Spring quietly came to the mountains, and it gradually became warmer every day. I walked out of a layer of fine sweat in the new cotton coat and pants that Ling Guangzu bought for me in the county town. The warm sunshine shone on the hillside, and wild flowers were blooming on the hillside, and bees and butterflies flew around among the flowers.

I walked along the road in the valley, which was the only road leading to the outside world. Sometimes, a carriage would come on the road, and sometimes, there would be one or two bees. But in short, this road was rather desolate, and Xiangyong Temple was deep in this road. Ling Guangzu said that he would earn a fortune in three years. Could it be a boast?

After about an hour, I saw a market. The market was in the cracks between two mountains. The mountaineering people from all over the country came here with mountain goods, such as bacon, fur, and yam. They were arranged in a row on the side of the road, waiting for someone to buy it.

The market is in the valley, and there are several families living scattered on the hillside. Standing at their doorstep, the entire market can be seen at a glance. I decided to live in these families.

The first house had a copper lock inserted into the door, which was golden and shiny. It was obviously old and was polished by the fingers of countless generations. The second house was open, and I stood at the door and looked inside and saw a girl of about my age standing in the shadow of the house.

I asked, "Is there anyone else in your family?"

The girl walked out and stepped out of the threshold. Suddenly, the sun shone brightly and illuminated him and my eyes. In a trance, I thought the girl was standing in front of me.

He looked at me and asked, "Who are you?"

I thought about it and said, "I came from Xiangyong Temple." I really don't know who I am, am I a little monk? No; am I a fortune teller? No; am I a circus? No. I don't have any identity now, I am just a man named Daigou.

The girl said with a smile on her face, "Xiangyong Temple, I've been there. You can get into the house."

I walked into the house and saw that the furnishings in the house were very simple. A bed made of bamboo was against the corner of the wall, and several quilts were stacked on the bed.

I asked, "Where are your parents?"

She said: "I'm going to the market."

There were two small stools on the ground. We sat face to face, only one step apart. I saw the sunlight shining between us. There were tiny dust floating in the sunlight, like a group of small fish swimming in the sea. Her hair seemed to have just been washed, and a bow was tied with a red cloth strip on her hair, and her hair was filled with a fragrance.

I suddenly felt that it was so good to be with such a girl, just like drinking honey.

After we sat for a while, her parents came back. Her father was a smart and capable farmer with a thin figure; her mother was tall, spoke quickly, and walked very easily.

They asked me in detail about my origin, and I was afraid that they would turn me out because every lie would require at least ten lies to fulfill the lie. So I had to answer truthfully. A foreigner suddenly appeared here, which would make people feel strange no matter what. I wouldn't tell the truth.

I talked about my father Wang Xigui, I was sold by human traffickers, I escaped from the family that was not good to me, I talked about the circus, I stayed in the City God Temple, and I met Ling Guangzu in the City God Temple... But I concealed all kinds of scams and thefts of the circus, and concealed that Ling Guangzu relied on fortune telling to cheat.

They said: "Poor child."

The girl's name is Ye Zi. I lived in her house for three days.

During these three days, Ye Zi and my family went to work in the fields. We took the head to smash the soil in the fields, then turned up the firewood in the fields and dried them on the ridges. Sometimes, a field mouse suddenly ran out in a daze, and saw us, and quickly turned around and fled. Ye Zi and I were chasing behind us, and our laughter echoed in the valley, which lasted for a long time.

Ye Zi's neighbor's house, that is, the one where I saw a copper lock hanging on the door, lived only a middle-aged woman and two children. The woman had a deep face and had two miserable lines on her lips. Ye Zi said that the father of the two children left home last year and said that he was going to do business in another place, but he did not come back during the Chinese New Year. Their family used to be very good. They came here from another place. The women were wearing jewelry and had several different styles of clothes.

Three days later, I guess Ling Guangzu came back and I walked towards Xiangyong Temple.

When I returned to Xiangyong Temple, I didn’t see Ling Guangzu. Will he come back today? If he doesn’t come back yet, what should I do at night? While I was thinking in pain, I suddenly saw a monk walking down the mountain, followed by a man carrying a load.

The monk waved to me, and I felt strange that I didn't know him.

The monk shouted, "Daigou, come here and do a favor."

I took two steps ahead and looked closely. The monk was actually Ling Guangzu. Ling Guangzu was wearing a cassock and had a shiny scalp. He hadn't seen him for three days. He turned into a monk like he became a living person.

The person carrying the burden behind Ling Guangzu became a perfect match for Ling Guangzu. Ling Guangzu was tall and thin, the man was short and strong; Ling Guangzu was cunning, the man was honest all over; Ling Guangzu's skin was fair and the man had dark skin. Many years later, I saw crosstalk programs on TV and felt that they were just a couple of crosstalk.

I ran to them and asked Ling Guangzu: "Why have you become a monk?"

Before Ling Guangzu could speak, the short and fat man spoke. He said, "I was shaved in the temple. I was still present at that time. Master Shang Ming chanted for him. After chanting, he shaved his hair. Master Shang Ming said he would save their hair for him. He said he didn't want it. Since he didn't want it, I swept my hair together and wanted to find something to put it on. I couldn't find it. You know that the temple is always clean. Later, I found a piece of wooden board, put his hair on it, put it on the wooden board, and put it outside the room, and buried it behind the temple. There is a step that needs to be walked from the room to the temple. Do you know how many steps there are in the temple? I guess you don't know, I'll tell you, there are twenty-two steps..."

He said so much in one breath, emphasizing that there are twenty-two steps in the temple, but I know how many steps there are and what does it have to do with me? Even if there are twenty or twenty, it has to do with me. I just want to know why Ling Guangzu became a monk, but if he doesn't say it, maybe he doesn't know at all.

I saw him carrying a bamboo basket and panting with exhaustion, so I pointed at the bamboo basket and said, "I'll help you get a few pieces."

He flashed aside and said, "This is my task. My task is to carry the basket. Your task is to recite scriptures. Those who carry the basket cannot recite scriptures, and those who recite scriptures cannot bear the basket. If those who recite scriptures carry the basket and those who carry the basket will not be completely messy."

He said a lot of words and panted his words. His mouth was full of Henan accent, but he was long-winded. In the world, Henan people are known for their concise speech. Legend has it that two Henan people live in an inn together. One of them wakes up suddenly and asks: "Who?" "I." "What?" "Pit". In just four words, one thing is concise and concise. If this short fat man talks about this matter, it will probably be endless in an hour.

Ling Guangzu looked at me, and said with a short fat man with the corner of his mouth: "This seventh route is Di Shou, there is no star branch, so Lao Nian asked him to come."

I know that Ling Guangzu was talking about slandering, but I couldn't understand. I only learned a few words about slandering in slandering. I could only hear him talking about Lao Nian. Lao Nian is the name of a monk or Taoist priest in slandering. Since he talked about Lao Nian, then this short and fat man must be related to monk Taoist priests.

After coming to the temple, the short and fat man walked back and forth and slapped the wind on his face with his palm. The dilapidated temple inspired him. When he saw every item, he could think of the same type of item in another temple. He continued to talk and concluded that the temple he was in was better than this temple.

I looked at the short and fat man's solo performance and felt funny, so I pulled Ling Guangzu aside and asked him secretly: "What did you say in slander just now?"

Ling Guangzu said: "What I mean is that this man is a fool and has no wife. The monk from that temple asked me to bring him here."

I asked, "Is he still leaving?"

Ling Guangzu said: "I won't leave."

When the short and fat man heard us whispering, he came over with a smile, stretching his neck long, and he asked, "Are you talking about me?"

Ling Guangzu said: "I didn't talk about you, we are talking about a fool, without a wife."

The short and fat man asked curiously: "Why is this fool like me? I don't have a wife either."
Chapter completed!