Qing Feng picked up the shoulder pole and walked up the stairs, frowning and thinking.
What was marriage?
Qing Feng was an abandoned baby. He was adopted by the abbot when he was a child. His knowledge of the outside world was completely based on the pilgrims' descriptions. However, the pilgrims liked to tell him their troubles and how they wanted him to help them with religious ceremonies. As for what marriage was, the pilgrims had never told him.
Qing Feng lowered his eyes and thought hard for a long time. Finally, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Jiujiu held a green foxtail in her mouth and followed Qing Feng with her short legs. She said in an old-fashioned way, "My master said that marriage was a man and a woman sleeping together and having a child."
Hearing Jiujiu say having a child, Qing Feng was stunned. He instantly thought of the children brought by the pilgrims. He nodded and said, "Oh, so this is marriage."
Marriage was a man and a woman living together and having a child.
However, the children of the pilgrims were not good-looking. They often cried at the top of their lungs when they disagreed with each other. They were so noisy.
If getting married meant giving birth to a child who liked to be noisy, then he didn't like getting married.
Seeing Qing Feng nodding, Jiujiu immediately moved her short legs and held Qing Feng's fingers. She looked at Qing Feng's side face and whispered, "Qing Feng, I don't want to have a child with others. Would you like to have a child with me?"
Qing Feng, who had been frightened by the children of the pilgrims, was shocked when he heard that Jiujiu wanted to have a child with him. He quickly shook his head and said, "I'm a monk. I can't have a child."
"Nonsense. Your senior brothers are all monks. They are also children. Besides, my master is a nun and has children."
Jiujiu pouted her mouth discontentedly. She looked at Qing Feng with an aggrieved face and asked in a crying voice, "You don't want to have a child with me, or you don't want to have a child with me?"
After saying that, Jiujiu pretended to sniff, as if she would cry in front of Qing Feng if he didn't agree.
Qing Feng didn't know how to answer. When he saw Jiujiu's red eyes, he hurriedly explained in a low voice, "I'm not unwilling to have a child with you. It's just that I'm too young to get married."
"I'm still young now, so I can't get married yet. When I can get married to you, will you be willing to have children with me?"
Speaking of children, Jiujiu blushed instantly. Her shy look was like a beautiful apple, which made Qing Feng unable to refuse Jiujiu.
The marriage ended with Qing Feng's compromise.
Jiujiu accompanied Qing Feng to carry several buckets of water, and then she was taken back by the old nun who came to look for her.
When she was taken away by the old nun, Jiujiu didn't forget to wave at Qing Feng and said, "Qing Feng, I'll come to see you tomorrow."
After Jiujiu left, the old nun took Jiujiu's hand and walked to the nunnery. She poked Jiujiu's head and said angrily, "I've told you so many times. Why are you with that little monk again?"
Jiujiu lowered her head and whispered, "I want to marry Qing Feng."
Hearing that Jiujiu wanted to marry Qing Feng, the old nun stopped and squatted down. She looked into Jiujiu's eyes and said, "Little girl, you want to marry Qing Feng. Shame on you. If you say that again, I won't give you food."
Children were most afraid of not being given food. Hearing the old nun's words, Jiujiu immediately pretended to be frightened. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything with tears in her eyes.
Seeing that she had successfully frightened Jiujiu, the old nun breathed a sigh of relief. She bent down and picked up Jiujiu. While walking to the nunnery, she said softly to Jiujiu, "My Jiujiu is so beautiful. You will marry a great person in the future. How can you let that poor little monk take advantage of you? Listen to me. Don't contact that little monk in the future. Do you understand? "
Jiujiu pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
Seeing that Jiujiu didn't say anything, the old nun thought that Jiujiu was frightened by her, so she didn't take it to heart.
Early the next morning, Jiujiu ate breakfast, wiped her mouth, and went to the temple to look for the little monk.
Because Jiujiu said that she wanted to marry the little monk yesterday, the old nun was very strict with her today. So when she went to the temple today, Qing Feng was ready to go down the mountain to fetch water.
Jiujiu quickly followed Qing Feng.
Last night, Little Monk Qing Feng, who had already asked his master what marriage meant, felt that Jiujiu was a little strange today.
Especially when he saw Jiujiu's blushing face, his cheeks unconsciously became a little hot.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Qing Feng lowered his head and asked Jiujiu while fetching water, "I'm a monk. Why do you want to marry me?"
In response to Qing Feng's question, Jiujiu replied crisply, "Because you're good-looking."
Jiujiu's face was full of righteousness.
Hearing that Jiujiu said that he was good-looking, Qing Feng was stunned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Qing Feng looked down at Jiujiu's big black eyes and said, "It's wrong to judge a person by his appearance. You can't be so shallow."
"But all girls like good-looking boys. I'm that shallow. Are you willing to marry me?"
Qing Feng's face turned red. He picked up the carrying pole and shook his head, "No."
He was going to inherit the temple. How could he get married?
Moreover, his master was deeply hurt by his senior brothers' marriages. If he got married again, his master would be sad to death.
Now his master was old and couldn't bear the stimulation. He couldn't make his master sad again.
Jiujiu was not annoyed by Qing Feng's refusal. After all, Ming Yue had asked Qing Feng for ten years, but he didn't agree. It was impossible for her to make Qing Feng agree after a few days.
Jiujiu asked Qing Feng every few days whether he was willing to marry her or not. Every few days, she asked Qing Feng whether he would marry her or not.
Just like that, ten years had passed.
In ten years, Jiujiu changed from a delicate little girl to a slender and elegant girl. Even the little monk, who was as calm as still water, couldn't help but feel his heart pounding when he saw Jiujiu's appearance, not to mention the old nun.
Every time the old nun saw Jiujiu, her eyes would sparkle.
Of course, in the little monk's eyes, Jiujiu was so beautiful that he couldn't calm down. But in the old nun's eyes, Jiujiu was not Jiujiu. Jiujiu was a walking golden statue.
The more beautiful Jiujiu was, the more likely she could be sold at a good price in the future.
In the ten years that Jiujiu had stayed in the nunnery, the old nun had intermittently adopted forty to fifty little girls. Most of the little girls who had grown up with Jiujiu had disappeared silently at night. A small number of girls who were too ugly were left in the nunnery by the old nun to do odd jobs.
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