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The remaining snow is shining brightly.

It is the middle of winter in a blink of an eye.

Liujiazhuang, nearly a thousand miles away from the capital, is an ordinary small village. Like in previous years, every winter, people stay at home, guarding a pot, a bed of kangs, and coarse grains and sweet potato cats for the winter.

When the spring of the next year is about to stretch your waist, it’s time to work hard again.

On that day, Liu Sanun picked up cow dung at the entrance of the village. When he looked up, he saw someone coming from there.

Uncle Liu San was old and had a bad look. He looked at his eyes for a long time and muttered to himself: "This person is so strange. Who is wearing white clothes on such a cold day?"

When the man approached a little longer, he realized that he was a monk.

The Great Xia Kingdom worships Buddhism, so people respect monks very much.

Uncle Liu San quickly put down the fork that picked up dung and bowed to the monk and gave a Buddhist tribute.

The monk also stopped and returned the favor. Uncle Liu San saw that the monk had a long jade face and a high-end demeanor, which was more decent than the monk in the Buddha painting. He hurriedly said, "The elder is afraid that it is not a living Buddha or Bodhisattva who has descended, and the little old man is rude."

As he said that, he was about to kneel down, but the monk reached out and grabbed him: "The old man doesn't need to be too polite. The little monk is just a monk who is walking, far from a living Buddha, nor a Bodhisattva."

Although he showed his identity, Liu Sanbo did not feel negligent in his heart. He only felt that this monk was extraordinary, not to mention his voice was extremely pleasant. If he put on a cassock and pronounced the Dharma name, he could be a palm altar at the Buddha bathing party.

Suddenly, he thought that he had not yet asked the monk's Dharma name, so he asked him quickly.

The monk said: "My monk's Dharma name Yin Kong."

"Since the Buddha has arrived here, if you don't feel shabby, go home with the old man and drink a bowl of hot porridge!" Uncle Liu San was wearing a thin dress when he saw such cold weather, not to mention that he had already said that he was a traveling monk, so he must have been here to beg for alms.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the monk bowed and thanked him.

Uncle Liu San didn't pick up cow dung and led the way.

A few people from the same village along the way were bound to meet. Soon, the news of a fairy-like monk coming from Liu San's family spread throughout the village. People were bored and naturally had to take this as a fun place.

There were not so many people in the village who were shunted, and all the girls and wives rushed over.

Everyone blushed and their hearts beat. I have never seen such a beautiful person since I was a child.

Monk Yin Kong sat on the bench and drank porridge, not caring about the gazes that everyone was cast, as if he had become accustomed to being stared at by many people.

"It's a pity that I became a monk because of such a decent appearance." There is a stingy little wife in the village, known as Shuanzi's wife. She always says whatever she wants in her heart.

Zhuzi's wife next to her touched her arm with her elbow and teased, "If you don't become a monk, would you cuckold Shuanzi?"

Sister Shuanzi was about to reach out to pinch her, but Liu Laoba behind her also got involved: "Being a monk doesn't have to be a cuckold."

"Old Ba, your donkey mouth is just a beating!" Sister Shuanzi turned around and spat, "You deserve to be unable to get a wife!"

Everyone just smiled after hearing this, and they all knew that they were telling jokes.

"Ling Niuzi, why don't you speak? Are you also planning to find such a handsome son-in-law in the future?" Sister Shuanzi looked at the little girl who had never spoken and said, "You should be fourteen after the New Year, right?"

The girl named Xiaoling suddenly turned red and she stomped her feet and said, "Why didn't Brother Shuanzi stop you? Her mouth is annoying."

"He is reluctant to let go. Who in the world wants to live with him except me?" Sister Shuanzi is not afraid: "What's so shameful about men getting married when they are old and women getting married when they are old? You have a good time with me, and I'll go back to my parents' home and help you find a good marriage."

"You keep it yourself, I don't care." Reiko turned her head and didn't appreciate it at all.

"Oh, look at this crazy spirit, let me tell you!" Sister Shuanzi pointed at Monk Yinkong with her chin and said, "Everyone like this respects the gods, and it's not our turn."

"I didn't dare to think about it," Reiko shook her head: "I just thought that if he didn't become a monk, he would be quite compatible with someone."

"Stop making trouble. Which one of the big girls and wives in these villages doesn't know each other?" Shuanzi's sister shook her head and didn't believe it: "If you look at it like this, no one is worthy of it!"

Not only did she think so, everyone also agreed.

This monk was born so well and had an extraordinary demeanor. Although there were many pretty girls in this place, how could the pheasant be worthy of the phoenix?

Reiko sneered and said, "The fairy painted on the wall at Xiao Zongzi's house is worthy of it, right?"

"So it's her!" Everyone suddenly realized after hearing this: "Isn't that the person on Huaer?"

At this time, Yin Kong had already finished drinking the porridge and asked everyone: "Xiaosheng is a little familiar with some medical skills. I don't know if there are any sick people here? He can treat them as much as possible, and there is no charge for money."

"Oh, that's great. The monk is really a bodhisattva!" Everyone was happy to hear that this monk could cure the disease. Poor people are most afraid of getting sick. Often when they get sick, they are always next to each other. They can't help it, so they ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine.

In a blink of an eye, Uncle Liu's home became a clinic.

The monk was not bothered at all and looked over one by one.

Some only need to rest, some need to keep warm, some apply acupuncture, and some require medication.

It took most of the day soon, and the winter was short, and it was dusk before I knew it.

Everyone begged Monk Yin Kong to stay for another day, but he did not refuse.

Only then did everyone realize that he was following the scriptures in all directions to cure the poor.

At this time, Mrs. Chen remembered something and clapped her hands and said, "Why did you forget Grandma Bittercao? She has been frigid for a while and can't even get off the kang. I went to see her yesterday, and it hurts so much that I can't even sleep."

"But the monk has been tired for a day, so it's time to take a break. I'll carry Grandma Bittercao tomorrow." Liu Sanniang said.

"The little monk is not tired yet. I'll ask someone to lead me. I'll go over and take a look at this grandma." Yin Kong said as he stood up.

"You are really a bodhisattva!" said Uncle Liu San, "I'll take you there."

As the two walked along, Uncle Liu San told Yin Kong about the situation of Daqian Grandma's house: "The Daqian Grandma's house is Liu. When she was born, she ate Daqian in spring, so her mother gave her the name Daqian. Perhaps it was because of her name that she was extremely miserable. She became a widower in her life at the age of twenty. She finally married her son and died of illness in less than a year. Fortunately, the wife already had the roots of her family in her belly. She gave birth to the child to one year old.
Chapter completed!