Buddhism

Qing Mo's predicament was rescued at the moment Chitong came back. "Chitong, since he woke up, does that mean there is nothing wrong with me?" He asked boldly while adding firewood to the stove.

When the water boiled, Chi Tong put the noodles into the pot, watched the mist in the pot rise, and said unhurriedly: "According to common sense, it's all right, but it depends on his recovery in the later period, and whether he can recover as before." It's best, if you can't, I'm afraid you won't be free."

For Qingmo, Chitong always told him the worst situation first, so that he could have a bottom line in his heart, so that he would not act too recklessly.

"Ah!" Qing Mo exclaimed, and said in anguish, "Doesn't that mean I'm in trouble?"

Chi Tong raised her hand and knocked Qing Mo's head, threateningly said: "You are more than just a troublemaker, maybe you will have to take care of his basic necessities in the future! Wait for other situations."

"..." Qing Mo swallowed, sluggish, speechless for a moment.

"Of course, it's not a big deal. The human lifespan is only a few decades, not too long." Chi Tong put all the seasonings in, and after a while, the pot smelled fragrant.

The scent got into Qing Mo's nostrils, but Qing Mo lost the greedy feeling of the past.Shrugging his shoulders and bowing his head, he thought helplessly: He is not a demon who can take care of others, he just wants to practice quietly.

The firewood in the stove exploded and a spark exploded, Qing Mo backed away in fear.Wanting to cry but no tears, just now he was so afraid of dying from a fire, he didn't dare to move for a long time, it was Chi Tong who came to light it.At this time, he was also trembling as he continued the fire.He is originally a wood, so he is afraid of fire when hit.

Human beings always eat cooked food. If he wants to take care of Mu Youfang, he will inevitably have to light a fire and cook frequently.Thinking about Qingmo, he has a big head, first of all he hates fire, fire is his nemesis.Second, he doesn't know how to cook, how to take care of Mu Youfang for decades.

After thinking about it, Qing Mo decided to make a good offering to Mu Youfang for the next few days, and when he recovered from his injuries, it would be fine to send him back to Mu's Village, regardless of whether he remembered it or not.The people in Mu's Village are all relatives and friends, and they will definitely take care of Mu Youfang.

Qing Mo had made a plan in his heart, and his brows were beaming with joy.Thinking happily: Hahaha, that's the decision.He was so happy that he lost his mind with a smirk, and kept throwing the firewood in his hand into the stove.

Chi Tong had already left the kitchen, and Kong Qing was eating noodles in the yard.Kong Qing smelled a strange smell, sniffed and sniffed carefully, looked at the kitchen and said, "Chi Tong, it seems that something is stuck!"

Chitong glanced at the kitchen and said with disgust, "It's really annoying!" Putting down the bowl, she walked towards the kitchen.

Before entering the door, he saw Qing Mo smiling like a fool, his hands were still adding firewood to the stove, looking at his expression and movements, he didn't notice the burning smell in the air at all.Chi Tong held his forehead, walked over, grabbed Qing Mo by the collar of his back with one hand and lifted him up, gnashing his teeth and said: "What are you doing! Are you going to burn my kitchen?"

Under Chi Tong's angry shout, Qing Mo woke up like a dream.He suddenly smelled the smell of burning in the air, and hurriedly shouted: "Ah, my porridge, my porridge is mushy." As he said that, he hurriedly lifted the pot from the stove. It was an iron pan, extremely hot under high temperature, just touching the iron pan with her finger, Qing Mo put her finger close to her ear in pain and shouted: "It's so hot, it's so hot."

Chi Tong looked at Qing Mo's flustered look like a fool, and was very speechless.He turned around and took two rags, wrapped the iron pot and lifted it out easily, watching the flames in the stove still rising.He said sharply, "Extinguish the fire!"

Qing Mo turned around and took a ladle of water, poured it on top of the tongue of fire, "Crack!" and extinguished the fire with a single sound.Seeing this, Chi Tong's entire face turned black. He poured out the fire like this, and it was all wet inside.The next time the fire is regenerated, the kitchen must be filled with thick smoke, and it is extremely difficult to light the fire in the stove.Otherwise, you have to empty the contents of the stove, which is really troublesome.Chitong really wanted to slap this ignorant and heartless guy in front of him with a slap.

Qing Mo had no time to look at Chi Tong's face, he didn't even put down the spoon and still held it in his hand.He approached the iron pot impatiently, opened the lid, and a strong burning smell and hot steam came to his face.Qing Mo was choked and coughed.He felt that he couldn't open his eyes, and under the impact of the high temperature, his whole face was very uncomfortable, as if it had been scorched by the scorching sun.

"You——" Chitong wanted to stop him, the heat was too heavy and it would easily burn him, but he couldn't wait and his hands were too fast, before Chitong finished speaking, he had already opened the lid of the pot.

Qing Mo raised his face, his face was flushed, he looked at Chi Tong with tears in his eyes, and shouted with pain on his face: "It's so hot! It's so hot!"

Chi Tong shouted to the outside of the house: "Kong Qing, quickly get a basin of cool well water."

Kong Qing was standing outside the house just now, knowing the seriousness of the matter, he immediately ran to the well to fetch a basin of well water.

"Bow your head! I'll let you flush with cold water." Chi Tong supported Qing Mo's shoulders, and poured cool well water with bent palms.Qing Mo moved her head closer, her face was hot and stinging, it was extremely uncomfortable.After washing it twice with cool well water, the heat dissipated a little.

Chi Tong's hand rested on Qing Mo's face, a red light flashed past, and bursts of cool and refreshing feeling hit his face, Qing Mo felt much better in an instant.He knew that Chitong was using spiritual techniques to treat him, and he was moved for a while.Although Chitong usually dislikes him, Chitong will help him as soon as anything happens.

Chitong's maintenance is also why he is so careless even after more than 1000 years old, because in his heart, no matter what happens, Chitong will never abandon him.Therefore, he is ignorant of world affairs with peace of mind.

Qing Mo lowered his head to block most of it, so Kong Qing didn't notice anything unusual.

"Is it better?" Chi Tong's voice was neither high nor low, and his expression was still indifferent, but the worry in his eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

Qing Mo looked up, his eyes were still hazy.But the face felt much better, except that it was still a little hot, and the tingling sensation was gone.He slowed down and said, "It's much better."

Chi Tong and Kong Qing looked at Qing Mo's face and eyes, the corners of their mouths twitched, they were relatively speechless.Originally a healthy and handsome face with a bronze color, now it is as red as a monkey's buttocks, and the red eyes are even more conspicuous.The pink gradient color sets off a masculine face, which makes the whole person have an inexplicable sense of humor.

Seeing that the expressions of the two were not right, Qing Mo looked down at the reflection in the water, only to see that his face was flushed red, even redder than cooked pork.Turning his face and eyes full of disgust, he said: "Chitong, can it change back to its original color?"

Chi Tong stood up with arms folded, looked down at Qing Mo and said in a solemn voice: "No! Letting you lose your memory, didn't I teach you before?"

Chi Tong's cold eyes choked, making Qing Mo's eyes drooped and he dared not make a sound.In fact, he can also use spiritual power to heal himself, but facing such a critical moment, he subconsciously only wants to rely on Chitong, so he didn't realize that he himself also has spiritual power to heal.

Chitong hated iron but said: "Did I say that you can't move forward without removing the lid of the pot!?"

Qing Mo nodded, lowered her head silently after being taught by Chi Tong, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.Of course he remembered that incident. It was not long before he was able to transform into a shape. Chitong made a pot of meat and was still stewing, and the meat was fragrant. He couldn't hold back. Sneaking into the kitchen, I couldn't wait to steal a meal, but ended up burning my hand.

The accident happened again, this time not only burned his face, but almost hurt his eyes, Chi Tong was so angry that he really wanted to beat him up so that he could remember.Looking at Qing Mo's lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, knowing what's wrong and not correcting after repeated admonition, his brain is simply a decoration for him, Chi Tong snorted heavily, shook his sleeves and left.

Kong Qing didn't know the reason, but thought it was Qing Mo's recklessness that angered Chi Tong, looked at Qing Mo's red face and shook his head.It is indeed a talent to provoke Chitong, who has always been indifferent and reticent, to such a fury.Kong Qing squatted down to pick up the water on the ground, and stepped out of the kitchen.

Qing Mo looked at the pot of burnt rice porridge and twitched his forehead.This must be inedible.Looking outside the door, there is another person who is waiting to eat the rice porridge he cooked.Qing Mo looked up to the sky and sighed, frowning, the fire was extinguished, what should be done.

After eating the last few mouthfuls of noodles, Kongqing packed up his own and Chitong's dishes and went into the kitchen.I saw Qing Mo still maintaining his original posture, squatting on the ground looking at the pot of mush rice porridge, motionless.

Kong Qing fetched water to wash the dishes, but Qing Mo remained motionless.Kong Qing approached helplessly and asked, "What's the matter with you? Don't pour it out, maybe you still want to eat it."

Qing Mo raised his head and looked at Kong Qing with a grief-stricken expression, his eyes were crystal clear, and he looked very wronged: "Kong Qing, you have to help me!"

Seeing his red face, compared to a carrot just dug out of the soil, his eyes are full of water droplets, which are about to overflow, it's pitiful.It should be uncomfortable to be taught a lesson by Chi Tong, Kong Qing decided to ignore the past: "How can I help?"

"Help me light the fire and make porridge!" Seeing Kong Qing responding to him, Qing Mo grabbed Qing Kong's sleeve doggy-leggedly, for fear that Kong Qing would turn back and not help him again.

"Lighting a fire and making porridge, is this difficult?" Kong Qing didn't understand such a simple matter, why did he look like he was facing a formidable enemy.Kong Qing thought that Qing Mo wanted him to chase after Chi Tong.Chitong flung his sleeves and left, and left the courtyard gate, leaving only one sentence: I will be back in two days, let Kong Qing not worry.

Chi Tong just got angry when he saw Qing Mo being so stupid, so he didn't want to see him for the time being, and went down the mountain to buy books for Kong Qing.

Kong Qing looked at Qing Mo for a while, and shook his head inwardly, Qing Mo didn't even realize that Chi Tong had "run away from home" because of his anger.All he could think about was the pot of porridge in front of him, he glanced at Qing Mo and thought, if I were Chitong, I would be so angry that I would "run away from home".

"It's difficult, I'm afraid of fire!" Qing Mo wiped his itchy nose, looking at the savior, staring at Kong Qing with sparkling eyes.

Kong Qing wanted to pull his sleeve from Qing Mo's hand, but Qing Mo pulled it too tightly and failed: "How old are you, why are you still afraid of fire?"

"No matter how old you are, you are still afraid of fire. It has nothing to do with age, it has something to do with fate." Qing Mo blinked his eyes, looking at Kong Qing pitifully, seeing that Kong Qing still did not let go.Gritting his teeth and thinking about it, he was reluctant to let the child not be caught by the wolf: "As long as you help me, I will dig you a ginseng that is hundreds of years old. Ginseng that is hundreds of years old is very valuable."

Kong Qing didn't want him a ginseng plant, but he thought that Chitong was not there, and there was a patient waiting to eat in the back room.He is so unreliable, it is safer to do it yourself.Otherwise, when he cooks a decent pot of porridge, the people who are waiting to eat will already be hungry and dizzy.

With Kong Qing's consent, Qing Mo heaved a sigh of relief, and before he was relieved, Kong Qing hit him back again.

"Mu Youfang's injury needs to be rested in bed, which means that he is still here early. I can't help you every time, so you still have to learn how to make a fire and cook porridge yourself." Kong Qing picked up Pot, pour out the burnt stuff in the pot, and reminded while cleaning it.

Qing Mo was very unhappy with her head downcast.But whether he picked it up or bumped into it, he should take care of it himself in terms of emotion and reason.Qing Mo followed behind Kong Qing without embarrassment, watching how much rice Kong Qing put in, and how much water he put in after washing the rice. When everything was ready, he was ready to light the fire.

Kong Qing looked at the ashes in the stove that were wet into lumps, and the unburned firewood was covered with water, which was obviously unusable.Kong Qing turned his head and stared at Qing Mo, knowing that he did it without even thinking about it, Chi Tong would never put out the fire like this.

Qing Mo touched his nose, avoiding Kong Qing's gaze in embarrassment.

Kong Qing had to clean up the wet ashes and firewood inside the stove, and then lit a torch to evaporate the moisture inside. After working for a while, the stove was considered usable.

He first put some dry firewood in it, then piled dry grass and dry leaves on top, and blew on the torch to ignite the dry grass and leaves.A flame ignited in the stove in an instant, and then grew bigger and bigger, filling the entire stove.

"It's that simple, isn't it difficult?" Kong Qing said to Qing Mo while helping the firewood in the stove.

Qing Mo was still very afraid of fire, swallowed hard and said, "It's not difficult, but I'm just afraid!"

"I won't eat you again, what are you afraid of! I'm fine too!" Kong Qing patiently enlightened Qing Mo.He thought of Chitong's back just now when he left in anger, and knew how disappointed and helpless Chitong was towards him.

"As long as you follow the number I just counted and don't panic, there is nothing to be afraid of." Kong Qing continued.

Qing Mo complained endlessly, but he could only accept it.He slowly approached for a few minutes, and after thinking about it, he felt that what Kong Qing said made sense. Didn't he burn well when Chi Tong was there before? The previous miss was completely due to carelessness, so it should be fine.

He comforted himself silently, encouraged himself, and slowly leaned over to take over the job of lighting the fire.

Kong Qing moved to the side, and said patiently: "To make porridge, the key point is the word "boil", so the fire should not be too high, but should be boiled slowly over medium heat, so that it will not burn, and the porridge will be delicious and sweet."

Qing Mo took over and slowly added firewood to it, Kong Qing gave him affirmation: "It's the current fire, it's very good, keep it up."

With Kong Qing's careful guidance, Qing Mo was not as nervous as before, and added firewood according to Kong Qing's instructions to control the fire.Stir the porridge and observe the color of the porridge.After less than a quarter of an hour, a pot of sticky and glutinous millet porridge will be ready.

Qing Mo took a bite and it melted in the mouth: "Ah, it's delicious!" He looked at Kong Qing in great surprise.The difference between the two pots before and after was so great that I couldn't believe that the pot of sweet rice porridge in front of me was made by myself.

"You're not stupid. Isn't it normal to be successful?" It's not that Kong Qing doesn't want to praise him, but he's afraid that after a few words of praise, he'll lose his composure and make a fool of himself.So it's better to tell him in a flat tone that this is the most normal thing.

Qing Mo didn't know Kong Qing's good intentions at all, he filled a bowl of porridge with a smirk, and walked towards Mu Youfang's room with it.He did so much just to feed Mu Youfang, and now that the matter has come true, he naturally has to send it to him as soon as possible.