"Forget it, forget it … I'll just be a loner. She has a family of several. Her days are tough, so I'll just treat it as helping her. Besides, it's not like she won't return it … Well, she said that she will return it next month, "Lame Ma mumbled.
However, a month passed quickly. Lame Ma waited for a few days, but there was no sign of Ma Jiangping. There wasn't even a phone call.
Although Lame Ma didn't need the twenty thousand yuan to survive, it was still his hard-earned money. It would have been fine if he had given it away, but it was loaned out. But this was a loan. How could he pretend that it didn't exist?
After waiting for another two days, Lame Ma finally dialed the number on the other end of the line. In the end, before he could speak, Ma Jiangping started talking nonsense with him. She talked about the weather, talked about her family, talked for a long time, and did not mention anything about returning the money!
Lame Ma hinted a little, but the other party didn't seem to understand.
After hanging up, Lame Ma sat on the stove bed and looked at the empty house. He felt that the world had turned colder …
Another day passed, and Lame Ma decided to lay his cards on the table.
This time, Lame Ma heard the sounds of mahjong on Ma Jiangping's end. There was a hubbub of voices at home, and it seemed very lively.
Ma Jiangping also said that her siblings were there and were chatting while playing mahjong. Following that, Ma Jiangping turned on the speaker!
When Lame Ma heard that, he realized that there were so many people and that everyone was talking at once, as though they were greeting him. With so many people present, Lame Ma couldn't bring himself to ask for the money. All he could do was continue playing a little before hanging up.
Lame Ma waited for a few days, but there was no reply. He called a few times, but the other party hung up before he could say a word.
It wasn't easy for Lame Ma to find an opportunity to directly ask about the money, but all he received was a series of wails. It was as though he would die if he returned the money.
Helpless, Lame Ma could only continue waiting. This wait lasted for two months. In these two months, he felt stifled. He couldn't eat or drink well, and his carving skills had clearly declined. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to part with the money, but because of the person!
The more he thought, the colder he felt. In his misery, he thought about it and finally came to a mountain to seek Fangzheng's help. He wanted to find relief.
After hearing Lame Ma's words, Fangzheng could not help but sigh. Fangzheng had never encountered Lame Ma's situation before. Furthermore, it was difficult for Fangzheng to determine who was right and who was wrong just by listening to Lame Ma's side of the story. He had to personally investigate the cause and effect.
With this in mind, Fangzheng stood up. "Amitabha. Patron, This Penniless Monk is aware of your situation. Do you know where your relative is? "
Lame Ma didn't understand why Fangzheng was asking this, but he still told him.
Fangzheng nodded slightly to express his understanding. Then, he said, "Patron, go back first. This Penniless Monk will look for you in two days and tell you the answer."
Lame Ma opened his mouth as if to say, "I want to know the answer now."
However, when he saw Fangzheng's calm eyes, Lame Ma was stunned speechless. Having learned carving from Fangzheng for so long, even though he was Fangzheng's elder, even though he had watched Fangzheng grow up, and even though he had smacked Fangzheng's ass before, he still couldn't stand it. However, there was no such thing as seniority in learning. After learning from Fangzheng for so long, Fangzheng's unique understanding of carving and his superb skills had long impressed Lame Ma. He already respected Fangzheng as a teacher, so he naturally didn't dare disobey Fangzheng. Therefore, he returned the bow and expressed his understanding before heading down the mountain.
The moment Lame Ma left, Salted Fish jumped up before Fangzheng could say a word. He yelled. "Aiyah! This person is finally gone! Indeed, when one is old, they become more talkative. Why do you have to go into such a long explanation when it can be explained in a few words? Do you really think it's that easy to play dead? You're freezing me to death! "
As Salted Fish spoke, he looked at the food on the plate, only to see that it was as smooth as a mirror. When he looked at the rice bowl, it was as poor as a church mouse!
Salted Fish glared as he wailed. "That's too much! Reverend, are you going to do something about this? I'm playing dead for the monastery after all. You can't let me starve, right? "
Fangzheng looked at Salted Fish and shook his head slightly. He couldn't be bothered with him as he walked into the kitchen.
Seeing Fangzheng leave, Salted Fish was even more pissed. He yelled. "Aren't you bullying me? How can I live like this? All of you, stop! As an ancestor, I'm telling you that you will regret it! Don't bully the young for being poor! "
Squirrel looked up honestly and said faintly, "You're already 90,000 years old … You're not young anymore."
Salted Fish was instantly at a loss for words. He glared at Squirrel and hurriedly changed his sentence. "All of you ignored me today …"
When Salted Fish said that, Fangzheng suddenly peeked his head out from the door and looked at him curiously, thinking, "Has this salted fish changed his mind? Has he become courageous? " Hence, he asked, "How is it?"
Salted Fish widened his eyes as he stared at Fangzheng before looking at Red Boy, who was rubbing his palms together. Finally, he looked at Fangzheng's shoes and shouted. "It'll be cloudy tomorrow!"
Fangzheng nearly vomited blood when he heard that. This darn fish was indeed as cowardly as ever … Shaking his head, Fangzheng turned to leave.
Salted Fish immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he sat pitifully on the chair and looked up into the sky. At that moment, he seemed to lose all his dreams. There was only one thought on his mind — hunger!
Just as Salted Fish was filled with resentment, there was a thud as a huge bowl was placed in front of him. Following that, a fragrance inundated his olfactory senses. At the same time, a faint voice sounded. "Eat. In the future, eat on time."
Salted Fish was taken aback as he looked at the huge bowl of rice and vegetables in front of him. He was completely dumbfounded as he scratched his head. He felt like his brain couldn't keep up. When did this monk become so kind? Turning his head to look at Fangzheng, who had left the monastery, Salted Fish smacked his lips, unsure of what to say.
At that moment, Red Boy jumped onto the table and said, "There aren't enough bowls. Master told me to leave a portion when scooping rice. Whoever comes last will be the last to eat from the pot. However, Master said that with your personality, you will definitely be the last. Do you think Master will not let you eat? Sigh, to think you have lived for so long … "
With that said, Red Boy left.
At that moment, Squirrel came over and scratched his head. "Wow, there's actually so much left for you. To think I even hid a rice ball for you … "
With that said, Squirrel took out a rice ball from his tiny pocket and placed it in the huge bowl. The rice ball wasn't big. After all, Squirrel was only that big. However, Salted Fish's eyes winced for some reason.
Salted Fish opened his mouth, wanting to thank him, but just as he was about to say it, he changed it. "This bit of rice isn't enough for me at all. Since you can eat so much, leave it for yourself. "
The moment he said that, Salted Fish regretted it. He had intended to thank Squirrel and get him to eat more. But when it came to his stinky mouth, it became offensive words.
For the first time, Salted Fish despised his crappy mouth.
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