The girl on the ridge took out the persimmon in her pocket, put it aside, picked up a red soft persimmon, plain white and slender fingers, broke the persimmon stem, slowly tore the skin open, and ate the delicious and juicy persimmon one bite after another.

Actually, it's not all bad here, "Oh, here it is." At first, the army thought it was an enemy attack, and quickly fled to the side, and the ducks who avoided turned their heads to look at a touch of red in the green bushes for a while, and finally, there was a duck's little head in the melon that remembered what that touch of orange was, and an arrow stepped forward, stretched out and took away the persimmon skin on the ground, escaped the siege of the ducks, and successfully enjoyed the skin of the first persimmon.

The delicacy finally attracted the ducks, and they tilted their heads below Yuehua, staring at the movements of their masters' hands, ready to step forward at any time, and be sure to eat the delicious food.

In front of everyone's eyes, Tang Yuehua didn't continue his previous actions, but instead took out his own dry food, and popularized science to the ducks while eating, "I want to eat persimmons, don't worry, the famous doctor mentioned in the "Famous Doctor's Directory", 'persimmon fruit flavor sweet liang'......" Speaking of this, he even paused, "I guess you already have a deep understanding, right?" As he spoke, he picked up the persimmon on the side and shook it a few times at the ducks, and left ...... Right...... Left...... Right, left and right, the ducks are seen as rattles, swaying from side to side.

"Cough cough, persimmon slightly cold, non-toxic, has the effect of clearing heat and moistening the lungs, dissolving phlegm and relieving cough, mainly treating cough, heat and thirst, vomiting blood and mouth sores. Do you know? Looking at the ducks staring at him, Tang Yuehua even asked a few words, he was really a good teacher, regardless of whether there was a communication barrier.

After talking for so long, she didn't mean to continue eating persimmons, still biting her dry food, and the ducks saw that this person had no intention of continuing to eat, so they scattered in all directions.

"I haven't finished yet, although persimmons are the fruit of the lungs and spleen, but it is not advisable to eat more on an empty stomach, my lunch is not used yet, when I eat this cake, I will eat persimmons." Yuehua danced the cake in her hand, beckoning the ducks who walked away, her dark face was full of annoyance, thinking that her classmates were rushing to listen to her electives, but now there is no one who can listen to what she wants to say, thinking of this, Tang Yuehua's hand hung down, and her mood was a little low.

On the path above the ridge made a "flutter" sound, I don't know when stood a small novice, just now he looked at the little donor on the ridge, to a group of ducks muttered a call, sometimes waving his arms, sometimes raising the persimmon on the side, I don't know where to say, it looks very interesting.

Hearing the voice, Tang Yuehua hurriedly put down the gauze on his shoulder, he really didn't want people to point fingers at his appearance, and turned to look at the person behind him, it turned out to be a little novice.

She hurriedly stood up and saluted the little novice, but did not speak.

"Amitabha, the little donor doesn't have to be polite." As he spoke, he looked at the person in front of him curiously.

Little donor, this child actually called himself a little donor, and he couldn't open his mouth right now, and then he thought that his current age was indeed not big, only about ten years old, but this little master is estimated to be a few years older.

"Little donor, were you talking to the duck just now? Do you speak duck language? The little monk's eyes looked at him brightly, and his big eyes blinked and blinked, and he was very curious.

"So cute" Tang Yuehua couldn't help but say a word, and immediately stopped talking again.

"Little donor, the little monk didn't understand your words." The little monk felt a little depressed when he said this, it seems that the master said that his practice is not enough, and Huigen is also a little poor, and he must study hard, thinking about it and nodding, who knows that he will really become a famous monk in the future, and the opportunity of life is sometimes so wonderful.

Tang Yuehua looked at the little monk through the gauze of the fence, so cute, I really wanted to touch his head and pinch his face, his skin was so good, pure and natural, "alas", she sighed when she thought of her face.

When the little monk heard the sigh, he immediately asked with concern, "Little benefactor, but if you have any troubles, you can talk to the little monk, although the little monk's Buddhism is not as profound as the master, but maybe you can solve the doubts for the little stone pillar." "The master once said that all sentient beings are suffering, and the monks are compassionate, relieving them of their worries and letting go of the anguish in their hearts, so that all sentient beings can be wholehearted for good.

I don't know, little monk, can you still send me back? This task is beyond the scope of service. The man under the fence shook his head.

For Yuehua's silence, the little monk did not continue to ask anything, the master said that everything has its own law of change and return, and the little donor is unwilling to say something must have some of his own reason, and follow the nature for his way.

"Little donor, presumably you are from Meishan Village, the little monk and the master are now living in the Meishan Temple in your back mountain, the little monk's master will be in the temple for the next period of time, the little monk's master is profound, and he will preach the scriptures in a few days, the little donor can go to the temple with his family to listen to the scriptures, maybe he can get something." The little monk thought that he could meet this little benefactor today, which was also a kind of fate, thinking that he could not solve his worries, and the master would definitely be able to.

Hearing the words of the little monk, Tang Yuehua thought, don't say that your master's Buddhism is profound, but it is not profound, my sister doesn't dare to go to the Buddhist temple now, my current situation, I can't imagine that I will be "illuminated" by the Buddha's light, and then it will be wiped out, not to mention that your master's Buddhism is still profound, and I still want to live well, and then slowly find a way to go back.

Tang Yuehua wanted to stretch out his finger and point at his throat, and began to repeat the old trick, wanting to say that his throat was uncomfortable, but the person in front seemed to have watched the conversation between himself and the duck for a long time, so he couldn't say that there was a problem with his throat, so he could only shake his head at the little monk.

The little monk looked at the person in front of him and shook his head at himself, didn't he believe what he said? I was anxious all of a sudden, "Little donor, the monks don't speak, although the cultivation of the little monk is shallow, my master's cultivation is really high!" In a hurry, I didn't even say the self-title of the little monk, and called me "me" directly, and I wanted to worship my master very much!

It's hard to be warm, if you don't talk anymore, the little Tang monk in front of me probably thinks that I am ignoring his master's ability and chasing ducks, how can I say it in the words here? Cut, Mao An? It doesn't seem right, forget it.

"Cut, Mao An."

"Cut? Mao An? ”

Tang Yuehua's words made the little monk confused, and he scratched his smooth head with a puzzled expression.