Yaozu had some dirty little hands, after asking the consent of the middle-aged woman. He stretched out his hand to the oiled paper bag that was spread on the stone steps. Pick up a piece of snack that just fell to the ground and send it to your mouth. The dim sum mixed with a trace of fine grit was gradually eaten by him in Yaozu's mouth. Although the fine grit makes it a delicious snack, it will be a little crimpy when you eat it. But the sweetness that he had never tasted before still made him very satisfied at this time.

I can't help but make him secretly in his heart... How can there be such delicious food? Listen to what this man said... It's a delicious thing called a confectionery. If I hadn't found out just now, this person hiding behind the stele would not have been able to eat such a delicious Dong at all... Dim Sum. But if it weren't for myself just now, this suddenly appeared... She called it a delicious snack, and it wouldn't fall to the floor...

"Yes, I'm sorry... I, I.. It's all me, my fault! ”

The more I thought about it, the more I felt ashamed, and apologized to the middle-aged woman who was also eating the oiled paper bag and breaking the snack.

"Sit down, I can't finish this bag of dim sum by myself. Let's eat together! You can't stop eating! If you hadn't scared me just now, this bag of snacks wouldn't have fallen to the ground. Sit down and eat with me. ”

The middle-aged woman smiled faintly at Yaozu, and at the same time pulled down Yaozu, who was still standing beside her.

"That, that..."

"What's that, why don't you sit down and eat together?"

"That's... Hmm..."

Although Yaozu was still very sorry in his heart, he still listened to the middle-aged woman's words, so he sat in the position just now. Reaching out to the oiled paper bag, the snacks that had just fallen to the ground and were stained with some dust.

"Don't just eat what is on the ground... Just now, you didn't mean to jump out to scare me. I don't blame you. Besides, you're younger than me, what's wrong with me, an adult, I should let you do something, right? Come, eat this piece, and this piece. ”

The middle-aged woman stopped talking, and stretched out her hand to the dusty snack. So as he spoke, he reached out to wrap some clean snacks in the oiled paper that had not fallen to the ground just now, and pulled them out with his fingers towards the side where Yaozu was sitting.

"I, I..."

"It's okay, let's eat! This snack is also what you should have today. I don't know, you ate this time today, and..."

The middle-aged woman spoke, but she couldn't help but stop. But talking about dim sum inevitably touched the deep wound in his heart. Inevitably, after a little silence, he sighed faintly and said weakly: "Eat..."

Yao saw that the middle-aged woman's face was bitter, but she didn't say much. Instead, he continued to eat the snacks in the oiled paper packet. And the middle-aged woman also silently picked out the broken snacks that fell on the ground from the oiled paper bag one by one in the oiled paper bag and ate it herself.

"You, where are you from?"

"I, me? No, I don't know... I, I only, only know, I, I changed, changed two, two homes..."

"Two homes?"

"Hmmm! First, the first home, I, I lived, lived for a long time... That, there is, there are fathers and monks, great, big mothers... Also, there is a mother, a mother... But, but I, I don't, can't live with them, live with them. Father, father, monk, let, let me live in, in a.. Black, in the dark room... I, I only, can only stay in the dark, dark room every day.

Later, later. I, my third uncle, is here. And so they took me from the first house to the second house. I, I'm there, yes, with Master, and, with many senior brothers. However, Keshi, Master, and Third Uncle are all dead. I, I, I'm just going to be sent, I'm going to send this, this third home, home is coming..."

"I see... That's it..."

Listening to Yaozu's stammering words, the middle-aged woman could be considered to have a rough idea. This monk, who doesn't even know where he came from, is just like himself. First of all, in the first real home, he was not loved by his relatives, but was locked in a dark room at home by his ruthless father and did not let him come out.

And from the words of this monk, you can also guess... He must have been born in a monastic home. The eldest mother was his father, the main wife of the father monk. And his mother-in-law... I can't say it, it's not even his father's concubine. A child who is not born to Mrs. Masamuro will definitely not be treated by Mrs. Masamu. Even that child's body also has her husband's blood flowing in it...

But the father of this monk is really ruthless. Anyway, this monk is also his own child, and he was so alone that he was locked in a dark room that never saw the light. Alone... I'm afraid that this monk didn't stutter like this. Because he rarely talks to people, he gradually fell into the problem of not being able to speak well.

And his third uncle was able to pick him up from his own monastery. It can also be seen that his third uncle still cherishes family affection. Later, he also found a master in another monastery, which was also thoughtful.

But it didn't work out... The monk and the third uncle died one after another, and I couldn't help but make the monk lose his support... Thus he was sent here, and was called a third home. But is this home? Myself.. It couldn't be clearer...

"You, are you, are you here?"

Yao saw that the middle-aged woman fell into deep thought again after listening to her answer. So after waiting for a while, he asked him about the doubts in his heart. After all, the stele forest on the mountain behind this temple is not easy for outsiders to enter. Only those who live in the monastery come here.

"Yes, I'm just like you, the one who lives here. But it's just a stay..."

The middle-aged woman smiled a little sadly, but she couldn't help but look at the dense old trees around her.

"You, you live here, too? That, that you..."

When Yaozu heard the middle-aged woman say that she also lived here. But I can't help but feel a little dark in my heart, if... She, like herself, lives in this monastery. Pour also... Perhaps, there is a chance to say goodbye.

"I am the Dharma servant in this temple, and I am planting the Buddha acres of land in this temple, and I am from the village. Hum! What a lawyer... It's just a nice name. To put it bluntly, it is just to please the monks and lords in the temple.. I..."

The middle-aged woman was a little weak, and replied to Yaozu's question. But she also calmly said her identity in the temple and her hatred for the temple. But I don't know why I can't talk anymore. A pair of eyes that have already become cloudy due to too much experience have been over, but they can't help but have a faint layer of wet mist.

For her, and for the farmers who planted the monastery and the Buddha's acres of land. It is a reality that the girls of the banker's family can't escape. When she was still very young, she was taken by the old Dharma attendant who came to the village and selected the Dharma attendant, so she was sent to the monastery by her parents. His parents and family members were also elected to the temple and received some tax reductions and exemptions from the monastery for their own land.

She couldn't remember the looks of her parents and family for a long time. Even her hometown has long been blurred in her memory. But she clearly remembered that the eleven sisters in the township who were selected were like her. And their names...

When she first came to the monastery, she was curious about everything around her. In the mountain lodge, they were not the only girls who were chosen. There were also a number of girls from different places, but they were all from the bank's family. She was there with everyone, and spent very harsh, even unkind days and nights together.

Whenever the morning comes, the old Dharma attendants in the hall will wake them up and start the day's teaching. She learned how to write and write from the old law in the waiter's house. I also learned it in the waiter's house.,All kinds of beautiful dance music.。 And there I know what awaits them...

Those sisters who are clumsy and have poor comprehension, because they are always poor in writing and literacy, or because they always can't remember mistakes when learning to dance, will be severely punished by the old lawyers. When he first arrived, he was beaten and starved because he couldn't write and write, and he couldn't remember all kinds of dancing.

Slowly, I was afraid of the bamboo whip in the hand of the old man, and I couldn't bear the hunger that I couldn't eat. As a result, I had to work hard all the time to learn how to read, write, and learn that, complicated and repetitive dance and music postures. Gradually, she mastered this, everything that had nothing to do with her.

And the sisters who were sent to the chamberlain at the beginning, day after day, month after month, year after year, some of them were taken away from the chamber by the old Dharma attendants because they were too clumsy, and disappeared from the chamberlain. Others did not withstand the harshness of the old Dharma attendants and died of illness. Some people chose to commit suicide because they couldn't endure such a life. In the end, all that can be left are the people who are about to become Dharma attendants.

In this almost endless day after day. She has also grown up from a child who was just ignorant and was sent by her family. When she was thirteen years old, she came to Red Aoi. In other words, she is already a name, a legal servant who is about to come out of the chamberlain.

She still remembered that on that day, she was almost always a cold-faced old lawyer. personally combed her head and brought her a beautiful jade hairpin. At the same time, her body, which was covered with many traces of sewing, had been washed away from the original color of the coarse cloth clothes, and was replaced by a very luxurious, diamond-patterned plain dress with dark gold veins.

Although it is plain, it is sewn with satin, and there are small scripture characters woven on the diamond pattern on the surface of the garment. Even her underwear has been replaced with a brand new moon white line. There is also the red pocket with vermilion embroidered lotus, which is also the first time she wears it, her daughter's private belongings.

It seems that everything around her is in the old law's dressing room, and it has become like a dream and not real. And in the big bronze mirror in front of him kneeling, his appearance was so real. It wasn't until the old servant who served her dressing and hair came to her and carefully painted her thrush and taught her how to print her lips with red paper, but she couldn't help but be attracted by the eyes of the old servant...