Northeast China had four distinct seasons. Spring was tender green, but spring had just warmed up. The snow and ice had just melted, and all living things were rejuvenated. Although it was full of vitality, it was also beautiful. However, accompanying it was the constant spring rain and the mud from the melting snow. Especially when the snow melted in spring, it absorbed large amounts of heat, making the temperature outside unreliable. Despite the sun being so hot, it still felt chilly despite having fewer clothes …
In summer, northeast China was the same as the south. It was a swath of dark green with a huge sun. The scorching temperature made it hard for people to feel excited.
Autumn was different. It was clear and crisp, and the weather was pleasant. There was little rain, and most importantly, all sorts of fruits were ripe. A golden world with golden sunlight made it a beautiful world!
There was food, fun, and good weather. What could be better than this season?
Winter was a little cold after all …
As he took in the beauty of autumn, Fangzheng felt extremely comfortable. He made an armchair and placed it on the side of Mt. One Finger. Sitting on it, he swayed gently with the wind as he watched the sunrise and sunset. The clouds in the sky churned as thousands of horses galloped forward. Flames rose and burned the entire sky red. On the mountain, the trees were covered in gold. The paddy fields at the foot of the mountain were like blue waves on the sea as they rippled back and forth. Fangzheng relaxed as he listened to the farmers' laughter at the harvest. It felt great …
The eighth month of the lunar calendar was the end of the ninth month of the Gregorian calendar. Soon, it would be the tenth month of the Gregorian calendar, and the autumn harvest season was approaching.
"How nostalgic …" Fangzheng could not help but sigh as the scene of him harvesting with Zen Master One Finger flashed in his mind.
Fangzheng took out a green mushroom from his pocket and used a thin stick to poke a tiny hole at the spot where the mushroom was connected to the trunk. He gently squeezed and squeezed out the seeds and juices inside to ensure that the epidermis was not damaged. When all the seeds and juices were out, Fangzheng placed it by his mouth and blew gently. The entire epidermis swelled up. He placed it by his mouth, inhaled, and blew, producing a unique sound …
This was a toy that Fangzheng had played with when he was young. He did not have many toys when he was young, and the ones he could play with were modified from things he could touch. The willow whistle in spring was one of them, and so was the mushroom whistle.
After blowing twice, Fangzheng put away the whistle and prepared to return to show off to his disciples.
Suddenly, Red Boy ran over. "Master, Master, someone sent wedding sweets."
Fangzheng was taken aback. Wedding sweets? Was someone getting married? This was good news. Fangzheng hurriedly got off the chair and followed Red Boy back to One Finger Monastery. Indeed, he saw a man standing at the monastery's entrance from afar. Fangzheng was immediately amused when he saw him.
Standing at the entrance of the monastery was a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. The man had a head of white hair and deep wrinkles. His eyes were deeply sunken and he looked even older. But now, his entire body was exuding a joyous aura. He seemed very happy. Fangzheng knew this person. He wasn't from One Finger Village, but from Hongtang Village, which bordered One Finger Village. His name was Zhao Baolin.
Zhao Baolin could be considered a celebrity in the nearby villages. When he was young, Zhao Baolin could endure hardship and work hard. His family environment was good. Later, he got married and had children, and many people were envious of him …
Who would have thought that his luck would take a turn for the better? His son turned out to be a deaf-mute from birth! This caused Zhao Baolin to be extremely worried. He brought his son everywhere to look for a doctor. They went out for half a month, and when they returned, the young man's hair had already turned white, and his face was filled with vicissitudes of life. The money was almost spent, but the child was not cured. Fortunately, although Zhao Baolin's son was deaf and mute, he was not stupid. He helped with the farming at home. He was able to survive, but what else could he do after leaving the farming village? Zhao Baolin was truly worried when he thought of his child's future. He no longer had the mood to work. His family went from being prosperous to living in a daze.
With his son being deaf and mute, he was considered famous in the surrounding villages. Furthermore, Zhao Baolin's family was poor. Which girl would marry into his family? Instantly, his situation worsened.
Thankfully, Zhao Baolin seemed to have walked out of his trauma in the past two years. He seemed to be planning for his child's future and began working hard again. His days gradually turned for the better, and he had some savings. What he often said was, "Regardless, I have to leave something for my child. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease when I leave."
No one thought well of Zhao Baolin's son. No one believed that his son, Zhao Yuhe, would be able to find a wife.
Fangzheng even had such thoughts before. After all, this place was too small. It was so small that there weren't many people. If it were a big city, he could similarly find a slightly disabled woman and spend the rest of his life with her. But here, it was difficult. Besides, there were many wolves and not much meat. As long as the woman's background wasn't too bad, she would be wanted. Zhao Yuhe didn't have money or anything else. He was also disabled, so the chances of him competing with others to find a wife were slim.
Fangzheng never expected that Zhao Baolin would be the one to deliver the wedding candies! From the looks of it, Zhao Yuhe had found a partner. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so happy.
When Zhao Baolin saw Fangzheng from afar, he immediately ran over and laughed out loud. "Abbot Fangzheng, my Yuhe is getting married the day after tomorrow. You have to come and support us."
Fangzheng was taken aback. "The day after tomorrow? That fast? "
"It's not that fast. We have known each other for more than two months. We have been to their house and taken a look. They are rather nice people. However, their daughter still needs to work. Their family conditions … Sigh, to be honest, they are better than ours. Yuhe is lucky to have found such a good wife. We are relieved. Everything has been prepared. We will be getting married soon. "
Fangzheng was happy for Zhao Baolin when he heard that. He hurriedly said, "Congratulations."
"Abbot Fangzheng, you are a famous person here. You have to attend when the time comes," said Zhao Baolin.
Fangzheng nodded immediately. "Amitabha. Patron, don't worry. This Penniless Monk will definitely be there."
"That's good. I'll be leaving first." Zhao Baolin bade farewell and left.
Fangzheng looked at Zhao Baolin's delighted back and was truly happy for him. In the past, Zhao Baolin gave off the feeling of listlessness, as though he would never wake up from his slumber. But today, it was as though he had been injected with stimulants. However, Fangzheng preferred such a Zhao Baolin. Humans needed to have some liveliness in life. What was the point of living if one was no different from a dead person?
"Master, does that mean that we will be able to have a feast the day after tomorrow? The chef Yang Hua hired last time made really delicious food. "Squirrel immediately came over and rubbed his tummy, reminiscing the aftertaste.
Fangzheng flicked him. "All you know is food. Zhao Baolin's family isn't Yang Hua's family. They don't have that much money to hire a chef for us. However, we can join in the fun and witness the happy events of the world. "
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