There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and the weather is cold and hot.
Crystal clear snowflakes floated down from the sky. Overnight, the back hill, the eaves, and the grass were all covered with a snow-white blanket.
Taoyuan Temple, which is usually very simple and monotonous, has also put up red paper-cuts on the wooden door window panes.
Under the eaves, there are round lanterns wrapped in red paper hanging.
White smoke billows from the kitchen chimney.
It’s Chinese New Year.
After Lingchu's selfless teachings from Sister-in-law Li, in just a few months, Lingchu became very good at cooking.
Moreover, I had seen a lot of exquisite food when I was at Fuchunlou. After a little research, the food I made was, according to Sister-in-law Li, just right.
"My dear, you are the one that the scholars say is green or blue."
Today is Lingchu’s first year in Taoyuan Temple.
So I generously bought a chicken, a fish, and a piece of pork belly at the market at the foot of the mountain. I made a three-cup chicken dish. The fish was made in two parts, the fish head was chopped into peppers, and the fish was cut into sections to make steamed fish. The pork belly was made into a dish. Braised pork.
I fried a dish of seasonal vegetables and cooked a fresh mushroom soup.
We put together six dishes, which means six or six good fortunes.
Lao Dao likes spicy food, Uncle He likes light food, and Lingchu likes sweet food.
Therefore, the dishes on the table are of different styles.
Today, the three people in the Taoist temple all wore brand new Taoist robes. Lingchu bought the cloth and entrusted Sister-in-law Li to help make them.
Originally, Lingchu wanted to give money to Sister-in-law Li, but Sister-in-law Li refused to take it. Lingchu simply bought a pair of silver bells and gave them to Sister-in-law Li's two children as New Year gifts.
It was said that it was given by an old Taoist and had been consecrated in a Taoist temple to bless the child's safety.
Silver bells were not as expensive as gold bells, so Sister-in-law Li could accept it in her heart. Moreover, she heard that it was an experienced consecration to ensure the safety of her children, so she did not refuse.
Lingchu didn't lie. She had indeed asked Lao Tao to consecrate the pair of bells. Although Lao Tao only offered them symbolically on the altar table without any statues, he still asked Lingchu to recite the scriptures several times.
The old Taoist tugged at the fit and soft new Taoist robe with some discomfort. It was really awkward. His original tattered Taoist robe was still comfortable to wear, but...
The old Taoist straightened his back and waved his sleeves, feeling that he seemed more powerful like this. When he saw the table full of dishes with all the colors, flavors and flavors, he felt even more satisfied.
It's better to be a girl. Not to mention having new clothes to wear, the old man is very satisfied with the fact that the quality of his daily meals has skyrocketed.
only……
The old Taoist took a chopstick and chopped the fish head with pepper, tears welling up in his eyes. Suddenly he looked at Lingchu and sighed, his tone was resentful and sad, "It's a pity, it's a pity. In this situation, if I have another glass of wine, it would really be... Life is a happy life, but I won’t be able to enjoy it for a few more years now that I’m old..."
Taoyuan Temple could not make ends meet. Originally, the money was in the hands of Uncle He, but later it was in the hands of Lingchu.
When Uncle He went out to look for Huan Niang, he left some money for Lao Tao, and Lao Tao used it to buy wine.
Later, because Lingchu knew how to make wine, although Lingchu did not give Lao Dao pocket money every month like Uncle He, he would give Lao Dao a bottle of his own wine every month, which made Lao Dao quite quiet.
Every time after drinking, he would try his best to steal some wine.
He often begged for wine with Lingchu.
The success rate is not high.
However, today is Chinese New Year.
Lingchu took out two bottles of wine from under the table. One was a large one and he handed it to the old man. The other was a small one and he put it in front of him.
"You are still young and can't drink." Uncle He didn't take a second look at the old man who was very happy with the wine.
He turned to Lingchu and said.
"This is plum wine. It's very light and sweet. It doesn't matter." Lingchu didn't care. Although what she drank had the word "jiu" on it, it was more like a drink.
When Uncle He was young, he was also a wealthy man. Naturally, he knew that the plum wine that women in the boudoir often drank was not very alcoholic.
Knowing that Lingchu had always been smart and steady, Uncle He was naturally relieved and turned to look at Lao Dao, his face darkening.
"Master! As you get older, drink less!"
Over there, the old Taoist was holding a wine bottle in one hand and drinking directly into his mouth, and holding chopsticks in the other hand to pick up the fish head with chopped peppers.
I was eating in full swing, my face was rosy, and I felt so happy.
In the cowshed outside the door, a big bull with two bright red cloth straps tied around its horns lay listlessly on the ground, its hooves rubbing its face impatiently.
This is one of the results of the first afternoon of Lingchu.
Lingchu felt that the whole family had new clothes, and the big ox could not be left behind. If he couldn't wear new clothes, he would wear some red to feel happy.
In order to put it on the big scalper, Lingchu struggled for more than half an hour.
After having enough wine and food, it’s the highlight of the New Year.
Set off fireworks.
In the small town at the foot of the mountain, there are not many varieties of fireworks and firecrackers available for purchase.
In addition to the most common series of firecrackers, there are small firework tubes that are placed on the ground and spray out fireworks.
In snowy weather, at least you don’t have to worry about catching fire.
Pulling Uncle He and Lao Dao, Lingchu arranged the small fireworks tube with great interest.
He took out the fire stick from his pocket and lit the fuse.
As soon as the lead was connected, Lingchu immediately dodged three feet away.
She was a little excited and a little scared.
call out!
The fireworks from the small firework tube instantly illuminated half of the yard. The bright fireworks were like the branches of a jade tree, surpassing the thousands of reds and greens.
"so beautiful!"
Lingchu likes to watch fireworks. Watching the splendid fireworks every year is one of the things Lingchu looks forward to the most.
Even though someone told her that fireworks are fleeting, but their beauty is fleeting.
But in Lingchu’s view, isn’t the beauty of the moment beautiful? At least for all the time that fireworks existed, she was beautiful, and dazzlingly beautiful.
"Happy New Year!"
At the foot of the mountain, fireworks bloomed in the endless night sky.
In the small courtyard, the crackling of firecrackers was deafening.
The atmosphere of the New Year is particularly strong.
"Lingchu, Happy New Year." Uncle He reached out and brushed it around his waist, holding a neatly folded set of clothes and jewelry in his hands.
"You are a little girl. You only wear a Taoist robe all day long. What do you look like? I chose the clothes she prepared for you as a New Year's gift."
Lingchu smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and happily took over the bright red dress, which was embroidered with strong plum blossom branches and blooming pink plum blossoms.
The jewelry she wears is a pair of small hairpins in the shape of plum blossoms.
It was not as exquisite as Fuchunlou's clothes and jewelry, but for the first time, she received a red dress.
Whether before or after entering Fuchun Tower, she had always lived her life very cautiously.
I have never worn such a bold color before.
So, she was really, really, really happy.
"Little girl, how are you reading the scriptures?"
The old Taoist drank a large pot of wine with satisfaction and asked Lingchu with a glowing face.
"Recite it like a stream!"
"What about entering samadhi?"
"I accidentally fell asleep at first, but then I slowly found the feeling. Now, it's strange. As soon as I close my eyes, the scriptures start to sound in my head, and then I feel like I'm floating in the air. It's like Awake, but also seems to be asleep.
When I woke up, I didn't know if it was my illusion. I always felt that the world in front of me seemed to have been wrapped in a veil before and now it was unveiled. It seemed that nothing had changed, but it seemed to have changed. "
What Lingchu said was very mysterious, because she didn't quite understand it herself.
The old Taoist glanced at Lingchu steadily, then pointed his finger at Lingchu's forehead, and stopped at the touch.
"new Year's gift!"
Lingchu closed his eyes unconsciously, feeling that there were suddenly a lot of things in his mind.
Cultivation method, "Qingyi Sutra".
