Buddhism

Qing Mo was thinking about the meat-flavored noodles, and early the next morning, he came to the wooden house early and looked around.

Today is different from the past, it is going down the mountain to give alms, and Kongqing also got up early.As soon as he stepped out of the door, he smelled a different aroma of vegetables, and when he looked up, he saw Qing Mo sitting on the stone table with a large bowl in his arms, eating noodles with a satisfied face.

Usually Qing Mo doesn't like to eat noodles with them, why is he eating noodles with such relish today?Kong Qing was puzzled.

Chi Tong came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, and said to Kong Qing who was standing in front of the door: "Why are you standing there so stupidly? Wash up quickly, and you should be ready when we meet."

"Oh, here we come." Kong Qing walked forward, thinking that Qing Mo might have been hungry last night.

After washing, Kong Qing sat in front of the stone table, looked at the noodles in his bowl, and confirmed that it was the same as before.He looked at Qing Mo, who was devouring his head and eating wildly, and could clearly feel the different fragrance coming from his bowl.

Kong Qing looked at Chitong suspiciously, wondering why the scent would be different?

To Shang Kongqing's doubts, Chitong explained: "He worked hard yesterday, so I added some extra meals for him. Eat quickly, and you have to leave early."

After eating happily, Qing Mo, who was busy with busy schedules, suddenly raised his head, raised his eyebrows vaguely while chewing and said to Kong Qing: "Mine is more fragrant and delicious, do you want to try it?"

Seeing Qing Mo's mouth full of soup stains, Kong Qing was very disgusted, shook his head and refused decisively.He bowed his head and ate his own noodles. It was still the same recipe, with a familiar taste, and it was satisfying to eat.

The three had breakfast.Kong Qing drove back the cattle that were grazing outside the yard, and Chi Tong prepared some dry food for the road.

Qing Mo saw the brand-new ox cart, and was pleasantly surprised: "Chitong, your craftsmanship is good. This ox cart is very strong, and the wooden bench on it can still sit on people." He raised his hand and patted the solid wooden Stool, praised.

"Did you drive an ox cart last night without sleeping?" Kong Qing led the scalper, looked up at Chi Tong, who was much taller than himself, with a worried face.

"I used to sleep a lot in the past. It's not a problem if I don't sleep all night." Chitong put the dry food on the ox cart, and then raised his hand to push the sweet fruits piled on the ox cart. He adjusted their position to prevent the road ahead The jolt was jolted down.

"Don't worry, even if he doesn't sleep for a moment every day, he can still be vigorous." At the moment of pause, Qing Mo wanted to talk about three to five years, touched the clear eyes of the sky, and changed in time.

Qing Mo always spoke exaggeratedly, Kong Qing didn't really care about what he said.He just looked up at Chi Tong's expression, seeing that his face was as usual without any signs of fatigue, so he was a little relieved.

The three of them drove a new ox cart full of sweet fruits and walked down the mountain.

The belly of the fish is white in the east, and the sky is still early at this time, the morning dew in the mountains has not dissipated, and the mist is lingering.

The autumn wind is bleak, with a hint of chill in the coolness.

Qing Mo walked in the front, stopping and going, obviously a bit bored, looking back to see the tall and burly Chi Tong and the short-legged Kong Qing keeping the same pace, he also admired Chi Tong's accommodating Kong Qing in every possible way.

Although the scalper is not strong, it is more than enough to pull this cart of sweet fruit.Qing Mo thought for a while, walked towards Kong Qing, and without warning, lifted the defenseless Kong Qing and put it on the back of the bull.Kong Qing subconsciously exclaimed, and the scalper seemed to be frightened, shaking his body and yelling "moo moo" a few times before calming down.

Chi Tong wanted to stop it, but was blocked by Qing Mo's body, unable to do so for a while.

Qing Mo didn't care about the fear of one person and one cow at all, and said with disgust: "You are walking too slowly, at your current speed to complete this mountain road, I am afraid that you will have to go at night."

After Kong Qing was terrified, his eyes were full of anger. He stared at Qing Mo and shouted: "Before you touch me, can you say a word first, do you know that this is very scary?"

Qing Mo said very confidently: "I won't fall on you, so what are you afraid of!

With lingering fear in his heart, Kong Qing gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I, no, believe, believe, you!"

Chi Tong slapped himself on the back of the head, dissatisfied: "It's okay, don't mess around, it's downhill now!"

Qing Mo touched the back of the head that was hit, and snorted, showing his nostrils, obviously he was a little angry: "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Turning around angrily, he walked to the front leading the ox rope, and decided to ignore the two of them.

Chi Tong shook his head helplessly, and thought: "It's been so many years, why haven't I made any progress, I always do things so recklessly." Turning back to Kong Qing, he asked, "Are you okay?" position, with palms on Kong Qing's back to prevent him from falling off the back of the bull.

Kong Qing calmed down, and glanced at the back of Qing Mo's head resentfully: "It's okay." Then he cursed, this person does things with good intentions, but it always backfires, I really don't know what to say.

In this way, Qing Mo was leading the ox cart in front, Kong Qing sat on the back of the ox and watched the scenery, and Chi Tong was escorting him.The scalper diligently followed Qing Mo's pace and moved forward step by step.

Kong Qing found that the further down the mountain, the sparser the flowers and trees in the forest.Although it is autumn at this time, the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain are obviously more vibrant than those at the bottom of the mountain.Xiang Chitong asked: "Why is it more desolate as you go down the mountain?"

Chitong replied, "The aura on the mountain is more abundant than that on the bottom, so the vitality of the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain is stronger than that on the bottom of the mountain."

"Oh, so that's the case." Kong Qingming said.Master has said before that as long as everything in the world is baptized by spiritual energy, it will be reborn, and its vitality will be stronger and longer lasting, and it will not be easy to get sick or dry up.

When the three of them reached the foot of the mountain, it was already the red sun, and it was time.

There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, named Mujia Village. Everyone in the village has the surname Mu, and all members of the family with the same surname are related to each other.There are about 400 people in the village.As far as the surrounding small villages are concerned, they can be regarded as a larger village with the same surname.

At this time, autumn is supposed to be a harvest season, but due to the scarcity of rain in the first half of the year, the farmland in the entire countryside is barren, and there is no grain to harvest.

The good news is that it started to rain some time ago, and it rained several times, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.Although there is no harvest in autumn, before winter comes, they can take advantage of the autumn climate to plant some seasonal fruits and vegetables, and most importantly, they can also plant a batch of winter wheat.As long as there are no accidents, they can barely survive the warm winter.

At this time, there is no joy of harvest, but there is the brilliance of hope.Following the step-by-step steps of the three of them, looking around, some busy figures could gradually be seen in the barren farmland.

The autumn-yellow earth drove away the original drowsiness and silence, and gradually became lively.The folks took the whole family out and worked very hard with their hands and feet.The farmland has been barren for several years, and it is not as fertile as before. They have to work harder to harvest more food in winter.

Although everyone's complexion was dark yellow and sunken, and their figures were very thin, their busy figures were cheerful, with hope in their eyes and warm smiles on their faces.

Three people and one cow moss followed the track and gradually approached the crowd.They were first spotted by a group of young children wearing patched old clothes.He stopped and looked at them with pure and clear eyes, and they dispersed after a while.Silently, he hid beside the big tree, looking at them curiously, but also timidly.

The busy people not far away heard the exclamation of the children and looked over one after another.I saw a young man in dark green pulling an ox cart, watching the children with brisk smiles on their faces.Sitting on the back of the bull was a young monk in a blue-gray gown, and he was also smiling at this moment.The young man in red beside him was tall and majestic, with a calm expression.Seeing that the three of them were not ordinary people, the busy person unknowingly stopped what he was doing, and looked at the three of them quietly with curiosity and doubt.

Seeing this, Mu Youfang put down his work and walked over.The three of them parked the car without leaving, and looked at the child very kindly, thinking that there was something wrong.As Mu Youfang walked, he wiped his muddy palms, stood opposite the three of them, and asked doubtfully, "Where are the three of you passing by here? Or do you have anything to ask?"

Mu Youfang's father, Mu Chengcai, is the head of Mu's Village. Due to the famine in recent years, he was ill and rested at home.At this time, when an outsider came, he naturally wanted to help his father take care of things. In order to reassure the villagers, he had to take the initiative to ask the reason.

When the children saw Mu Youfang approaching, they were not afraid immediately, and stood behind Mu Youfang, looking at the three of them curiously.Qing Mo bent his body and stared at the children, and the children widened their eyes when they saw him being funny.Qing Mole didn't care that Mu Youfang was asking questions.

Chi Tong's brows and eyes remained indifferent, but he turned sideways and hugged Kong Qing from the bullock cart, and pursed his lips in silence towards the jet-black pupils above.

Kong Qingming, Chi Tong is telling him that since this is his request, he has to deal with it himself.Kong Qing nodded slightly, straightened his gown, and stepped forward.Made a Buddhist scriptures to Mu Youfang, and said in a soft voice: "There is a good harvest of sweet fruits, we picked some here, and want to quench everyone's thirst."

Mu Youfang was still surprised, he thought that the person answering the question would be the calm red pupil, or the smiling Qing Mo, but he did not expect that the person answering the question was a half-year-old monk.

Now is a famine year, if there is something to eat, everyone hides and eats by themselves, without revealing it, for fear of being snatched away by others.Why do they give away for no reason?Mu Youfang looked at the direction behind the cow body, it was the direction to Yunshan.

The mountain covers a large area and is surrounded by several villages. The shape of the mountain is high and steep, and the top of the mountain is shrouded in white mist all the year round, which is why the mountain is called Yunshan.

The people in their village only dared to move around the periphery and dared not go deep into the mountains easily.They were really hungry during the famine, and they also tried to forage in the deep mountains, but every time they didn't go deep, they would hear the howling of wild animals, which was deafening and scary.Hearing this sound, everyone dared not go deep, they all abandoned their weapons and fled, and never said to go for food in the forest.

But these three people came from Yunshan?There were several big bags on the bullock cart, which should be the sweet fruit that the little monk said. There are also fruit trees around, but they have been picked before they are ripe.They must have picked them in the deep mountains. Seeing that the three of them have extraordinary bearing, they are not ordinary people who dare to go to the deep mountains.

Chitong moved the sack full of sweet fruits out of the bullock cart with each hand, and Qing Mo took the hand, grabbed a few sweet fruits by the way, spread his palms towards the children, and raised his chin: "Come here for you to eat." , very sweet!" Qing Mo felt thirsty, so he took a random one and ate it.

The children were timid and did not dare to reach out to take it, but seeing that Qing Mo ate it by himself, it was very tasty and sweet.Impatient at the moment, they swarmed up, and the children they got, retreated and ate them by themselves.Those who didn't get it stood opposite Qing Mo and stared eagerly at the sweet fruit in the sack beside him, eyes full of longing, and secretly swallowed.

Mu Youfang wanted to stop him, but he thought about it, they are in the backcountry, what would others think of them.What's more, he ate it himself first, and there are monks like the young monk around, so there is no problem in thinking.

Qing Mo was very forthright, while eating the sweet fruit, he brought the sack in front of the child and said, "There are a lot here, take it yourself."

The children were elated and exclaimed, and within a short time most of the full sacks were gone.With Qing Mo's consent, the children deliberately took a few more. After getting the sweet fruits, they ran to their adults and distributed them to their families.

Seeing this, Qing Mo deeply felt that human beings are really magical creatures, and children are the cutest creatures, and he likes the simplicity and cuteness of children the most.