Chapter 11 Delicious custard
When Matthew walked into his meditation room, he saw the woman instructing her subordinates to place the supplies for their daily living in various parts of the meditation room. When the www.biquge.info saw Ma Xiuyuan coming in, the woman showed joy and said, "Xiuyuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss your mother?"
"Think, Xiuyuan rings the bell every day, does my mother hear it?"
The woman's eyes moistened, and she said, "I can hear it, I can hear it." She beckoned to the maid carrying the food box.
"Mother brought you your favorite preserves, can you taste it?"
Ma Xiuyuan smiled and nodded, "Mother, can you come and see the Pudu Conference after March?" Xiuyuan is already a monk, and he will go to Languang Temple to participate in the Pudu Conference when the time comes. ”
"Xiuyuan is a monk?" the woman's eyes were full of surprise. You must know that most of the disciples of Buddhism can't even step into the monks in their lives, and can only be a monk who recites sutras and worships the Buddha. Matthew has opened the Buddha's heart in less than ten days?
Hengyuan on the side put his hands together for eleven salutes, "Before the little junior brother entered the Buddha's door, he had an epiphany." Master said that he was born with the talent of Buddha cultivation. ”
The woman's face showed joy, "So, Xiuyuan, your illness has improved?"
"Buddha's power to cleanse the meridians cannot be achieved overnight. Master said to wait for the opportunity. ”
The woman's eyes flashed with tears, and she said with a smile: "The two little masters are Xiuyuan's senior brothers." Jin Chun, bring the dishes to the chefs to the back kitchen. ”
The maid on the side saluted Hengyuan and Hengkong, and said with a smile: "The two little masters are here for me." ”
The two of them entered for a few years, and when they saw the "Tiger under the Mountain", their concentration was still not enough, their heartbeat was pounding, they quickly lowered their heads, and followed behind the maid silently.
Ma Xiuyuan chuckled a few times, "Jin Chun, senior brother likes to eat tofu, did you bring it?"
"Bring it!" Zhai Cai is naturally indispensable to tofu, Jin Chun looked back and smiled, almost letting the peeking Hengkong trip on the threshold, making a big red face.
"Sin, sin, sin. ”
After the subordinates finished arranging their things, they all retreated. Matthew sat on the woman's lap and ate candied fruit, "Mother, you haven't promised your child to come to the Pudu Conference in March." ”
The woman touched Ma Xiuyuan's head and said, "You." Although Languang Temple is not as famous as Daxiangguo Temple, the senior monks who presided over the Pudu Conference are all powerful and have pilgrims, so you Dingchan Temple ......" The woman shook her head and laughed silently.
Ma Xiuyuan wrapped the candied paper and muttered, "Mother don't look down on people, this time, our Dingzen Temple will definitely carry it forward!"
"Okay, good, silly boy, your illness is the most important, and my mother will definitely come when the time comes!" the woman opened the food box on one side, "You can't eat meat in the temple, you are young, and you have to replenish your body, this egg basket mother instructed the cook in the palace to make it for you, and the candied fruit will be eaten later." ”
"Oh. Matthew picked up the bowl and drank it with a grunt, suddenly his eyes widening. There was still egg custard on his lips, and he looked at his mother with a confused face.
The woman wiped her mouth for Matthew Yuan with a handkerchief, and said, "Is the custard delicious?"
"Delicious. ”
"Then drink more. ”
"Hmm. Matthew abruptly sucked the custard into his mouth. Where is the real egg custard, the shrimp, shredded meat and shiitake mushrooms in it are the secret of the incomparably delicious taste of this bowl of egg custard. However, in Matthew's life, there is no need for taboos. Don't shave, don't taboo, only cultivate the mind.
The woman was full of joy when she saw that Matthew Yuan was fine here. When everything was settled, he went down the mountain with the men. Matthew was sent to the outside of the mountain gate, and when he saw Xia Huzi's gesture, he understood that everything was in order, and his eyes narrowed into a line, "Mother, the child will not send you to the foot of the mountain." ”
"Xiuyuan is here to practice Buddhism and cure diseases, and he is at ease for his mother. In the future, the daily vegetarian fasting will send someone to the mountain for the mother's association. ”
Hearing this, the ugly face of the monk regained some complexion, "Then thank you to the donor." ”
"You're welcome, you're welcome. The master stays. The woman went down the hill with the help of the maid.
The monk had just been unable to speak, but now that there were no outsiders, he naturally had to speak, "Xiuyuan, this incense money is related to your treatment, why do you want to take it back?"
Matthew shook his head like a rattle, and said, "Master, Xiuyuan is already a Buddhist disciple of Dingzen Temple, so naturally he will not be reluctant to give up the money at home. You'll find out in three months, Master. These days, there will be people delivering food, do we still need to spend money?"
Hengyuan touched his belly and leaned comfortably against the big tree by the mountain gate, "This meal, it's really comfortable." ”
The head monk knocked Hengyuan's head and said: "If you don't cultivate your mouth and mind, don't you go back to chanting and worshiping the Buddha?" diligence can make up for clumsiness, the two of you are more and more clumsy, the lazier you are, from tomorrow onwards, the Buddha's power will not grow again, and you will still have pickles and white porridge!"
"Master, don't. ”
"Master. Xiuyuan, you persuade Master, after eating such delicious vegetables, where can you get into the pickle gruel?"
Ma Xiuyuan sneered, "Senior brother, carry me up the mountain quickly, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with Master." ”
"Okay!" Hengyuan immediately put the little little Matthew Yuan on his shoulders and walked towards the mountain gate.
"Senior brother, what does egg custard taste like?"
"Egg custard is worse than eggs, senior brother, don't eat it. Matthew Yuan grinned. If you steal meat by yourself and bring the two senior brothers, it is estimated that the monk will know about it and will be mad.
This egg custard is better to enjoy it for yourself.
"Xiuyuan, this master is really right, that beautiful female benefactor is really the same as a flood beast, I have silently recited the Heart Sutra several times, and this soul has almost been hooked. Hengkong talked about the golden spring on the side, and his face turned red. Monks are also human beings, not to mention that when they are young, it is normal to have some desires.
"Giggles, senior brother, you have violated the lust precepts, and you haven't thought about it in front of the Buddha. ”
"Begging for a beating! I didn't break the vows. Hengkong slapped Matthew Yuan, who was pouting.
The brothers and sisters were fighting and making trouble, and Dingzen Temple was a little more angry than before.
This anger seems to also include the new neighbors at the foot of the mountain.
An old man in cloth led a little girl who was also four or five years old into the grass house. The porcelain doll's eyes are like crescent moons, and they are very beautiful. She looked at the rape flowers in the field and pulled the old man's coat, "Grandpa, I want to go out and play." ”
"Go ahead, don't go too far. ”
The old man looked at the table, chair and bench that had just been delivered, put the bookbasket on the side, and took out a book and read it carefully. Suddenly remembering something, he hurried out of the house.
"Girl, do you know how to cook?"
The porcelain doll picking rape flowers had a confused expression, and when she heard the rice, she felt her stomach gurgling, and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, I'm hungry." ”
The old man in cloth knocked his head with a scroll in distress, "Only women and little dolls are difficult to raise!