"Xing'er, come and blow for you." The little Taoist leader quickly hugged the old Taoist's hand with both hands and blew seriously.
"Oh, it feels so comfortable, it doesn't hurt at all." The old Taoist kissed the Taoist priest on the face and burst out laughing.
The old cat looked at the intimate scene between master and apprentice from the hole in the ancestral temple, and seemed to think of the kitten that had left him, and also of the dead female cat. It was really, so sad!
The meow sounded sad and desolate.
Gudu! The old cat was woken up by the cruel reality. He is so hungry! Why haven't you served breakfast yet?
Hearing the old cat's meow, the old Taoist peeled off a corn cob and handed it to the little Taoist: "Take it to the old cat to eat. It seems to be hungry."
The little Taoist priest was a little reluctant, why? He didn’t want to play with me, and he didn’t listen to me.
The little Taoist ran up to the old cat with a corn cob, and the old cat quickly took a few steps back.
The Taoist priest placed the corn cob on the ground and said, "Eat it. If you don't eat it, you will starve to death."
The old cat waited for the Taoist leader to retreat, then came over and smelled the corn cobs on the ground. There was no oil or water at all. I am a carnivore! I even tolerated eating rice with oil soup, but now it is giving me corn cobs!
What do I think I am?
The old cat looked at the corn cobs on the ground with some disgust, and never moved his mouth.
The little Taoist priest kept staring at the old cat, but the old cat couldn't move. He was very dissatisfied: "Master, look at this old cat, even if you give it a sip, it won't even sip it."
"The old cat likes to eat fish," said the old Taoist.
"I also like squid. Originally this morning, Xilaiyao took me to catch eels, but you had to rush back." The little Taoist said dissatisfied.
"Look, the old cat has eaten corn. The corn is delicious." The old man quickly changed the subject.
The little Taoist looked back and saw that the old cat was indeed eating corn, and he was eating it with gusto.
This corn is quite delicious. I don’t know why, but it is just like sweet corn, soft and sweet.
"Master, is this sweet corn we are growing?" asked the little Taoist priest.
"Where is the sweet corn? It's the seed left over from last year. I don't know why it tastes so good this year. The previous crop didn't taste good either. It's not big. Why did the one I planted this time grow so big?
Could it be that I'm so lucky now that I can reap whatever I sow?" The old Taoist was really confused. He even applied some farmyard manure to the previous crop, but he didn't take care of it at all this time. Who knew it would grow so well?
Alas, lazy people are blessed with laziness. From now on, growing crops will depend on the sky.
The Taoist priest didn't bother to delve into it, as long as the corn was delicious. It could be eaten as rice, oh no, it tasted much better than rice. He would eat roasted corn for every meal of the day.
The old cat gnawed the corn for a long time. After eating one corn, the old cat's stomach was full. Looking at the postures of the master and the apprentice, he realized that today's breakfast would only be corn. Don't count on the bones and meat. Rice with oil soup.
Don't count on it. Come on, I'll go for a walk and see if I can catch a blind mouse and give it a tooth.
"Master, we are wasting food by keeping an old cat. He comes here to eat at midnight every day, like a master. He never pays attention to me. How about we chase it away next time it comes?" said the little Taoist priest.
It was not Lai Lai who scolded the old cat behind his back.
"Raising a cat is not like raising a dog. A dog will play with you, but a cat won't. The same is true for the domestic cats in Xianjiqiao. Although the old cat is a bit old, it works. We have never seen mice in the Patriarch Temple.
, it shows that the old cat is still useful." said the old Taoist.
"If a mouse nests in the Patriarch's Temple, won't it starve to death? Our family never has any leftovers," said the little Taoist Priest.
These words were heartbreaking, and the old man was so angry that his beard stood up: "Our mice can still starve to death? How come they haven't starved you to death? All the food and yellow legs for so many years have been fed to white-eyed wolves."
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"Master, you don't like Xing'er anymore, you are mean to me!" The young Taoist master is not afraid of the old Taoist being tough. He can extinguish the old Taoist's anger by acting coquettishly. Tried and tested, it is more effective than asking the ancestor.
Sure enough, the old Taoist lost his temper all of a sudden, causing the little Taoist to pull his beard and laugh.
Not only is the growth of vegetables in the fields unusual, but even the growth of grain seedlings in the rice fields is different from day to day. The temperature in the mountains is lower than that at the bottom of the mountains. Under normal circumstances, the growth of grain seedlings is much worse than that at the bottom of the mountains. But the master and the disciples did this.
In a rice field, the seedlings inside grow much better than those at the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Fangqing, Xiao Dajiang and others climbed up Fengmeizhai Mountain with axes and saws, and stopped by the Zushi Temple to see the Taoist master and his disciples. When they came, they brought some glutinous rice cakes from home. Naturally, these were prepared for the little Taoist priest.
"Fang Qing, how come Taoist Master's crops grow so well? Isn't this a new field?" Xiao Dajiang asked, pointing to the lush seedlings.
"How did I know? The best fertile field in our team does not have such good grass. This grass is so good, it is so big. Could it be that the Taoist master knows the magic and can grow it so well." Zhang Fangqing was also surprised.
"Then don't ask the Taoist priest about this matter. Taoist priests have taboos." Xiao Dajiang said.
"Yeah. Some things won't work if they are explained clearly. I really can't ask about this." Zhang Fangqing nodded.
The old Taoist was very happy to see people coming down the mountain.
"Fang Qing, why did you come up the mountain today?" the old Taoist asked.
"Take advantage of the slack to go to the mountains and cut down some big trees. After a while, we will start building the school. There will be a lot of roof beams and citrons by then. Now we have prepared them and left them in the mountains to dry for a while, and they will be almost dry.
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"How can it be so fast?" the old Taoist laughed, and then asked: "Your team has built a school. In the future, you will ask a teacher to teach? Can young people from every household go to study?"
"That's right. Teachers will be sent down from above. By then, all the poor people will be able to study. Unlike us, we don't know a single blind word. In the past, it was only the poor people from landlords and rich families who had the opportunity to study and go to private schools. Now the poor and lower-middle peasants have turned around.
If the family is in charge, every child can study." Zhang Fangqing was very excited when he talked about this.
"Not only can my son study, but my sister's family can also study. When the primary school is ready, I will send my daughter to study there." Xiao Dajiang has only one daughter. After his mother-in-law gave birth to this daughter, she was unable to conceive.
After several miscarriages, the couple slowly began to give up the idea of having a cub. They thought that when their daughter grew up, they would marry a young man and continue their family relationship, so they raised this daughter as a cub.
The old Taoist thought: "In the future, my disciple will also go to school."
"Yes. If you study well, you won't be afraid of traveling around." Xiao Dajiang agreed very much.
"The little Taoist priest and Xilai are both about the same age. In the future, the little Taoist priest and Xilai can go to school together," Zhang Fangqing said.
"When will this school be built?" asked the old Taoist.
"It should be soon. The coal has been approved, and the brigade cadres are ready to build kilns and bake bricks," Zhang Fangqing said.
