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Within a few days, another group of monks came to Buffalo Town. They looked younger than Monk Huizhen, but the youngest was in his early twenties. They all lived in Xiawazi Village for the time being, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha every day to open up wasteland. With the addition of the latter monks, the voice of the monks chanting scriptures became much louder. Sometimes when a gust of mountain wind blows, it can be heard from the Niuwang residence.

This morning, when Luo Meng was sending Houwazi to the kindergarten, he happened to meet a group of monks walking towards him carrying rice, noodles and vegetables.

These monks live in Buffalo Town, and they are not as poor as those depicted in some film and television works, nor are they drinking and eating meat like some bad monks you have heard. They should chant scriptures, farm land, and sometimes I will go for a walk in the town, and I will go to the Big Buffalo Dairy for breakfast together, but I only order cornmeal steamed buns and soy milk, plus a few light side dishes.

Luo Meng heard that many monks came to the town recently, but this was the first time he actually met him. He originally thought that even if these monks knew him, they would just nod their heads and pass by. After all, they were unfamiliar.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Unexpectedly, all these monks stopped in front of him, bowing and reciting the Buddha's name. There were still several people together, and the scene was quite spectacular.

"Amitabha!" Lao Zhou was confused by them. Is it because these monks are too enthusiastic, or is he himself too rare?

"Brother, why didn't you just say that?" After leaving the kindergarten, a young monk asked another monk who was slightly older than him.

"What did you say?" The monk pretended to be stupid.

"Ask him if he can sell us some peaches alone. We have morning classes and don't have time to queue at the supermarket." The young monk said anxiously.

"We don't know Master Luo very well, so it's really rude to speak up so rashly, let senior brother Huizhen talk about it." The senior brother kicked the ball and said, alas, what a crime, he is a monk, how can he open such a mouth?

Monk Huizhen is preparing to rebuild the Pagoda Temple recently. There are many people in the town who are willing to raise funds to build this temple for them, but Monk Huizhen did not agree. The monk worked bit by bit, digging some foundations today, moving some bricks and stones tomorrow, and after a few days of hard work, it turned out to have some appearance.

After the people in Buffalo Town heard about this incident, they were a little disapproving at first, but now they couldn't help but feel some admiration in their hearts. Gradually, some people went to help them move bricks and stones.Lao Zhou learned about this from the mouths of the old people, and felt that the monk Huizhen would not take long to gain a firm foothold with them.

In order to rebuild the Pagoda Temple, Monk Huizhen approached the town government of Buffalo Town, and the town government had no objection to his building the temple. The Pagoda Temple was originally a small temple, and Buffalo Town is a small town. Strictly crack down, even if monk Huizhen didn't pass them through, and built a temple there privately, who would have trouble with a monk temple?What's more, they still paid for the temple building themselves, and did not apply for funding from the government.

The temples in Buffalo Town are usually built in villages on the nearby mountains, and none of them were built after approval. And I won't have trouble with these temples.

However, this monk Huizhen graduated from a serious Buddhist academy after all, and obtained a doctorate in Buddhism while studying abroad. He also has quite a few followers. In their profession, he can be regarded as a rare talent.

No matter whether a talent like him runs into a government unit or a Buddhist association, no one will treat him too contemptuously. In addition, Buffalo Town has no luxuries, and no one is arguing with him for the time being. He has to follow the procedure. It shouldn't be too difficult to build a temple seriously.

In addition to reciting scriptures, planting land and repairing temples, monk Huizhen also takes on some jobs in the town. Usually, when an elderly person passes away, he invites them to chant scriptures and transcend.In the past, when people in Buffalo Town held funerals, they also invited people to chant scriptures, usually people from the kitchen they invited, and monks from other places, but these were relatively rare.

As long as someone invites, monk Huizhen will bring a group of juniors there, no matter how remote the place is, he will not refuse, the money is more or less, it all depends on the master's wishes.These monks recite the scriptures well, they can support the scene, and they are kind to others. In addition to working, they will also preach to them. It won't be long before the reputation of these monks in Baota Temple is all over Buffalo Town. The word spread throughout the village.

Hearing that both Wang Dasheng and Hu Qunfeng had sent things to the Pagoda Temple, Lao Zhou thought about it, and asked someone to make a batch of vegetarian buns, and took some cornmeal steamed buns, strawberries, peaches, and red bayberries, and transported them by tricycle .The road from Xiawazi Village to Baota Temple is narrow, and four-wheeled vehicles cannot drive in, but tricycles are allowed.

Seeing Lao Zhou bringing things over, Monk Huizhen smiled brightly. Recently, he was almost annoyed by those junior brothers. They kept talking about this and that in Niuwangzhuang in his ears all day long. They were more diligent than chanting scriptures. , I really couldn't let go of this face and ran to Niuwangzhuang to ask Lao Zhou for something.

Monk Huizhen thanked them, and asked a few younger monks to take these things and divide them up. Apart from themselves, they also wanted to keep some for those who came to help with work today, and the young monks went happily.

When Lao Zhou came this time, he saw that not only many old people, women and children came to the pagoda temple, but also a few strong and strong men, and some young boys, probably brought by the old people at home. They will be blessed by the Bodhisattva a lot in the future.

Lao Zhou didn't stay too long. After the things were delivered, he said hello to monk Huizhen and went back to his Niuwangzhuang. The loquat and strawberries are about to be out of season in Niuwangzhuang recently. Pig blood peaches and red bayberries are about to Entering the full fruit period, a lot of fruits are picked from the courtyard every day.

When Lao Zhou went back, Liu Caiyun was leading a few people to cut up the small and unhealthy peaches picked out this morning and soak them in wine. The time for soaking peach flesh in wine doesn’t need to be too long, and the altar can be opened in just seven or eight days After eating, the taste is excellent.

It is especially brewed with pig blood peaches from Niuwangzhuang. The wine is crystal clear and translucent like amber, and the aroma of the wine has a strong peach flavor. Every day, Lao Zhou asks people to pick some peaches that are not in good shape and cut them into wine , sold in supermarkets, almost every day they are sold out as soon as they are put on the shelves.

"Yo, I'm back." At this moment, Ma came out of Rongda's canteen, holding a cornmeal steamed bun in his hand. He broke the steamed bun in the middle and put some side dishes in it.

"Why are you here?" Lao Zhou parked his tricycle and asked him.Ma Congrong went to the north some time ago, and he stayed for several months. He heard from Liu Ruhua and the others that this guy was beaten by Luo Zhifang and went out to adjust his mood.

"I heard that Yang Cunbo has placed an order for you again. How much bayberry and pig's blood peach do you want this time?" Ma Congrong asked Lao Zhou while chewing on cornmeal steamed buns.

"The quantity is quite large, and I'm going to reduce it for him." Previously, the number of ripe bayberry and pig's blood peaches was not large, and Lao Zhou didn't take orders from there. Recently, there are more ripe fruits on the mountain, and they can almost supply there. It's ready.

"It must be reduced. You don't have to be soft, cut it hard. How far is it over there? The overripe peaches and bayberries will almost be broken when they are shipped to them. Picking those that are not ripe and sending them to them, isn't that a waste of things? What a good bayberry, what a good peach, it's a pity to pick it before it's ripe." Ma Congrong said to himself.

"How much do you plan to want?" Lao Zhou went straight to the point.

"Of course, the more the better." Ma Congrong grinned, revealing a piece of fiery red pepper meat on his front teeth: "I heard that the price you sell in your supermarket is not as high as mine, so why don't you sell it? Just give it to me." Forget it, we can still discuss the price."

Old Zhou Zhou had a headache when he heard that this guy was going to make a round again. What's the matter, can he take revenge on the society after being emotionally hurt, or do he want to be excluded again?

"It's so easy to build a swimming pool and gain some popularity, don't bother with it again." Lao Zhuang kindly reminded him.

"Otherwise, why don't you tell them that everything went to my place, just say that it was ordered by Hong Kong?" Ma Congrong came up with a bad idea.

"It's not good." Lao Zhou didn't want to be in trouble with him. "Or you can go to Mike and Charles to ask, they should be able to help you get some good things back."

"Who are Mike and Charles?" Ma Congrong asked.

"Professional multinational vegetable vendors are now developing farms in Xiawazi Village of our town." Lao Zhou replied.

Whenever the fruits in Niuwangzhuang are ripe, there are a lot of people who come from Tongcheng to work, and this time is no exception, but whether they can do picking work after going to Niuwangzhuang is not theirs. It can be said that many vegetables in Niuwangzhuang have been harvested recently. The vegetables are harvested, washed and pickled every day, and the harvested land has to be recultivated. All these require a lot of manpower.

Some of these urbanites who work in Shangniuwangzhuang work for one or two days, and some work for three to five days. When they leave, without exception, they have to buy some red bayberries and peaches from Niuwangzhuang to take back. Wangzhuang is one of the benefits of cheap labor for the old Zhou family.

People in the city of Shangniuwangzhuang come to work, so they rarely bring pets, and even if they do, they will keep a close eye on them, for fear that they will accidentally get lost.However, there will always be one or two careless ones.

On this day, a little deer dog wandered into the bayberry grove when the owner was not paying attention. As soon as it entered the fruit grove, it immediately lingered, with its two big ears erect, looking for those fresh fruits that had just fallen in the grass. The overripe bayberry, the bayberry in Niuwangzhuang is very sweet, especially those overripe fruits that no one notices because they grow in a biased position, they are as sweet as honey.

"Wow... woof! woof woof!" The animal corps in Niuwangzhuang quickly discovered the intruder, and Yaya was the first to jump out to demonstrate to it. The opponent was small in size and seemed easy to bully.

"Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof!" Unexpectedly, the little deer dog was still very hot-tempered, not only barking back sharply, but also actively approaching it, assuming an attacking posture.

"Wow, woof, woof, woof!" In the fruit forest, the dogs all barked together, showing their snow-white and sharp teeth to the foreign invasion dog.

"Roar!!! Bow! Bow!" Even though the enemy is strong and we are weak, the fawn dog still does not show any weakness, and has the posture of risking his life for a battle.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Dabao was so angry that he bit the weeds in front of him. Last time, it killed a pet little pig brought by a townsman, and it was cut off by Lao Zhou for two whole weeks. Big bones, no matter how arrogant this guy is this time, compared with his big bones, Dabao still thinks big bones are more important.

"Moo..." At this time, Erlang's voice came from not far away.

"Roar..." All the dogs in Niuwangzhuang stopped barking, but still aggressively showed their teeth to the little deer dog.

"Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!" The little deer dog barked even more proudly as if these cowards were afraid of him.

"Moo!" Erlang buries his thick four legs, step by step through Yaya Dabao and the others, and walks towards the triumphant little deer dog.

"Woo..." After seeing the opponent's figure clearly, the fawn immediately retracted his neck, and quietly took two steps back.

"Pfft!" Erlang brought the bull's head close to the puppy, shook the hard horns on its head, and snorted at it again.

"Wang woo..." The little deer dog trembled in fright, turned around and ran with its tail between its legs, along the dirt road on Niuwangzhuang, quickly escaped from the fruit forest, climbed up the opposite hillside, and disappeared into the forest over there. In a loofah field.

"Wow woof! woof woof!" Next time you come back, you will be dead!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The bumpkins from this city must have never seen a buffalo.

"Ha~ha~" This guy looks really strange.

"Wow!" It's not good!

"Moo..." After successfully expelling the outsiders, Erlang stopped staying in the bayberry grove, and walked towards the peach grove with his tail wagging. Compared with bayberry, he prefers to eat peaches.

"Wow!" All the big dogs and puppies in Niuwangzhuang hurriedly followed, and with the addition of the three little male dogs from Laosan's family, their team has expanded to seven, and all of them are fat and strong. Well, just now it was also forced by Lao Zhou's despotic power, otherwise the lifeless little deer dog was appointed to be too hungry to go around.

In mid-June, Boss Duan, who had just sent his father back to Hong Kong, went to Niuwangzhuang again. During the jokes of some old people in the yard, he heard that Boss Ma planned to round up the red bayberry and pig blood peaches in Niuwangzhuang. I feel very upset about putting the blame on their clubhouse. Doesn't this show that the clubhouse that bullied him is far away.

But he really enjoys going to Niuwangzhuang every now and then to enjoy the food and act as an insider. He doesn't want to reveal his identity so soon, so he decides to endure it.

But holding back, Boss Duan couldn't help it anymore. That night, Boss Duan turned over and sat up from the bed, put on his clothes and shoes, took out a can of paint from under the bed, opened the door, and tiptoed Disappeared in the vast night.

Two days later, Ma Congrong drove to Buffalo Town again.

"Squeak!" When he passed the sign outside Buffalo Town, he slammed on the brakes.

I saw that "The people of Buffalo Town welcome you" was filled with a small tail. This time, "Except for Ma Congrong" was not written, but this time it was written "Except for profiteers".

Are you talking about him?You are talking about him!

To wipe or not to wipe?Boss Ma was in trouble. If he wiped it, it would not be a right sign, but if he didn't wipe it, he felt very uncomfortable again.