The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

In the early morning of the second day, the weather was still not good, and the rain began to fall when the cock crowed.

Jing Min added a coat to Ye Xiaozhou who followed him up early in the morning. Ye Xiaozhou hid under the eaves, yawned, and then looked at Jing Min with hazy eyes: "Shall we go now?"

"Well," Jing Min said, "I borrowed a short donkey from Ma Xiao's father yesterday, you can ride it."

Ye Xiaozhou didn't refuse, Jing Min went to the next door to lead the short and short donkey, Ye Xiaozhou stared at the donkey for a long time, until Jing Min comforted him: "It's okay, this little donkey is very docile. "

So Ye Xiaozhou climbed up on its back carefully, and Jing Min saw that he was sitting firmly, so he opened the only oil umbrella at home and handed it to him.

And Jing Min himself changed into a dark brown coir raincoat, led the donkey carrying the yawning Ye Xiaozhou all the way to the town.

As soon as they arrived in the town, the two of them and the donkey headed straight for the pawnshop, but when they arrived, they found that the house of the pawnshop was closed, as if the door hadn't been opened yet.

The two had no choice but to make another plan, and went to the town for a better life, but there was actually nothing to do in the town, after all, the two of them had very little money to spend.

Ye Xiaozhou rode on the short donkey, and when he turned around, he saw the monastery in the middle of the mountain from a distance. The huge incense burner in front of the monastery was still burning slowly in the light rain, and wisps of white smoke lingered over the monastery.

"I want to ask for a signature." Ye Xiaozhou said suddenly, although according to his temperament, he never believed in gods and Buddhas, but his mother who died young loved worshiping Buddhas, which made him have to accept the Buddhist interpretation of death, Deceiving herself that her mother was in bliss.

Thinking that the time has not come yet, Jing Min agreed, "Okay."

This year is the ninth year of Kaiping, and the number of Buddhist temples has increased several times compared to the previous dynasty. There are nearly a thousand Buddhist temples in the capital alone, and there are more than [-] monks and nuns in them.

Although this place is far away from Shangjing, Buddhist temples are not uncommon, and the one that the two of them went to seems to be the most prosperous.

The Buddhist temple was actually not too high, the two of them came very early, at this time there were only a few young monks and nuns cleaning and a few sparse pilgrims in the temple.

Seeing someone coming, a young monk and nun by the door put down the broom, and then walked towards the two with palms together: "Two benefactors, are you here to worship the Buddha, chant scriptures and repentance, or ask for fate?"

"It's for signing." Ye Xiaozhou replied.

The little monk and nun raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Please, two benefactors."

"Previously, we had to bring three sticks of incense and twelve offerings to our temple to ask for a lottery, but now the new abbot has ordered our temple to cut down the complexity and simplify it," said the young monk, "The donor only needs to offer three sticks of incense and sincerely kneel down to worship."

Ye Xiaozhou used to see his mother worship the Buddha, so he knelt down and worshiped, and he did it decently.

The Buddha on that stage was more than ten feet high, and its surface was plated with pure gold. There was continuous incense burning on the altar table, and several lotus lamps. Such a gorgeous Buddha formed a sharp contrast with Ye Xiaozhou, who was dressed in coarse cloth and brown clothes, and it also made him feel I am as small as a speck of dust blown by the wind in the desert.

After worshiping the incense, the young monk and nun presented a bamboo tube, which was densely filled with bamboo sticks.

Ye Xiaozhou took the bamboo tube, closed his eyes slightly, and meditated on the present and future of himself and Jing Min, and then the stick swung, slowly pulled out of the bamboo tube, and finally landed on the ground.

"No. 20 four lottery," said the elder novice who was fiddling with a green-brown rosary, "The poor monk's dharma name is as loose as a pine tree, if you two don't mind it, I will interpret this lottery."

Ye Xiaozhou nodded: "Master, please tell me."

"This lot is just a lottery. It's said that if you don't make a theory, you won't make a family. A watery idiot is like a flower. If you ask the king's kindness, you need to be strong, and you will see things like hemp in the end." Ru Song said slowly, "This hexagram is the symbol of a fool's way. Or stay at home and feel uneasy, and you are in danger."

Ye Xiaozhou asked suspiciously: "Then dare to ask Master, how to resolve it?"

Rusong clasped his hands together and said, "Migration is auspicious."

When going down the mountain, Ye Xiaozhou was still thinking about what the novice said, but he didn't really believe it.

Seeing that he was distracted, Jing Min asked, "This matter of asking the Buddha for a lottery is really mysterious. You don't have to pay too much attention to what he said."

"I don't really believe it, I just find it novel," Ye Xiaozhou said, "When I went to ask the Buddha in the past, they always talked to me nicely, telling me how smooth sailing I was, and only heard coaxing me. I am happy that I am free from illness and disaster, but I have never heard of such a bad signing."

Jing Min smiled and said, "Perhaps the Buddha in the south of the Yangtze River is the real Buddha."

The corner of Ye Xiaozhou's mouth raised lightly: "The Buddha is still sitting on it. If you talk like this, be careful that he will punish you."

"You forgot, I don't believe in Buddha," Jing Min said softly, "I only believe in you."

Ye Xiaozhou likes him the most when he is so sweet-mouthed, he tilts his head to look at his eyebrows and smiles, but he doesn't hear Jing Min's soft murmur.

He said almost inaudibly: "So the Buddha can blame me, but you can't."

At noon, the two had a random meal in the noodle shop, and then went straight to the pawn shop. Ye Xiaozhou saw that the door of the pawn shop was still closed from a distance, and he suddenly panicked.

He immediately turned over and got off the donkey, hurriedly ran to the pawn shop, then stepped up the steps, and knocked heavily on the door of the pawn shop.

"Is anyone there?" Ye Xiaozhou called out.

There was no answer inside, but the owner of the rice shop next door said, "Are you here to find Qian Chengliang?"

"Yes." Ye Xiaozhou nodded.

"It's strange to say that Boss Qian usually does his business, but two days ago he suddenly went to the gambling house to hang out, and lost all his family's money in one day," the owner of the rice shop sighed. "Yesterday he begged me to buy his storefront as a warehouse. I refused at first, but he begged me to say at least leave him a pocket of his underwear, and I relented. No—he closed the shop overnight last night. The shop ran away."

Ye Xiaozhou's face changed drastically, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true, what did I lie to you for?" The owner of the rice shop suddenly asked curiously, "It seems that you have something that you still treat as the boss of Qian? Then there is really nowhere to reason, who I don't know where he went."

Ye Xiaozhou's face was full of disbelief. He turned to look at Jing Min and said helplessly, "Why? Don't we still have the receipt? Did you bring the receipt?"

Jing Min took out the receipt from his lapel: "Bring it."

Ye Xiaozhou grabbed his wrist, and the anxiety in his heart eased a little. He said, "Let's go, let's report to the police."

"Well, you can't find him with this document alone," the boss said with emotion, "I won't talk about the efficiency of our government here. If you don't use some money to urge you, I'm afraid it will be done with the help of money." Go back and wait to prevaricate you."

Even though the owner of the rice shop said what he said, Ye Xiaozhou knew it well, but he still refused to let it go for nothing, so he hurriedly dragged Jing Min to report to the official.

The result is obvious, for such a trivial matter, the government soldiers here just let them pass the record, and they have no intention of sending anyone to chase after them, so they waved their hands and let the two go back and wait.

On the way back, Ye Xiaozhou was so depressed that he didn't even want to eat the candy snowball that Jing Min bought to coax him.

"The Qian Chengliang who killed a thousand swords," Ye Xiaozhou said sadly while riding on the donkey's back, "If I see him in the future, I will definitely tear his skin off!"

Jing Min knew that he was in a bad mood now, so he echoed repeatedly and let him vent.

When the two returned to Yunxi Village, the sky was slightly darkened.

As soon as Ye Xiaozhou jumped off the donkey, he ran into the backyard. Before he went out, he was afraid that Xiaobai would be hungry and would have nothing to eat, so he put Xiaobai in the chicken coop first.

But even though he turned over and over and searched the chicken coop up and down, he still didn't see the little milk dog.

"Tianzhu, have you seen Xiaobai?" Ye Xiaozhou asked, "Help me find it quickly."

"I didn't see it." Jing Min subconsciously turned around and glanced at the old lady who was sitting at the wooden table choosing vegetables.

"Ma'am, have you seen Xiaobai?" Ye Xiaozhou hurriedly walked up to the old lady, "I put it in the chicken pen before going out."

"What Xiaobai?" The corner of the old lady's mouth froze, and she sneered casually, "You said that little beast, I saw it was going to bite the chicken, so I threw it out of the house..."

Ye Xiaozhou was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to be engulfed in anger, and suddenly grabbed the old lady's skirt frantically, tearing up and shouting: "How is it possible? Xiaobai is so small, how can he bite a chicken? Why did you drive Xiaobai out? Why did you..."

The old lady was stunned. Although Ye Xiaozhou seemed arrogant, he had the etiquette upbringing of an aristocratic family. Even if he was furious, he would never do anything to his elders. But now he has lost his composure, as if he will strangle himself to death in the next moment .

Fortunately, Jing Min stepped forward in time to hold Ye Xiaozhou back, and he persuaded: "Xiaozhou, calm down."

The old lady suddenly regained her confidence, and said under Ye Xiaozhou's resentful eyes: "This is my house, I don't want it to stay, so I won't let it stay. Is it your turn to talk?"

Ye Xiaozhou's eyes were red with anger: "Why do you? Where did you throw it?"

"I threw it into the river, what's wrong, you have the guts to look for it in the river."

Ye Xiaozhou broke away from Jing Min's hand, opened the door and ran to the river.

The small river is not far from their house, Ye Xiaozhou soon approached the river, just when he was about to go into the small river to catch Xiaobai, Jing Min who caught up hurriedly hugged him: " Xiaozhou, calm down."

Ye Xiaozhou turned his head and shouted at him: "You make me so calm? My only valuable clothes are gone, and Xiaobai is also lost by your mother. I have nothing... What do you want me to do? You let your mother take Xiaobai give it back to me, you ask Qian Chengliang to give me back the clothes..."

As he shouted, he burst into tears like venting.

The dissatisfaction and pain that had been suppressed in his heart for many days accumulated together, finally a gap was made, and then poured out like a tsunami, destroying his sanity to the ground.

Jing Min hugged Ye Xiaozhou and held him tightly in his arms: "Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou... Listen to me, my mother is a soft-spoken person. She said that she threw Xiaobai into the river. I lied to you."

Ye Xiaozhou didn't struggle any more, he just cried softly.

Jing Min then continued: "Let's go back first, and then ask Mother carefully, everything will be fine Xiaozhou."

Ye Xiaozhou's crying stopped suddenly.

After a while, Jing Min heard his calm and frustrated voice.

He said, "Tianzhu, I want to go back."

This time, he was extremely sober and had already made up his mind.