"Tsk tsk, Fang Zheng, show me if I can still give birth?" An aunt who was almost fifty came over.
Fang Zheng said with an extremely bitter heart: "This aunt is almost fifty, why are you still giving birth? Aren't you tired? Besides, I can't tell whether you can give birth, and it's not my business..."
Fang Zheng said, "Auntie, you have to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva if you can have a baby. If you really want it and ask in good faith, it will be very effective. But you are a bit old, so having a child at this time may be a bit..."
"That's right, old lady, how old are you? Why are you just joining in the fun?" the aunt's man scolded.
"Stay there! How old are you? Do you think I'm old? Do you have a kid outside?" The aunt was furious, and the man was dragged away. As a result, Fangzheng made up his mind on the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
A total of more than 20 villagers came, most of them came to watch the fun, not to beg for a child.
However, a pair of young people were pushed over reluctantly.
"Brother Fangzheng, hello." The two of them looked up and shouted.
Fang Zheng was stunned. He didn't expect that these two people were still his followers when he was a child! They are all children from the village. The boy is named Ma Yuan and the girl is named Liu Xiang. He never expected that these two back men would walk in front of his senior... Looking at the loving eyes of the two, Fang Zheng was immediately stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, and could only silently recite Amitabha in his heart, Calm down.
"You two are married?" Fang Zheng asked.
Ma Yuan said: "Brother Fang, we have been married for a year, but we have been unable to conceive. Isn't this what Aunt Du Mei said, asking for a child here is effective, today... hehe... "
"Then go quickly." Fang Zheng really didn't want to look at these two little guys. Looking at these two people, he had the urge to eat dog food... It was uncomfortable!
Ma Yuan was about to go, but Liu Xiang pulled him back: "Ma Yuan, I'm not going today. Aunt Du Mei went to burn incense, let's wait for another day. I heard that the first stick of incense is effective. It can't last for a year. A stick of incense, why should I burn a stick of incense for a day, right?"
"That's it, then let's wait for another day." Ma Yuan said.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was speechless for a while and said, "Who are you listening to? In Buddhism, there is no such thing as burning incense, and there is no such thing as the efficacy of burning incense. In the eyes of Buddha, all living beings are equal. As long as you are sincere, whenever you burn incense, it will be your first incense. It is not about comparing with others who is earlier."
"Really?" Ma Yuan is a lazy person. After climbing Yizhi Mountain once today, his legs are already weak from fatigue. He is absolutely unwilling to let him climb any more. It would be best if he can solve the problem today.
Liu Xiang asked suspiciously: "Brother Fangzheng, are you telling the truth?"
"Amitabha, monks don't lie. If you don't believe me, go to other temples and ask. The incense stick is just a joke spread by everyone." Fang Zhengyi said righteously! What a joke, what kind of personalities do Fang Zheng still don’t understand about these two people? A little lazy, but also a little enthusiastic, with a fresh personality every day. The two of them are not going to make incense today. If they delay, they will probably have to wait until next month or the next year! What about his mission
When Ma Yuan and Liu Xiang saw Fang Zheng looking so serious, they believed him and immediately went in to burn incense and pray to Buddha.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and murmured silently: "If they also have two sticks of incense, then it would be the stone pillar incense! Hehe..."
Except for Ma Yuan and Liu Xiang, everyone else came with them and just watched the excitement.
A group of people were noisy and made the Yizhi Temple a mess.
Fang Zheng was used to being clean and tidy, but suddenly so many people came in and dragged him here and there, which was really unbearable. Especially those seven aunts and eight aunts, who even chased him and asked him when he would get married
He wanted to, but could he
So Fang Zheng ran away...
When passing by the Buddhist hall, they happened to see Du Mei and Yang Hua burning two sticks of incense. Ma Yuan and Liu Xiang originally planned to burn two sticks of ordinary incense, but they were burned by Yang Hua and Du Mei, two so-called experienced people. Someone stopped me.
"Be sincere! What is sincerity? It costs nothing to burn incense, so how can it be called sincerity? Look at us, we have two sticks of two hundred incense again!" Du Mei said.
Liu Xiang looked at Ma Yuan. With so many villagers watching, he couldn't lose his place! So Ma Yuan gritted his teeth, took out four hundred yuan, took two sticks of incense, and took Liu Xiang to burn the incense.
When Fang Zheng saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes: "I got four sticks of high incense and eight hundred yuan! Wow haha... If I had so much incense money every day, I could eat crystal rice all the time!"
When Liu Xiang put the last stick of incense on it, Fang Zheng smiled...
"Ding! Mission two is completed, 100% complete, perfect! Congratulations on getting a Buddha vat!"
Fang Zheng felt very happy when he heard the previous words. When he heard the reward behind, he suddenly withered! After a month of hard work, it would be hard for anyone to get a water tank. Especially when he is at the end of his rope...
But when it comes to water, Fang Zheng is also worried. The well at home seems to be no longer producing water. If this is true, then he will be in trouble. Yi Zhi pointed out that the only spring on the mountain was halfway up the mountain. He had to go down the mountain to fetch water... His back ached just thinking about it.
"Host, the water tank has been placed in the kitchen."
"I know, just leave it alone, hey..." Fang Zheng felt uncomfortable in his waist as soon as he heard the water tank.
When I went out, I saw that the villagers were still looking around. More people were talking about the dead Bodhi tree. They said between the lines that the tree would not survive this winter. It's almost November, and the winter snow is coming.
Hearing this, Fang Zheng was also a little helpless. Although the Bodhi tree was a bit silly, he couldn't bear it to freeze to death. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.
The temple is so big, everyone joins in the fun and disperses when they have seen enough.
After Liu Xiang and Ma Yuan finished offering the incense, they were still a little worried and ran over to ask Fang Zheng: "Brother Fang Zheng, um, can you just offer one stick of incense?"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Amitabha, one stick of incense is enough."
"But don't other temples have to draw lots or something? Why don't you have anything here? Also, do you have any magic talismans or something? Just to keep you safe or something." Liu Xiang asked chirpingly.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "A sincere heart is spiritual, and everything is empty." But his heart was extremely sad and angry, and he wanted to do it too! But the system didn’t give me any props! He couldn't do it himself... so he had to give up.
Looking at the two people leaving reluctantly, Fang Zheng sighed again. After rearranging the yard and cleaning the Buddhist hall, he went to the kitchen to take a look at his water tank.
Fang Zheng's face turned bitter as soon as he opened the kitchen door. He saw a large water tank as tall as a person standing in his back kitchen!
(End of chapter)