Buddhism

Qing Mo couldn't wait to push open the door.Due to his weakness, Mu Youfang had already fallen asleep at this time.Holding the porridge bowl, he pushed Mu Youfang awake: "The porridge is ready, let's get up and drink."

Mu Youfang was in a daze and didn't hear what Qing Mo said clearly. In a trance, he saw a red face dangling in front of his eyes. Mu Youfang was so frightened that his face turned pale instantly, and he screamed out of his wits: "Ah!" Immediately hid down, and then retracted into the quilt.With his head covered by the quilt, he thought tremblingly: Am I already dead? Is this a ghost sent by the underworld?Are you here to take my soul to the Hall of Yama?

Qing Mo looked puzzled, pulled the quilt, and shouted: "What are you doing? You're so scared!" His eyes touched his red hands holding the quilt, and he suddenly remembered that it was his red face that made people feel angry. scared.

Qing Mo withdrew his hand pulling the quilt, and stood awkwardly by the bed.After a while, he coughed twice and said, "I'm Qingmo, I'm fine, come out!"

Mu Youfang hid under the blanket in fear.Hearing the voice from outside, it seemed quite familiar.He forced himself to calm down and reconfirmed that it seemed to be Qing Mo's voice.

He wondered, could it be that he just had a dream and didn't wake up?He hesitated for a while, and then slowly got out of the quilt, the red face was still in his eyes, but with familiar facial features.Mu Youfang looked at Qing Mo with blank eyes, dumbfounded.

It took him a while to recover his voice, swallowed his dry throat and asked, "Qing Mo, you...what's wrong with your face?"

Qing Mo sat down on the edge of Mu Youfang's bed, and said indifferently: "Oh, I just got burned, except for a little redness, there is nothing wrong with it."

"That's it." Mu Youfang took a few serious glances, feeling that a person with a red face on his face is really scary.

Qing Mo dug a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Mu Youfang's mouth: "Open your mouth, let's drink the porridge."

Mu Youfang opened his mouth subconsciously, and ate the porridge that Qing Mo fed.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Qing Mo tilted his ear and tried his eyes.

Facing the anticipation on Shang Qingmo's face, Mu Youfang nodded.In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was delicious or not. After sleeping for a few days, his sense of taste hadn't fully awakened yet.

"This is the first time I cook porridge, just for you to eat, are you happy?" Hearing the affirmation, Qing Mo happily asked for credit.

Qing Mo blinked, looked at Qing Mo who was smiling proudly, and nodded again.The eyes are bright, the corners of the mouth are drawn into a smile.

"Just eat it if you like it, and I'll serve it for you after you finish eating it." After drinking a bowl of porridge, Qing Mo rambled a lot.From the complexity and difficulty of making porridge to the surprise and joy of rice porridge, in short, it is a real talk.

Mu Youfang's mind was blank, and he was very curious about everything, so he listened to every word Qing Mo said with relish.

In this way, with Qing Mo's rambling, Mu Youfang unknowingly ate four bowls of rice porridge.If Kong Qing hadn't noticed something was wrong and stopped it in time, the heartless Qing Mo would have to feed Mu Youfang the whole pot of porridge.

Mu Youfang lay on the bed with his back stretched out, stretching his intestines and stomach. He barely moved his big belly and turned over. He felt that the food in his belly was going to fill his neck: "Uh!" He slapped Hiccupping, looking at the closed door without tears, unconsciously stretched like this, really uncomfortable.

"Qing Mo, come, come here!" Sitting at the stone table, Kong Qing called Qing Mo who had just come out of the kitchen and was about to go to Mu Youfang's room.

Qing Mo changed direction, walked towards Kongqing, and asked, "What's wrong?" Looking around the courtyard, there was no sign of Dao Chitong, and the door to Chitong's room was also closed, wondering if he had no daylight The habit of going back to the room to sleep.He stopped walking full of suspicion: "Where is Chi Tong? Why didn't he accompany you to study today?"

Kong Qing calculated the time, and it was almost time for lunch.This cabin has two rooms and one yard in total, as long as it doesn't rain during the day, Chi Tong doesn't like to stay in the room, they all know this.At this time, he realized that Chitong was not there, and he really lacked heart and lungs. "He's gone down the mountain, and he won't be back until two days later."

"Why did you suddenly go down the mountain?" Qing Mo was puzzled.

"It's something to do, anyway, I'll be back in two days." Kong Qing didn't say that he left in anger, but in fact, Chitong wouldn't leave angry because of such a trivial matter.Xu felt that Qing Mo was really stupid, he looked tired and simply out of sight and out of mind, so he went out for two days to change his mood before coming back.

"Oh, that's it." Qing Mo didn't ask any further questions, walked to the stone table and sat down opposite Kong Qing.

Kong Qing tapped the stone table with his fingers, thinking about how to teach Qing Mo to understand these most basic common sense things.

Hearing Kong Qing's rhythmic knocking sound, Qing Mo couldn't help thinking of Chi Tong, and slandered: "Could it be that after living together for a long time, many problems can be contagious?" table, that is, when he did something that displeased him, it was not a good memory.Immediately, he was not very happy and said: "If you have something to talk about, why knock on the table."

Kong Qing looked at his hand, surprised, how he had learned the habit of Chitong unconsciously.Shaking his head to get rid of other emotions, he stopped knocking on the table, looked at Qing Mo and said, "You, apart from Chitong, have you never lived with anyone else?"

"Do you count?" Qing Mo replied without thinking.

"I don't count either, only people other than me and Chi Tong." Kong Qing said.

Qing Mo was lying on the table, resting his chin on his hands, looking around, not looking upright.Looking up at Kong Qing who was sitting upright, he spit out two words neatly: "No!"

As expected: "Well, from now on, you have to pay attention to some basic issues." Kong Qing said bluntly.

Qing Mo was looked at inexplicably, he could always feel the majesty of Chi Tong in Kong Qing, he subconsciously got up and sat upright: "What basic question?"

After the incident of cooking porridge, Qing Mo has changed his view of Kong Qing, and coupled with the fact that he always has the shadow of red pupils, Qing Mo now looks at Kong Qing and doesn't feel that Kong Qing is not even ten years old.If Qing Mo thought about it carefully, he would definitely feel terrified, but he was so nervous that he didn't notice at all that Kong Qing's IQ and actions had far surpassed those of ten years old.

"Mu Youfang is now a patient, and he has many taboos about his diet. For example, he has to eat lightly, and he has to eat small meals frequently. He will be able to get out of bed in a few days, and he has to be helped out for a walk to absorb the essence of everything. Reiki helps his body to recover. You should not be surprised when you talk or do things, so as not to disturb his tranquility. He is now physically and mentally damaged and needs to be recuperated."

Knowing the pros and cons, Qing Mo nodded solemnly: "I will pay attention to it in the future." He really doesn't know these small details about human beings. After thinking about it, if there is no Kong Qing's help, he is afraid that this will happen. The son is still struggling with how to cook the porridge well.In view of Kong Qing's various help to him, Qing Mo decided to learn from Kong Qing and listen to him carefully.

After all, Chitong is not here now, if he breaks people because of his recklessness, Kong Qing's medical skills are only superficial now, where will he find someone to save his life?

Seeing that Qing Mo listened to opinions humbly, Kong Qing felt a little relieved: "In the future, you can't be so reckless in doing things, harming others and benefiting yourself."

"Understood." Qing Mo nodded, almost docile and obedient.

Kong Qing was dumbfounded, could it be that he was so docile and obedient because Chi Tong was not around and he didn't have the capital to die?Thinking about it, no matter what, as long as he doesn't do anything anymore, he will be really grateful if he turns out to be a moth.Chitong is not here, if he really messes up something, he will be powerless if his skills are too shallow.

There was nothing more to say so far, Kong Qing nodded, and opened his scriptures.

Seeing that Kong Qing had opened the scriptures, Qing Mo knew that there was nothing wrong with him, got up and walked to Mu Youfang's room.

Qing Mo pushed the door open, his eyes just met Mu Youfang's slightly resentful eyes, he paused, closed the door with his backhand, and asked, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Or what?"

Mu Youfang straightened his waist and let out a breath, raised his finger and pointed to his stomach through the quilt: "It's swollen here, it's uncomfortable."

Qing Mo walked over and lifted the quilt, only to see Mu Youfang's round belly protruding from his thin inner garment, Qing Mo raised his hand to touch it: "Ah, why is it so big?" Qing Mo reproached carelessly : "Why didn't you make a sound when you were full just now? If you said so, I wouldn't have given you food."

Mu Youfang looked at Qing Mo innocently, moved his lips, but didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Qing Mo swallowed the rest of the words, and cursed himself secretly, he has lost his memory and knows what.Still have the face to say others, it is obviously your own fault.

Qing Mo didn't know how uncomfortable it would be because he had never tried it.He didn't even know how to solve this situation: "Wait a minute, I'll call the little monk over to have a look." He opened the door and called Kong Qing.

He dragged Kong Qing to explain the situation, and at the same time took Kong Qing to Mu Youfang's room: "Mu Youfang's support is not light, and his bulging stomach looks a little scary."

Kong Qing knew that Mu Youfang would last, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. Looking at Mu Youfang's pale face, he gently tried Mu Youfang's bulging belly with his hand, and asked, "Can you get up? Do you have the strength to walk?"

Mu Youfang spread out on the bed and shook his head.Now he feels uncomfortable lying down, how can he stand up and walk.

Kong Qing lifted Mu Youfang's clothes covering his stomach, and said to Qing Mo, "Qing Mo, I'm too weak. You can massage his stomach along his stomach with your hands, which will help digestion. Be gentle first."

Qing Mo put his hands on Mu Youfang's stomach, and massaged Mu Youfang's stomach according to Kong Qing's dictation.He first presses the Zhongwan, Tianshu and Zusanli points, pushes left and right, up and down, and then pushes back and forth a few times with both hands.Then the speed changed from slow to fast, and the force changed from light to heavy. After pressing for half an hour, Mu Youfang's stomach was obviously smaller with the naked eye, which was considered to help him eat.

"Is it better?" Kong Qing asked.

Mu Youfang felt a gurgling sound in his stomach, and tried to subdue it, and it really got better, and he beamed with joy: "It's much better."

"It's good that it's much better, Qing Mo, there's no need to continue, you can rest for a while." Kong Qing said to Qing Mo who was still working hard to continue massaging.

Qing Mo stopped, seeing Mu Youfang's complexion improved, and relieved: "I'm not tired, as long as I'm fine."

Kong Qing recalled the situation in Mujia Village, and guessed that Mu Youfang usually had clear soup and little water, and hadn't eaten enough grains. Now that he has been in a coma for several days, his stomach has shrunk a lot, so only four bowls of porridge are enough. Can support him like this.

"It's all right, just take a good rest, I'll be in the yard. Qingmo can call me if there's anything to do." Kong Qing said.

Mu Youfang nodded gratefully.

Kong Qing thought that he hadn't finished copying the Buddhist scriptures yet, and now that he had nothing to do, he went out to copy the Buddhist scriptures.

Qingmo helped Mu Youfang cover the quilt.It was my own negligence that caused Mu Youfang to suffer again. It was simply a sin, a sin!

"Rest, I'll watch over you in the room." Qing Mo sat upright, looking at the tired Mu Youfang and said.

After such a toss, Mu Youfang was indeed a little tired. He yawned, closed his eyes slowly, and gradually fell asleep.

Qing Mo opened his eyes, and sat or lay down beside the bed to watch Mu Youfang's sleeping face for a while, feeling bored.Going to the table again, sitting or lying down, changing dozens of postures, no matter how I change them, I feel bored.Yawning, tears in my eyes.

Qing Mo looked at Mu Youfang, and muttered in a trance: I don't know why, every time I watch you sleep, I feel very sleepy too.

In a daze, Qing Mo dragged his drowsy body onto the bed, and subconsciously adjusted a comfortable sleeping position.Facing Mu Youfang, leaning sideways with his arms on Mu Youfang's stomach, he fell asleep unconsciously.