"Secretary Tan, this... I... When I came here, here... Oops, I can't explain clearly." Yang Ping looked at the brand-new temple in front of him. He also knew that it was useless to say anything now. Facts speak louder than words. .
Wang Yougui said: "Uncle Tan, don't blame Yang Ping. I guess this kid was lazy at the beginning and must not have gone up the mountain. He just asked people to come down and get the official documents from the government and then went back to submit the mission. Not to mention the fact that he lied, I remember a When I came to this finger temple a few years ago, it was indeed dilapidated. In the past year, I haven’t seen anyone transporting bricks and tiles up the mountain to repair the temple. Why has this temple been renovated?”
Tan Juguo's eyebrows furrowed, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, go and ask."
Wang Yougui and Yang Ping had no objection and followed him together.
On the way, Wang Yougui said: "Uncle Tan, Monk Yi Zhi is no longer there. Now there should be only the square little monk left in Yi Zhi Temple, right? I remember that he was still in the primary school in our village, and you sent him to it later. Middle school and high school, right?”
A flash of memory flashed in Tan Juguo's eyes, he nodded slightly and said: "Yes, that was just a baby back then, and now he is an abbot, haha. Time flies so fast..."
While they were talking, the three of them had already arrived in front of the gate of Yizhi Temple. When they looked up and saw the golden plaque, the three of them subconsciously stood in awe. All their impetuous thoughts were gone, and all they had was the calmness and feelings in their hearts. There was an air of solemnity that made the three of them lower their voices unconsciously.
In the north, especially in rural areas, the land is vast and sparsely populated. In order to facilitate communication, people in the village have been shouting since childhood, so they speak louder. After a long time, I got used to it and couldn't change it.
But at this moment, the three of them lowered their voices unknowingly, and when they reacted, they were really surprised.
At this moment, the temple door has opened, and the three of them naturally walked into the temple easily. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the Bodhi tree in the yard. They saw this tree that was dead and alive, and then came back to life in the cold wind. At the end of autumn, branches sprouted from the dead old tree, and the three of them suddenly felt like they had seen a ghost.
"Uncle Tan, when I came here last time, this tree was almost dry and dead. How come it's still sprouting? This..." Yang Ping said tremblingly.
"Look at your virtue! This is a temple, not a gate to hell. There are also Buddhas appearing. There are no demons and ghosts. What the hell are you afraid of!" Tan Juguo reprimanded.
Yang Ping came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I just think it's too weird."
"Why is it weird? The last time you came here was a few years ago. What's so surprising about the change?" Wang Yougui snorted.
Yang Ping had a bitter look on his face. Regardless of whether Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo believed it or not, he knew best that he had really been here a few days ago! What he saw was just as he said before, broken bricks and tiles, and old trees withered. In just a few days, such a change has occurred. He really felt a little weird and scared.
"Huh? What kind of fragrance?" At this moment, Tan Juguo suddenly took two deep breaths and said.
"It smells so good! It's like the smell of rice, but it's different! It's much more fragrant than the rice in our fields... Just smelling it makes my stomach growl." Wang Yougui said, touching his stomach.
"It seems like it's coming from the backyard, go take a look." Yang Ping smelled the fragrance, and his random thoughts disappeared, and he pointed to the small door to the backyard and shouted.
"Let's go and have a look." Tan Juguo nodded, and the three of them filed in immediately.
As for breaking into a private house without seeing the owner, they really didn't think about it. In the rural areas of the north, this is how relatives move around. When they arrive at someone's house, they don't steal or rob them, they just go in openly. It's just that we usually don't enter the house directly, but shout twice to signal to the host that we are coming.
However, when the three of them entered the backyard, the aroma of the rice became stronger. The aroma was so fragrant that it made people salivate. They subconsciously licked their lips and opened and closed their mouths gently, as if they could eat it. If their stomachs hadn't grumbled in protest at the smell, the three of them probably wouldn't have realized they were hungry and would have thought they had already eaten.
Fang Zheng's kitchen was in the corner. As soon as the three of them came in, they looked through the window and saw Fang Zheng busy in the kitchen.
"Founder! Founder!" Yang Ping was the first to shout.
At this moment, Fang Zheng was soaking some wild vegetables in soy sauce to prepare the next meal. Suddenly I heard someone calling me outside. I looked up and said in surprise: "Accountant Yang? Uncle Wang, Grandpa Tan? Why are you here?"
"What do you mean, why are we here? Your boy is making such a big noise in the mountains, how can we not come and take a look?" Wang Yougui said with a smile.
Fang Zheng left the kitchen and wanted to find two stools, but he found to his dismay that there seemed to be nothing to sit on.
Wang Yougui smiled and scolded: "Okay, don't look for it. I don't think there is anything to entertain us in your small temple, so don't look for stools. They are all from our own family, and we don't pay attention to the things that city people do. Just sit on the floor. .”
After saying that, Wang Yougui sat down on the ground, and Tan Juguo also sat down. Although Yang Ping was a little unhappy, he wiped it on the stone beside him and sat down.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng also sat on the floor, touched his bald head, and asked knowingly: "What's the big noise?"
"Boy, are you okay? I haven't been up the mountain for a year, and you actually renovated the Yizhi Temple. Not bad!" Wang Yougui said with a smile.
Fang Zheng grinned and said nothing, but looked at Yang Ping.
Yang Ping said angrily: "Fangzheng, tell the village chief and secretary, did I come here a few days ago and hand over government documents to you?"
Fang Zheng wanted to lie, but lying was against the rules, so he could only nod and said, "Yes."
As soon as these words came out, Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo were stunned. They thought Yang Ping was lazy and did not go up the mountain, but Yang Ping went up the mountain. So what he said... is it true? The two people looked at each other and saw the suspicion in each other's eyes.
Yang Ping said again: "Fangzheng, let me ask you, was your temple very dilapidated a few days ago?"
Fang Zheng continued to nod: "Yes."
Yang Ping immediately raised his head and looked at Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo, as if to say, Look! I didn't lie, did I
Wang Yougui frowned and said: "Fangzheng, tell your uncle, what is going on? This place was dilapidated a few days ago, why was it renovated a few days later? I haven't seen the construction team come up these days. ah?"
Tan Juguo also said: "Indeed, Mr. Fang, your matter is a bit mysterious."
Fang Zheng thought about it and realized that he couldn't hide this matter, but he couldn't tell the system, otherwise there would be countless troubles. In this case, Fang Zheng's expression suddenly became solemn, then he stood up, clasped his hands together, performed all the etiquette, bowed to the west, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha..."
(End of chapter)