"The road to happiness is strewn with setbacks. Good things are definitely not easy to find. I suggest that everyone go up the mountain to take a look! Perhaps that venerable monk has already returned to the mountain, "shouted the man in the flowery shirt. His name was Hua Luo. It was a very elegant name, but his character was anything but elegant.
Everyone immediately responded when they heard that. Up to this point in time, the guests from the city had gradually made finding dumplings a small goal. Most of them were there to join in the fun. After all, it was not easy for so many people in the city to come together for a single event. They could talk and laugh and have fun together. Now that they had such a rare opportunity, all of them were in high spirits.
It was especially so for the children. They were alone at home. Now that they saw so many children gathered together and having so much fun, they naturally wanted to join in the fun.
Therefore, with Hua Luo's shout, the group of people went up the mountain in a grandiose fashion.
However, two hours later, they were dumbfounded when they saw the tightly shut monastery door!
"Did they deliberately close it or is there no one inside?" asked Hua Luo's wife, puzzled.
"We'll know once we open the door and enter," said Hua Luo.
"No!" At that moment, there was a loud shout. Following that, a few villagers ran over and stood in front of the crowd. Leading them was Wang Yougui, who had run over after hearing the news.
"Village Chief, what are you doing?" asked Hua Luo, perplexed.
Wang Yougui said, "The monastery isn't open. We can't enter. Abbot Fangzheng likely isn't around. It's best we return. "
When everyone heard that, they couldn't enter? Then they would loiter outside. As they looked at the verdant bamboo forest in the distance, they had such thoughts. However, Wang Yougui stopped them again. What a joke. That was the village's signature. They would not be able to see so many people running over.
All they could do was watch from afar. Then, all of them sat on the mountain without going down. They were adamant on waiting for Fangzheng's return. At the very least, they could get a dumpling. A number of people did not manage to eat it, but a number of them managed to. The lingering fragrance in their mouths left them intoxicated. More importantly, it was said that the dumplings were only available today. If they missed today, they would have to wait until next year. Therefore, all the gluttons decided to wait for their blessings! Those who had not eaten it were even more curious. Since there were people waiting, they might as well wait together. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a huge loss if they did not get to eat it?
However …
The entire morning passed …
Fangzheng did not return.
An afternoon passed, but Fangzheng had yet to return.
The group of people, who were in high spirits and full of fighting spirit, eventually turned into frost-bitten eggplants. They looked listless, wondering if they should give up and go down the mountain …
What was Fang doing at this moment?
After watching the dragon boat race outside and strolling around for an entire day, the One Finger Monastery group finally returned leisurely.
On the way, Fangzheng was also very curious about the world Red Boy came from. Hence he asked, "Jingxin, how does your homeworld educate its children?"
"Education? What was there to educate? Where we come from, the one with the biggest fist is the law. The one with the most power is the king! Back on my mountain, I'm not bragging. One word from me and all the little demons on the mountain will be busy to death. Aiya … That's what life is like, unlike here where there are all sorts of rules and restrictions. "Red Boy missed his old life.
Squirrel asked curiously, "Junior Brother, you are that powerful. But what if we meet someone even more powerful? "
Red Boy said, "More powerful? It's fine. My parents are powerful. My mother also has a fan. If anyone is indignant, they can just send a fan! Hehe, who knows how far that person has flown. My father is even more powerful. He's the Great Strength King. Who would dare offend him? "
"Then if your father and mother were to fight, who would be more powerful?" Squirrel asked adorably.
Red Boy was instantly left speechless.
Fangzheng burst out laughing. Squirrel's brain was truly … unique!
Red Boy wrinkled his nose when he saw Fangzheng laugh. With his character, how could he not retort after being laughed at? Hence, he said, "I don't know either."
"Have they never fought before?" Lone Wolf asked out of curiosity.
Red Boy shook his head and said, "Yes, quite a few times." With that said, Red Boy said with a look of the vicissitudes of life, "Let's not talk about it. It will only make me sad."
"Since they have fought before, there must be someone more powerful. I'm guessing that Jingxin's mother must be more powerful. After all, she has that … powerful fan, "said Squirrel.
Lone Wolf said, "Your father is definitely more powerful. He's the Great Strength King. Isn't he like a bear? Even the wind can't blow him away when he stands there? "
Lone Wolf and Squirrel had no way of communicating with each other. They had their own opinions.
Red Boy said, "I don't know. Every time they fight, I find it very amusing. I'll clap and cheer by the side, hoping to make the fight more intense. In the end, I end up getting beaten up by a mixed team every time. Sigh, my childhood was so tragic. "
When Fangzheng heard that, he could not help but laugh out loud. It was no wonder Red Boy was so bratty. His parents were bratty as well.
As they spoke, they returned to the mountaintop. Before they went up, they saw countless pairs of eyes looking at them. All of their eyes were emitting a green glow!
Red Boy stood in front of Fangzheng and shouted, "Master, be careful!" Red Boy regretted it the moment he shouted. What did the darn baldy's death have to do with him? He would only be liberated if he died!
Fangzheng chuckled and pressed his palms together. He said to everyone, "Amitabha. Patrons, what are all of you doing?"
"Abbot Fangzheng, you are finally back. What else could we be doing? We were waiting for you. It's all because of your dumplings. They are all here to ask for dumplings. "Wang Yougui came over first and explained the situation.
Fangzheng felt helpless when he heard that. He knew that the village was doing rural tourism, but he never expected that a few dumplings would cause such a huge reaction. Looking at everyone's green eyes, it was likely that they would explode if they did not eat the dumplings today.
Then, Fangzheng smiled. "Patrons, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. This Penniless Monk has already given out all the dumplings. There's none left."
What a joke. How much savings did Fangzheng have? Wrapping dumplings required money! He had already nearly bankrupted himself by giving them to the villagers. Why would he give them to outsiders? Did they really think Fangzheng was a tycoon?
"Abbot Fangzheng, you can't do that. We have been waiting here the entire day. Look, we haven't even eaten lunch. We have been waiting for your dumplings. " Hua Luo turned anxious, but he lied. They had eaten lunch. Although they did not go down the mountain, someone had sent it up.
Fangzheng continued shaking his head. "Sorry, Patron. This Penniless Monk really doesn't have any more dumplings. The dumplings that were prepared the entire day yesterday have all been given out today. "
Fangzheng did not dare open his mouth. The Crystal Rice dumplings were definitely delicious, but if these people were addicted to them and came asking for them every day … Was he a monk or a businessman? He gave them to the villagers because he was indebted to them. As for these people? Fangzheng did not have any ties with them. The scriptures were not to be easily passed down. It was the same for the dumplings.
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