Slightly.

In a humble house, the old man brought a few bowls of coarse gruel and taro and wild vegetable soup, and Li Furen and Sun Wukong began to eat.

"This taste is really hard to swallow, why do you eat this on weekdays?" After eating a few bites of porridge and taro, Sun Wukong asked the old man.

"The monkey smiled, I am an old man in the mountains, and I can only eat these buns." The old man smiled bitterly.

Glancing at him, Sun Wukong said: "You have lived for one hundred and eighty years in vain, why don't you think of a way out?"

The mountains and fields are difficult to tolerate the rivers and lakes, how can they know that it is difficult, the old man just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Master, what do you say?" Sun Wukong couldn't help but look at Li Furen, who was drinking porridge slowly with a calm face.

Seeing that the old man and the child also looked at themselves, Li Furen smiled slightly, put down the porridge bowl and said to him: "The most fragrant is not hungry, the sweetest is not bitter, the heart is open, and there is no complaint."

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows.

"Why have you been locked up for hundreds of years, and you can't understand this?" Li Furen asked him with a smile.

"I got the master, I didn't listen to you arranging the old grandson, the old grandson went out to see!" Sun Wukong said.

Seeing him flip out of the door, Li Furen smiled.

"What the archmage said is very reasonable, the little old man understands it mentally." The old man said softly.

Looking at him, Li Furen smiled and said: "Although this is the truth, life should be positive."

The old man was slightly stunned.

Taking out a bag of silver taels from his arms, Li Furen put it on the table in front of him and said with a smile: "This is the silver money that the poor monk found on the way, and now the owner has nowhere to find it.

"How does this work!" The old man was taken aback and hurriedly pushed it back to him.

Shaking his head with a smile, Li Furen pushed it back to him and said, "It's useless for a poor monk to ask for money, so the old donor should accept it."

"This ......," the old man looked at him stunned.

"It's good to have a future for your children." Li Furen said with a smile.

"Thank you, Archmage!" The old man got up with red eyes and was about to kneel.

Hurriedly helped him to get up, Li Furen said softly: "It is easier for the poor monk to throw away things outside his body, you and I just help each other, the old donor doesn't have to think about it."

"Grandson, come and kowtow to the master!" The old man looked at the two of them with a curious expression, and the little boy swallowed.

"Oh!" The little boy responded well.

"Master, I'm kowtowing to you." I saw the little boy kneeling down directly in front of Li Furen and began to kowtow seriously.

Dumbfounded, Li Furen helped him up and said, "Good boy, you can have a good life to honor your grandfather in the future."

"Hmm!" The little boy looked at him and nodded heavily.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is a good person, good!" At this time, Tang Seng, who only heard this scene in the nine-ring tin staff, folded his hands and said to Li Furen.

There is a lot of silver taels brought by his trip, even if it is not a big problem to give some to the old man, Li Furen smiled and did not speak.

Dead.

The oil lamp was dim, and on a wooden couch, Li Furen leaned his head against Sun Wukong, who was sleeping on his stomach, crossed his back and looked at the beam of the house where a mouse was crawling: "In ancient times, if there were no earth-shaking changes, the poor would always be poor, and it would be difficult to turn over."

"That's true!" The Golden Crow God King said.

"If you want to make people's lives better, it is really necessary to have a force that can change them." Li Furen said.

"If you want to change poverty, your own thinking is important, and external help is also important." The Golden Crow God King said.

With his eyes slightly closed, Li Furen said: "But the production capacity is not enough, no matter how good the distribution is, it is meaningless, after all, ten steamed buns can not divide a hundred people, I think the first step is to improve productivity."

"After the productivity is improved, and then the basic guarantee is in place, then we can consider a healthy and sustainable distribution model." Li Furen said with a smile.

"Some people are thinking about survival, some people are thinking about desire, and the biggest relationship between the two is the deep integration of irrelevant and you and me." The Golden Crow God King said.

Li Furen smashed his mouth.

"For human beings, it is not important what kind of management method is, but whether the important person is whether the labor can be survived, whether the employment can be guaranteed at all times, and whether the labor time can only account for a part of the life.

"You're right, but these things can only be achieved in a stable, safe, and materially abundant environment, and it is impossible to do without decades or even hundreds of years of development." Li Furen said.

The Golden Crow God King was silent.

"Every generation has its own mission, and there must be selfless dedication to create such a happy environment for future generations." Li Furen sighed.

"People are selfish, I have to tell you." The Golden Crow God King said.

"People are the best at fishing, and this is true in every age, after all, selfish people will always have an excuse to blame others for not being selfish and not seeing themselves." Li Furen said.

"People don't want to think about what would happen to their generation if the previous generation did this, but sometimes the selfishness of others is not the same as the selfishness of others." Li Furen shook his head.

The Golden Crow God King was silent.

Day 2.

After bidding farewell to the old man, Li Furen and Sun Wukong set off on the road.

The wild forest is long, and I don't know how long after walking, Sun Wukong, who is leading the horse, can't help but suddenly stop and scan the surrounding dense forest.

"What's wrong?" Li Furen asked him knowingly.

Looking back at him, Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Master, someone is going to rob us."

"Huh?" Li Furen pretended to be puzzled.

Pointing to the silent bushes a hundred meters in front of him, Sun Wukong smiled: "There are six thieves inside, and we will be surrounded as soon as we pass."

"What then?" Li Furen asked him quietly.

"With the temperament of the disciples, it is natural to kill them, the master will not panic for a while, after they come out, how can Lao Sun kill them!" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Thinking that Tang Seng would refute Sun Wukong's murderous behavior here in Journey to the West, Li Furen looked at him and said: "If the teacher doesn't let you kill, will you listen?"

Sun Wukong, who was about to move forward, looked back at him in a slight daze.

"Huh?" Li Furen asked.

"Won't the master let Lao Sun kill them?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.

"Even if the thieves are caught by the government, they will not be guilty of death, so why should you kill them?" Li Furen asked.

"This ......" Sun Wukong frowned.

"So do you listen to your teacher?" Li Furen said.

"The master wants me to release them?" Sun Wukong frowned.

"Being a teacher is just asking you if you listen to what a teacher has to say." Li Furen stared at him and said.

Seeing his scalp tingle from his deep gaze, Sun Wukong had no choice but to spread his hands and say: "If the master says not to kill, he will not kill, Lao Sun doesn't matter anyway!"

"Being a teacher is asking, do you listen to what a teacher says!" Li Furen's face was expressionless.

Sun Wukong was slightly stunned.

"Huh?" Li Furen hummed heavily.

With a helpless face, Sun Wukong touched his nose and said: "What the master says is what it is, and Lao Sun naturally listens!"

The corners of Li Furen's mouth arced slightly.

"If he hadn't treated you like a father, he wouldn't have said that." The Golden Crow God King said.

It turned out that Tang Seng would not have been able to subdue him without a tight mantra, how could he not know, Li Furen looked around at Sun Wukong and replied with a smile: "That's why I have the confidence to ask him like this!"

The Golden Crow God King was silent.

"Master, they will come over in a while, what should I do?" Sun Wukong asked him suspiciously.