Zhaoshui called Ah Tian's name, and it was called kindly.

Before the person came in, the voice was already warm: "Ah Tian, you shoveled the moss all the way, it's really hard for you." ”

Hearing this, the farmer in the Buddha hall was stunned. He glanced at Ah Tian ignorantly, scratched his scalp, and realized that this village girl was lying. As he spoke, Zhaoshui had already entered the Buddhist hall.

Ah Tian's face was embarrassed.

"Oh, little monk, where have you been? Well, this is the hazelnut I gave you, which is finely ground and is also a good grain. ”

When I saw the water, I immediately recited "Amitabha".

The farmer gave hazelnuts and didn't want to leave. He looked at Ah Tian who was cowering in the corner suspiciously, and seemed to understand something, and smiled at Zhaoshui: "Little monk, don't you want to marry a wife?" ”

Zhaoshui was stunned and paused: "Uncle Huang, where did you start with this?" ”

Zhaoshui is a monk, when he first came, he saw the villagers on and off the mountain, and he was called by the "donor". After a long time, they became familiar with each other, and they followed the customs, and the villagers changed their name to the vulgar.

"Oh, shine on the water, you see you're still embarrassed. This girl is born, so it can be seen that it is not ours here. You call her name again, so you two know each other. Even if you have the heart to be vulgar, it's not that you can't make it. After all, the life of an ascetic is not easy. I think back then, I also had the mind of becoming a monk, but if you clean the pot and cold stove, how can you have a wife who has a hot quilt on the kang? The middle-aged farmer looked at Ah Tian again, saying that her appearance was outstanding, and she matched Zhaoshui.

Zhaoshui was stunned, knowing that the farmer had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Wrong, wrong." The little monk worships the Buddha wholeheartedly, and only wishes that the green lantern will accompany him for life. How could Uncle say this? The little monk is gone, but it is not good to blaspheme this girl. ”

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Huang laughed.

"Zhaoshui, then what are you doing with a big girl in broad daylight?"

"This ...... This girl came here to join her relatives, but she didn't want her relatives to be absent, so she temporarily lived here with the little monk for a few days and left every few days. ”

"Oh."

Shōsui doesn't seem to lie. This statement inevitably leads to red faces and red ears, and knotted tongues.

Zhaoshui is nervous, and Ah Tian is also nervous.

Both of them knew that it was indeed inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to live in one place. But according to the kindness of the water, both sympathetic to Ah Tian, and now that the crisis has not been resolved, if she is asked to leave, it will undoubtedly push her into the miserable wind and rain.

There is a beginning and an end. When Ah Tian has something to rely on, he is relieved and will definitely send her away.

The gossip farmer saw that there was a difference in their expressions, so he coughed and stood on the side, babbling on his lips. "Little monk, I don't know if what you said is true or false? Anyway, you live in the temple alone, and if you want to return to the vulgar and do asceticism, you are always the one who has the final say. ”

There was still a hint of persuasion in the farmer's words.

The name of the hill here is "Drum Mountain" because the shape of the mountain resembles the bulge of steamed buns. Monk Zhaoshui has been coming to Gushan for three years, although he is pedantic, but sincere and hardworking, and a little medical skills, the villagers near and far treat him well.

"Uncle, you need to believe in the little monk. The monks don't speak. She was taken in out of a benevolent heart to the Buddha. "Shine on the water's words sincerely.

Uncle Huang also nodded.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was redundant to stand here: "Since the things have been delivered, then I will go." ”

He just stepped out of the Buddhist hall, but sniffed his nose again, turned his head, and smiled at Zhaoshui again: "I smell the aroma of cooking porridge, but this Ah Tian ...... The girl cooked it? ”

The gossip farmer had already memorized Ah Tian's name from the mouth of the water.

Ah Tian was flustered again, she didn't want to damage Zhaoshui's reputation.

"Uncle, if Ah Tian can't defect to his relatives, he can be regarded as sending someone under the fence, so he should do some work, and he can't just cook and sweep the floor, it's all within his own responsibility, and he should be."

When the farmer heard this, he only felt that Ah Tian's words were too serious, but he was a little twisted, so he wanted to laugh.

But I didn't want a mouse to sneak in from the wooden window of the Buddhist hall at this time, and slipped under Ah Tian's feet. Ah Tian didn't see it clearly, thinking that it was some kind of monster, he screamed "oops" and stepped on the throne at the bottom of the Buddha statue with both feet.

The statue of the Buddha shook, its body and limbs loosened, and it made a babbling sound, and it was about to collapse.

Shō Shui was shocked.

In an instant, the bulky Buddha statue was about to fall on Ah Tian's body.

Zhaoshui hurriedly shouted: "Ah Tian, be careful!" ”