and the old man will be blessed"

"Listen to her, she... She...... Only a few years old. Grandma pointed at Monan, and then looked at the goddess, let her listen to a child, and turned a deaf ear, and didn't take it seriously at all.

Whatever, grandma thought that as long as her granddaughter was okay, it would be done.

The goddess didn't say anything about it when she saw her grandmother's disapproving expression, facts speak louder than words, only if she has experienced it, she will.

Fang Monan listened to the words of the 'goddess', smiled and said nothing, it was beneficial to her and said that it would be better if she could pull her grandmother to the united front as the goddess said. But looking at grandma's appearance, I can only take my time and take my time. Fang Monan respectfully bowed to the goddess to express his gratitude.

Grandma was very satisfied with this worship, her granddaughter was fine, and the result was unexpectedly good, although it was not effective, but who didn't like to listen to good words, and after putting the 'sesame oil money' on the windowsill of the goddess, she happily led Fang Monan home.

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The wheat has been dried on the field, and the wheat holiday is almost over. It's time to pay the grain again.

After dinner, everyone was discussing how to pay the public rations. Shi jumped up and down happily when he heard this, because only at this time did Shi Dad take him to the township five miles away for a walk.

As soon as Fang Monan heard that he was going to pay the public grain, he also wanted to go and see it, so he pestered his grandmother and asked, Grandma, can we go and see it? ”

When grandma heard this, she put on a straight face and said goodbye to mischief, how can there be anything good-looking, isn't it just to hand over the public grain and pull the grain to the township grain station. ”

"Then don't you give money," Fang Monan asked curiously.

"Oh my silly boy." My aunt and grandmother said that I didn't hear the 'pay for the grain', where did the money come from for the 'public' family. ”

"Isn't that an agricultural tax?" Fang Monan lowered her head and muttered quietly, but her voice was too small for anyone to hear.

Da Chengzi looked at her, but she thought she wanted to go but her aunt didn't let her go, so she was sad? Thinking about going with someone, "It's okay Auntie, we are driving a mule cart to pay the public grain." Put Xiao Nannan on the mule cart, and her weight is still worth it. ”

"I'll go, I'll go." Not to be outdone, Ernier said.

"Okay, all go, all go, anyway, it's not far away, it's only five miles." Da Chengzi said.

The next day, early in the morning, Da Chengzi and the people from the same village packed the public grain to be handed over into a woven bag and a woven bag and tied it to the mule cart. Then put Fang Monan and Ernier on the beam, and let the two little girls hold on to the rope that tied the grain.

Grandma looked at Fang Monan, who was trembling on the grain bag, and was not at ease, so she finally followed.

Walking to the country road, Fang Monan saw that the people in the village were all going in groups, and along the way she saw some people using flat poles to carry them, and there were three or four hundred catties of grain on the wheelbarrow, and her father was pushing in the back, and the half-grown young man was pulling in front.

On the way, when encountering difficulties such as going up and downhill, everyone also had a help, and everyone went to the township grain station five miles away in a place.

At this time, the roads in the countryside, loess and gravel roads, are potholed on sunny days, muddy on rainy days, and it is not easy to walk empty-handed. Fang Monan sat on the grain bag, encountered a pothole, grabbed the rope, and his body was shaken. was so frightened that the grandmother next to her shouted to Nannan to hurry up and don't fall off. ”

At this time, the peasants' enthusiasm for planting grain and handing over grain was very high, and everyone talked and laughed, and there was a scene of harvest and joy.

Unlike in the late 80s, grain prices could not go up, and peasants increased output but did not increase income, which discouraged peasants' enthusiasm for growing grain. On the contrary, the invasion of European and American capital took the opportunity to seize the market, just like soybeans, and the pricing power finally fell into the hands of others.

As former US Secretary of State Henry Kissinger said: Whoever controls oil controls all countries. Whoever controls the food controls everyone controls it. Whoever controls financial currencies controls the whole world. Whoever controls the water is in control of life.

Although the later generations benefited farmers, reduced the burden, and the three rural policies emerged in an endless stream, the farmers were still weak.

The Chinese peasants are simple, kind, and lovely people, but they are also the most bitter and tired people, and the formulation of policies has made them a group to be slaughtered. The process of industrialization and urbanization has long been based on the policy of "supplementing labor with agriculture" and "supplementing the city with rural areas", and it is still continuing in later generations: the labor force of migrant workers is wanted, not migrant workers; We want the land of the peasants, not the peasants who have lost their land. The countryside still has the status of urban "colonies".

Hey, Fang Monan's head was knocked, thinking nonsense? Maybe it's because I see their happy and happy smiles, I feel dazzling and emotional, and I have the opportunity to influence how many people and how many people can change.

Just when Fang Monan was fooling around, they arrived in the township.

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