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Chapter 216 Where did you come from?
Sun Jianping stopped by the salt-alkali land and was a little confused when he looked at this old man with a bald head, wearing tattered clothes, clasping his hands and bowing to him.

"Old comrade, what are you doing?"

"I am homeless and want to come to Guibao to beg for food."

The old man had a look of compassion unique to a man born in this world, and there was always a smile on his lips, as if the predicament in front of him was just a passing cloud for him.

This person...

There is great practice in the body.

Sun Jianping even suspected that he might be the wandering monk on the grassland that Brother Bao Tu had mentioned!

Those monks who had nowhere to hide after their temples were demolished turned into lonely souls wandering on the grasslands, traveling back and forth among various tribes in search of a bowl of water and a meal to spend the rest of their lives.

The current one... is probably one of them.

"Come with me!"

Sun Jianping led him across the small wooden bridge and into the courtyard. Li Xiuzhi was sitting in the courtyard washing clothes. The sun shone on her, as if giving her a golden glow.

"sister in law……"

Sun Jianping shouted, and Li Xiuzhi looked up and was immediately overjoyed. She quickly stood up and wiped her wet hands on her apron, "Master, why are you here?"

"Haha, a wandering soul doesn't just beg for a bowl of rice wherever he goes. Where is your father-in-law?"

"My dad has gone to work in the fields. He will be back in a minute. Let me introduce you to this person..." Li Xiuzhi thought that Monk Zabu didn't know Sun Jianping.

"We have met just now." Monk Zabu clasped his palms together, "I had better trouble him to bring me here."

"You must be tired too. Come in and take a rest."

"Jianping, do you know who this person is?" Li Xiuzhi quickly welcomed him into the house and said to Sun Jianping in a low voice.

"From the way he describes and behaves, he looks like a cultivator."

"You are still smart. You can tell at a glance that he is Monk Zabu from the Baita Temple of the Zalaite Tribe. The temple was demolished a few years ago, and his family is gone. There is no place to go, so he is just here on the grassland. It's floating on the bed. If you have something to eat, take a bite. If you don't have something to eat, just... Forget it. Go and call your Uncle Cao back. Just say that a distinguished guest is coming to the house. Don't say it's him... let both sides know. Listen, I'm in trouble again."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I still have some sense!"

Sun Jianping ran out in a hurry. Li Xiuzhi stood at the door and looked at his back before turning and entering the house.

"Where did you get this?" Li Xiuzhi took out a large brown egg, opened it, stirred it evenly and poured it into the hot water. Then he pinched a little salt and sprinkled it in. He made a bowl of egg water and brought it to In the room, he asked with a smile.

Monk Zabu was thirsty and hungry. When he saw the food, he didn't care how much it was. He picked it up and blew some air, sipping it in small sips.

"I just came from the grassland."

"How's it going over there on the grassland? How's the grass doing this year?"

"It's not bad. It snowed twice in the beginning of spring and it melted as soon as it fell. Now the grass sprouts have sprouted and the cattle and sheep have something to eat." Monk Zabu looked at the furnishings in the house. They were the same as they were the year before. Big difference, Youyou sighed.

"That kid just now..."

"The educated youth from our village who went to work in the countryside is called Sun Jianping. He lives here. He is a very nice person. My father treats him as his own son."

"Yeah!" The old monk nodded slightly.

"What do you think of that child?"

"That child has clean eyes and a clean heart. He is a man of great enlightenment and good fortune."

"Haha, this is the first time I've heard you praise me for so many years since I got married. It seems like this kid Jianping caught your eye!" "I've seen a lot of people in my life, but I've never seen him before. Such a clear and handsome person." The old monk drank up the egg soup in one gulp and handed the bowl to Li Xiuzhi, "In such a troubling world, there are too few people like him who are not stained by the worldly dust."

"Look how much you praise him... These are my dad's clothes. They are a bit torn. You put them on first. I'll wash and mend the clothes you're wearing. The holes are exposed."

Monk Zabu nodded, took the clothes and trousers, and went to the west room to change. At this time, Lao Cao also hurried back and saw that he was wearing his own clothes, his head was as bright as a light bulb, and he was looking at him with a kind face. The old monk patted him on the shoulder and said, "Master, why did you come here! I miss you so much!"

"I'm just a lonely ghost on the grassland. I will fall wherever I float." Monk Zabu's tone was as calm as ever, without any hint of resentment.

It seems that for him, wandering on the grassland is also a way of practice.

It's just that this way of practice is too cruel for ordinary people.

"Daughter-in-law, scrambled eggs! Jianping, go and call your Uncle Zhang over!" Lao Cao was happy when his old friend came to visit and greeted him loudly.

"okay!"

Sun Jianping ran to Zhang Ziyi's house. When Zhang Ziyi heard that the old monk was coming, he was overjoyed. He followed Sun Jianping with his shoes and went straight to Lao Cao's house.

"You have been gone for more than two years, and we thought you..." Zhang Ziyi grabbed the old man's hand as soon as he entered the room, and he was so excited that he was shaking a little!

"Haha, you thought I was killed by wolves, insects, tigers and leopards?" The old monk smiled and shook his head, "It would be a good thing if they could use their food to save me."

"This old man is really big-hearted!" Zhang Ziyi smiled awkwardly and pulled Sun Jianping away. "Old man, please help my nephew figure out whether he can become a high official in the future."

The old monk smiled again, "According to physiognomy, this child's forehead bones are pointed upward, his nose is like a hanging gallbladder, and his body is plump. He has the best appearance in the world. But he is so handsome that he is a Japanese after all." If the moon is in the middle, it will be dull, and if the moon is full, it will be weak. I am afraid that I will be burdened by women."

Lao Cao lit up a pack of cigarettes and smiled, the old guy was really good at reading people!

Sun Jianping also laughed, "Mr. I'm overly praised. I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have the fortune to be rich."

"How can we change things that are destined at will?" Monk Zabu glanced at the outhouse and said, "Xiuzhi, is the meal ready? I've been hungry for two days and two nights!"

"I'm coming!"

When the food was served on the table, Monk Zabu picked up his chopsticks and couldn't wait to poke a corn tortilla and take a bite. Lao Cao served him a bowl of pickled cabbage soup, and Zhang Ziyi gave him a piece of pig's trotters. The old monk would not refuse anyone who came. Chew it when you get up.

After eating so much that the whole ditch was filled with food, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his palms together, "This is the most filling meal I have had since last year."

"Master, please stop wandering around and stay in our village. Although we are poor, we can still support you until you grow old." Lao Cao suggested. Unexpectedly, the old monk smiled and shook his head. Shaking his head, "A monk without a temple is like a duckweed without roots. Wherever he floats in the future, it all depends on his heart and fate."

After talking in a fog, Lao Cao looked at the darkness outside and took out his precious radio, "Have you seen this thing? Jianping made it. It can make sound without batteries. Come and listen for a while?" "

"Oh?"

There was a hissing sound of electricity from the radio. Lao Cao squinted his eyes and carefully turned the knob. Finally, a cheerful tune came from inside. The old monk leaned on the edge of the kang and listened to the sound coming from the small wooden box, with a faint smile on his face. smile.

It is a good time when science is prosperous!
"Lao San, have you fallen behind in your kung fu?" the old monk suddenly asked Zhang Ziyi. Zhang Ziyi scratched his head and said, "Sometimes you practice a few times."

"It doesn't matter, it's just about keeping fit. Just practice."

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Ziyi stood up and left. Sun Jianping sent him out with a curious look on his face, "Uncle, does this monk have a deep connection with our village?"

"No, if it weren't for him, all the people in our village would have died a long time ago!" Zhang Ziyi looked up at the starry night sky, "It was probably two years before liberation, there was a plague here, and the dead were piled up in mountains. , he and Xia Xiazi went around treating people and prescribing prescriptions, treating thousands of people, and the older generation called him Living Bodhisattva."

"No wonder……"

The thin old monk appeared in front of Sun Jianping's eyes again. This is the man who has great merit and great cultivation!

The old cat jumped down from the roof and barked twice in the direction Zhang Ziyi was going.

(End of this chapter)