Lu Rong took two steps back, and looked at the statue wrapped in red cloth on the far side. The three gods next to it were three gods, so what is this
Master Hong saw what he was thinking, and said: "Our temple doesn't stick to those, but Buddhas and gods. People in the village can invite them to worship whatever they want. Besides, I am the only one who serves the gods. Isn't he lonely? The gods must I also like to be lively. But this god, you don’t need to worship it, little baby.”
The rich man next to him laughed and waved to Lu Rong: "Let's go, let's go home."
Instead, Shen Jize became curious and asked, "Master Hong, who is this statue?"
Master Hong showed a meaningful smile: "Baby, you can come to worship in a few years, this is Yuelao, come to worship when you want to find a wife, or you can bring it with you when you find a wife."
Shen Jize didn't know Yue Lao, but he knew what a wife was. Facing the teasing eyes of the adults, he pretended to look at the other gods calmly, but his ears turned red secretly.
Seeing his abnormality, Lu Rong kept staring at him curiously. Shen Jize stretched out his hand and turned his head aside calmly.
After the three of them left the temple, they went down the mountain. Lu Rong began to pester Mr. Cai to ask questions about his doubts.
"Grandpa, what is that Yuelao? Why does Master Hong ask my brother to worship when he wants to find a wife? Can't he worship if he doesn't find a wife?"
The rich man carried the empty bamboo basket, smiled down the stairs, and said, "Because Yue Lao will bless you, brother Xiao Ze and his wife, to love each other forever."
"Oh..." Lu Rong nodded with a half understanding.
"Oh, I won't go with you anymore, slowly." Shen Jize quickened his pace impatiently, and trotted down the steps by himself without holding Lu Rong's hand.
The rich man knew that this was embarrassment, so he didn't point it out, and only told behind: "Don't run fast, be careful of falling."
Lu Rong thought for a while in silence, his eyes wandered, and he asked softly: "Grandpa, can I take my wife to worship in the future? It's also kind and loving."
Cai Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, choked with laughter and began to cough. It wasn't until Lu Rong's face gradually showed anger that he smiled and said, "Bye bye, my baby will also say goodbye, and I will bring my wife to say goodbye, and bless you all with love and love, and grow old forever."
"Then why are you laughing?" Lu Rong pouted accusingly.
The rich man hurriedly said: "Don't laugh, grandpa doesn't laugh anymore." He forced his smile away, and stroked the top of Lu Rong's soft hair: "Oh, my baby is like a tender pea, thinking about his wife too."
"I'm not a tender pea, I'm a young green onion."
"Yes, yes, you are Xiaoniancong." Cai Ye started coughing again.
After returning home, the rich man went to the village committee, and the two children began to do their homework, sitting opposite the desk.
Lu Rong took out his math notebook to do the math. Shen Jize had already finished writing the composition about his father sending him to the hospital, and he was starting to write the second one.
"My classmate, Xiao Ming, has a red face like an apple, big eyes, shining with wisdom..."
He has used this beginning countless times, engraved the words and sentences in his heart, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper, rustling rapidly.
After calculating a problem, Lu Rong was attracted by his speed. After staring at the grid book for a long time, he admired: "Brother, you are so fast at writing."
"If you study hard, you will be the same as your brother." Shen Jize replied without raising his head.
"What are you writing about? Is it about going to the temple?" Lu Rong recalled that at the beginning he asked himself to look at those god statues, saying that they were important composition materials.
Shen Jize: "Yes, usually anything interesting is the material for my composition."
Lu Rong stretched out his upper body to read Shen Jize's composition, but he blocked it.
"Don't look at mine, seriously write your own."
Lu Rong sat down awkwardly and picked up his pen, then he asked again: "Do you have any composition during the holidays?"
"Yes, I need to write five."
Shen Jize said earnestly: "What we experienced today is very interesting. You can write it down and describe the appearance of the statue carefully."
"Yes, I see." Lu Rong nodded seriously.
Shen Jize sighed maturely, bowed his head and continued writing.
"...Xiao Ming said: It doesn't matter if you failed the exam once, as long as you work hard in the future. After hearing this, I wiped away the tears on my face and made up my mind..."
After finishing their homework, the two went to the river. Because he didn't dare to swim in the river anymore, he sat under an old willow tree and soaked his feet in the cool shallow water.
Shen Jize touched a few stones to float in the water. Seeing the string of water splashes jumping forward, he narrowed his eyes. Suddenly a small hand was stretched out, holding a ball made of wicker in the white palm: "Brother, here it is."
"It's a good shot." Shen Jize said perfunctorily.
Lu Rong looked at him in shock, with an expression of disbelief: "This is not a ball!"
"It's not a ball?" Shen Jize took it and weighed it, "What is it if it's not a ball?"
Lu Rong scratched his face, and finally said: "This is the deer I made."
"Little deer?" Shen Jize was also surprised, "Where is this little deer?"
"Look, there are four legs underneath, and two horns on the head." Lu Rong pointed to the small bumps on the ball.
Shen Jize stared at the four round dimples on the back of his hand, turned his head to look at his drooping long eyelashes, and swallowed his rebuttal.
"The legs seem a little too short." He said tactfully.
Lu Rong asked blankly, "Is it too short?"
Shen Jize raised his hand and pulled a willow branch, then picked the thinnest end and pulled four pieces, and inserted them under the ball.
"Look, this is a fawn with legs."
"Really, this is a deer with four legs." Lu Rong's eyes lit up, and he took it happily.
In fact, Shen Jize felt that the four willow branches on the ball looked like a stool rather than a deer, but he didn't make a sound when he saw that Lu Rong couldn't put it down.
The stool deer is the stool deer.