Buddhism

"Donors are welcome, we have brought a lot, you can call everyone over to pick them up." Seeing that Mu Fangyou did not move, Kong Qing thought he was embarrassed, and said very understandingly.

Monks have always had the virtue of generosity, great compassion, and saving sentient beings is their purpose.Mu Youfang understood that this was their kind deed, so he did not refuse.Bending slightly towards Kongqing, his eyes sparkled, his voice trembling: "Little master, you are so kind, thank you." Mu Youfang felt deeply sad when he thought of the old man who starved to death in the village.

Their village is a big village with the same surname, and the people in the village are all relatives and friends.That's why when the famine comes, they can unite as one, collect food willingly, and distribute it on time and in quantity every day, in order to survive and die together.

They had limited food, but they were close to Yunshan Mountain. Although they didn't dare to go deep, the prey, weeds, roots and bark on the outskirts also helped them survive for a while.

In the scorching summer, they were exhausted and had no food left. In order to keep the weak children and thin women alive, the elderly in the village collectively stopped eating.The old people unite as one to leave food for children and women. The old people know that children are the hope, and women are the spiritual support of men and the mothers of the next generation. They should all live.

As for the old people themselves, they claim that it is enough to live to this age, and they are willing to sacrifice for the next generation.

Just before autumn came and before the rain came, most of the old people in the village left. Due to the year-round lack of food, the children were thin and stagnant, and their faces were also sallow and sunken, with skinny bones.Women are even worse. They always divide their food into several portions, one for children and one for men who do heavy work, and they are often hungry, but they don't say a word.

Now that the rain is coming, hope is ahead, but the old people who have left will sleep with their eyes closed forever and will not come back.Food is still in short supply now, and the plants in the mountains have grown again after the wind and rain, but the population of their village is not small, and Mu Youfang was frowning before calculating how to get the winter harvest, and now someone is helping.

Mu Youfang mourned the heaven and the earth, it was simply the manifestation of the Buddha, and the living Buddha was alive, so he was extremely grateful.

Everyone who was busy in the farmland gathered around, looking at the bulging sack with happy faces. They hadn't eaten anything decent for a long time.

"No need to be like this, donors, please take it yourself!" Kong Qing said kindly, gentle and kind.

Before getting Kong Qing's permission, they just looked at Mu Youfang longingly, and didn't go forward to snatch the sweet fruit.The past few years of shared adversity let them know that only by unity can they live well. This was the case before, and it is even more so now.

"Everyone hurry up and thank the little master and the two young masters." Mu Youfang wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and said in a loud voice.

Everyone nodded and thanked Kong Qing and the others in unison.There are surprises, cheers, sadness, and even more sadness.Cheers of surprise, because they can finally have a decent bite.Sad and sad, because those who passed away failed to take a bite when they were about to die.

Hearing the choking sound, Kong Qing was slightly taken aback, this feeling seemed familiar, he couldn't help feeling sad from it, and his eyes were also wet.

Chi Tong felt Kong Qing's strangeness, patted Kong Qing's shoulder to comfort him, turned around and walked forward in a leisurely manner.

Kong Qing immediately suppressed his emotions, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Everyone, you are welcome!" Seeing that Mu Youfang was their leader, Kong Qing nodded slightly at Mu Youfang, turned around and followed Chitong's footsteps .

Their original intention was to give alms, and now that it has been achieved, there is no need to stay.If the villagers were left behind, they would have to spend lunch to entertain them. During the famine years, there would be no extra food for them. In order not to embarrass and trouble the villagers, they had to leave properly.

Chitong pulled the bullock cart and was already one step ahead.Qing Mo waved at the smiling children, then turned and walked towards Chitong.

Seeing that the three of them were about to leave so neatly, everyone peeked at each other.Mu Youfang came back to his senses, and hurriedly stopped him: "Little Master, you two young masters, please stop. I have accepted your love, but I don't know the three Taoist titles and taboo names. I am really ashamed of accepting them."

The three of them turned their heads, and it was really rare to have such an eloquent person in this village.Mu Youfang's complexion is fairer than others, and his temperament is completely different from others. He also wears a long gown when he works. He looks like a young man who looks like he is studying.Maybe it's because I have been studying all the year round and never worked, so I don't have short clothes.

The guess of the three people was correct, Mu Youfang was a scholar, and he even got the title of a scholar.If it hadn't been for the famine, he would have been determined to continue participating in the scientific examination.Helpless, time waits for no one, he can only temporarily run aground.

"My name is Qing Mo." Qing Mo raised his voice directly and straightforwardly.

"Chitong!" Chitong remained indifferent, only uttering two simple words

"The Taoist name of the poor monk, Kong Qing." Kong Qing made a Buddhist scriptures, gentle and approachable.

"Thank you for your generosity. My name is Mu Fangyou. I am the only son of Mu Chengcai, the head of Mujia Village. These are all from our Mujia Village. If you need help with anything in the future, just ask." Mu Youfang said loudly .

"Yes, just open your mouth, we must do our best." All the villagers agreed, with tears of gratitude in their eyes.

The years of famine have already wiped out their bottom line. At this time, as long as they are given a little food, they will be grateful.What's more, Kongqing and the others were so generous, they gave them an entire oxcart of sweet fruits, and they didn't even need any substantive gratitude from them.

"You don't need to send them off, everyone go back." Kong Qing nodded to everyone, nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Seeing the backs of the three people drifting away, everyone's thanks became louder and louder.They stood in place one after another, watching the figures of the three until they could no longer be seen.

"Youfang, the direction they left is Yunshan. Could it be that they live in Yunshan?" Mu Chaosheng poked Mu Youfang with his arm and asked.Mu Chaosheng Kong Wu is powerful, his eyes are piercing, if he is not too thin and long, he will already look like a burly man.He and Mu Youfang were born in the same generation, and they were also Mu Youfang's cousin. The two had a good relationship since they were young.

"Maybe it is." Mu Youfang looked in the direction of Yunshan, his wet eyes were a little blurred.

The sun is scorching, although the autumn sun is not as hot as the summer, but the heat is still stifling.

Everyone worked all morning, and at this time they got sweet fruit again. After discussing, they decided to go back to the village to share the sweet fruit, take a rest, and continue working in the afternoon.

Everyone smiled and cheered happily, carrying the sweet fruit back to the village.

"Don't worry too much. It rains in autumn. As long as they work hard, they can still harvest some crops in the first ten days of winter." Seeing Kong Qing was depressed, Chi Tong comforted him.Chitong has lived for thousands of years, and she also knows some human instincts of dependence.Knowing that they will plant a batch of crops in the fall and harvest them in the first half of winter.

Qing Mo didn't know when he broke a piece of dog's tail grass and put it in his mouth. He also said in a voice: "Yes, there have been frequent rains in the past two months, and the famine will soon pass. Everything will be fine."

Kong Qing thought about this for a while, and immediately exhaled, smiled at the two of them, and nodded.

The sweet fruits on the bullock cart were all removed, and the wooden bench was vacated. The three of them sat on the bullock cart, and the scalper drove towards the wooden house at a leisurely pace.

Up and down Yunshan, there is no way.There are thorns everywhere, wild animals are rampant.Intimidated by Chi Tong, all the beasts retreated to their lairs and stayed quietly.

Qing Mo held the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and lay on his back on the bullock cart with his legs crossed. He raised his head and squinted at the sun in the sky, raised his hands from time to time, and an inconspicuous blue light flashed, and the gravel and thorns under the cow's feet turned into powder. In ink, the originally steep hillside has become flat.

The yellow cow's legs are short and not strong, and the three people in the bullock cart, thanks to the convenience of Qingmo, walk up and down hills like walking on flat ground, and they are always steady.