Seeing this, Hua Luo and others shouted a few more times without giving up, but Fang Zheng's plain voice came from inside: "Donors, please come back. If you want to eat, please get up early next year."
Everyone had no choice but to ask Wang Yougui for help.
Hua Luo said: "Village Chief, we are old acquaintances, and we have helped your village a lot. You see... isn't it..."
Wang Yougui smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know Fang Zheng's temper. If he says one thing is one thing, and he says there is no more, it must be no more. Come on, for the sake of our good relationship, I will go back and discuss with other people to even it out for you. Bring some out.”
Hua Luo had no hope of getting any more rice dumplings, but when Wang Yougui said this, she immediately burst into laughter and quickly agreed.
So a group of people went down the mountain in a mighty manner. Wang Yougui still had authority in the village. After a word, the villagers were not stingy. Each household brought out a few, and each of these tourists could eat one. . Naturally, I carefully store the ones I have eaten before, so I can taste them slowly when I go back. Those who had never eaten it were eager to open it and try it. They were curious about how delicious the rice dumplings were, which made those people have the perseverance to wait on the mountain for a whole day!
As a result, I regretted everything I ate.
"Oops, I've run out of food. What should I do if I want to eat again..."
"I regret it. I would have eaten half a mouthful and kept it."
"I obviously just wanted to eat a little, but why couldn't I hold back..."
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What I regret the most is the woman who initially said there was something wrong with Fang Zheng’s rice dumplings. If she hadn’t been a mouthful before, she would have been able to eat at least a few now... What a regret!
No matter how much everyone complains, the villagers have worked hard and they did get delicious food without spending any money! No matter how unhappy I felt, I felt happy and drove back one by one. But I silently remembered the One Finger Temple in my heart, remembered today, and today next year, they will come at one o'clock, and they must come early!
At the same time, various photos of Yizhi Temple and bamboo forests were also circulated. After receiving the benefits from the villagers, everyone naturally tried their best to help Yizhi Village brag and spread the words and stories the villagers told. The most amazing thing among them is the Yang Hua family's request for a son.
Yizhi Temple once again became a topic of conversation for many people after dinner. The news of Yizhi Temple's effectiveness also reached the ears of a man who was eating dry steamed buns. The man raised his head, thought about it, and put away the remaining half Steamed bun.
A new day has arrived, and yesterday's storm has dissipated.
The sun hasn't jumped above the horizon yet, but the sky is already bright. After Red Boy explained what the big rooster was crowing, Fang Zheng decisively set the alarm clock and stopped listening to the rooster crow. He always felt that the crow was full of pain in his balls.
After cleaning the Buddhist hall and having breakfast, Fang Zheng calmly opened the door, only to find two people standing at the door!
A man in black pants and a gray shirt. On such a hot day, the man is still wearing long sleeves. The long sleeves are rolled up and worn as short sleeves. Standing next to him was a little girl holding a stuffed rabbit with one ear missing. The little girl was wearing yellow clothes and red cropped pants. She stood beside the man a little scared, holding his hand. a little nervous. Seeing Fang Zheng coming out, he immediately hid behind the man.
The man's temples were a little white and he looked young, but his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.
Fang Zheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good morning to you two donors."
The man tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said: "Master, morning..."
"Amitabha, benefactor, please come in." Those who came to the temple were just asking for help from the Buddha, so Fang Zheng naturally invited people in.
However, what surprised Fang Zheng was that the man did not go inside. Instead, he hesitated and asked Fang Zheng, "Excuse me, abbot, is this... really effective?"
"Sincerity leads to wisdom." Fang Zheng had seen this kind of question too many times and answered casually.
The man nodded and took the little girl into the temple. He saw a lush Bodhi tree in front of him. The influence of Buddhism from the plaque made his restless heart calm down a lot. The little girl was no longer so scared and secretly smiled at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng smiled back.
The man took the little girl to the door of the Buddhist hall, looked at the sign on the door, and there was a flash of hesitation in his eyes.
Fang Zheng said softly: "High incense and ordinary incense are just different in image. Whether the heart is sincere or not has nothing to do with the incense. When the heart is there, it is there."
The man breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Fang Zheng gratefully, took the little girl into the Buddhist hall, and then whispered: "You will do whatever daddy does, you know?"
"Yes." The little girl nodded obediently, and then the man lit the incense, kneeled down with the girl, and prayed silently. After finishing the process, he took the little girl out of the temple and asked Fang Zheng, "Master, may I ask, does the temple open at this time every day?"
Fang Zheng said: "The opening time every day is not certain."
"Then... can it be earlier?" The man hesitated and then asked.
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Of course, what time does the donor want to open the door?"
"Is six o'clock okay?" the man asked.
Fangzheng was shocked, so early? Although the days in the Northeast will become longer and longer after winter, it will light up earlier and get dark later. But six o'clock is a bit early after all. However, seeing the embarrassment and a hint of hope in the man's eyes, Fang Zheng still nodded and said, "Okay."
"Thank you, Master." The man breathed a sigh of relief and left with the girl.
Looking at the two people's backs, Fang Zheng silently opened his eyes, but nothing happened to them. No matter how hard I opened my eyes, I still couldn't see anything...
Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and stopped paying attention.
In the past few days, Honghai'er would go out to rain at night, and it would rain in several nearby drought-stricken villages. Under the pretext that he was tired from casting spells, he stopped doing any work and slept until he woke up naturally every day. His little life was very comfortable. In this regard, Fang Zheng ignored him. Instead, he placed a lot of water containers in the yard, collected the rainwater, and poured it into the Buddha vat. The result was that the taste was exactly the same.
After less than half a month of continuous rainfall, and the villagers took the initiative to close the wells, the sandy soil here also helped a lot. The rainwater seeped down quickly, and the groundwater accumulated more and more. Now, the Yizhi Spring is leaking water again. But the water flow is not big.
Fortunately, the villagers are paying more and more attention to environmental protection. They have also cleaned up the original river channel of Yizhi Spring and merged it with the stream left by Tongtian Mountain, which can be regarded as a small scenic spot.
Seeing that Yizhi Village is engaged in farm entertainment, life is getting more and more prosperous, and other villages are also jealous. But there is no bamboo, which is a flaw! However, they did not lose heart and started to plant other fruits, melons, watermelons and other crops. And Yizhi Village is in the innermost part. Anyone who comes to Yizhi Village will pass by those villages. The villagers got some fruits and vegetables to sell on the roadside. Under the banner of pure green and no pesticides, the sales are extremely good! Suddenly, each village was quietly changing its original production model under the leadership of Yizhi Village. The ecological environment is getting better and better, but the process is very slow, and no big changes can be seen in a short time.
(End of chapter)