The leisurely life of rebirth.

With Fang Monan's talkative lesson from Shitou's homework in the morning, she began to subconsciously avoid Shitou, she was afraid that Shitou would mention reading.Fortunately, Shitou's younger sister will come back soon, and Shitou will take care of her sister.Fang Monan's heart was relieved.

At noon, he ate a delicious meal of fried noodles made by his grandmother, which really made Fang Monan burst into tears and miss him a lot.After taking a nap, Shitou took his sister to play, Fang Monan felt more at ease!If the child starts to play like crazy, the parents will not come back if they don't look for it.Thinking about the things in the space again, why is it not even night yet!Suffering, suffering through a chaotic, long day.

When the hustle and bustle is gone, the willows willow on the moon.

At this time, there are very few households with TVs, and the village of my aunt and grandma doesn't even have a black and white TV.Even the electric lights are not turned on unless they can be turned on, for fear of wasting electricity.Fang Monan watched his grandma take out the soles of his shoes and his aunt weaving. The creaking sound of the loom continued until it was dark.

Fang Monan has been sitting obediently in front of his grandma, not going out to feed the mosquitoes.As soon as it got dark, the village became quiet.She had no choice but to follow her grandma and go to sleep first. [

It was almost 3 o'clock in the morning, when people were most sleepy. Fang Monan opened his eyes and stepped into the space again. A day in the space is equivalent to an hour outside.In this way, she has enough time to stay in it well.

In fact, in the space, you can see everything that happened outside, but afraid that your grandma would wake up suddenly, Fang Monan still recited a 'sedative spell' in peace. '

Fang Monan took a deep breath and exhaled a breath of stale air, which was indeed fresher than the air outside.The five elves didn't show up. They probably listened to the master's words and went to practice hard.After all, they have a deep relationship with their former master and want to reunite as soon as possible.

Now that Fang Monan has become the new owner of the space, as long as she thinks in her heart, this space seems to be connected with her soul, and she will do it autonomously.For example: wherever she wants to go, she only needs to meditate on that place, and she will be there in an instant; if she wants to harvest food, she just needs to meditate, and the grain will be harvested automatically and transported to the warehouse, etc.The stronger the mental power and mind, the more things you can do.And their spiritual power can become stronger through cultivation.

Fang Monan went into the study, sat cross-legged on the imperial concubine's couch, and meditated.I saw a faint purple light surrounding her, according to the operation method taught by the master, the air flow, like the internal force in martial arts, circulated in the body for two weeks, leading to the dantian, and felt the dantian was warm.She opened her eyes, refreshed and alive.

Fang Monan took out the golden antique pocket watch that she had found in the bedroom earlier, and seeing that four hours had passed, she felt a little hungry, so she teleported to the kitchen, concentrating, thinking about what she wanted to eat, and then I saw the pots and pans in the kitchen, performing a symphony, as if watching a magical blockbuster.After a while, she ordered food, and it was delivered to her eyes, she tasted it, "Mmm! It tastes good, but the one I made myself is not bad."

After Fang Monan was full, he soaked in the hot spring, and then went to the pharmacy to learn medical skills.Time flies, four hours passed in a blink of an eye.

She walked out of the pharmacy, strolled around for a while, and then went back to the study, looking at the piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings displayed in the study. She has never learned the piano. If she wants to learn, she has to find a teacher; Start copying now! "Painting is only at the elementary school level. The teacher commented that her painting talent is not high, and she lacks the spirituality in art. No matter how advanced she is and how good she is at painting, she can only become a painter, and it is difficult to go further.But she doesn't rely on it for her future livelihood, it's just self-cultivation and moral cultivation.

The rest of the time is spent in the study room. There are many ready-made copybooks in the study room. It is also a pleasure to practice calligraphy and read books.

Practice, practice medicine, practice calligraphy, and read books. If you feel tired, you can meditate and practice, and your body will recover soon, which is better than sleeping.

Or continue to browse through the calligraphy, paintings and jewelry of famous artists in the space.One day passed quickly, and so did the next day.

The five elves were still thinking about the words of the master's exhortations before leaving, and supervised her cultivation, but they did not expect her to be so self-conscious, not relaxing for a moment, busy like a spinning top, which is really rare.Of course, the more important thing is that their master's vision is not bad.

When he felt that the time was almost up, Fang Monan stepped out of the space. At this time, two hours had passed outside.It was about five o'clock, and the sky was already bright. Seeing that her grandma was still awake, and seeing that the bed was very big, she began to perform simple and slow martial arts moves.

Fang Monan thought of trying not to use spells outside as much as possible. In the case of danger, only martial arts can be used, and the day will not be wasted.

Soon, grandma got up, and Fang Monan followed suit. He put on his clothes and plastic sandals, said good morning to grandma, and ran out to play in the backyard, jogging around the vegetable field.Thinking of running in the village, she had better not think about it, she was afraid that her grandma would be worried.

Refine your breath internally, and refine your muscles, bones and skin externally.Fang Monan needs to cultivate both internally and externally, so that his body can be balanced.

Grandma looked at her going away, put down her doubts, and always felt that her granddaughter was indescribably different, as if she was too obedient and not mischievous.

Grandma looked at the strange granddaughter. She secretly went to the backyard to look at it, and saw Fang Monan wandering around the vegetable field.For several days in a row, I went out every morning as usual.

What happened to her granddaughter? It seems that she has changed these days. It seems that she has grown up a lot suddenly and is sensible, and she doesn't go out to run or play like crazy.She thought it was just a child going out for a walk, but in her eyes it was just a walk.The children are just playing around, and the 3-minute heat may not last for a few days, but it has already been five days. [

'But it was awkward no matter how you looked at it, and her suspicions grew wildly. Sometimes she inadvertently saw her giggling, frowning, and distressed.This is not going to work. She can't wait any longer. 'Grandma couldn't sit still, so I took her to see the witch today.

Everyone had breakfast, "Second Sister, today I will take Nan Nan to meet the Goddess in the village temple." Grandma said to her aunt.

"Why, Nannan is not feeling well, is he possessed by an evil spirit? I look pretty good!" My aunt asked in bewilderment. She looked at Fang Monan who was standing next to him with a ruddy face, white and fat, so cute, no better than her The granddaughter of the family is poor.

There is a Nuwa Niangniang Temple in their village, so that the ten miles and eight villages call this village Niangniangmiao Village, but the proper name of the village has been forgotten by people.As for whether it is really related to Empress Nuwa, no one has verified it.

However, there is a sorceress in this temple who has some Taoism, and it is very effective in curing some children who are crying at night, dazed, and called a soul.

"She is obedient, and she doesn't scour at all. I just don't feel relieved, and I will go to say goodbye, so I can feel at ease." Grandma said worriedly.

"I think you are just worrying about it. The child is good, but it's not good. I want to change it with you. My little granddaughter is wilder than a kid, and I can't find it in a blink of an eye." The aunt said in her mouth. It's better for your own children. "Go! Go and ask for peace."

Fang Monan was terrified when he heard the conversation between the two of them.She has nothing worthy of grandma's suspicion!It sounds like there is something wrong with being too obedient, is it necessary to let her learn Ernier's sweat from playing and muddy running every day. 'Hmm' She thought about that scene and shook her head. She would rather go to the Empress Temple to see the goddess, who is probably a big rope skipper.

Grandma is very superstitious. In her previous life, she often went to the temple, and sometimes even lived in the temple. No matter what gods are worshiped in the temple, she would worship.Because most of the temples were built on the mountain, and there were no good roads to get there directly by car at that time, so most of them were walking, which was regarded as exercise, so no one stopped her, and she had to have a spiritual sustenance.

The Niangniang Temple is not far from where they live, and it takes about ten minutes to walk. Fang Monan accompanied his grandma all the way there.The temple is very small, a little dilapidated, just a small courtyard, and as soon as you enter the door, you will see the 'Main Hall', where the Nuwa Empress is enshrined.

Behind the main hall, there are several low bungalows, and one of them must be the residence of the witch.

They are very lucky today. According to my aunt, she is usually in the village at this time.The door was not closed, and when I walked to the door, I saw an old man in dusty clothes sitting on the kang inside, with disheveled hair, eyes closed, a calm and kind face, and muttering words.

When Fang Monan listened carefully, it turned out to be: Heart Sutra. 'Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.Go deep Prajna Paramita for a long time.Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty.Overcome all hardships.relic.Color is empty.Empty is not different.Form is emptiness.Emptiness is form.Know what you want.The same is true.relic.It is the empty phase of all dharmas.Immortal.Unstained and unclean. 'This made Fang Monan, who used to judge people by appearance, put away his contempt.I didn't expect that there might be a big Buddha hidden in this desolate temple.Heart Sutra, the full text is about 200 words, I waited for a while.

"You're here." The voice was simple and vicissitudes, as if she had been waiting for a long time, her eyes were slightly opened, and all the eyes were missing, flashed when she saw Fang Monan, and then closed again.

"You are here! Please help me to see my granddaughter, is there anything wrong?" Grandma said to her in awe of gods and Buddhas, and then she chattered about what she saw these days things, and worries in my heart.

The sorceress opened her eyes again and looked at Fang Monan.This time they saw each other in each other's eyes.

After Fang Monan's marrow was washed and his veins repaired, and he practiced in the space for a few days, his temperament and appearance changed a little, and he was still a fake lolita.So now in the eyes of the sorceress, her temperament is even more calm and majestic, with a hint of nobility in her eyebrows.

In Fang Monan's eyes, this scruffy, ordinary-looking sorceress actually showed a fairy spirit and hermit's appearance in her eyes.

"Okay, very good." The sorcerer was unpredictable and kept nodding. "Expensive"

The grandma was confused when she heard it, "What do you mean? My granddaughter is fine." "Hehe... That's good, Amitabha!" She clasped her hands in front of her chest, with a face of reassurance. As for what she said was too expensive, grandma didn't Care, as long as people are fine.

'Expensive, of course expensive, who can have the same miraculous experience as her. 'Fang Monan didn't take it to heart either, her fate was up to her.

"The result of my face-to-face with her just now is invaluable." [

"That's very good!" Whoever loves to listen to the good ones, grandma smiled like a flower.

"Listen to her in everything, and the elderly will be blessed"

"Listen to her, she... how old is she..." Grandma pointed to Murnan, then looked at the witch, what nonsense!Let her listen to a child, turn a deaf ear to it, and don't take it seriously.

Why!Never mind her, grandma thought as long as her granddaughter was fine.

Seeing grandma's disapproving expression, the sorceress didn't say anything more. Facts speak louder than words, and she will believe it only after she has experienced it.

Listening to the words of the 'Witch', Fang Monan smiled without saying a word, and said nothing if it was beneficial to her. It would be even better if he could pull grandma into the united front as the witch said.But looking at grandma's appearance, I can only take it slowly and take my time.Fang Monan bowed respectfully to the sorceress to express his gratitude.

Grandma is very satisfied with this worship, the granddaughter is fine, and the result of the reading is unexpected. Although I don’t know if it works or not, but who doesn’t like to hear good words, put the “sesame oil money” brought on the sorceress’s desk After boarding, she happily led Fang Monan home.

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The wheat has been dried on the field, and the wheat holiday is almost over.It's time to pay the public rations again.

After dinner, everyone was discussing how to pay the public food tomorrow.When Shitou heard this, he jumped up and down happily, because only at this time, Shitou's father took him for a walk around the village and town five miles away.

As soon as Fang Monan heard that he was going to pay the public rations tomorrow, he also wanted to go and see, so he pestered his grandma and asked, "Grandma, shall we go and have a look?"

When grandma heard this, she put on a straight face and said, "Don't make trouble, there is nothing to look at, isn't it just handing over the public grain! Take the grain and hand it over to the rural grain station."

"Then give me money!" Fang Monan asked curiously.

"Oh! My silly child." The aunt said: "I didn't hear about 'paying the public grain'. It's for the 'gong' family. Where did the money come from?"

"That's the agricultural tax." Fang Monan lowered her head and muttered in a low voice, but her voice was too low for anyone to hear.

Dachengzi looked at her, but thought she wanted to go but his aunt refused to let her go, so sad?Thinking about going with someone tomorrow, "It's okay, auntie, tomorrow we will drive the mule cart to pay the public rations. Put Xiao Nannan on the mule cart, she can still weigh it with her weight."

"I'll go too, I'll go too." Ernier said not to be outdone.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow, I'll go tomorrow, anyway, it's not far away, only five miles away." Da Chengzi said.

The next day, early in the morning, Dachengzi and his fellow villagers packed the public grain to be handed over into a woven bag, and packed it into the mule cart and tied it.Then put Fang Monan and Ernier on the beam, and let the two little girls hold on to the ropes that tied the food.

Grandma looked at Fang Monan who was trembling on the grain bag, worried, and finally followed.

Walking to the country road, Fang Monan saw that the villagers were all going in groups. Along the way, she saw some people carrying poles, and three or four hundred catties of grain on the wheelbarrow. Her father was behind, half-grown The lad pulls ahead.

When encountering difficulties such as uphill and downhill on the road, everyone also helped. Everyone headed to a village grain station five miles away.

At this time, the roads in the countryside, loess and gravel roads, are potholed on sunny days and muddy on rainy days, making it difficult to walk with bare hands.Sitting on the grain sack, Fang Monan met a pothole, grabbed the rope and was shaken so high that his body jumped up and down.The grandma next to her was so frightened that she yelled, "Nan Nan must hold on tight, and be careful not to fall."

At this time, farmers were very enthusiastic about planting grain and handing over grain to the public. Everyone was talking and laughing, and it was a joyous scene of a bumper harvest.

Unlike in the late 80s, grain prices did not go up, and farmers increased production but did not increase income, which discouraged farmers' enthusiasm for growing grain.Instead, European and American capitals took the opportunity to seize the market. Just like soybeans, the pricing power finally fell into the hands of others.

As the former US Secretary of State Kissinger said: Whoever controls oil controls all countries.Whoever controls food controls everyone.Whoever controls the financial currency controls the whole world.Whoever controls the water source controls life.

Although later generations have benefited farmers, reduced burdens, and policies on agriculture, rural areas and rural areas have emerged in an endless stream, farmers are still vulnerable.

Huaxia peasants are simple, kind, and lovely people, and they are also the hardest and most tired people. The formulation of policies makes them a group of slaughtered people.The long-term policy of "subsidizing labor with agriculture" and "subsidizing cities with rural areas" in the process of industrialization and urbanization is still going on in later generations: the labor force of migrant workers is needed, and migrant workers are not; farmers' land is needed, and landless farmers are not.The countryside is still the city's "colonial" status.

Why!Fang Monan tapped his head, what was he thinking about?Perhaps seeing their joyful and happy smiles made me feel dazzling and full of emotions. I have the opportunity to influence as many people as possible and change a little bit.

Just as Fang Monan was figuring it out, they arrived in the village.