Wu Jin watched the two brothers and sisters go away, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed to the Xuezhai to go to class. After class, he rushed home to take care of his father, and then went to sell cakes at night.
Injury and high fever tormented Wu's father, causing him to lose weight in a short period of time and become skin and bones. Wu Jin wandered back and forth between school, home, and Yuhua Street, and quickly lost weight.
On February 18th, a letter came from Xiongshan Temple, asking the Wu family to pay their wages and pay for their injuries.
There was no one at home, and his younger brother was too young to walk such a long way, so Wu Jin took nineteen days off, wore short brown cloth shoes and a warm shirt, picked up two baskets of pancakes, and went out before dawn. Selling cakes along the road out of the state capital, followed the Yuxi River northward, walked for most of a day, and finally arrived at Xiongshi Gorge at noon.
Today happens to be the birthday of Guanyin, and many pilgrims from Xiongshan Temple took the trouble to come and buy up all the cakes left by Wu Jin.
Wu Jin carried the empty basket and walked carefully along the path along the east cliff until he reached the gate of Xiongshan Temple. He put down the basket on the pole, washed his face and hands with running water, patted the dust off his clothes, and took off his dusty turban. Upon entering the mountain gate, I first heard a burst of noise, followed the sound, and saw the little girl whose nickname was "Ah Gu".
Grandma took the stone and knocked the red stone on the rock wall, and touched it out of curiosity. No one, including his entourage, companions and elder brother, could be seen.
She wore a gray jacket, two ordinary corner buns tied with red rope, and a gold necklace was hidden in her skirt. However, the nobility on her face was very eye-catching.
Wu Jin thought that her brother should be nearby, so she lowered her head slightly and was about to enter the mountain gate, but she saw Huang Yapo from Shishi Street rushing up with a bag of dates and stopping her in front of Grandma.
"I'm so bold. Why do you, little girl, come here alone to worship Guanyin? Where are your family members? Are you hungry? Come and eat some dates."
When Wu Jin saw that Ah Gu was really standing on tiptoes to look at the dates, Wu Jin didn't have any precautions and quickly shouted: "Ah Gu!"
Ah Wan's eyes turned from Zao Zi to Wu Jin, and he smiled with white teeth: "Wu Jin."
Wu Jin picked up the empty basket and came forward, squeezing in between Huang Po and Ah Gu: "Grandma, are you coming to worship the Bodhisattva today?"
Huang Yapo glared at Wu Jin: "Brother Jin, do you recognize this little eldest sister?"
Such a good female would make a fortune wherever she sold it, but Wu Jin messed it up.
Wu Jin nodded: "I recognize it, I was about to send it to her."
Huang Yapo said bitterly: "As expected of a student in the state school, knowing such a wealthy family, my brother will become rich in the future, so don't forget your poor neighbors."
She still had a lot of mean things to say, but Wu Jin was full of clear and upright energy. He started to speak obscenities and brushed them away. It was useless to say anything, so he shut his mouth and went elsewhere.
Wu Jin saw her walking away, turned around and asked Ah Gu, "Where is your brother? I'll take you there."
Grandma raised her long eyebrows proudly: "Brother is at home, I came here on a donkey myself."
Seeing her beaming face, Wu Jin secretly thought that it was not good, she might have sneaked out, but she still didn't give up and asked, "What about the girl who came with you? Where is the nanny?"
He didn't know girls from wealthy families. He only knew that girls would never go out alone unless they were lost.
Ah Gu looked up at him: "They are all at home."
Wu Jin had no choice but to see that it was still early, so he said, "Follow me first, and I'll send you back after I pay you."
Ah Gu was also tired of playing, so she followed him into the mountain gate and said as he walked: "My name is Mo Lingfeng, you can't call me Ah Gu."
Wu Jin nodded: "I call you Miss Mo."
Mo Lingfeng looked at the murals, touched the Arhat, and walked into the Guanyin Hall with Wu Jin. When she saw someone shaking the lottery tube in front of the Guanyin statue, she grabbed the corner of Wu Jin's clothes and said, "You want to take one too."
Wu Jin thought of her father's injury and asked for a spiritual lottery. After the people in front of her finished drawing, they kowtowed before shaking the lottery tube and silently reciting, "Please save the suffering Guanshiyin Bodhisattva and guide my father through this difficult time." There was a crisp "click" sound. , a bamboo stick fell from inside.
He picked up the bamboo stick, but before he could read it, Mo Lingfeng's little head came over and read the signature with him.
"While I was playing in the Bibo Pond, I was secretly surrounded by a snare. I couldn't think of a way out, and I was destined to be miserable in Quanguan."
Sign under.
When Wu Jin saw the signature, he didn't need to interpret it, and he knew it was not good. It looked like a dragnet and a catastrophe. His heart immediately sank, and his expression also darkened.
Suddenly, Mo Lingfeng reached out and took away the lottery from his hand and threw it back into the tube: "Shake again."
Wu Jin was stunned: "What?"
Mo Lingfeng shook the lottery tube vigorously and said in a tone of voice that could not be ignored: "Shake it again."
Wu Jin couldn't laugh or cry, but Mo Lingfeng stared at him seriously, as if he wouldn't leave until he shook it once. He chuckled, and started shaking the lottery tube with a bang.
There was another "click" sound, and a bamboo stick reluctantly fell to the ground.
Mo Lingfeng quickly grabbed the bamboo stick in his hand, took a closer look, and saw that it was a high-end bamboo stick, and then handed it to Wu Jin.
"If Tai Tai is just around the corner, a gentleman will go out from the mountain with courage; if he encounters good news about tigers and rabbits, it will not be difficult for him to be determined and busy."
Several women who came to worship Guanyin couldn't help but laugh. One of them said: "The lot drawn again will not be accurate. The Bodhisattva will blame you for being insincere."
Mo Lingfeng raised his head and asked: "If you want to win the lottery, of course you have to shake it as far as possible. I am so determined, why would the Bodhisattva blame me?"
The woman laughed, and another person said: "What you ask for like this is not a spiritual sign, and the master will not interpret it."
Mo Lingfeng gave Wu Jin a hard tug, pulled him up, and walked forward with his head held high: "We are literate and we can interpret it ourselves."
Wu Jin quickly put the spiritual lottery back into the tube, picked up the load, and walked to the temple.
There were many pilgrims today, so Wu Jin finally found a monk and explained his purpose of coming. The monk sent the two of them into a meditation room and asked them to sit and wait here while he went to call the monk who knew the guest.
Wu Jin placed the burden in the corner and sat upright in the chair, without slumping or hunching his back. His eyes did not wander around. His eyes only fell on the door, and he could only see Mo Lingfeng's movement out of the corner of his eye.
Mo Lingfeng knelt on the chair, stretched his arms to carry the teapot, poured a cup of tea and drank it. He didn't know when the tea was brewed. It was cold from his mouth to his heart, and his stomach made a long growl of hunger.
She didn't feel cold even though she was walking around outside. As soon as she sat down, she immediately felt like she was going to catch a cold from the cold, so she got down from the chair and started looking around.
Wu Jin kept paying attention to her movements. Seeing that although she couldn't sit still, she didn't look around, so she was distracted to think about her homework, thinking and waiting at the same time.
An hour passed, and before the guest monk arrived, the sky suddenly changed. The cold air invaded the house, and thick clouds covered the sun outside. In an instant, it became dark.
The wind gradually picked up, making the cave wall whimper. Mo Lingfeng walked to the door, her wide sleeves suddenly filled with wind, and swept back. She sneezed hugely into the wind.
Wu Jin quickly stepped forward and pulled her behind him. Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Zhi Ke Monk trotting over.
"Almsgiver has been waiting for a long time." Zhike Monk closed the door and took a look at Mo Lingfeng. Seeing her noble and majestic red and phoenix eyes, he thought to himself: "The eyes are the seedlings of the heart. This little girl has good eyes."
