By the window, he threw the rice out of the window three times. Is this legend of Sami suppressing evil and driving away demons useful or useless? No one went to the test.

It was dawn and the rain stopped. In the morning after the rain, the sky is blue, the air is fresh, a round of red sun slowly rises from the back mountain of Yijiaping, suddenly, the glow is ten thousand ways, the surrounding mountains are refreshed, the breeze is light, making people feel very cool and comfortable. The muddy rain overflowed from the gap in the rice field, and the seedlings in the rice field were like thirsty children, opening their mouths and sucking the long-lost rain desperately. The croppers can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and they don't have to go to Zhangshu Spring to protect the water these days!

Chen Zenger carried the commonly used hoe and hurried out of the house. Along the way, he didn't care about enjoying the scenery after the rain, and made great strides to rush to a few rice fields in Yuanzhoubei, Xiangxingling, and Jiangwan to fill the lack of water storage, so as to ensure that this year's early crops would be less affected by drought and more grain.

"Second Uncle Zeng, look, last night's strong wind blew down the Lotus Nunnery!" Chen Qingwen, a distant cousin in the big house yard on the duck mud mound, said as he chased after him from behind. Only then did Chen Zenger turn his head and look at the Lotus Nunnery from a distance. I saw that the lotus hermitage with the claws and horns of the past was gone, and only the side halls on both sides of the nunnery stood there alone and motionless.

"Let's go, let's see." Chen Zenger said as he turned around and walked towards the Lotus Nunnery.

"Okay, I also wanted to take a look," after speaking, Chen Qingwen followed like a tail.

Lotus Nunnery is located at the foot of the pig-shaped mountain at the junction of Chenjiafang and Yijiaping. Legend has it that on February 19, 1405 (the fourth year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty), the presiding officer of Huacheng Temple in the west of Yuanzhou City, Nian Ci Shitai, took the little Ni Wuxin, passed under the pig-shaped mountain, and suddenly encountered a strong wind and rain. Nian Ci Shitai and Xiao Ni Wuxin had to condescend to a pavilion on the side of the road to shelter from the rain and wind. Nian Ci Shi Tai stood in the pavilion, facing Tiangang, while sheltering from the rain, while watching the scenery. The rice field next to the pavilion seems to have just been raked for the second round, the bottom of the field is flat, the field water is turbid, the wind blows, and the ripples ripple. Suddenly, a green dot appeared faintly on the right side of the paddy field, and when she looked closely, the green dot grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into three round and large green leaves, and then a flower path appeared in the middle of the green leaf, and the flower path slowly rose, and when it rose to a foot high, a white flower suddenly bloomed. "Ahh Lotus! Master Nian Ci was so stunned that he immediately pulled his disciples to kneel and bow to the "Amitabha Buddha ......"

The lotus flower is an aquatic herbaceous flower that blooms from June to September every year. According to folk legend, the lotus blossoms in the land without lotus, which is still a thousand-year-old wonder, a thousand-year-old wonder, indicating that this place is a treasure land of feng shui. If a temple is built here, the incense will be vigorous and will last for a long time.

After seeing Master Nianci, he was overjoyed in his heart and told his disciples to keep secrets and not to make a noise. And made up his mind to build a temple here.

The following year, Nenji fulfilled his promise and built a temple in the rice fields where lotus flowers bloomed at the foot of Mt. Inogata and named it Lotus Nunnery. The lotus nunnery covers an area of more than 1,200 square meters, the main hall is two in the north and south, there is a patio in the middle, the upper hall is the Goddess of Mercy Palace, the lower hall is the Yuantong Treasure Palace, the west side is the Amitabha Palace; The east side is the pavilion such as the dining hall and the dormitory.

In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the Lotus Nunnery experienced a fire that reduced the entire nunnery to ashes, and the current nunnery was rebuilt after the fire. In the middle of the Qing Dynasty, the main hall before and after was overhauled. Compared with the surrounding ancient temples and temples, although the scale is not large, the incense is vigorous, especially to the Guanyin Bodhisattva to make a wish for a child, and the drawing of lots to ask for a hexagram is very effective.

Although the Lotus Temple is located at the junction of Chenjiafang and Yijiaping, it is closer to Yijiaping in terms of straight-line distance. However, the jurisdiction of the nunnery has always been under Chenjiafang and Chenjiashan. It has nothing to do with the people of Yijiaping.

A few hundred meters away, in a moment, Chen Zenger and Chen Wenqing's uncle and nephew came to the gate of the nunnery.

"Amitabha, the donor is early" Master Hui Jing of the Lotus Nunnery saw that someone was coming, so he walked out of the dormitory and greeted Chen Zenger and Chen Wenqing.

"Amitabha," Chen Zenger replied as he clasped his palms together and asked, "You didn't hit people when you collapsed, did you?" ”

"Bodhisattva bless, fortunately, no one was hurt, but the upper and lower main halls were razed to the ground, and the losses were heavy, which is a pity." Hui Jingshi replied softly with a sad face.

"If only it didn't hurt anyone! It's a blessing! Chen Zenger comforted Mrs. Hui Jing while staring at the rubble, broken wood, and broken materials all over the ground.

"How can a gust of wind blow down a temple?" Chen Qingwen asked dumbfoundedly.

"Maybe it's because it's in disrepair!" Master Hui Jing simply answered the reason for the collapse.

Chen Zenger also nodded, expressing the same opinion with his own experience as a mason for one or two decades. And with the hoe in his hand, he gently shoveled a wooden pillar that fell in front of him, and several pieces of soft and black wood fell from the pillar, through the wooden block, I saw termites like grubs in a big dung cellar, wriggling, and rolling out from the depths of the pillar.

"Ahh No wonder it collapsed, the pillars had been hollowed out by termites, and the wood was rotting. Chen Zenger said as he bent down to pick up the piece of wood that had been shoveled down and handed it to Mrs. Hui Jing.

Mrs. Hui Jing took the wooden block and looked at it, then pinched it with her hand, shook her head helplessly and said: "All blessings and misfortunes have a cause, this is a fixed number, and it is also the will of heaven, the will of heaven cannot be violated, the will of heaven cannot be violated!" Lotus Nunnery is destined to have this catastrophe! ”

"All blessings and misfortunes have a cause, and the will of heaven cannot be violated?" Chen Zenger listened to Mrs. Hui Jing's words, stared at the messy rubble in front of him, and never understood that the Lotus Nunnery has such a long history, such a strong incense, and so many fields, why not repair it earlier? Do you have to let it collapse? Could it be that way from heaven to heaven? He asked himself question after question.

In a moment, in the open space at the gate of the Lotus Nunnery Temple, dozens of men, women and children from Chenjiafang and Yijiaping poured in, they saw this scene, some of them recited Amitabha Buddha with their palms together, some shook their heads, some regretted, some shed tears, some scolded the sky, and some did not speak, and the different personalities of different people were so vividly expressed here.

Chen Jiangwan, the parent of Chen Jiafang, is 62 years old this year, inheriting the characteristics of his ancestors, not tall, slightly thin body, but his facial features are quite upright. Maybe it's because of the head of a family, overworked, or because of the lust and greed when he was young, and his hair has already fallen out sparsely, giving people the impression of being both honest and intelligent.

Chen Jiangwan arrived at the Lotus Nunnery later than everyone else. Upon arriving, he gasped and greeted everyone: "Everyone is here......

When everyone saw that the patriarch was coming, they all let go of some gaps and let him go.

Seeing that the patriarch of Chen Jiafang was coming, Master Hui Jing hurriedly walked over, greeted each other with his palms, and said, "Amitabha! Chen Gong is early! Come, sit in the dormitory. ”

Chen Jiangwan followed Mrs. Hui Jing and asked, "Mrs. Hui Jing, didn't hurt anyone, right?" ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the gods and the blessing of the father-in-law, everyone in the nunnery is safe and sound." Mrs. Hui Jing said.

"That's good! That's good! It doesn't matter if the nunnery collapses, it can be rebuilt, as the saying goes: 'The old does not go, the new does not come,' as long as it does not hurt people, it is a blessing in misfortune; The next step is to plan how to rebuild this nunnery. Chen Jiangwan said seriously.

"Everything has Lao Chengong's idea." Mrs. Shi and Chen Jiangwan came to the liao hall while walking.

"Gong Chen, please take a seat." Master Hui Jing said as she moved a wooden stool next to her with both hands.

"You're welcome, I'll come by myself," Chen Jiangwan said as he moved the wooden stool to his side.

"Mingzhi, serve tea to Gong Chen," Master Hui Jing instructed his disciple.

"Please drink tea," After a while, Nun Mingzhi brought two cups of herbal tea to Chen Jiangwan and Mrs. Hui Jing respectively.

"Thank you, thank you!" Chen Jiangwan took the teacup with both hands and drank it while chatting with Mrs. Hui Jing about rebuilding the nunnery......

In the blink of an eye, September 19, 1917 was approaching. September 19, folk legend this is the return day of Guanyin Bodhisattva's trip to the South China Sea, according to traditional customs, the believers around the Lotus Nunnery will go to the Lotus Nunnery temple to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva. Now the temple of the Lotus Nunnery has become rubble, and the place of worship has been lost for a while. What to do? Master Hui Jing had to arrange for craftsmen to temporarily build a hut in the open space at the entrance of the original nunnery, and a small and delicate statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva Buddha was placed in the hut for everyone to worship.

After completing the sacrifice on September 19, Mrs. Hui Jing took Mingzhi and other nuns to go through the village and households, and raised funds to build a nunnery.

The spring of 1918 was later than usual, and it had been several days since the sting, and the weather was still so cold, the trees had no buds, and the grass was not verdant. People still wore thick cotton jackets and spent their days around the stove all day long. It seems that only those women who are wives and mothers, regardless of whether it is sunny or rainy, frost or snow, the tedious chores such as cooking, laundry, feeding pigs, chickens, dogs, holding children and dragging daughters, etc., are endless and can never be done.

For dinner that day, Chen Jiang changed his habit of drinking a little wine before dinner, ate a bowl of rice hastily, and sat alone in front of the stove.

His wife, Chen Yanshi, while feeding her grandson in the cradle, asked, "What's the matter, have you quit drinking?" ”

"What to quit, the loess is piled up to your mouth, what kind of alcohol to quit!" Chen Jiangwan replied stiffly to his wife's question.

"If you haven't quit drinking, you haven't quit drinking, how can you sulk here? What song is this singing? Chen Yanshi was unhappy when she saw her husband answering her kind greeting so bluntly, so she raised her voice a little and asked again.

"Anyway! Anyway! You just feed you, ask this and that all day long, why do you care about so many things! Don't you feel tired? Chen Jiangwan saw that his wife began to blame himself again, and he became angry, aggravating the tone of his reply.

Chen Yan's is not tall, and her first impression is that she is small and exquisite, but she has good facial features, straightforwardness, and an outgoing personality. The women of Chenjiafang secretly nicknamed her, calling her "Half Gong", which means that the words are loud. Whether it is Chen Yan's appearance or ability, he and Chen Jiangwan's marriage match is half a catty to eight taels, and no one suffers. But Chen Yan's is two years older than Chen Jiangwan after all,