While tidying up the stall, Mrs. Zhao said to Mrs. Liu, "Mother Xiaobai, let's close the stall, put the things on the bullock cart, and go to the temple to worship."
Mrs. Liu looked up. , smiled and responded: "Okay, Mrs. Zhao, I'll take it now."
She lowered her head and covered the remaining half of the pickles in the bamboo tube, then grabbed a handful of straw and wiped the bowl. , casually put them into the backpack.
The surrounding market was bustling with people and the sounds of hawking came and went.
After a few people packed up the stalls, Mrs. Zhao said to Wan Chaogui: "Agui, let's go to the temple and wait for us at the gate of the market."
Wan Chaogui nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Zhao pulled Liu and Chen Wanbai, and the three of them squeezed through the bustling crowd and walked towards the temple.
On the way, Mrs. Zhao took Mrs. Liu and chatted about their family's problems, while Chen Wanbai followed them quietly.
Not long after, the three of them arrived at the temple. The temple looks a bit old, with some shabby wooden doors open and the smell of incense filling the air.
Chen Wanbai stood at the door, looking around curiously. This was the first time she had seen this kind of temple. To be honest, her first impression was that it was very shabby.
After all, in later generations we saw a lot of those kinds of cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings. At first glance, it is quite strange to see this kind of stone wall with thatched roof and a slightly dilapidated appearance.
On one side of the temple, there was an incense stall selling incense and candles. Mrs. Zhao took Liu and Chen Wanbai there and bought a few.
Not expensive.
At the incense stall, the cheapest incense costs three pennies. It is made from ordinary fragrant wood and herbs. It is very rough and has a short burning time. The medium price is about one cent silver, mixed with a trace of sandalwood. It looks much finer and has a longer burning time; the more expensive one or two silver ones are added with agarwood, which has a rich aroma and a longer burning time.
No need to think about it, the cheapest one for three people is three cents per person.
And there are many people buying three cents of incense. Some of them are wearing shabby clothes, but they are willing to pay for it.
They took the incense and walked into the main hall of the temple. It is the tallest and largest of the several houses.
The light in the hall was dim, with only a few ancient oil lamps emitting dim light and shadows.
Although the Buddha statue is not big, it has a peaceful expression and looks particularly solemn under the weak candlelight.
There is a light aroma in the air, mixed with the smell of fragrant wood and old wood, which makes people feel calm and peaceful.
Mrs. Zhao gently inserted the incense candle into the incense burner, clasped her hands together, lowered her head and prayed. Mrs. Liu also followed her, clasping her hands together and silently making a wish in her heart.
Chen Wanbai silently learned from the sidelines. In the past, she never prayed to gods or Buddhas, even when she entered a temple, she just looked around. Most of the temples at that time were tourist-oriented.Begging but not bowing is not obtrusive.
However, now that she was standing in this simple hall, there was something subtle in her heart. She couldn't tell whether it was metaphysics or science that brought her to this place.
She gently inserted the incense candle in her hand into the incense burner, imitating Mrs. Zhao's movements. He put his hands together and closed his eyes. Although he didn't pray in his heart, he still looked like the people around him.
After leaving the main hall, it was almost noon.
Mrs. Zhao raised her head and glanced at the sky, then turned to Mrs. Liu and Chen Wanbai and said, "Let's hurry up and go back for lunch. My old man must have prepared the meal. You all will be there at noon." I'll eat it there, so I won't have to work for a long time when I go back."
Mrs. Zhao's kitchen skills are very average, and can even be said to be a bit unpalatable, so she usually cooks at Wan Guangshan.
The three of them walked into the yard when Mrs. Zhao suddenly felt her stomach churn. She held her stomach and said, "Oh, my stomach is not working anymore. I have to go to the hut first. You guys wait for me here."
After saying that, she hurried towards the hut behind the temple.
Ms. Liu stood there, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I feel a little anxious about this, so I'll go there too." Then she followed.
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Chen Wanbai stayed in the yard, feeling a little bored. Thinking that the journey back was not short, I decided to stop by the hut for a little convenience.
The hut is located in a slightly hidden location, nestled among trees and surrounded by several wooden boards. It is simple and practical.
There were only two huts, so Chen Wanbai could only wait outside for Mrs. Liu to come out.
Standing at the door of the hut, her eyes inadvertently scanned the nearby bushes and found a few black shadows among the dense bushes.
Out of curiosity, Chen Wanbai came closer. She found that the shadows were two people, one of whom was carrying a sack and his movements were a little hasty. The two looked nervous, looking left and right, and were walking quickly towards the woods behind the temple.
The two people obviously did not notice Chen Wanbai's presence. They moved quickly and disappeared into the woods in a short time.
Chen Wanbai had a doubt in his heart, but he did not dwell on it. After all, curiosity killed the cat, and she didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
She turned back to the door of the hut and waited quietly for Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Zhao to come out.
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Chen Dasong was thinking about whether Zhu might also steal someone, so he looked for Zhu in the haystacks and groves. As a result, he couldn't find Zhu after searching for a long time, and he grinned in anger.
When he was so angry, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. Looking back, it was Chen Yuanguang, the second son.
Chen Yuanguang ran over panting and was so angry when he saw Chen DasongStomping his feet, he couldn't help but ask: "Dad, what are you doing here? Grandma is looking for you."
Chen Dasong asked: "Where is your mother?"
Chen Yuanguang He replied: "Mother is waiting for you too."
Chen Dasong's face immediately darkened, and he asked with some displeasure: "Where has your mother been? Who is she with?"
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Although Chen Yuanguang didn't understand why his father asked this question, he still answered honestly: "My mother is with my second aunt, and my second aunt even gave me candy."
Hearing When Zhu and Wu were together, Chen Dasong relaxed his frown.
"Let's go, your mother is urging us to go home." Chen Dasong stopped talking and walked in the direction of the bullock cart with long strides.
"You can't find anyone, so where are you fooling around?" When the old woman saw Chen Dasong and Chen Yuanguang, she immediately opened her mouth and cursed, "Stop delaying and go home quickly. Are you guys "Do you still want to eat out?"
"Mom, can I eat out?" Chen Yuanguang looked excited.
Erya and Sanya had always cooked the food at home. Mrs. Zhou was always worried that they would eat it secretly, so she only gave them some brown rice and sweet potatoes.
Chen Yuanguang really didn’t want to eat such a meal at home.
Mrs. Zhou rolled her eyes and glared at Chen Yuanguang: "Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat! If you don't eat the food cooked at home, you don't have to spend money to eat out?"
< p> Chen Yuanguang was so frightened that he lowered his head and dared not say a word."Everyone, seeing how much money they have at home, they all think they are getting rich, right? Get the hell back home!" Mrs. Zhou cursed.
Everyone climbed into the oxcart in a hurry. Chen Dasong was driving the oxcart and was about to set off. Suddenly, Mr. Zhu shouted: "Dasong, wait a minute!"
Mrs. Zhou His brows furrowed: "Why, you want to make trouble when the child is making trouble?"
Zhu was about to explain: "No..."
Mrs. Zhou raised her hand and slapped her: "Shut up, you are the only one who has more things to do every day."