The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

When Founder was about to say something, I saw Song Ergou screaming, gasping for breath, and holding a brocade box in his hand. When he reached the front of the square, he sat at the door with his buttocks and stuffed the mooncake box into the red baby In his hand, he shouted, "Fang ... Fang ... abbot, send you moon cakes! Damn ... Chen Long ... you fly! ... I'm exhausted."

One is for two, but it is also for two. You ca n’t always connect with Chen Long and not with Song Ergou, right? So Founder nodded.

The red baby took it immediately, and said with a smile, "Although it is not enough, everyone has a share, haha ​​..."

Song Ergou gasped, and said, "I asked the master, I made it by hand, the raw materials were imported, and the eggs in it were laid by our own hen. Good old ... uh ... Eggs ... I Cao! Abbot, you don't seem to be able to eat eggs. "Song Ergou said this, almost crying, just thinking about taking the best, but the egg was forgotten, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Founder was shocked. I didn't expect Song Ergou to be so enthusiastic. Although Founder helped Song Ergou's prodigal son before, Song Ergou really helped Founder a lot. His counterpart is basically unconditional trust, on call. This way of thanking you had already reported the kindness of the day.

The Founder folded his hands and said, "The two donors are attentive, and the poor monk thanked him. The donor, Song, has reached his heart. It is better than anything, and the poor monk has the heart."

"This ... hey. Founder abbot, don't be polite or thank you, otherwise you won't be able to thank him for a while." Song Ergou waved.

"Can't thank you? What do you mean?" Founder frowned.

At this moment, a loud noise sounded and looked up, and saw a large group of people coming in a long line.

"Amitabha, donors, what are you doing?" Although Fang Zheng guessed some answers, he was still unbelievable when facing so many people.

"Fangzheng abbot, you are good to everyone, everyone remembers it. Isn't it a holiday, the big guy is trying to thank you. One person bought some moon cake and gave it to you. What a holiday, eat moon cake." Wang Yougui laughed Road.

Then Founder saw a box from his house, a box from my house, and after a while, a pile of moon cakes piled up at the gate of the temple!

The moment before, the red baby was still worried about the lack of mooncakes. The next moment, he looked at the mooncake hills like hills. The little guy's brows were all curled up.

At first, the lone wolf was drooling. Later, he kept drinking water. Looking at so many mooncakes, he felt dry mouth ...

The monkey was silently thinking about the Mooncake Mountain. People who did n’t know thought he was reading the Buddhist scriptures, but the red baby and the lone wolf could hear it clearly. The goods were clearly saying, “I have n’t eaten snowy mooncakes; Yes, it should be quite sweet for a while; the egg stuffing ca n’t be eaten, too; the five kernel stuffing does n’t know which five kernels, the taste is so ... ”The monkey's eyes glowed red, and he was ready to eat him for a year. Time for moon cakes.

Founder finally understood the meaning of Song Ergou's words. Sure enough, I really want to thank each one, but I ca n’t thank you. The people he helped came, those apprentices who learned bamboo carving skills in Yizhi Village, almost all the staff in Yizhi Village, fat people, monkeys and others came ... Looking at these people, Founder's heart was satisfied. Everyone does not come for his supernatural powers, not for others, but really respects him and appreciates him, so he comes. Such thanks are better than anything! Cool!

Founder said: "Amitabha, thank you for your donors, so many mooncakes are not enough for poor monks. Besides, there are many egg mooncakes here, and poor monks cannot eat them."

"Ah ..." Everyone looked at the mooncake pile on the hill, who was thrown away, who was worried.

Tan Juguo looked at Fang Zheng with a smile, as if he could see something, and asked, "Fang Zheng abbot, what are you going to do?"

Founder said: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon night, the whole day is celebrated, the day of worship and worship of the moon and the moon, the poor monk thinks that it would be better for everyone to enjoy the moon on the mountain today?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was amazed. Obviously, no one had this plan. But then I thought, if I didn't come to the mountain, I would watch TV at home, bragging, eating moon cakes, climbing the window and watching the moon, and fell asleep. It's not interesting, it might as well come to the mountain together and have a fun.

So everyone agreed.

Tan Juguo showed such an expression, and at the same time he nodded slightly, looking at Fangzheng's eyes more and more, and said, "One finger, your apprentice is exhaling more, huh, huh. Before he could n’t eat it, he had to carry it. Let ’s go, now I ’ve learned to share and not waste it. It ’s getting better every day ... ”

Thinking of this, Tan Juguo said to everyone: "Since everyone agrees, then the old rules, a table and a few chairs for the family! By the way, bring a chair for foreign friends, no one should be stingy! Drop it, I'll get it myself, old man! "

"Come on, clerk. Who at your age is embarrassed to let you take it down the mountain! Foreign friends, follow me! There are so many chairs in my house, how much do you need!" Shouted Song Ergou.

When Tan Juguo heard the words, he took off his shoes and hit Song Ergou with a smile and cursed, "You bunny, do you still think I am old? See if I don't kill you!"

Song Ergou ran away scared and everyone laughed.

Zhao Gang, Xue Zong and Shao Min have been standing on the side and watching. With so many mooncakes, they are also curious how Fang Zheng will handle it. Although they haven't seen how the temples do this kind of thing, some people have collected more moon cakes and will choose to pack them and sell them to nearby stores to make a fortune. Moreover, the shelf life of moon cakes is quite long, and they can be eaten for a long time. If you encounter caution, it's better to be moldy and broken than to give it to others.

The Founder's method really brightened up a few people. The more he looked at the Founder, the more embarrassing he was. Who can get so many people so heartily supported, will it be a selfish thing to fill a century-old tree with scum?

When everyone dispersed, Shao Min ran over immediately.

Founder saw this crazy girl coming again, and he was a bit scalp. What kind of person makes people helpless? This kind of good-hearted person is neither good nor bad. If you explain, the other person can still get a lot of trouble, trouble ...

While Fang Zheng was trying to figure out how to run, Shao Min suddenly stopped in front of Fang and bowed in salute: "Fang Zheng abbot, sorry!"

Founder froze and looked at Zhao Gang and Xue Zong with a smile on their faces. Founder understood something, and folded his hands together and saluted: "Amitabha, the donor is polite."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong before, preconceived and self-righteous." Shao Min said.

Founder said: "The donor, if you can think so, the poor monk can rest assured. Otherwise, the donor will let the poor monk remove the linden tree, and the poor monk is really difficult."

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