The previous Beginning of Autumn passed by Fang Zheng in a daze, and he didn't feel much. He just felt that the weather was hot... Now after the autumnal equinox, he finally felt the strong autumn feeling.
The autumn wind blows, bringing the coolness of autumn. It is different from the coolness of the air conditioner, but a kind of coolness that penetrates the heart. Looking up at the sky, the sky seems to be much higher. The sky is higher, bluer, and the blue is translucent. The whole person's mood is much broadened. Take a deep breath. , as if all the cells in the body are jumping and cheering, it is a kind of comfort after being lazy!
As the saying goes, the air is crisp and clear in autumn, and it is now.
After calling out to the many disciples, Fang Zheng led them down the mountain.
Villagers like to plant all kinds of vegetables they like to eat in the front and back yards. There are usually two fruit trees in the backyard.
As soon as Fang Zheng came down the mountain, everyone knew what he was doing. Because Fang Zheng’s favorite thing to do when he was a child was to go down the mountain and sweep when the weather just turned cold...
"Abbot Fangzheng, come to my house. The cucumbers are growing and they are always delicious." An aunt was standing in the vegetable field, seeming to be weeding. When she saw Fangzheng, she immediately stood up and waved.
Fang Zheng was not polite, he immediately responded, and went in with his disciples. Entering the vegetable garden, Fang Zheng stared at a cucumber with small yellow flowers on top. The cucumber was not big, and it was covered with hairy thorns. It looks so tender and tender. Fang Zheng pulled it off...
Hong Hai'er also wanted to do the same, and Fang Zheng gave him a shudder and said, "Go to the well and get some cold water."
Red Boy's mouth was flat. Although he was unhappy that Fang Zheng had deprived him of the right to pick delicious food with his own hands, he still obeyed and did as he was told.
Fang Zheng picked several cucumbers in succession and let the monkey hold them.
At this time, my aunt came over, holding several big persimmons in her arms! There are several types of persimmons. One type is red and large. Perhaps because it is overripe, the openings are split, and the pink flesh can be seen from the opening! Although the hole was cracked, the juice inside did not flow out. The full juice looked very beautiful under the light of the sky.
There is also a kind of yellow persimmon, which is actually the same variety as the red one, but the color is different. It's as yellow as an egg yolk, and the skin is not as thick as the red one. It looks more transparent and beautiful no matter how you look at it.
Fang Zheng took the persimmon and thanked him quickly: "Thank you, Auntie."
"Look at what you said, I am really thanking you. You kid, the older you get, the more polite you become. In the past, your aunt wouldn't give it to you, but you still stole it. When you were a child, you did a lot of damage to your aunt's tomatoes and cucumber seedlings. And you only pick out the cucumbers that have just grown. Do you think you are a waste of money?" The aunt smiled and stuffed the tomatoes into Fang Zheng's hands, while scolding Fang Zheng for his faults when he was a child.
When Fang Zheng heard this when he was a child, he just felt that he was saying something wrong about himself, and he felt unhappy.
However, when I look back and listen to it now, what I feel is full of love... So Fang Zheng just smiled and listened, and then brought two more persimmons over. But what Fangzheng was holding was not the big and sweet persimmon, but a small persimmon in his aunt's hand.
This persimmon is a little smaller than a table tennis ball. It is not purely red or yellow, but a color of red, green and yellow intertwined together. It's just that some have more red, some have more yellow, green and other colors. The colors are matching, and the colors are very beautiful. This persimmon is called Xiaopiqiu by the locals. It is not big and can be eaten in one bite when you throw it into your mouth. It is also different from the cherry tomatoes sold outside, which are as sweet as small tomatoes. It is sweet and sour and very refreshing in the mouth. This is also Founder’s favorite!
Fang Zheng didn't know why. Ever since he was a child, others liked the big ones, but he liked the small ones. Cucumbers love small ones, and tomatoes love small balls.
Seeing this, my aunt smiled and said, "I know you like to eat this. I have grown more this year. If you like it, just get more."
Fang Zheng was not polite, nodded repeatedly, and finally walked away with his monk's clothes.
After leaving the vegetable garden, I saw that Honghai'er had brought a large bucket of well water over. The well water was underground, with a chill that penetrated the heart. This has also been the summer refrigerator in the Northeast since ancient times. Fangzheng couldn't wait and poured all the cucumbers and tomatoes into it.
Originally, cucumbers and tomatoes were extremely tender, but now that they fell into the water, the green became greener, the yellow became more yellow, and the red became more red. The mixed colors were so beautiful that people's index fingers twitched when they looked at them.
The squirrel couldn't help but climb up the bucket and reach out to grab one to try.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he raised his eyebrows and kicked the little thing's fat ass, intentionally or unintentionally. The squirrel squeaked and plunged into the bucket.
Fang Zheng turned around and left: "Put it in the water to cool down and go find something else first." Then Fang Zheng said goodbye to his aunt and ran away quickly.
Seeing this, the monkey shook his head and followed.
Red Boy was lying on the edge of the bucket, looking at the drowned squirrel inside, and said with sympathy: "Glutty, master hasn't done anything yet, how dare you do it? Will you be punished? Hehe... "
After saying that, Red Boy also left.
The lone wolf came closer.
The squirrel said with an aggrieved look: "I didn't want to eat it, just to see..."
"You stretched out your hand just after looking at it?" Lone Wolf asked.
"I couldn't help it..."
“…”
After leaving this house, Fang Zheng rushed directly to the village party secretary Tan Juguo. Tan Juguo was old and seldom moved around unless there was no big deal. It was the village chief Wang Yougui who ran around. In addition, Tan Juguo is highly respected in the village, has high prestige, and is a dignified person, so ordinary people really don't dare to come to their house to join in the fun.
But Fang Zheng is an exception. Fang Zheng has been willing to travel to Tan Ju's country since he was a child, for no other reason than because their family has delicious food that Fang Zheng likes to eat!
People die for money and birds die for food. The greedy little monk just wants to eat. It can be said that he is not afraid of death. But the final result was that Fang Zheng found that Tan Juguo, apart from being serious and scary when he was doing business, was also a very nice person at ordinary times. Gradually, I became less afraid.
"Fang Zheng, what brought you here?" Tan Juguo said hello when he saw Fang Zheng sitting under the eaves, smoking a big pipe.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, you are greedy for wind."
Fang Zheng is not good at lying, and Tan Juguo knows him well. How could Tan Juguo not know about his little calculations.
Sure enough, Tan Juguo laughed and scolded: "I know that either you don't come, or you come here to clean up."
Fang Zheng chuckled, then opened the garden door and got inside.
Seeing this, Tan Juguo knocked on the pot of his pipe and scolded with a smile: "You sloppy guys, please pay attention to me and keep an eye on your feet. Don't trample all the vegetable garden for me! Founder, there are good things in the northwest corner. Go there yourself." Look, don’t look around [meaning looking around].”
(End of chapter)