The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Chapter 1155: You are valuable

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Fang Zheng and Ji Xiang nodded, Ji Han smiled happily and continued to run forward.

Fang Zheng quickly followed.

Ji Han ran very fast. Fang Zheng didn't understand why he was running so hard at first. When Fang Zheng chased after him, he realized that Ji Han ran over and cleared the road in advance. Tread down areas with tangled grass and make a path where there are shrubs...

Fang Zheng really couldn't imagine how that small body could get so much power. While I was moved, I felt more and more that the money in my pocket was not enough...

As for the bag of money, Fang Zheng instinctively did not dare to touch it, always feeling that the money had other uses.

As Ji Han said, even if he walked quickly, it took him nearly two hours to climb over the second hill. Standing on the top of the hill, he could already see the lights at the bottom of the mountain. However, there were not many lights, just a few sparse lights. However, there was a large flame burning brightly in the middle of the village, illuminating the small square in the middle.

Along the way, Ji Xiang became familiar with Fang Zheng, and the little girl talked a lot more.

Jixiang explained: "Although our village has electricity, the electricity bill is too expensive and most people don't use it. They only turn on the lights when guests come, or during festivals or when there are children at home who want to study. Normally, everyone We just gathered firewood and piled it together, and at night we lit a big bonfire and chatted around it.”

A campfire is a joyful event for most people.

Fang Zheng also likes bonfire parties, but at this moment, for some reason, he feels a little sad.

How poor do you have to be to be reluctant to use electricity and to go back to ancient society from modern society

Without giving Fang Zheng much time to think, Ji Han was already shouting over there, and Fang Zheng quickly quickened his pace.

Although it was tiring to go up the mountain, it was even harder to go down the mountain because there were no steps to walk, so people had to rely on themselves to control their balance. In addition, it was dark, and even a little monkey in the forest like Ji Han fell several times. However, Ji Han was very strong, and he acted as if nothing happened if he fell, and he was not injured at all. After watching it a few times, Fangzheng understood that Ji Han often fell on purpose, and the way he fell was very particular, so as not to hurt himself and avoid dangerous places.

But Fang Zheng knew that this unique skill must have been thrown thousands of times... If the road was easy, who would be willing to throw such a skill

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng slowed down and took care of Ji Xiang behind him, lest he fall as badly...

Although it was difficult to go down the mountain, it was much faster than going up the mountain. In about an hour, the three of them arrived at the bottom of the mountain and could see Tuyao Village.

Seeing this, Jihan and Jixiang both cheered for victory, and Fangzheng also laughed.

But Fang Zheng knew that it was time to settle the bill.

So Fang Zheng found Ji Han and asked, "Ji Han, how much should I give you?"

When Ji Han heard this, his smile suddenly froze, and then he became nervous in his cheerful mood. Obviously, he is a fan of small money, but when he really wants to make money, the simplicity in his bones still makes him embarrassed to speak.

Fang Zheng encouraged: "You earned this with your skills, and you can take it with peace of mind. How much do you think you should earn this time?"

When Ji Han heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Next to him, Ji Xiang bit his lip in excitement, and pulled Ji Han's clothes with his little hands, pulling secretly, as if to say: "Don't order more..."

Fang Zheng looked at these simple brothers and sisters, and he really didn't know how much he should give. That's why Ji Han himself said that as long as Fang Zheng has it, he will definitely give it to him.

Ji Han finally stretched out a hand, raised three fingers, and said, "Thirty, okay?"

Fangzheng asked reflexively: "How much?"

Jihan thought it was too much, and Jixiang quickly gave Jihan a hand. The anxious little girl almost cried. Ji Han quickly said: "Less is fine... twenty is fine too."

Fang Zheng looked at Ji Xiang who was about to cry, then looked at Ji Han who was in a panic, and then thought about Ji Han's busy figure along the way. Fang Zheng sighed, took out his wallet, and took out all the money in it. I don't know how much it is, but judging from the thickness, it seems to be more than a thousand yuan.

Fang Zheng directly grabbed Ji Han's hand and said, "This is what you deserve. Remember, you earn a living based on your ability. Your attentive service is priceless! Never underestimate yourself, you are valuable!"

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he patted the heads of the two children. At that moment, Fang Zheng burst into tears when he saw Ji Han and Ji Xiang. Ji Han's hand holding the money kept shaking. But Fang Zheng knew that he was not trembling because of the money, but because of respect!

"Pfft!" Before Fang Zheng could react, Ji Han suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng quickly stepped aside and said, "What are you doing?"

Ji Han said: "Thank you, Brother Chang. It's not for money... I can't say, but I know that I should thank you."

Ji Xiang also said: "Brother Chang, please take the money back. What you just said is more important than money."

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly helped the two children up, and said with a smile: "The money is the income from your labor, and the words are given to you. Tuyao Village has not arrived yet, and your work has not been completed yet. Won't you lead the way?"

When Jihan and Jixiang heard this, they immediately laughed.

Jixiang suddenly turned into a flying bird and ran forward with a string of laughter. As he ran, he said: "Welcome to Tuyao Village... Haha..."

Ji Han scratched his head stupidly, looked at the money in his hand, and said with a silly smile: "Brother Chang, I feel like I'm in a dream, so trance-like... Can you pinch me?"

Fang Zheng pinched his little face, and Ji Han said in a tearful tone: "It doesn't hurt... It's over. It was indeed a dream..."

Fang Zheng burst into laughter immediately, raised his hand and slapped Ji Han on the back of the head. Ji Han gritted his teeth in pain, but smiled even happier: "It hurts... I'm not dreaming, haha..."

When Jihan had laughed enough, Fangzheng asked, "Jihan, why do you want thirty yuan?"

Ji Han didn't ask for too much, and he didn't ask for too much. Fang Zheng always felt that there was something fishy in it.

Jihan looked at the cheerful Jixiang running ahead and whispered: "The day after tomorrow is Jixiang's birthday, and I want to buy her a cake. I've already taken a look at it. There is a cake shop in the county, and the cakes are beautiful. They have that There is a small fruit cake, which only costs twenty yuan. I use the remaining ten yuan to take the bus. Brother Chang, you don’t know, but my sister likes cakes. Last year, Uncle Tie’s girl celebrated her birthday. When her brother came back from other places, he bought her a cake as big as two palms, with candles on it. It looked beautiful when lit. At that time, Uncle Tie gave us a small piece, and the taste... um... "

Ji Han looked intoxicated, then waved his hands and said: "My sister came home and told me that it would be great if she could have a birthday like that. From that day on, I have been thinking about how to make money, but I earned The money is too little, barely enough for our living, and for my sister’s tuition. If it’s too much, it’s really hard to earn... "

When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart trembled and he asked, "Do you make money to support your family? Where is your family?"

Fang Zheng remembered that these two siblings always put their mother in their mouths, right

When asked this, Ji Han's cheerful face froze for an instant, and then his eyes became moist. He turned his head away, as if he didn't want Fang Zheng to see him cry, and tried his best to say in what he thought was a cheerful voice: "My dad I went out to work in my early years and never came back. My mother got seriously ill the year before last, and the villagers carried her out, and she left before she left the mountains."

Fang Zheng touched Ji Han's head and said, "Sorry."

Ji Han shook his head and said: "It's okay, let's go, the village is ahead."

After saying that, Ji Han also ran away. Fang Zheng knew that he didn't want Fang Zheng to see him crying. He is a strong, face-saving boy who doesn't want others to see his weak side.

Tuyao Village is much smaller than Fang Zheng thought. There are only about a hundred people in the village, most of whom are old people, women and children.

Fang Zheng's arrival was like the whole village coming to the zoo, except that there was only Fang Zheng, a monkey in the zoo. Everyone looked at the outsider curiously. However, the people in Tuyao Village were very enthusiastic and did not reject Fang Zheng. Instead, they greeted Fang Zheng one by one.

Fortunately, Fang Zheng is proficient in various languages and can respond to their dialects with ease.

"Can you speak Lahu language?" an old man asked in surprise: "Are you from the Lahu tribe?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "I can speak, but I can't write."

As soon as these words came out, the old people, women and children around him all laughed.

The old man said: "You can't write, and I can't write either." Then the old man laughed again...

Fang Zheng looked confused and had no idea what the other person was laughing at.

At this time, Jixiang came over and whispered: "Although our Laku tribe has our own language, we do not have our own writing. We can speak it, but no one can write it."

Fang Zheng suddenly became speechless: "..."

"Okay, folks, we have a distinguished guest in our village. Where's the music? Where's the dancing?" the old man opened his hands and said boldly.

When everyone heard this, they responded one after another, and then they all dispersed, leaving only Fang Zheng himself.

Fang Zheng wiped his nose, looked around, and thought to himself: "The reception from the Laku tribe is really warm... There is no one there..."

Fang Zheng did not walk around, but sat by the campfire, thinking about what to do next.

Just as Fangzheng was thinking about it, footsteps sounded all around him, and the villagers who had just been sitting here were all wearing the national costumes of the Laku tribe. The man wears a black cardigan, the woman wears a long black skirt, and she wears silver bubble pendants on her hands. The long skirt completely accentuates the woman's graceful figure, making her very beautiful.

Even the grannies looked much younger when they put on these clothes, and each of them was full of energy. Going to that station, Fang Zheng felt like he was looking at a fashion model.

The elders were holding an instrument that looked like several pipes tied together. Jixiang explained: "This is the Lusheng, our Laku people's favorite instrument. Grandpa Tie is the best at playing the Lusheng."

(End of chapter)