When it was almost noon that morning, Bao Yongshi and his wife, who were cutting firewood in the high mountain forest, were preparing to tie bundles of firewood and carry a load down the mountain, when they saw Bao Maoying coming again with a pointed load. Qu Xiaolan was the first to see it and asked, "Didn't I ask you to stay at home?" Did anyone come to our yard today to carry firewood? Bao Maoying thrust the pole toward the mountain and said yes! It is for this reason that I came up to the mountain to find you.
Who is he? Do you know him? Qu Xiaolan asked impatiently.
It's the Dong Pai who followed me last time. When Bao Maoying said this, she also told everything she had asked and what Dong Pai had said. She also emphasized that Dong Pai said he had a purpose for sending firewood to our house, but I asked him what it was. He didn't tell me what the purpose was. He said he would tell you only after meeting you.
Then I have to ask him. After Qu Xiaolan said this, she glanced at her husband Bao Yongshi, who had slipped down from the tree where the branches had been trimmed and stood beside her, listening to her talk to her daughter. Bao Yongshi muttered, "This matter is a bit strange. I want to go back and ask him to see what his purpose is. If his purpose is not pure, I will ask him to take away all the bundles of firewood he picked in our yard, otherwise it will be wrong." She's welcome.
In front of Bao Yongshi's house, the courtyard door was always open, but it turned out there was no door. That morning, Bao Maoying met Dong Pai, asked some questions, and then went up the mountain to "complain" to her parents. After that, Dong Pai picked up a few more loads of firewood and piled them in the courtyard of her house. The firewood was piled properly. When he came out of the yard, he happened to meet Bao Yongshi who was carrying firewood down the mountain and in front of the courtyard gate.
Bao Yongshi stopped his load of firewood, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked him, "Dong Pai, what's the purpose of sending so much firewood to our house?"
Dong Pai grinned and looked at Bao Yongshi's wife and daughter who were also walking with a load of firewood. He deliberately raised his voice and said, "Brother Bao, my purpose of delivering firewood to your family is very simple. I just want to tell you parents, why do you need to ask for firewood every day?" Your daughter Bao Maoying went up the mountain to collect firewood. It was a long mountain road and she was sweating. How tiring it was! Don’t you have enough firewood at home? You see, in a few days - pointing to the large row of firewood stacks he stacked in the courtyard - I delivered so much firewood. If you think you have enough firewood, you can rest.
Is this your purpose? Bao Yongshi who asked this question stared at him in disbelief.
This is the purpose. You don’t know that you are heartbroken for your daughter. Is it wrong for me, someone else, to feel your heartache for your daughter? Dong Pai said, his eyes filled with confidence.
At this time, Bao Maoying put down the bundle of firewood and heard clearly what Dong Pai said. She said to Dong Pai, "Of course we are grateful if you send firewood to our family." But you misunderstood. The Master did not ask me to go up the mountain to collect firewood every day. I consciously and spontaneously went to the mountain to collect firewood. I wanted to do something for the Master and feel more at ease.
Dong Pai, did you hear that clearly? It’s not that we parents don’t feel sorry for our daughters, it’s that daughters are very filial and know how to consider their parents. Bao Yongshi, who had said this, was as proud as if he had cleared his name. He continued with gestures, "Our family doesn't care about the firewood you brought. I suggest you move all the firewood you brought."
Brother Bao, why bother? Although you don't care about firewood, it's not a waste, it's a usable thing. Dong Pai was thinking as he spoke, and as he was thinking, he said, if you insist on asking me to move the firewood delivered to your yard, why not do this? In the future, you go up the mountain to cut firewood and tie it into bundles, and don't pick it home. I'll pick it up, pick it to my house, even if your family repays the firewood I gave to your house, isn't this the best of both worlds? It can also save you some energy. Isn’t it tiring to carry firewood home from the mountains? The bumpy journey?
Then do as you wish! Bao Yongshi raised his hand, picked up the load of firewood and walked into the courtyard gate. His wife and daughter, who were muttering to each other, also picked up the load of firewood and followed them in.
The next day, Bao Yongshi informed Dong Pai, saying that we have been going to the mountains to chop wood and tie it into bundles. You can go and pick it! Just think of us as returning firewood to you. Dong Pai said yes! In the middle of the morning, he found a spring, filled a pot of spring water, and sent it to the high mountain forest to quench the thirst of Bao Yongshi and his wife who were cutting firewood.
Bao Yongshi gradually became fond of him, so he said what was in his heart. According to theory, we should pick up the bundles of firewood and stack them in front of your house before returning the firewood. But if you are willing to pick it yourself, we will. It was a relief, eliminating the fatigue of carrying bundles of firewood over mountains and ridges. Dong Pai laughed loudly and said that I didn't want you to climb such a high mountain to cut firewood and return it to me, but you are so polite. I am deeply grateful to you, so I will do my best to send you some spring water to drink.
Hurrah! We will try to cut more firewood for you than the firewood you send to my yard, so that we can be worthy of you. Qu Xiaolan said, took the cup filled with spring water from Dong Pai, put it to her mouth and drank happily.
Bao Yongshi and his wife spent three days cutting firewood for Dong Pai. They estimated that there were almost as many bundles of firewood as Dong Pai had sent to their yard, so they called it a day and went down the mountain.
Walking to the door of the house, they suddenly heard the sound of pushing a chicken bus (i.e. a wheelbarrow). Bao Yongshi and his wife turned around and saw that Dong Pai parked an empty chicken bus on the side of the road, holding the purse on his chest with one hand. , raised his hand to greet them: "Wait a minute." He ran over and arrived in front of Bao Yongshi and his wife. The hand covering his wallet took out a few hundred yuan in banknotes and handed them to Bao Yongshi.
Bao Yongshi felt baffled that he didn't catch it immediately, and asked him what he was doing and why he wanted to send money. Qu Xiaolan was also puzzled and wanted to hear what he had to say, and stared intently at Dong Pai's hand holding the money.
At this time, Dong Pai looked at Bao Yongshi and said, "Brother Bao, you climbed up the mountains and woods to chop firewood and paid back these few hundred yuan to me. I didn't take the firewood you chopped back." He turned sideways and pointed toward the roadside - instead he put the bundle of firewood in the chicken bus and pushed it to Jinse City and sold it for money. Why should this money be given to your family? I see that although your house is a single-family house, the yard is open and the door is not repaired. I will donate this money to your house so that your house can build a gate and open it, and be more careful and safe when putting away your belongings.
oh. That's the reason. Bao Yongshi said suddenly. Seeing Dong Pai hand over the several hundred yuan banknotes and touching his palm, he suddenly had an idea: As the old saying goes, a blind man's eyes will open when he sees money, and a hunchback will stand up when he sees money. Will my boss become demented when he sees money? Worse than a blind man or a hunchback? Don't want it for nothing.
At this moment, Qu Xiaolan also asked him for money. Bao Yongshi grabbed the money Dong Pai handed him and happily explained the reason for asking for money. "Dong Pai, originally I didn't want this money, but Your heart is so sincere. The door of our courtyard is open. It is true that there is no door, so the courtyard is a bit in name only. If you donate this money, I will still build the gate for the yard.
Well. Dong Pai sighed as if he was a little absent-minded. Where was his heart? Thinking of Bao Maoying in his heart, he turned his head and saw that there was no shadow of Bao Maoying in the yard, and he felt a sense of loss. He smelled the aroma of rice wafting from the tiled house and guessed that Bao Maoying must be preparing rice at home and waiting for his parents to come back.
He really wanted to see Bao Maoying, but he was embarrassed and couldn't say it, so he frowned and figured out a way to lie to Bao Yongshi that he was a little anxious and wanted to go to the toilet. This was of course allowed.
Bao Yongshi said, you go into the yard and go through the main house. There is a toilet behind the house. Dong Pai had just entered the courtyard, and Qu Xiaolan approached Bao Yongshi, who was also entering the courtyard, and whispered, "You can't do the courtyard gate!" remember? Mr. Yin Yang, who is looking at the homestead, said that our house cannot be used as a courtyard gate. If a courtyard gate is built, it will block the God of Wealth, which is unlucky.
Bao Yongshi glared at her and said, I know, I took Dong Pai's money, so I had to find a reason to convince him. Qu Xiaolan said "hum", you got the money, but you have never been a gatekeeper. Dong Pai asked, what should you say?
Bao Yongshi said, Oops! Isn't that easy to prevaricate? Just make up a reason to convince him! Could it be that he had the nerve to take back the money he gave away? Qu Xiaolan was silent and thought to herself: Why is Dong Pai so good to our family? What is the intention? She couldn't understand.
