The Taoist temple, which lacked pilgrims to donate sesame oil, could no longer oil the door mortar, so the sound of the door closing was very unpleasant.
Like a group of rats in the production team's storage room, grinding their teeth at the same time.
Seeing Luo Xuan closing the door, the man was full of doubts: Just give him money, why would he drag himself into a Taoist temple?
Why...why is the door still closed?
It’s just that doubts are doubts, and men are not afraid!
As the militia captain of the vegetable production team, how could he be afraid of the young man in front of him with thin arms and legs?
Even if this guy closes the door and lets the dogs out, he is just giving himself dog meat.
Close the door.
Luo Xuanyou turned around and said to the man: "Uncle, I don't have any money to give you."
The man was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "You are still a high school student, but you talk so much about cheating? Why did you promise so well just now, but now you say you have no money? Are you kidding me?"
Luo Xuan whispered, "I am a student."
"Who doesn't know you are a student?!"
The man was angry and funny, "What's wrong with you being a student? Hey... my dear, so you're just digging a hole for me here?"
Poor students, poor students.
The man now realized that those who could live on campus must be rural children from remote production teams.
How could they be so wealthy?
These rural children could not drop out of school, and their families were already scrimping on food and clothing and spending everything they had on providing for their education.
It’s not easy!
The man stared at Luo Xuan and said, "You guy, you are dishonest! You promised me a bamboo pole outside and paid me 30 cents."
Now all the students in the school think that I really charged you 6 cents, but in fact, you didn't give me a penny!
You have also lost your good reputation, but I am responsible for your bad reputation. Why are you so bad?"
Luo Xuan's eyes widened: "Why am I broken? I'm not doing this for uncle, are you okay?"
Hearing this, the man almost fainted from anger, "You, why are you just doing it for me?"
Luo Xuan sighed: "Every year, students go to get your bamboo poles, isn't that okay?"
The man thought to himself: Damn it, do you even need to say this?
Before the man could speak, Luo Xuan said again, "If this continues, it won't work.
I was outside earlier and promised to pay you 30 cents for a bamboo pole. In this case, other students who come to live on campus one after another will know that the starting price for cutting a bamboo pole from your house is 30 cents. In this way, they can also
Do you dare to go?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, are you trying to act like a baby? This made me happy for nothing, ugh..."
The man sighed, "If you are really poor, then don't agree to compensation randomly! If you come to work in our production team for a day on Sunday, you can pay for it, right? You might even have a better attitude and promise not to do such things in the future.
, can we still beat you to death?"
"Besides, you guys are just dolls!"
There was a look on the man's face that he was about to cry, "There are too many bamboo forests around here, why can't you find another place to cause trouble? Why do you come to cut down the bamboo forest in my house every day?"
Luo Xuan laughed and said, "Isn't it your fault that your bamboo is good? It's neither thick nor thin, and it's just right for supporting mosquito nets."
The man also laughed angrily, "How dare you, you have to blame me for planting the wrong kind of bamboo?"
Luo Xuan laughed non-stop, "Who told you, uncle, to plant water bamboo? If it were phoebe, they wouldn't even want it if you gave it to them."
The man stopped laughing and asked Luo Xuan with a smile, "You boy! This matter is over. Now let's have a few words. Just now, weren't you afraid that I would go find your principal?"
"Not afraid."
Luo Xuan shook his head, "You go to our principal, and I'll go to your captain."
The man's eyes widened!
"You stole my bamboo, why did you go to the captain of our production team?"
Luo Xuan said: "Because I am a student."
The man snorted, "I'm not blind or deaf, so I know you are a student."
Luo Xuan said: "Since I am a student, you file a complaint with our principal. If I am punished for this, it will cause me to delay the opportunity to recruit workers to the city, and I will be working in the production team to repair the earth all my life.
Ruining someone's future is a heinous crime.
If it delays me from becoming a doctor, or a teacher, or even a government cadre...Uncle, won't your conscience hurt?"
The man was completely crazy now: "I, damn me, how can I still commit such a heinous crime?"
Luo Xuan ignored him and continued to question the man, "You let me be punished and let me play with mud in the countryside for the rest of my life. Uncle, think about it, I will spare you lightly?"
The man was stunned for a moment and said, "I hear what you mean. Is it still reasonable for you to steal something?"
Luo Xuan also glared at him, "A poor student has no bamboo poles to hold up his mosquito net because of the start of school. As a member of the same class and a member of the production team, what's wrong with supporting him with a piece of bamboo?"
Uncle, don’t even think about changing the subject!
Now let’s talk about your private development of economic forests. Are you doing the right thing again?
Let me ask you, uncle, has your family paid management fees?"
What do you mean by the so-called private development of economic forests?
Call it reasonable, but it's not legal.
Call it illegal, but reasonable.
Just because in the rural areas of Bashu Province, every household of the members of the production team has more or less their own bamboo forest.
This is a kind of official book to benefit the people formulated by the above taking into account the actual local conditions.
Because farmers need to weave baskets, dustpans, bamboo mats, bamboo chairs and other things.
so,
When the 'Agricultural Production Cooperative' was first implemented, in addition to leaving about one point of private land for the members.
The production team will calculate the total number of these bamboo groves and distribute them to all members, allowing each household to have a small bamboo grove.
But these bamboo forests, like fruit trees, are classified as "economic forests."
This requires members of the commune to hand over "economic forest management fees" to the township office.
It's just that regulations are regulations, and enforcing them is another matter.
So far, the members have not paid any fees for their own bamboo forests.
It's not a lot of money.
But after so many years, the accumulation is not particularly small.
To ask the already poor members of the production team to spend such a large amount of money all at once would definitely cost their lives!
so,
What Luo Xuan said just now, that he wanted to go to their team leader, meant that he was going to question the team leader: Why not charge the management fees from the members?
This kind of thing.
If someone really wants to hold on to him, the team leader will have to ask the members to make up the money even if he bites the bullet.
This is an old saying in Bashu: If you are not afraid of regulations from above, you are just afraid that someone below will grab the turtle by the butt and won't let go...
After listening to this, the man sighed quietly: "I said in Sichuan Opera, how can you sing about those princes-in-law, prime ministers and other high-ranking officials, who kill without even showing blood?
It turns out that people read a lot of books!
They recruit people every day, which is from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifteenth of August, and they don't bring the same kind of goods. If they sell us, we have to count the money for others.
Boy, if you are ruthless this time, I don’t think I can punish you, uncle.”
With that said, the man reached out and opened the door of the Taoist temple.
He had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, then turned to Luo Xuan and said, "I have written down the name Luo Xuan. Luo Xuan, you are indeed a character."
"When I get back, I will send my two children, who only know how to play with mud, to the brigade primary school! If you don't teach me a lesson, I will beat them to death! Hmph..."
The voice gradually became quieter, and the man had already walked far away.
"Infinite Life Buddha, Taoist friends stay behind."
Luo Xuan was about to leave when he suddenly heard a loud greeting from behind him, "Fellow Taoist, would you like to come and have a chat?"
Luo Zhuan turned around, bowed and said to the old man with three strands of white beard: "Master, my dormitory has not been tidied up yet. In a few days, when I settle down, I will inevitably come to bother you, Master."
Nowadays, most of the Taoist priests in Taoist temples have been exhorted to return to secular life.
The remaining 5 or 6 elderly Taoists in Nanhua Palace were homeless and had little ability to work. The county department responsible for managing them allowed them to stay in the Taoist temple.
On weekdays, Taoists are responsible for taking care of the pavilions, cleaning, and repairing doors and windows.
Now that there are no offerings from pilgrims, we have to rely on the monthly quota of food and cooking oil, which costs 2 taels and 7 and 5 cents per person.
The lives of these Taoist priests were not very beautiful.
Luo Xuan estimated that for these experienced Taoists in the Taoist temple, even lighting an oil lamp at night would become a luxury.
Taoism, after all, encourages people to do good, and also helps the world by helping the poor and helping the poor. It is also our local sect.
Therefore, Luo Xuan did not want to tease him in front of the old Taoist.
unexpectedly,
The old Taoist didn't mean to stop there. He just heard him say loudly: "It's better to meet by chance than to meet me. Why do you have to worry about this little Taoist friend and his trivial matters in the world?"
Luo Xuan sighed, "Master, I still have to eat whole grains, and I also need to go to the place where the grains are reincarnated. If I don't prop up the mosquito net, I will be bitten by mosquitoes tonight. So, let's just talk.
Things can be slowed down, but these trivial matters in this world have to be done."
"What's the problem if the mosquito net isn't properly propped up?"
Another voice sounded in the hall behind the old Taoist, "This little brother, if you don't reject my Taoist economics, you can spend the long night talking by holding a candle or talking for a few games with your hands."
Luo Xuan did not look back, but simply said: "I can only play stone chess and checkers. This overhaul, I'm sorry."
With that said, Luo Xuan walked outside the Taoist temple gate.
The old Taoist sighed: "My Taoist friends have deep wisdom and spiritual cultivation. If you devote yourself to practice, you can reach a higher level. You should know that you can get practical benefits in your career by talking with famous people.
Fellow Taoist, why should you be arrogant and complacent?"
Luo Xuan replied without looking back: "The white sand in the mud is black with it; the rising sun in the morning cannot go with the waning moon.
I am just a small member of the production team. I only know how to work hard and work hard to do a good job in agricultural production; otherwise... I will not have enough to eat.
Master, stay here, don't see me off, see you again."
As he spoke, Luo Xuan crossed the high stone threshold of Nanhua Palace and ran away...
"Alas~"
The old man behind him stamped his feet and sighed, "What a pity, what a pity!"
Ji Xuyuan's hearty laughter came from the hall, "Anything that can't be exhausted by love will have a deep taste; anything that can't be exhausted by excitement will have a lot of fun."
Niubi Laodao, why are you so impatient?
This kid can actually understand the mystery behind your words. He is indeed a person with spiritual roots. What a blessing! What a blessing!
Hahaha, I saw him scheming against that man with my own eyes. I watched it with relish and was amazed in my heart! Hahaha, I laughed to death."
"Humph, it's a crooked way and a small trick! In the end, it won't make it to the stage."
The old Taoist waved the sleeves of his patched Taoist robe, turned around and walked into the hall with a depressed face, "If we can bring this kid back to the right path, he will be a great talent..."
Ji Xuyuan smiled and said: "Hua Yang, please shut up! If you don't even look at it, what kind of momentum is this now?
What is the right path?
The masses have become their own masters, and this is the right way! Do you still expect those who eat without tilling, and clothe without weaving, to dictate what they do? It depends on whether you give them a discount or not."
Old Taoist Huayang shook his head, "Brother Xuyuan, did you really give away [Dongsheng Shop]? What are your plans for the future?"
Ji Xuyuan smiled slightly and said, "I donated it. Donating it will bring peace and tranquility. However, I will not be able to take care of your family's business in the future."
The old Taoist's face turned cold, "What kind of deal? Give it back to my family? I think back then, Pindao was very popular here, and there were countless believers who came to serve the Three Pure Ones!"
It would be better for you to donate Taoist robes in four seasons, fresh fruits at eight o'clock, and sesame oil every year.
Now that Pindao's business is in bad shape, you...ah! Pindao, the Nanhua Palace is no longer popular, but you have nothing to lose!
You are always the icing on the cake, but you are nowhere to be seen when it comes to providing help in times of need. Now you actually have the nerve to come here to beat the autumn wind on Pindao?"
Ji Xuyuan smiled and said: "Master Huayang, you are so shameless! When I gave you 120 kilograms of food stamps the day before yesterday, your face was even more beautiful than Taoist Sister Zhiying!
Besides, why should I water your flowers?
I think back then, if I hadn’t been nostalgic for the world of mortals, would it be your turn to sit in the position of Master of the Nanhua Palace?"
Old Taoist Huayang chuckled, "It's all over, what's the matter with sesame seeds and millet? Don't talk about this, don't talk about this. Laoji, what are your plans in the future?"
Ji Xuyuan said: "It's so disgusting to talk about an old chicken and a chicken. What plans can I have? I'm just a dying man."
Now, with great difficulty, I have let go of the Vanity Fair that I have been thinking about all my life.
Now when I seek tranquility, I read the Taoist scriptures quietly.
When I have been quiet and thinking for a long time, I go around to see the great changes that are changing day by day, and feel the enthusiasm of everyone, which makes me feel quite fulfilled."
Old Taoist Huayang obviously wanted to change the topic.
I just heard him curse, "Hey, what a bastard! This kid just now..."
When Old Taoist Huayang thought about how Luo Xuan had fooled the man in the yard just now, he felt angry and funny.
Speaking of Luo Xuan,
Old Taoist Huayang had a feeling of being dumbfounded, "A few days ago, when I heard you mention this son, I thought he was a gifted person who acted upright and aboveboard."
"Now it seems that this boy is really evil."
The old Taoist Huayang sighed, "I am not sure now, the old Taoist: Is this Luo Xuan evil or righteous? Is he following a devilish path or a righteous path?"
Ji Xuyuan smiled slightly: "This child is definitely not a thing in the pond, and he is definitely not someone you and I can handle. Just take it lightly, and you and I will try our best to guide him on the right path.
The failure of scholars to mold people is, after all, because you and I have not developed enough skills.
If you want to really subdue this kid, I'm afraid I'll have to take action from my uncle, who may have some confidence."
Old Taoist Huayang sighed, "Uncle Master is locked up in his room. Even two meals a day are delivered by you and me. You and I have not figured out this kid's character yet. Uncle Master, he is an old man.
How could you easily come out to enlighten a boy who doesn't know good from evil?"
Ji Xuyuan smiled and said, "You can't stop fate when it comes, and you can't keep it when it's gone. From now on, I will live in your broken Taoist temple forever. Even if I can't enlighten him, I can still tease this kid from time to time and have a good time."
Fan.
Let's see, one step at a time, as for the future...who knows?"
In Nanhua Palace, Ji Xuyuan and Huayang Laodao were having fun.
At this time, Luo Xuan was busy making his own bed.
