"I want to curse. After walking for so long, why is there no sign? Can anyone tell me how to get to this intersection!" Fang Zheng stood at the intersection with a depressed look on his face. That's right, our master is lost. !
At this moment, a car suddenly stopped, and a man stuck his head out and said with a smile: "Master, where are you going?"
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, hello donor, I want to go to Songwu County." Fang Zheng thought for a while and pointed to the mountain. Most of the time, the other party didn't know him, but Songwu County should know. Fang Zheng looked up and was stunned!
The other party was also stunned, and then shouted in unison: "It's you?!"
The driver of the car, Fang Zheng, was no stranger. It was Jing Yan, the beautiful woman who had come to the mountain to cover the calligraphy competition and had her skirt bitten off.
"Master, where are you going? Well... are you coming out of Baiyun Temple?" Jing Yan looked at the road behind Fang Zheng and asked with a smile.
Fang Zheng said: "Female donor, the poor monk is not a master. You should call me Master Fang Zheng. The poor monk has indeed just come out of Baiyun Temple and is about to return to Yizhi Temple."
"That's a coincidence. I also want to go to Songwu County. But I have to go to another place in the middle and then go back. Master Fangzheng, if you are not in a hurry, can I see you off?" Jing Yan said with a smile.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately happy. He was worried about how to go back. If he really had to walk back, it would be too far and he could bear the fatigue, but it would be a waste of time! There is no one in Yizhi Temple. Although there are villagers and wolves and squirrels looking after the house, I am still a little worried. Now that I can take a ride, of course one hundred and twenty people are willing! The most important thing is that this car looks very high-end. He has never been in such a high-end car.
So Fangzheng clasped his hands together and saluted, "Then I'll give you some help. The poor monk is not in a hurry."
"Then what else are you talking about? Master, get in the car quickly." Jing Yan opened the car door generously, Fangzheng got in the car, sat on the soft chair, leaned back, and her whole body seemed to sink into the chair, it was very comfortable !
"This car is more comfortable than a taxi. It's great." Fang Zheng said with emotion in his heart.
"Master Fangzheng." Jing Yan suddenly asked.
Fang Zheng looked at Jing Yan in confusion and asked, "Donor, what's wrong? Why don't you leave?"
"Uh, please put your seat belt on first." Jing Yan said helplessly.
Fangzheng was stunned, seat belt? He had seen it in books and on TV, but never in real life. When he looked sideways, he saw a black belt. After pulling it out, he felt a little stupid. How to use this thing
"Master Fangzheng, have you never been in a car?" Jing Yan understood.
Fang Zheng said calmly: "The poor monk has ridden in bullock carts, horse-drawn carriages, bicycles, and tractors. He took a taxi a few days ago, but this is the first time he has ridden in such a high-end car."
Jing Yan was stunned, there really are people who have never ridden in such a car these days! Her car was not a luxury car, and taxis also had seat belts. They were all used in the same way... Looking at Fang Zheng in front of her, Jing Yan understood that the monk also sat in the back when taking a taxi. Thinking of this, Jing Yan sighed: "Master, you are really different from your peers."
As for how to do it differently, Jing Yan didn't say, but leaned down and pulled the square seat belt.
Fang Zheng's muscles were all tense subconsciously. This was the first time for him to be so close to a woman. Smelling her fragrance, Fang Zheng couldn't help but thought in his heart: "Amitabha, when can I return to secular life..."
Jing Yan helped Fang Zheng put on his seat belt, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.
Fang Zheng was not good at talking to women, and Jing Yan seemed to have something on his mind. The two of them didn't communicate much until Jing Yan wandered deep into the mountains and saw a village. Fang Zheng couldn't help but ask: " Female donor, what are you doing here?”
Jing Yan said: "This is no longer Baiyun County, but Guan County, which is the most impoverished county in the city. In terms of poverty, there are probably not many people in the province who can compare with them. The first one is Guan County. A poor village, Dongliang Village.”
"Oh, the female donor is here to help them?" Fang Zheng is no stranger to Dongliang Village. He watches the news every day. Dongliang Village often makes headlines. The children there are pitiful, skinny and skinny, and they are happy if they have enough to eat. Therefore, people often come to Dongliang Village to donate. There are even celebrities who have come to Dongliang Village to provide peer-to-peer support. Fang Zheng had known about Jing Yan's family situation a long time ago, otherwise those people wouldn't have been so afraid of her, so they naturally thought that Jing Yan was here to show their love.
As a result, Jing Yan shook her head decisively and sneered: "Poverty alleviation? No, I'm here to find out the truth! Some people are so shameless!"
"Uh... what do you mean?" Fang Zheng was stunned.
"Master, you don't know Dongliang Village. If I tell you, you may not believe it. But I believe you are a good monk and a good master. After you enter the village, you can see for yourself, and then you can tell me your opinion. , okay? I don’t want my emotions to affect my judgment, nor do I want to be prejudicial.” Since the trip to Yizhishan, Jing Yan has become much more cautious in doing things, and will never make casual conclusions again. They all do enough homework and research before drawing conclusions.
Fang Zheng didn't understand what Jing Yan meant, but this request was quite satisfying, so he nodded and said, "Amitabha, I, the poor monk, can give it a try."
On the way back, Jing Yan hesitated to speak several times, but finally she didn't say anything. Although Fang Zheng was a little curious, he wouldn't ask if people didn't tell him, so the two of them came to Dongliang Village quietly.
There is a broken gate at the entrance of the village. On the gate, it says "Dongliang Village welcomes you." There are also quotes from great people on both sides, which gives people a not too bad feeling.
But after approaching the village, Fang Zheng's brows furrowed.
As soon as the car entered the village, a group of people gathered around it. The person who was squatting at the entrance of the village to talk also sat down directly, looking sick.
The villagers who gathered around included men, women, and children. However, no one spoke, but looked at Jing Yan quietly, some even looked a little wary.
At this moment, several adults ran over and pulled the child far away, preventing the child from getting close to the car.
Jing Yan parked the car at the entrance of the village, took out her sunglasses, put them on, and got out of the car.
Fang Zheng looked at the cloudy sky outside and shook his head slightly, wondering why Jing Yan was wearing sunglasses. Although the snow is reflective and can easily lead to snow blindness, that reaction only occurs in the completely white wilderness. The village is not entirely white, and the floodlight is not that intense, so it is completely unnecessary.
When the villagers saw that Jing Yan was a woman, the vigilance in their eyes became less intense.
Jing Yan smiled and said: "Hello everyone, my name is Jing Yan. I have nothing to say. I have some things in the trunk for you. Come and take a look. If you need anything, just grab it."
After saying that, Jing Yan opened the trunk.
When Fang Zheng heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed. What did Jing Yan mean? Although he is poor, he can't talk like this, right
(End of chapter)