Rebirth of the Boy Jinshi

The stage is set up in the ancestral hall in the village. Inside the ancestral hall is a place for worship, and outside there is a large platform for viewing performances.Now two stereos have been set up, and a curtain has been hung down. Many people are busy carrying things. Some opera performers are wearing heavy makeup and coming in and out in casual clothes. They are all preparing for the evening stage.

The play hasn't started yet, and it's boring to just watch a group of people busy going around.A few people stood and watched dryly, without saying a word, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Shi Leqin didn't know Jiang Hui, so he didn't speak; He Liu and Liang Jingjing did know each other, they both studied science, and they always admired Jiang Hui's good grades, but they really didn't know how to speak when they met; He Liming ignored Jiang Hui at all, and played with his head down. I didn't seem to see him on my mobile phone; Xu Muyang didn't know how to speak, he was not the kind of person who was good at words, and he couldn't speak when the atmosphere was awkward; Jiang Hui was naturally introverted and shy, and when he met unfamiliar people I don't know how to find topics.A few people stood and sat, not knowing what to do.

"Jiang Hui, what are you doing here? The play hasn't started yet." An uncle came over with two pots of fake flowers and asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Jiang Hui smiled, "I'll just take a look and leave in a while."

The conversation had already begun, so he was embarrassed to continue to remain silent, "Well, Shanxing, why don't we go?"

Xu Muyang got to know him better, "Okay, where shall we go?"

"Let me think about it." Jiang Hui said softly: "Let me take you to the temple to have a look. There is nothing interesting here. You can go around the temple. Besides, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you will be lucky if you pay your respects."

"Superstition!" He Liming snorted coldly without looking up.

Jiang Hui's face turned red immediately, he rubbed his fingers awkwardly and said, "Then..."

"I think it's good to go to the temple." Xu Muyang said, and gave Jiang Hui a comforting smile, "I haven't been to the temple yet, just take a look."

Shi Leqin and the others could not understand He Liming's bullying, so they followed suit and said, "I also think the temple is good, Jiang Hui, you can take us there."

Jiang Hui smiled gently, "Okay."

The so-called temple sits in the field, it is not a big temple, it is just a small temple, surrounded by fields, only the building is eye-catching and can be seen from a long distance.

Shi Leqin and He Liu ran over happily, Liang Jingjing followed behind with a smile, and the remaining three walked leisurely.

Jiang Hui kept looking at He Liming along the way, and his hesitant appearance made the other party unhappy, in exchange for a reprimand.

"What the hell are you looking at! If you have something to say, say it, and if you fart, let it go!"

Jiang Hui was startled, and blushed and whispered, "Your shoes have been washed, but they haven't been dried yet. When are you leaving, I'll give them to you."

He Liming's face was full of impatience, "Hurry up! I'm going back in two days. You didn't show me to the school the day I went back!"

Jiang Hui bit his lip and nodded, "I see."

Xu Muyang didn't know what was going on with He Liming, he always had trouble with Jiang Hui, he changed the subject, and pulled him two steps forward, away from He Liming.

"Why are you here?"

What he said was a bit of nonsense, just now I heard my grandfather say that Jiang Hui would come here during the holidays, so what he said now is purely for nothing.

But Jiang Hui didn't know, he smiled and said, "My grandparents live here, I'll come and see them when I'm free."

"Oh, pretty good."

The two of them were not particularly familiar with each other, nor were they the kind of people who could talk. After Xu Muyang finished speaking, he had nothing to say, and could only talk about the topic, and finally arrived at the temple.

The temple is not big, two stories high, with high eaves and corners, red bricks and green tiles, and the mottled green tiles on the walls have faded. It looks like it has been around for a while.The plaque hanging on the gate of the temple says "Guan Gong Temple", the characters are broken, and I don't know how long it has been hanging.There were two nuns sitting at the gate of the temple, talking in a low voice, seeing them smiling and nodding, it was acquiescence for them to enter.

As soon as he entered the front hall of the temple, there was a golden body Buddha, fat head and big ears, bare breasts, smiling kindly, holding a gold ingot in his hand, the whole was covered in a glass cover, and incense was offered in front of the Buddha. .

He Liming looked at it, picked up his phone and wanted to take a picture, but a hand grabbed him.

"This can't be photographed." Jiang Hui said: "This Buddha has been consecrated, and taking pictures will affect wealth."

He Liming reacted very violently, as if he had encountered something dirty, he shook his hand violently, almost took off the phone, and cursed angrily, "You are sick! Who told you to touch me!"

Jiang Hui's face turned pale and red, red and white again, and whispered: "Buddhism is quiet, don't make loud noises."

"You!" He Liming froze, glared at him and left. "ill!"

Jiang Hui lowered his head with his shoulders crossed, describing his loss.

Xu Muyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be angry, that's how he is."

Jiang Hui raised his head and forced a smile, "Well, let's go in."

After passing through an open-air corridor, you enter a dark back hall. There is not much light in it. Compared with the bright front hall, it is a bit gloomy here, and the temperature is a few degrees lower than the outside, but there are many Buddha statues.There are two Avalokitesvara statues on the left and right sides, and eighteen arhats next to them, with different faces and postures, which are slightly ferocious.In the middle is a huge statue of Guan Gong, with a golden body and a battle robe, majestic and majestic. On both sides are a few boys, holding lotus and carp, innocent and lovely.There are more tributes in front of Guan Gong than in the front hall, the smoke is lingering, and the room is full of sandalwood.

He Liuzheng knelt in front of the futon to draw the lottery, and ran excitedly to the lottery collection place next to Guanyin. Shi Leqin and Liang Jingjing were also crowded there to read the lottery and chatter.

Jiang Hui said: "You can also give it a try and see what signature you will get."

To be honest, Xu Muyang is very interested in lottery fortune-telling, but his parents don't have such superstitions, so he has never done it. If he has the opportunity today, he still wants to try it.

He knelt on the futon, picked up the bamboo tube to draw lots, and took out one to be drawn.

"You're lucky." Jiang Hui said with a smile, "But what do you want? Studies, official luck, or marriage, you can look for the signature."

Xu Muyang walked to the signing office, and looked at each line from his studies, career, official luck, money, marriage, etc. For some reason, his eyes stayed on the marriage sign, and then remembered Shen's past.

What happened between him and Shen Gu?Is it true marriage or the moon in the water?By a strange coincidence, he took down the marriage signature that was signed above.

The white paper has turned yellow and damp because it has been placed for a long time, and the black and white paper is written in Song Dynasty.

"The sound of the wind blowing the bamboo is only the sound of the Tao ring. The moon moves the shadow of the flowers, and it is suspected that it is an old friend."