The cold and snowy night is cold, and only the sound of the wind is heard.

There is a holy place of the Buddha family who was born in the middle of the mountain outside the Liuyuan city that is located in the mountain, there is a mosque built on it, it has been passed down for a long time, it has a long history, it has experienced the war and disputes of the three dynasties and does not fall, because of the border area of the Nanqing Dynasty, the mosque of the Holy Appointment of Nanqing today is the place where the scriptures are preached. The mosque and the mountain live together, and there are auspicious clouds and light mist floating outside the temple all the year round, and it has won the reputation of "the temple of the world".

The mosque with the tower as the center has a magnificent structure, located in the valley between several mountain peaks, and a straight marble avenue behind the two-zhang gate crosses the mountain gate, which comes from the "three liberation gates", so the mountain gate is also called the "three gates". The large and small halls on both sides of the avenue are forty-seven in total, the horizontal corridor is coherent, there are murals in the corridor, and the attached hall is attached to the building; then the horizontal corridor is the line, several areas are divided into dozens of courtyards, including the monk's house, the dining hall, the kitchen of the warehouse, the mill, the vegetable garden, the garden, and the guest house is attached in addition, the total number is one hundred and eight, and the implication is one hundred and eight troubles. In front of the main hall, twin towers are set up on the left and right, and the Bodhisattva stands up. The palace attic house is based on the palace tower system, from the first level to the third, five, seven, nine, the upper is tired of the gold plate, the lower is the heavy building, and the pavilion is around, can accommodate ten thousand people. There are monks on the mountain every year to go down the mountain to turn the fate, recite Buddhist scriptures, for the surrounding people to avoid disasters and drive away evil spirits, it is said that a hundred years ago the water cockles at the bottom of the river shed their skin and turned into Jiao, it rained all day long, the river water swelled, resulting in the destruction of the embankment, the flooding flooded the fields and flooded the city, the people were poor in terms of financial resources, and then there were mountain masters who came down the mountain, cast the spell to suppress Jiao, the flood only receded, the dark clouds dispersed and saw the light of day again. It is precisely because of this, the mosque not only won the hand-picked of the imperial court, but also won the trust of the people, the incense is increasing day by day, people can smell the Buddha incense coming from the nose when standing at the foot of the mountain, the world calls it Buddha gas.

This year's winter ushered in a good year of snow and snow, with heavy snow falling for four days, and the gray sky made the winter morning a little late.

The winter snow drifted in the whining cold wind, like a piece of flower falling from the sky, gorgeous but bitterly cold. A vast white field, with no end in sight, the past thousands of green mountains seem to be covered with white mink.

The morning dawn was still late, and before the sky was white, the mosque had already sounded a dawn rooster crow.

The first to open the door of a row of monks' houses was the old abbot's house, the habit of getting up early and going to bed early has been cultivated by his old man for decades, when he saw that the doors around his monk's house were still closed, he smiled helplessly and shook his head, and then knocked lightly on the door one by one.

The abbot only smiled bitterly, knocked on the doors of several disciples, and then knocked on the doors of several disciples.

After knocking on all the doors, the abbot stood in the corridor watching the snow, his hands on his sleeves to keep out the cold, and the cold wind of this year's winter still made him shiver.

The snow is heavy and the weather is cold.

"People are old, and they can't accept it. ”

Rao is abbot of the Great Dao also had to lose to the years, shook his head with a wry smile, and walked towards the courtyard.

The temple was still empty, covered with heavy snow, and the old abbot's footprints were covered with snow, and a long curved footprint looked a little staggering.

As soon as the door was opened, the abbot saw a bamboo basket containing swaddling clothes wrapped in brocade mink fur.

The baby is sleeping soundly.

The abbot looked down the mountain at a glance, and vaguely saw heavy footprints that were not covered by heavy snow, and drops of bright red blood were particularly dazzling on the white snow carpet, but they were quickly covered by snowflakes.

The abbot of the Buddha's heart had a calm face, put his palms together, and said "Oh Buddha Buddha" to the distance with sincerity, and then said: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

The abbot with a kind smile on his face gently picked up the swaddling clothes in the bamboo basket, and happened to see two small block letters written on the fur fold: Nie Zhuang.

"Hehe, Nie Zhuang, since you have a relationship with the poor road, you can live in this mosque with peace of mind in the future. ”

The abbot squinted and laughed.

The baby opened his hazy eyes at this time, and his watery and innocent eyes blinked, and he smiled happily at the first sight of the old man who was smiling with him.

The first rays of the morning sun shine on the horizon.

The abbot glanced at the wisp of morning light, then turned to look at the swaddling clothes in his arms, and said: "Smile and compassion for the world, Buddhism is boundless and the Buddha is kind." Your Dharma name is called Dharma Mercy. Okay, Faci?"

The baby smiled happily again, couldn't close his mouth, and pulled the abbot's long white beard with a soft and boneless little hand, causing the abbot to wrinkle his wrinkled face with half a smile and half pain, "Hey, ouch, it seems that Faci's strength is not small." ”

In this way, an old man hugged the child in his arms and amused him and walked back happily.

Fifty or sixty red-robed figures fluttered through the sky, sweeping into the distance, the leader turned his head slightly, glanced at the huge temple below with cold eyes, it was empty, and then the leader accelerated towards the distance.

He might have been surprised when he saw the real thing, because when he glanced at the temple, an old monk who was teasing a baby in his arms was walking slowly in the empty courtyard of the temple.

Three years later, on the eighth day of the twelfth month, it is also known as Laba.

There is a kind of porridge in the mosque called Laba porridge, which is combined with food from all over the world, and rice is boiled in a pot, which has the meaning of gathering all things and harmonizing a thousand spirits, and the people in the surrounding towns and villages like to go to the mosque to ask for a bowl, looking forward to a good omen in the coming year.

The temple was overcrowded, cigarettes curled, and a little girl like a porcelain doll came.

"Would you like to be my daughter-in-law?"

Still wearing open crotch pants, the little boy with his bare ass exposed and his eyebrows clear and eyebrows hanging two snots up and down snot smiled silly at the little girl.

The little girl glanced sideways at him, but did not speak.

"Let me kiss you, shall you?"

After snorting deeply, the little boy who retracted them didn't care about the snot flowing down again, and smiled shamelessly.

The little girl took a few steps back, and the little boy hurried forward.

"Fighting crickets?"

There was no answer.

"Do you want to eat osmanthus cake? ”

Speechless.

"Paper kites? It's the kind of thing that flies so high and so high, I play with it a lot. ”

The little girl turned impatiently to leave, and the little boy hurried up to her.

"To play or not to play Kemari, it's fun!"

She was a little angry, and pushed the little boy hard, but the latter did not stand firmly, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, which hurt a lot, but he did not cry or make a fuss, patted his butt and stood up with a smile.

Unexpectedly, she was slightly startled, and she could see that he was still dead-skinned, and his little face suddenly became cold again, and his little nose snorted, and he shook his head and left. Today she was coaxed by her father to go up the mountain to worship the Buddha, but as soon as she arrived at the mosque full of bald heads, the little girl was really reluctant in her heart, and was left aside by her father.

There is a green bamboo forest behind the mosque, this year is the New Year, and the sound of hoes digging winter bamboo shoots can be heard in the bamboo forest.

The little girl walked into the bamboo forest unconsciously, and she had to push away the little boy next to her every few steps, thinking that he was annoying.

The trail came to the face, one large and one small, the big one carrying a hoe, and the small one stubbornly carrying a small basket, full of plush bamboo shoots.

The two passed by, and the little girl looked at the winter bamboo shoots in the basket with novelty.

The little boy was smart, and immediately turned his head and ran back to the temple, and soon after, very funny, carrying a hoe that did not fit well, came to the bamboo forest, and found that the little girl was nowhere to be seen, and was anxious, and searched for it in the mountains, and saw an old farmer.

I saw the little girl squatting not far from an old farmer, watching him hoe and hoe through the dirt, staring at the small section of winter bamboo shoots with big watery eyes and curiosity, as if this was the first time she had seen such a magical thing.

"Shall we dig up winter bamboo shoots?"

The little boy panted and came to the little girl, and a hoe lit up in front of the latter's eyes.

She didn't refuse, he "took local materials", dug hard, three times here and two times there, a hoe was always higher than a person, and when he got to the end, his strength was exhausted, and he fell directly to the sky, which amused her.

The little boy smirked at her and said that it was out of the way, patted his ass and got up, and after digging for long, he was so tired that he lay down and gasped.

The little girl, who looked happy, shook her face, grabbed the hoe and continued to dig.

Before the half-pillar incense arrived, the two walked out of the bamboo forest in a huff, but fortunately, they still had a harvest.

A bamboo tooth the size of their little thumb......

They sat on a stone by a vegetable garden on the outskirts of the bamboo grove.

"Hey, what's your name?"

The little girl took the initiative to ask for the first time, and the small bamboo shoot teeth in her hand had already been stripped naked, and after getting tired of playing, she smashed the little boy who was so tired that he almost fell asleep on the stone.

"Oh, my name is Nie Zhuang, but the brothers in the temple call me Faci, because Faci was given to me by the abbot. ”

The little girl let out a faint sigh.

"What's your name?"

"Why did you tell you. ”

"Because I told you the name. ”

"It's stupid, who said that if you tell me your name, people will have to tell you your name?"

“......”

The two were silent for a long time, and the little boy's face was worried, wondering how to please the little girl.

This time, the little girl who pulled the weeds out of nowhere and shook in her hands spoke again: "Hey, why don't you shave your face when you live in the temple?"

"The abbot didn't let me shave, although it was very convenient to shave my head and wash my hair, and it would be clean when I touched it. But I'm afraid that the crow will peck at my head at night, last time I saw Senior Brother Lin being targeted by a crow, his bald head is too bright. ”

The little boy who touched his head had a sad face, and muttered as he recalled the past.

The little girl chuckled, then pointed to a small vegetable garden surrounded by a fence and asked, "Nie Snot, what's in there?"

"I'm not called Nie Snot, my name is Nie Zhuang, you can also call me Faci, Nie Snot is so ugly. ”

The little boy shrunk his neck, afraid that the girl would be unhappy, and the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and the sound of mosquitoes was weak.

The little girl snorted, "Look at you, the snot is so long, what is the snot called? ”

“......”

"Ah, what are you doing, why are you kissing me!?"

"Hehe, Senior Brother Wang, they said that heroes don't fight with women, so I can't do anything to you, but I didn't say that I can't kiss you. ”

"You... You don't know what to do, shoot you, kick you to death!"

The little girl was so angry that she punched and kicked, but she still saw him with a hippie smile and a mischievous grimace, and the little girl said angrily: "Nie snot!"

"Uh-huh, I'm here, daughter-in-law. ”

"Nonsense, who is your daughter-in-law! If you talk nonsense, be careful that I will beat you again!"

"Uh, okay, okay, I won't talk about it, it hurts you to hit someone. ”

"Look, look, there's something good in the garden. ”

The little girl looked towards the vegetable garden, but her face was kissed again, "Ahh

"Haha, I'm not, you're chasing me. ”

"Stop me, or I'll kill you." ”

“......”

The two chased and ran into the vegetable garden, and after beating the little boy severely, the little girl clapped her hands and was finally deflated, but then she looked at the colorful vegetables and felt that there were so many magical things in this mosque.

"Nie snot, how did these grow out of the soil?"

"Oh, why are you pulling it out, it's going to die, this vegetable garden belongs to Senior Brother Huang, and if he finds out, he'll be scolded." ”

"Ahh

"I guess we can, we'll plant it back. ”

"What is this? It's so red. ”

"Chili, don't you know?"

"What is chili pepper, is it edible, is it delicious?"

"You can eat what grows in the vegetable garden, hey, don't bite it!"

It's late.

"It's hot, it's hot, I want water, water, water, Nie snot, go get water..."

"Don't worry, I'll go get it for you. ”

"The more you drink, the spicier it gets. ”

"I don't know, why don't you eat another one?"

The little girl was very naïve to believe it, and then, and then there was no then.

First acquaintance.

His name is Nie Zhuang, and her name is Yu Yan.