Previously, Fangzheng had passed the Beginning of Autumn in a daze. He didn't feel much about it. He only felt that the weather was hot … Now, after the autumnal equinox, he finally felt a strong sense of autumn.
The autumn wind blew, bringing with it the coolness of autumn. It was different from the coolness of an air conditioner. Instead, it was a chill that penetrated deep into his heart. When he looked up into the sky, the sky seemed to rise a lot higher. The sky was high, blue, and translucent. He felt a lot more relaxed as he took a deep breath. It was as though all the cells in his body were jumping and cheering. It was a comfortable feeling that came from being lazy!
As the saying goes, the refreshing autumn air was referring to the present moment.
After calling out to his disciples, Fangzheng led them down the mountain.
The villagers liked to plant all sorts of vegetables in the front and back courtyards. Typically, there would be two fruit trees in the backyard.
The moment Fangzheng went down the mountain, everyone knew what he was there for. This was because Fangzheng's favorite thing to do when he was young was to go down the mountain to sweep when the weather turned cold …
"Abbot Fangzheng, come to my place. The cucumbers have grown. They're really delicious." A middle-aged woman stood in the vegetable field, seemingly weeding. When she saw Fangzheng, she immediately got up and waved her hand.
Fangzheng didn't stand on ceremony. He immediately responded and led his disciples in. After entering the vegetable field, Fangzheng immediately stared at a cucumber with a tiny yellow flower. The cucumber wasn't big, and it was covered in furry thorns. It looked tender and juicy. Fangzheng plucked it off …
Red Boy also wanted to do the same. Fangzheng smacked him and said, "Go to the well to get some cold water."
Red Boy curled his lips. Although he was unhappy that Fangzheng had deprived him of the right to pluck delicious food, he still did as he was told.
Fangzheng plucked a few cucumbers and got Monkey to hold them.
At that moment, the middle-aged woman came over. She carried a few huge persimmons in her arms! There were several types of persimmons. One type was red and huge. Perhaps it was because it was too ripe, but there was a crack on it. The pink flesh could be seen through the crack! Although there was a crack, the juice inside did not flow out. The juicy juice appeared extremely beautiful under the sunlight.
There was another type of persimmon that was yellow. It was actually the same species as the red one, but the color was different. It was yellow like an egg yolk. Its skin wasn't as thick as the red one. It looked more translucent and beautiful.
Fangzheng took the persimmon and hurriedly thanked her. "Thank you, Auntie."
"Look at what you're saying. I should be thanking you. You little brat, the older you get, the more polite you become. In the past, when Auntie didn't give it to you, you still stole it. When you were young, you harmed my tomatoes and cucumbers a lot. You even picked the ones that had just grown. Don't you think you're a prodigal? " As the woman chuckled and stuffed the tomato into Fangzheng's hands, she reprimanded Fangzheng for his childhood.
When Fangzheng heard this when he was young, he felt that it was his fault and felt unhappy.
However, when he turned his head back to listen, he felt a sense of love … Therefore, Fangzheng only listened with a silly smile. Then, he took two more persimmons. However, Fangzheng didn't take out the big and sweet persimmons. Instead, he took out a tiny persimmon from the woman's hand.
This persimmon was a little smaller than a ping-pong ball. It was not simply red or yellow, but a mixture of red, green, and yellow. However, some had more red than others, and some had more yellow than others. Green and another color matched each other. It was very colorful and beautiful. This persimmon was called Little Leather Ball by the locals. It wasn't big, and it could be eaten in one bite. It was also different from the cherry tomatoes sold outside. It was sweet and sour, and it was very refreshing. This was also Fangzheng's favorite!
Fangzheng didn't know why, but ever since he was young, others liked the big ones, but he liked the small ones. He picked the small ones for the cucumbers, and the tomatoes loved Little Leather Ball.
When the woman saw this, she said with a smile, "I knew you liked this. We've planted more this year. If you like it, take more."
Fangzheng didn't stand on ceremony as he nodded immediately. Finally, he used his monk robe to carry it away.
When he left the vegetable garden, he saw that Red Boy had already brought over a huge bucket of well water. The well water was underground, and it brought with it a chill that penetrated one's heart. This was also the northeast's summer refrigerator since ancient times. Fangzheng eagerly poured the cucumbers and tomatoes into it.
The cucumbers and tomatoes were extremely tender to begin with. Now that they were in the water, the greens became greener, the yellows became yellows, and the reds became redder. The few colors mixed together made it look extremely beautiful. It whetted one's appetite.
Squirrel could not help but climb up the bucket and reach out to try one.
When Fangzheng saw this, he pricked up his brows and kicked the little guy's fat ass in a seemingly unintentional manner. With a squeak, Squirrel plunged into the bucket.
Fangzheng turned and left. "Place it in the water to keep it cool. I'll find something else first." Then, Fangzheng bade the woman farewell and quickly ran off.
When Monkey saw this, he shook his head and followed.
Red Boy leaned against the side of the bucket and looked at Squirrel who looked like a drenched chicken. He said with a look of pity, "Glutton, Master hasn't even done anything, but you dare do it? Are you going to be taught a lesson? Hehe … "
With that said, Red Boy left.
Lone Wolf came over.
Squirrel said with an aggrieved look, "I didn't want to eat it. I just wanted to take a look …"
"You reached out just by taking a look?" asked Lone Wolf.
"I couldn't help it …"
"…"
After leaving the house, Fangzheng rushed to the village secretary, Tan Juguo's house. Tan Juguo was old, and he seldom went out unless it was something serious. It was usually Village Chief Wang Yougui who went around. In addition, Tan Juguo was a person of virtue and prestige in the village. He was dignified, so the typical person would not dare to come to his house to cause trouble.
However, Fangzheng was an exception. From a young age, Fangzheng had been willing to go to Tan Juguo's house. There was no other reason but because their house had delicious food that Fangzheng liked to eat!
Humans died for wealth, and birds died for food. The gluttonous monk could be said to be unafraid of death in order to eat. However, the final outcome was that Fangzheng realized that other than being frighteningly stern when dealing with serious matters, Tan Juguo was usually quite a nice person. Gradually, he was no longer afraid of him.
"Fangzheng, what brings you here?" Tan Juguo was sitting under the eaves, smoking a huge tobacco pipe. He greeted Fangzheng when he saw him.
Fangzheng smiled. "Amitabha. Gluttony."
Fangzheng could not lie. Furthermore, Tan Juguo knew him very well. How could Tan Juguo not know what he was up to?
Indeed, Tan Juguo scolded him jokingly, "I knew you would either not come or sweep the place."
Fangzheng chuckled before opening the door to the garden and entering.
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