After the morning class, Juanzi was about to go to the dining hall to help, but was stopped by the quietly coming Fahui Master, saying that the monk Guangzhi was looking for her.

Juanzi was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that the old monk was shaving for herself. So, the wind came to the abbot's room. After saluting, he said with joy on his face, "Master agrees to shave me?" ”

The old monk's eyes were slightly closed, and his voice was low and loud: "All fate will go with fate, and it is the same as a Buddha at home." ”

After being silent for a while, the old monk's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a calm voice: "The old man wants to invite Master Yao to go to the Thousand Buddha Cave in Fuyuan County to deliver a letter, I wonder if you are willing to work hard?" ”

Juanzi pondered slightly, and said happily, "I'm willing to go, when will Master leave?" ”

The old monk said without thinking: "Go down the mountain today and take the shuttle bus tomorrow morning." As he spoke, he took out the letter from behind him and handed it to Juanzi.

Juanzi took the letter, looked at the old monk suspiciously, and muttered, "Send the letter, can I come back?" ”

The old monk stroked his long hair and said, "Everything is decided, and you will be at peace with what happens." ”

Juanzi was confused and left the abbot's room. After packing his bags, he hurried down the mountain. The next day, when the sun was still a pole high, the conductor shouted that the Thousand Buddha Cave had arrived.

Juanzi got out of the car in a daze, and saw that not far from the side of the road, there was indeed a stone tablet, with three vigorous and powerful characters on the Thousand Buddha Cave.

Juanzi looked along the not wide gravel road, and in the lush woods, a corner of the eaves was faintly exposed. Suddenly he had all his strength, tidied up his clothes a little, and walked straight into the woods.

Bypassing a few thick willow trees,* the solemn mountain gate has stood far away among the green trees and cypresses.

Juanzi walked a few steps and just went up the small slope in front of the mountain gate. When I looked up, I saw a monk master who was thin and small, but had the appearance of a fairy wind and bones, standing in the middle of the road like a stone sculpture.

Juanzi took two steps forward with some hesitation, bowed to Master and asked, "May I ask Master, is Master Guanghui in the temple?" ”

The monk who stood quietly raised his chest with one palm and said loudly: "Amitabha, the old man is Guanghui, and he has been waiting for the donor here for a long time. ”

Juanzi hurriedly saluted again and handed over the letter with both hands.

Monk Guanghui opened the letter and glanced at it, and then shone at the sun. An elusive smile crossed the corners of his mouth. muttered to himself: "Senior Brother Guangzhi is really troublesome, and he grows his own bitter fruits and reaps them by himself." ”

Seeing Juanzi looking at herself in a daze, Monk Guanghui sighed lightly and said, "You live in this temple first, and I have something to trust when I turn back." With that, he walked towards the mountain gate.

Juanzi followed behind silently, but she couldn't stop muttering in her heart, the envelope was obviously a blank piece of paper, but Monk Guanghui looked at it with relish. He also said that if he has something to trust, it won't be for me to bring a blank piece of paper back.

The silence of the temple made Juanzi temporarily let go of the doubts in her heart. She followed a female monk into an elegant and chic courtyard.

Zhao Xiaotian said that he didn't let Xiangzi work in the field, and he was idle for two days, which was really uncomfortable. So, he found Zhao Xiaotian and said: "Big brother, I know you are kind, but I can't just eat and sleep like this, sleep and eat idlely, and after a long time, there will be problems with idleness." Besides, no matter what, I'm also a decentralized labor reform element. If you are so idle, sooner or later you will attract hemp. Lai is so good that he can't grind a brick under your chin. In terms of face, you have to get by. ”

Zhao Xiaotian smiled disapprovingly, and said, "Don't care about him, let's talk about this one-third of an acre of land." What hemp is not a hemp, we don't pee on him at all. ”

Xiangzi sighed abruptly and said, "It's a new government now, and it's different from the past, but it can be done by temperament. What you do now, you have to pay attention to a policy, and you must learn to actively cooperate with the government and do everything according to the policy. You can't let people hold on to their braids. It doesn't hurt to make a urine bubble, and it smells bad. ”

Zhao Xiaotian groaned for a while, as if he suddenly remembered something, slapped his head, and said, "Otherwise, you will follow the dumb man to herd the cattle, right?" There are more than a dozen cows in the village, and they are all dumb on weekdays, so you can follow him if you have nothing to do. ”

Shoko listened, grinned, and said, "Well, this job is not bad, I like it." ”

So, Xiangzi began, a bag of food and a pot of water every day, a whip and a book of fairy days.

Shuzhen saw that Xiangzi had something to do, and in addition to preparing food and drink for him in the morning and evening, she didn't want to be idle. With the sister-in-law and a group of old men and women, they played in the warehouse and rubbed the straw rope.

To beat the mustache is to divide the soft simmered grass into two small strands, head to head, braided into a simple bundle of rope, dried and stored. When the wheat is harvested in the following year, it is used to tie the sheaves.

When it comes to straw ropes, it can be exquisite, the old men first put the grass stewed in water, put it on a stone slab, hammer it into coarse fiber with a wooden hammer, and then rub it into a rope embryo by hand. Then, tie the rope embryo to the stirring wheel and fill it with full strength. A group of three is formed into a three-strand grass rope.

You also have to admire the wisdom of the countrymen, in those days, the grass rope was the main rope used in the countryside agriculture. Not only is it soft and durable, but it is also very tensile resistant. Some poor and sour people still use it as a trouser belt.

Shuzhen is ingenious, and it didn't take long for her to learn to play hard. Moreover, the hand and foot are faster than some veterans.

Chunhua's sister-in-law is straightforward and fast-talking, and sometimes she speaks openly. Seeing that these days, Shuzhen is also familiar with everyone, so she couldn't help but mumble at her: "I said Shuzhen sister, count it up, you are not a small boss." How long have you and my brother Xiangzi been working on? In my opinion, just open the door to the partition wall of the two houses. If you don't sleep on a kang, what kind of life is this? If you want to change me, I will sleep with a bed cover in the morning. ”

As soon as Chunhua said this, several elderly mothers-in-law were immediately recruited, and they shouted for a while: "Look at your beautiful appearance, who doesn't know, Lao Zhao Jiantian pounded you comfortably, you just can't leave the man's slut." A few days after Lao Zhao walked away, he saw that you were so anxious that you circled around the yard. ”

Chunhua was so anxious that she picked up a handful of mustaches, and then rushed to the woman who spoke, slapped in the air, blushed, and said with a smile: "The good land is all plowed, and if you are idle, you will be left behind." ”

Seeing the words of a few women, the more they talked, the more they were quoted to the kang. Chrysanthemum couldn't help but smile and said: "Individuals have their own way of living, and they can't let everyone live like us." ”

Seeing that Shuzhen kept pursing her lips and smiling, she didn't talk to them. smiled gently, and then said: "Sister Shuzhen and Brother Xiangzi, everyone is a person of faith, and what they value is the spiritual world, not the secular life of our ordinary people. Therefore, we can't understand what other people think, perhaps, other people's lives are far better than we imagined. ”

Chunhua listened, pursed her mouth, and said with a smile: "Listening to the mouth of Chrysanthemum, people who know and hyphenate are different, and they all speak in one set." I don't know what to teach or not, I only know that when people live, they have to dress and eat, and the days when their wives and children are hot on the kang are practical. ”

Chrysanthemum smiled "hehe" and said, "So my sister-in-law enjoys the heat of my wife and children's hot kang head, and Sister Shuzhen and Brother Xiangzi enjoy the freedom of pure heart and few desires." Who can say that other people's lives are not good. ”

Chunhua raised the mustache in her hand, slapped it on the chrysanthemum's leg, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I can't tell you when you are, are you the female talent of our village?" ”

As he spoke, he tugged Shuzhen's sleeve again, winked and smiled, and said, "Sister-in-law's mouth is so funny, sister-in-law, don't go to your heart." ”

Shuzhen smiled at her gently and said, "Sister-in-law said something there, aren't you also good for me." ”

When Chunhua heard this, she suddenly became energetic. Chong Juhua glared and shouted: "Everyone knows that I am good for her, but you are a dead girl, and you are strong with me." ”

Then, he turned his head and smiled mysteriously at Shuzhen, and said, "If you figure it out, I will let Lao Zhao give you two a lively happy event, and the whole village will be happy." ”

Before Shuzhen could speak, Chrysanthemum whipped the important piece in her hand on the ground and said, "I said sister-in-law!" Why are you coming back around? Aren't you embarrassing your family? ”

Shuzhen smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's have fun with everyone." ”

After a pause, Shuzhen glanced at Chunhua gently, smiled and said, "Thank you sister-in-law for your kindness, Chrysanthemum is right, people do have many ways to live." I feel like I'm having a good time now. ”

Chrysanthemum seemed to suddenly remember something, a little excited, and shouted: "Let Sister Shuzhen sing us a Huimin song?" It's good. ”

In the midst of everyone's coaxing, in the empty warehouse, the mountain song for a while, the northern eyebrows for a while, the beautiful and mournful tune, for a while, let the rafters of the sparrow also quiet.