Abandoned wives of the Qing Dynasty

This is Zhiwei's second day in the temple. She lies on the bed weakly, feeling like a general of Hussars, about to die, she is so hungry, dizzy, her head feels heavy, and her whole body is weak! !

I urgently need the children and grandchildren of the General Hussars to rescue me! !

But, how could you expect that where the old monk was staying, you could see the same kind of flesh of the Hussar General?

The old monk could tolerate that Ninghua built a house not far from the temple, eating meat and killing animals in the house is already very impressive, now even if he really likes Zhiwei, it is impossible for him to agree.

Being a monk also has the bottom line and backbone of others! !

You won't back down just because you are a nobleman! !

When she came in on the first day, Zhiwei regretted it a little. The morning was fine, she came in stuffed, and secretly hid the mints and pine nut candies customized by Sister Jade.

In fact, she wanted to bring sesame candy and peanut candy, but Feifeng also said that these two candies are too fragrant, if Fujin smells them on the carriage, it will not be worth the loss.

When Zhiwei heard it, she was right, Erniang's nose was comparable to Wangcai, so let's give in, who will make us the best-spoken and reasonable Zhiwei Gege?

At first, Zhiwei was very happy, so today is not the day when nobles come to offer incense, so there are quite a lot of ordinary people in the temple. However, ordinary people are also aware of current affairs, so I will trouble some intellectuals It will not trouble the old monk and his apprentice.

Therefore, the two masters and apprentices did their homework in the room and brought Zhiwei with them.

In fact, the old monk's temper is really good, you say the two of them are sitting together.Even if Zhiwei is sleeping, people will find it easier to bear, but Zhiwei is full of sleep, and he can't sit still, so he runs around in other people's meditation room.

It’s okay to run around, anyway, we do our homework, we practice our mood, we practice peace, but don’t bother us, right?

She also made faces at her disciples.They patted people on the back, poked people in the face randomly, and the most hateful thing is to beat people's fat disciples' backs as sandbags!

The fat apprentice is so angry that his teeth itch, what the hell, the old man has no amateur meat sandbags on his back, okay?

If you put in some effort, we'll give you a massage.But your such a light gesture, what the hell, tickles the old paper, right? ?

In fact, Zhiwei is also a smart child, like an old monk, she doesn't dare to mess with him, because she feels that apprentice.She looks like Sister Emerald, and she has a good temper at first glance.It's easy to talk about, plus it's rounder and more fleshy. If you poke it, your fingers won't hurt.

Speaking of this, Zhiwei thought again, hmm.Brother Honghui told himself that the vegetarian food made by the old monk is delicious.Zhiwei was thinking, look, Grandma Zhu does not cook as well as Grandma Jade, so, the old monk is so skinny, he must not cook as deliciously as the fat apprentice.

So at noon, the old monk was ready to cook. Zhiwei pestered him to death and asked a lot of messy questions, such as how old are you, where is the fairyland, at what age did you marry, when did you have children, and how old are your children? , Several generations have lived under the same roof and such absurd questions come out.

The old monk was speechless, what the hell, Fang Ling asked the girl, what do you think of the old paper, is it not a girl, okay, and, Xianxiang, the old paper still has no fairyland, you are so special! !

Lao Zhi has never married a wife in his life, and has devoted his whole life to the Buddha. Where does his wife and children live together for several generations? If he didn't know that Zhiwei is kind-hearted, he would definitely think that she is laughing at himself myself! !

In order to prevent Zhiwei from asking more outlandish questions, the old monk could only compromise and let the fat apprentice do it.

Zhiwei looked at the back of the fat apprentice going away, showing a wicked smile, oh yes, that's great.

Just by looking at his body shape, he can tell that the food he cooks is better than that of Grandma Emerald. The fat monk is much fatter than Grandma Emerald. What does this mean?

Obviously, their temple food is so good, otherwise, why would they be so fat? ?

Now Zhiwei doesn’t see the skinny appearance of the old monk at all, and all he thinks about is the dishes that the fat monk will serve at that time, oh, oh, thinking of this, Zhiwei is so excited.

The old monk can coax others to donate dozens or even hundreds of taels of silver with a few words, how can he be so easy to be deceived, and a person who is coaxed, but he feels that Zhiwei is still a child. Hearing Qi Fujin's words, he showed some delicious food for Little Gege to taste.

After all, she is still growing. How can she be allowed to eat the dishes cooked by her apprentice? This is a pity for the merits I have done in front of the Buddha over the years.

But who knows, this little guy doesn't appreciate it, so he has to force his apprentice to do it.

I know best what kind of temperament my apprentice has, he is black-bellied and petty, just now Zhiwei offended him, God, I absolutely dare not imagine what kind of dishes my apprentice will cook! !

The dishes he usually cooks are already beyond his tolerance, otherwise, why would he still cook when he is almost seventy years old?

It's not like other people's desire for food and drink, but simply want to live without diarrhea, and live healthy every day! !

So, when the fat monk brought out the two dishes, Zhiwei was very surprised. The two dishes were all black and looked like lumps, and he didn't know what they were.

The appearance is really not good! !This is Zhiwei's first feeling.

However, it occurred to me later that the first time Qi Ya asked her to bake sweet potatoes, wasn't that the same thing?It was dark and ugly, but afterward, it made my mouth water just thinking about it, it was so delicious.

Thinking about it, Zhiwei couldn't help drooling again, so she immediately stretched out her paws and picked up the chopsticks to grab her.

Zhiwei opened his mouth, and the black thing entered the little guy's mouth, and then his little face collapsed, woo woo woo, is this a supernatural thing?Are you sure you can eat it?Can you spit it out?

Huh, but Er Niang said, don't waste food! !But it is so difficult to swallow! !

The old monk felt that it was too inhumane for him to look at Zhiwei’s painful appearance like this. Forget it, let’s repent to the Buddha, Ami Tofu, you won’t die if you miss a meal, but you can eat something made by your apprentice , but I can't tell.

It didn’t matter at first, anyway, I went to serve the Buddha sooner or later, but now it’s different, with the help of Qifu Jin, our temple’s incense is very prosperous, and we can help the Buddha spread more Dharma and accept more Believers, we can't travel so early, can we?

Forget it, we old people can't bear this torment, unlike Xiao Gege, who is young and has a strong body load capacity! !

The old monk recited Ami Tofu, then got up and prepared to go to sit again.

Anyway, it's not once or twice to be hungry, and we've already gotten used to it.

Seeing the old monk leave, Zhiwei immediately jumped off the chair, took the old monk's hand and left.

The old monk is getting old and can't walk steadily. As juniors, we must support him! !Yes, that's the reason!

Zhiwei’s Chinese food is mints and pine nut candies. Fortunately, Feifeng also prepared quite a lot, a big bag, but the old monk and Zhiwei solved it together.

Although Zhiwei secretly resented the old monk for not knowing the rules and eating so many snacks, but, after thinking about it, forget it, after all, he is old, so let's divide the time! !

I don't know if Feifeng will smuggle in some snacks for me, I made an agreement with her at that time.

Therefore, at night, the old monk felt that since he ate so much sugar from Zhiwei, he could cook dinner by himself, and if he was hungry for rice, Little Gege couldn't starve her, and he also paid back the favor by the way.

But who would have known that his apprentice had done it "intimately", so the old monk and Zhiwei had enough rice to eat again.

In the experience of being hungry during these two meals, Zhiwei learned a lesson, that is, people don’t necessarily have a body like Emerald Sister, but they have a good heart. Look at that fat and bald donkey, he is definitely a big A bad conscience and a black heart! !

Looking at her empty candy bag, Zhiwei really regretted it. How could she agree to Erniang when she came to the temple? It's so frustrating, so what should I do for the next four days?

Er Niang, hurry up and pick up your precious daughter, if you don’t come pick up, your little baby will starve to death in the temple, woo woo woo, I don’t want to be a monk anymore, I want to study, I Miss Bamboo Mama!

Ning Hua in Zhuangzi didn't have time to think about Zhiwei, at most he thought about it at night, he was really busy during the day, after tidying up Mr. Fei and others two days ago, he arranged for a new candidate and announced Yes, a declaration and commitment to the new manager, and then let a few people take up their posts.

On the third day, they went to Zhuangzi, where Prince Jian Fujin was nearby, to listen to an opera.

Ning Hua really didn't want to get too close to them, but later I heard that all the people who went there were female relatives, and it was said that the business of Nine Prince's Mansion and Prince Jane's Mansion were competing with each other, so Ning Hua felt that, It's full of gossip, you have to go around.

Even if you don't listen to gossip, you still have to connect with your sisters-in-law. No matter how deep your relationship is, if you don't contact it, it will fade away.

Since Honghui was still at Zhuangzi, Ning Hua made an agreement with Sifujin that Sifujin would first come to Ninghua's Zhuangzi to stay overnight, and then the two of them would go together the next day.

After Si Fujin arrived at Zhuangzi, he was very happy to see his son being raised white and fat. He felt that the "feed" sent to Ninghua these days was not in vain.

But he felt strange for not seeing Zhiwei, and then he burst out laughing when he heard Mammy Rui's reply.

"You, you, that's your own daughter. How can you treat her like this? It's really embarrassing for Zhiwei, a poor child." Si Fujin shook his head and sighed.

Now that she has two sons, she always feels that something is missing. It would be great if she had a daughter. She must be pampered in every possible way. How can she be like Ning Hua, who first loses weight and then sends her to a temple to become a monk. Oh, and her daughter If you are going to become a monk at home, you want to send it to the nunnery, okay? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)