Du Mei was a little confused by what Fang Zheng said, but she still thought it made sense. She waved her hand and said, "I don't understand, so forget it and go pray to the Buddha. After worshiping the Buddha, you have to go back to threshing rice."
Yang Hua was relieved to see that Du Mei finally returned to the topic. He greeted Fang Zheng and entered the Buddhist hall.
But when they entered the Buddhist hall, they saw a new sign at the door. They were a little curious, and when they saw it, they were startled.
Du Mei shouted: "Fangzheng, you want two hundred for this high-quality fragrance? Isn't it too shady? I tell you, you have to be kind and kind. You can't be so shady. Change it immediately!"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Auntie, this is not the price set by me, but by my master. They are all gone, and I, as an apprentice, can't just change the old man's price, right?" Fang Zheng also knew that and Du Mei's theory is useless, and he can't bring out the real behind-the-scenes system, so he can only bring out the one-fingered monk.
Sure enough, although Monk Yi Zhi was poor, he still had prestige at the foot of the mountain. When he heard that it was Monk Yi Zhi's last wish, Du Mei didn't say anything.
Yang Hua helped: "That's right, what do you care about how other temples charge money? Don't burn high-end incense if you don't have money. Isn't it the end of the world if you burn ordinary incense? It doesn't cost money."
"Look at your virtues. You spend thousands of yuan to go to the hospital, buy earthworks for hundreds of yuan and throw them away. You have begged the Buddha. You still want to save money? Didn't you listen to Fang Zheng? Sincerity leads to success? You This must be dishonest!" Du Mei said.
Yang Hua had a bitter look on his face, while Fang Zheng snickered. His aunt was still so domineering!
In the end, Yang Hua took out four hundred yuan and put it on the ground, then took two sticks of incense and went in. Originally, the two of them wanted to ask for one thing, and a stick of incense was enough. But Du Mei wanted to burn a stick of incense herself, so Yang Hua could only bear the pain of bleeding in his heart and buy it.
The two took the incense, stood and worshiped, then knelt down and worshiped, silently praying for something. After a long time, they stood up, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and then stepped out.
Fang Zheng has been standing at the door, waiting.
As soon as the two came out, Du Mei asked Yang Hua: "What wish did you make?"
Yang Hua said: "Don't mention it. At first I made a wish for a son. Then I thought about it. Anyway, asking for one is asking for two. Asking for two is still asking for one. I spent all the money and asked for one more daughter. Twins! How about you?"
"Look at you, you're so shameless, but you still have a twin brother and a phoenix..." Du Mei was a little shy, and then added: "Me too."
The two of them suddenly became happy.
Fang Zheng was also happy, but in exchange the two of them rolled their eyes: "If it doesn't work, come back and refund the money!"
Fang Zheng: “#@￥@#%… ”
After Yang Hua and Du Mei were sent away, the mountain became clean again.
In the afternoon, Dong Qingshan and two young men came to the mountain, not to worship Buddha, but because Tan Juguo asked them to help deliver two bags of rice to Fang Zheng.
After Fang Zheng asked Dong Qingshan to thank Tan Juguo, he sent the three of them down the mountain.
Looking at the two bags of rice in the yard, Fang Zheng sighed and said, "This old man, it's true. When I just casually said that I didn't have food for next year yet, he actually gave me two bags of rice."
After Fangzheng said this, he opened a bag of rice and looked inside. It was all new rice! Apparently it’s the rice that just came out this year…
He has stayed in a village where rice is usually not sold out. Some of it is stored in the lower room of his house and some is used for eating. And everyone often couldn't finish it, leaving it until the next year. The next year, new rice came out, but everyone was reluctant to eat it and still ate old rice. In this way, the new rice became old rice, and they ate old rice every day.
However, what was given to Fang Zheng was new rice. Fang Zheng naturally knew what the favor was.
Silently, he knelt in front of the Buddha and read scriptures for Tan Juguo, Du Mei and others, praying for their good health and longevity.
Then I left the Buddhist hall and prepared for lunch.
After acquiring another 400 yuan, plus the remaining 500 yuan, Fang Zheng now had 900 yuan in hand. This time, Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and bought seven crystal rice seeds and planted them in flower pots. The next day, seven kilograms of crystal rice came out.
Fang Zheng put seven kilograms of crystal rice into the rice jar and sealed it. When cooking, he mixed a bowl of ordinary rice with half a bowl of crystal rice. In this way, although the taste is not as good as that of whole crystal rice, it is much better than eating ordinary rice. If you eat some sauerkraut, pickles and so on, Fangzheng feels like celebrating the New Year! The thought of delicacies from mountains and seas has faded away...
Life on the mountain was very simple. Fangzheng ate every day, cleaned the courtyard, took care of the temple, burned incense and chanted Buddha's name. His life passed very quickly.
Seeing that a month was about to pass, Fang Zheng stood in a daze under the Bodhi tree. It had been a month, except for the first few people, there were only lone wolves running back and forth, and there was no one else. . The temple has been renovated, but it is still so cold...
"Hey, it seems that this mission is impossible." Fang Zheng said with a wry smile.
Over the past month, I have been eating crystal rice. Although it is not pure crystal rice, Fang Zheng's body has obviously improved. His skin has become whiter and more delicate. After taking off his shirt, his muscles are well-proportioned and full of strength. Put on the monk's robe and have a shining bald head.
In addition, reading Buddhist scriptures day and night, worshiping Buddha and paying homage every day, influenced by the peaceful atmosphere on the mountain, the whole person has lost the impetuousness of the world when he first came back to the mountain, and the whole person's energy and spirit have become closer to the Buddha. Going there, the whole person exudes a quiet and peaceful atmosphere...
In addition, Fang Zheng likes to be clean, which can be seen from the fact that he keeps the Buddhist hall clean every day. The fair and handsome little monk, with his quiet and peaceful temperament, standing under the green bodhi tree, looks quite quiet, like a beautiful picture.
The only drawback is that the monk's robe is a bit torn...
"System, is our temple effective?" Fang Zheng was bored and thought of what Du Mei and Yang Hua were asking for. A month was about to pass, and the answer was about to be revealed.
"The golden body of the temple is a body consecrated by the system! It is naturally efficacious! As long as the heart is sincere, everything will work! However, there is only Guanyin in the temple, so it is only effective for seeking children. If you are seeking wealth, it will not work." System road.
Fang Zheng was relieved when he heard what the system said.
At the same time, Yi pointed to the Songwu County Hospital outside the village.
"How many times have I told you? Why are you so worried? Just this year, you have come to our hospital for examination three times! The last time was this month, right? A month has not passed, and you are here again... You just can't believe it. Are our medical skills good?" A young doctor looked helplessly at the rural couple in front of him.
"Doctor, this time is different." Yang Hua said quickly.
The doctor couldn't laugh or cry and said: "When did you not say that? I told you, if you want to have an examination, I won't stop you, and it will be your money spent. I stopped you out of good intentions. There is no need to spend this money, you know? ? You both have problems, and there is no solution, okay?"
PS: It’s finally under contract, it’s not easy, 5555555. Rolling around asking for recommendation votes, member clicks, collections, rewards...
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