The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 243 Looking for Jobs (2)
"No. I'll go home after a few steps. Let's go home and eat. Didn't you say that there is cabbage and tofu at home in the morning?" An Yi turned to look at the boy, as if he hadn't known him until today.

"Didn't you say you're hungry? Then let's go and have a big meal. It can be regarded as...to celebrate your recovery from a serious illness, master."

"Eating a bowl of mutton soup is also called a big meal?"

In the past, I was used to being extravagant, spending money like running water, never counting.It wasn't until he was kicked out by his father that An's family was penniless, and he realized the truth: money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat!
Sighing inwardly, An Yi stretched out his hand to hold the boy's hand: "I'll go home with you to eat, save the money for the mutton soup, save it up, and redeem yourself earlier!"

"Not in a hurry."

"Actually, sir, you can see that Mrs. Min has a very good heart, and she is not a woman who is greedy for money and short-sighted. In my opinion, she seems to be helping us!" I am so grateful, the more I think about it, the more I feel that this new master is really not bad!

"Two things!"

"Master will explain to you why you have to redeem yourself." An Yi said a lot when he was in a good mood, he was panting when he walked, and he couldn't keep up with his breath when he spoke again.

Looking at a big stone on the side of the road, he pulled the boy to sit on it.

"Impossible!" The servant hurriedly grabbed the master who was about to fall on the rock, "It's too cold! You can't bear it. Let's walk slowly and go home to rest."

In winter, when the weather is clear after the snow, the dripping water turns into ice.The stones placed in the open air were also frozen through, so An Yi's body would really be unbearable if he sat on them.

"Hey! Don't be like this, I don't dare to speak anymore!"

"I'm telling you, you can't delay the redemption. If you like to follow Min Lansheng's wife, you have to be an independent body."

"Being a slave, no matter how you say it, is inferior to other people. Even if a talented woman treats you, those bumpkins in Shanxia Village may not think highly of you. People have two skins, and they can say good things and bad things!"

"You are soft-tempered, but I can't let you suffer these grievances again."

"Then I'll go to the temple after dinner to see if there are many people doing meritorious deeds before the festival. Maybe there will be scripture copying. The sixteenth day of the first lunar month will be long, and I will I can copy a copy of the Ksitigarbha Sutra."

"Success. I will go with you later. The two of us copy together, no matter what, it is faster than you alone." An Yi smiled and nodded, knowing that Shoucheng knows how to be good, and once he said it himself, he understood!

When we got to the entrance of the town, the boy went to the pharmacy to get medicine. Since he only lived here until the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, he only bought sixteen herbs.

When going out in the morning, the boy thought it would be a long time before he could stand in front of this small courtyard again, but he didn't expect that he would be standing here again two hours later, with mixed feelings for a while, and after thinking about it, he actually said something that was not right in front of him. Adding an epilogue: "It's no wonder why our little lady shows kindness to Mr. Min, and people don't want her. The current Mrs. Min is really a good person! She is a hundred times better than our little lady!"

An Yi opened the courtyard door, turned back and locked the copper lock on the door knocker, listening to Shoucheng's words in his ears, and remembering what his sister did in the open and dark in An Mansion, he also sighed: "My sister, it is the heart that is too big. big..."

"Miss is not big-hearted, she is black-hearted!"

"Hehe!" An Yi closed the courtyard door.

Not far from the town, there is a temple called Yuantong Temple, which is well-known far and near, and the incense is very strong.There are more than a hundred monks practicing in the temple, and there are also many good men and women who come here to practice deeds. The servants usually come here to receive scriptures and copy them.

As the New Year approached and noon passed, Yuantong Temple, where people used to come and go, looked extraordinarily solemn.

After passing the mountain gate, along a passage paved with gravel, we arrived at the first temple of Yuantong Temple, the Tianwang Hall.Maitreya Bodhisattva is enshrined here!
Standing outside the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the young man straightened his faded green clothes before stepping over the high threshold into the hall.

Standing in front of the futon at the door, the servant did not look sideways. He first paid attention to the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva with a smile on his face, and then knelt down respectfully. On the futon, palms up...

After saluting, he stood up and bowed to the statue of Bodhisattva before he raised his eyes and saw that his son was looking at the murals in the hall with his hands behind his back. The monk was sitting cross-legged on the ground with eyes closed and meditating.

The servant did not disturb the master's practice, but walked through the hall of heavenly kings, brought a water basin and a cloth towel on the stone well platform outside, wiped the incense table dedicated to the Bodhisattva without saying a word, and wiped the huge I picked up the residual incense from the copper censer that was burned until only the bamboo sticks were left, and threw it away.

After replacing the basin with clean well water and still placing it on the well platform, he took a broom and dustpan and came in to clean up the black stone ground that had been trampled shiny by the believers.

When he returned to the main hall again, An Yi had already circled the Hall of Heavenly Kings. At this time, he was facing the story of "Buddha Jataka" on the wall: "Practice is not easy...there is no hope in this life." !"

This is a temple, and it is said that one does not do evil in front of the Buddha, and the servant knew that the master did not behave properly when speaking, so he was afraid that he would say something inappropriate, so he hurried over and pulled him out: "Master, let's go back. "

"Go back? We haven't found a job yet!" An Yi was almost pushed out by the servant, standing outside the hall, he looked at the servant in bewilderment: "Are we here to help the Buddha and Bodhisattva clean? "

"Oh, master, let's go!" Seeing that the master was talking nonsense, the servant couldn't stop him, so he had to push him out and pull him away!
"Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are pure and untainted, clear inside and out, why should I wait for ordinary people to clean them?" An old voice came from the hall slowly, and it sounded chilly, without the breath of a living person!

An Yi only felt his back trembling when he heard this, he hurriedly looked back, the gate of the Heavenly King Hall was open, and he didn't see anyone who spoke.

"Master, my son has no intention of speaking, thank you for saving me!" The young man let go of An Yi's hand, and bowed respectfully to the empty hall.

"Go to the Bodhi Temple and ask, there are pilgrims doing rituals on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month." The old voice in the hall said vaguely.

(End of this chapter)