Fengtian past events

After incense, we were led to the ear room.In a clean room, he dare not let go of his voice.We sat on the kang, facing a simple table, on which a Bodhisattva was enshrined. There were still three sticks of incense left in the incense burner, and the only offering fruit was a solitary apple.

Doors and windows open to the south, and outside the windows are luxuriant vegetation, petals are crumbling, wasps are drinking honey, purple swallows are holding mud, and the dawn is setting, which is a wonderful scene in spring.

After Liu Guoqing and the old man exchanged polite words, they went straight to the point and said, "Master, we are here for comfort."

The old man said without changing his face: "The benefactor, please tell me."

Liu Guoqing and I looked at each other and explained the purpose of this trip in every detail.At the end, he took out the pocket watch Zou Shengzu had given him and handed it over, saying, "This is Mr. Zou's personal belonging. It can also be a signal that he is aware of our arrangement and agrees with it."

The old man took it tremblingly, and I finally saw her concealment hidden under the large layman's robe: what kind of hands are these, shaped like bird's claws, chapped like turtle's hands, stained with mud all the year round, I can no longer distinguish their true colors, not only It's just a symptom of twisting incense.

The Niangniang Temple faces south, and we came from the north, so we can see the scenery behind the temple.There is a small square open space with young green shoots growing.Liu Guoqing said that the sweet potatoes and potatoes were planted, and the old man took care of them.

Can't help asking: "Are you and Anxi the only ones in this temple? Didn't you say that there is an old abbot, why don't you see anyone?"

The old man wiped the corners of his eyes and said: "The harvest in the field is not good. Master went out to beg for alms and hasn't returned for a long time..." He shook his head and sighed, "Maybe he won't come back..."

The three of us were silent one after another. In these years, we have not been able to eat from house to house. Hunger has digested kindness. Who would pay attention to a shriveled ascetic?In this day and age, asking for money is equivalent to begging, and you will be looked down upon.

I tentatively asked: "As far as I know, Mr. Zou left a sum of money when he left..."

"If you have money, you can't buy food. This year is especially bad. Now that food is rationed, an adult can only get two taels of acorn noodles a day. Money is no different from a pile of scrap metal. I am about to die. That's all, but the child is still young and has no food to eat, what a crime..."

It seemed that Anxi's light weight was still on his arm. I moved my arm, but I couldn't understand the taste.Looking up at the table, the Bodhisattva's dignified and smooth face is hidden behind the incense, and the carved compassionate eyes, for a moment, are actually ruthless.

The twitching apple in front of the Bodhisattva showed a mocking smile—what's the point of giving an apple to a statue?She can't feed us, we're going to starve to death, and that's how he blesses his devout followers?

Liu Guoqing said: "It's hard for you to feed Anxi well, but I hope you can trust us. I have a job anyway, and I can always feed him well."

The old man said: "I brought up this kid with one hand, how can I be willing?"

She was still apprehensive about our Japanese military uniform. I was a little anxious and said, "Then you are willing to let him starve to death?"

Liu Guoqing held my shoulder, rubbed the fabric comfortingly, and said to the old man, "I can't rush this matter for a while, and I can't force you to jump to conclusions. Either you think about it and tell me tonight—tomorrow, tomorrow." "

Seeing that the old man answered, I finally lost my temper and ran to the courtyard to find Anxi.Liu Guoqing chased me out, took my hand, and said softly: "Why can't you tell the seriousness, and lose your temper at this time?"

"Where the hell did I lose my temper?" I still remember lowering my voice, throwing off his shackles, and said angrily, "Why don't I go find my son?"

Liu Guoqing said kindly: "The old lady is right. She loves Anxi as her own grandson, and she doesn't understand us. Boss Zou's pocket watch is still not convincing. When it comes to pocket watches, you Where did you get it?"

I really didn't feel like going through his small intestines with him, so I turned around and left.Liu Guoqing put his head back and laughed, followed up and said, "Wait for me."

An Xizheng and Sanan were fluttering butterflies among the flowers in the backyard. The children were clumsy, but Sanan was very accurate in their flutters, but they couldn't grasp them with their palms, and the butterflies always had a chance to fly away.

I am an expert at catching bugs, I haven't been in battle for many years, but I still have my boy skills, and after a while, I recovered my skills, quickly caught a white-winged one, held it in my hand, and knelt down for Anxi to see.

An Xi was overjoyed: "You're suffocating it!"

"No, I left the seams."

Anxi suddenly said: "Spring is the right time to watch butterflies!"

I was very surprised and said in unison with Liu Guoqing: "Do you know how to read?"

Seeing our expressions, Anxi felt it was even more funny, and she recited it for a long time.

I let the butterfly go and picked him up, it's rare enough.Such a young child can already recite "Enlightenment of the Rhythm", and our family will not be a great writer in the future!

The more I think about it, the more proud I become, and my face shines brightly.I teased him: "Who taught you, you haven't memorized everything!"

Anxi yelled: "You are stupid, the master below didn't teach you!"

Liu Guoqing came over and squeezed his son's little hand, and said a lesson: "How can you talk to your father——talk to your second uncle?"

I am happy and don't care.Kissing An Xi's face, Mao then introduced himself: "You can't, I can! Let me teach you, okay?"

Anxi shook her head like a rattle and pushed me out: "I want to go out to play! Put me down!"

I did as I said, rolled my eyes and asked him: "What do you want to eat?"

Anxi crossed her small splayed feet, looked up at me, her huge black eyes were clear and bright.

I squatted down and asked again: "Do you want to eat?"

This child is quite good at winking and judging the situation. His small body leaned forward and hugged my arm in a coquettish posture. His tiny neck was thrown back almost to be broken.

He looked at the sky and whispered, "I want to eat candy."

"Well, sugar. Anything but sugar?"

"There are also meatballs." As he spoke, his saliva almost flowed down.

"Meatballs?"

"And sausage!"

I patted Anxi's head, and looked up at Liu Guoqing, this is the rich man.

Liu Guoqing hesitated and said, "Isn't it good to kill in an important place of Buddhism?"

Anxi didn't understand the meaning of "killing a living being", and was still yearning for it.I feel sorry for my son, thinking that when he was born, he ate ice, drank snow, and fought with a group of rough beards. He didn't get any good things.If this question was changed to Yicheng Yining, he would focus on the freshest stuff, meatballs and sausages would have been despised 800 years ago.

I hugged Anxi tightly, and said to Liu Guoqing: "What kind of rules and precepts do children keep? They are not really monks. How can there be children who don't eat meat? Tell the old lady that Anxi will have dinner with us at noon today."

He brushed Anxi's hair in a rough way, and said with a smile, "When you came here, didn't you still say that this is a young monk?"

"What nonsense! Hurry up!"

Liu Guoqing had no choice but to enter the house again.I didn't wait for the old lady to agree, I just drew a big cake for Anxi: "Today, you can eat whatever you want, as much as you want, dad—second uncle and third uncle are all under your orders!"

An Xi was so happy that she jumped up, held my face and kissed me several times.I was flustered by my son's closeness, until the old man and Liu Guoqing came out of the house——

"No way! Are you going to kill him!" Weeping, the old man took An Xi away, knelt down and kowtowed, "Master, I beg you to be generous and spare our orphans and widows!"

I was taken aback, and stood up slowly, and I didn't expect to help the poor old lady in front of me, so I felt at a loss: "I, what did I do to him?"

——That's my son, my own son who crawled out of my stomach!How could I harm him!

Liu Guoqing was bending over to help the old man, when he heard the words he sighed and said, "It's because we didn't think carefully and forgot about the 'economic crime'."

The Chinese are not allowed to eat fine grains, and in the past two years they are even more forbidden to eat meat.But Liu Guoqing has a different status and is not included in this list; and my family used to be allowed to eat fine grains, so they were not sensitive to these policies. Therefore, they only noticed the reduction of grains, but did not think about "economic crimes".

Anxi smiled at me innocently and lively, stuffed her fingers into her mouth, and let out a huff.

I said shyly, "He...his father is Japanese, so naturally he should be treated like a Japanese."

Liu Guoqing looked at me in surprise, but I was just pure and wanted to give my son a bite of meat.

The old lady burst into tears and said: "My poor old sister gave birth to a son with the Japanese, but she didn't live a good life. My big nephew is suffering... We treat him as a Japanese, but when will the Japanese treat him? Be the same? How could his son be Japanese...An Xi is my lifeblood..."

I turned my back and told Liu Guoqing to help the old lady back.Anxi was puzzled, but still wanted to move closer to me, full of hope, and said, "I remembered! I still want to eat chicken racks!"

I didn't dare to turn my head to look at him, so I beckoned Anxi to take Anxi away.An Xi reluctantly leaves, but when he catches the mantis, he throws his wish away.

I looked at him from a long distance, the little guy was heartless, tossing around like a bug, he was just like a raccoon.

Liu Guoqing sent the old lady back, stood beside me, and looked at Anxi.He said in his mouth: "After such a disturbance, the old lady can't let An Xi go with us."

The author has something to say: ...I also want to eat meatballs and chicken racks QAQ