The old man said something, and the refugees who were closer to each other blushed and a hint of shame appeared.
The son was asked to carry himself into the carriage. The old man stood firmly with the wooden barrel used to hold the porridge. Although his shirt was worn out, his waist was straight, perhaps because he was old.
Because the old man was slightly breathless after exercising.
"Friends, old man, I just finished listening to Mr. Lin Er, and I want to say a few words, nagging, please don't be quarrels.
To be honest, the old man, my family of twelve people also escaped from the north. Among these twelve people are my son, daughter-in-law, grandson, grandson, and a great-grandson who has just learned to walk.
A locust plague broke out in the north, and the people were suffering. If it were not forcing them, no one would want to leave their hometown and come here to take refuge. I remember very clearly that when our family came to Luocheng on the first day, we ate the Lin family's charity.
Porridge rice.
That day, all of our family hadn't eaten a bite in the past two days, and they were rushing to go. They were so hungry that they were dizzy, especially my great-grandson, who was almost out of reach. If it weren't for the timely assistance from the Lin family,
I'm afraid that my great grandson, the old man, is gone, so since that time, I have regarded the master of the Lin family as my benefactor and the great benefactor who saved my whole family's life!"
After saying that, the old man slowly turned around and bowed deeply to Lin Jingzhi.
Too many people in the crowd had similar experiences to the old man, and they couldn't help but follow the old man to bend down to thank Lin Jingzhi.
"Don't be like this, please get up quickly, everyone will get up too!" Lin Jingzhi hurried to the carriage and personally helped the old man stand up.
Infected by the old man's words, the surroundings were silent at this moment, and the old man turned around and spoke to the crowd again, "I am just a grass man. I have lived for most of my life and have never learned any great principles, but there is one thing
Always remember that you must be grateful for your kindness!”
"Actually, since I was full of my stomach, I have been thinking about how to repay my benefactor. I have been suffering from the opportunity. Now I heard that Mr. Lin plans to open up wasteland and dig a canal, which is useful for us. I
It's too late to be happy. To be honest, I felt uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart when I watched my son who was already in his prime and his young grandson who went to get free porridge and rice from the Lin family every day.
They are not old men or children. They are strong and have hands and feet. They don’t earn money by themselves, but they use the food they don’t give to others for nothing. What is the reason for this?
Only by doing work, you have to have a reason to survive!”
"So, for the Lin family's intention to dig a canal, I am the first to support me. To be honest, in addition to helping the Lin family dig a canal, dig a canal, and earn stutter, I am also repaying my kindness!"
"Buzz"
As the old man's voice fell, a sound of whispering sounds suddenly sounded in the crowd. What the old man said was obviously more emotional than what Lin Jingzhi said, and the effect was several times better. After a while,
A sound rang out in the crowd,
"This old man said it well. We are willing to help the Lin family clear wasteland and dig canals!"
"Brother-in-law, you said so well. Let's go too, and we must repay our kindness!"
"Yes, we have hands and feet, and we have to support ourselves!"
Seeing that the atmosphere had been mobilized, Lin Jingzhi was overjoyed and bowed to the old man with gratitude. Then he jumped into the carriage of another carriage.
"From tomorrow, the Lin family's place to open a porridge porridge will be set up in the wasteland more than 40 miles east of the city. If everyone really wants to repay their kindness, or want to earn a living with their own strength, tomorrow
Early in the morning, I went there to queue up!"
When the refugees heard the order, most of them were intentional, thinking that they would have a full meal today and work to dig canals or clear wasteland tomorrow.
But at this moment, there were waves of dissonant tone in the crowd. It turned out that the few people Wang Meng arranged here shouted loudly in order to destroy the good things of the Lin family.
"Slowly, don't be fooled. That old guy may be the slave of the Lin family. They have already discussed in advance that they will deceive everyone to work for them for free!"
"Yes, I saw this old guy walking very close to the Lin family a few days ago. They belong to Yiqiu."
"You, fart, old man, I will do it right and stand upright, so I won't go to things that are against my conscience!" Lin Jingzhi just frowned when he heard these words, thinking about how to deal with it, but the old man
But he was so angry that he couldn't stand it anymore. He had never done anything bad in his life. This was the first time that someone had been stabbed in the backbone. How could he not be upset?
Seeing that the father was excited, the old man quickly carried the old man out of the carriage and helped him to relieve his anger. Unexpectedly, the few people shouted again when they saw that the old man had disappeared.
"Don't run if you have a habit, are you guilty?"
"Yes, don't leave. If you have the ability, stand up and confront each other!"
After these people stirred up trouble, the refugees stood there again and had no idea. At this moment, they suddenly heard the Buddha's chants coming from behind the refugees and the sings of promises with the Taoist priests.
"Amitabha, how good it is."
"The Master of Infinite Dao."
Because there are many people and it is too far away, Lin Jingzhi stood in the carriage and could only see someone walking inside from the end of the crowd. As those people walked, the refugees on both sides consciously made way.
His expressions suddenly became extremely pious, and he also chanted the Buddha's name softly, or the Infinite Dao Zun.
When the group of people approached, Lin Jingzhi only found that the person who came was a group of bald monks and Taoist priests holding whisks. Except for the monks and Taoists who were leading the way, the rest were around twenty years old, perhaps because of chanting scriptures.
Or the reason for practicing Taoism is that the expression is stereotyped and tidy, and the eyes are just staring at the feet, and they don’t look at each other.
When he saw the monk and Taoist priest, Lin Jingzhi unconsciously remembered the thousand-year-old Taoist immortal and the hundred-year-old Buddha he met when he went out of the city to burn incense and fulfill his vows last time.
"Amitabha, how dare you ask the donor is Lin Jingzhi, donor Lin?" The monk who took the lead first was about forty years old. He had a beard of half a foot long on his chin, eight incense scars were burned on his head, and he wore a body.
Although the light gray monk robe had been washed white, it was very clean. She wore a pair of straw shoes under her feet and came straight to Lin Jingzhi, put her hands on her face, and asked.
Seeing that the monk opposite him had a somewhat magnificent demeanor, Lin Jingzhi did not dare to neglect, so he jumped out of the carriage, returned a bow, and replied: "No, I'm here at Lin Jingzhi!"
"The Master Wuliang Dao, since the donor Lin is here, please accept the letter from the master of my Guanguan, Master Ziyun!" The person who spoke was a Taoist priest in his thirty years old, with a pale face and no beard. This person had previously been with the big man.
The monk walked side by side, and his clothes were also simple. There were multiple patches on the hem of the Taoist robe. Unlike Buddhist disciples, he was holding a whisk in his hand, with a black plate on his head and a purple wooden hairpin in the middle.
And by.
"Amitabha! Please ask the donor to preside over my temple and accept the letters of Abbot Xufu." Seeing Lin Jingzhi reaching out to take the letters of the Taoist priest, the great monk took a step forward and took out a piece of white rice paper from his sleeve.
It was handed to Lin Jingzhi.
Lin Jingzhi heard that these two letters were written to him by the famous thousand-year-old Taoist immortals and the hundred-year-old Buddha in Liuzhou. He was confused and didn't understand what it meant to ask his disciples to send two letters at this time.
.
He remembered that these two people were so sacred and seemed to be able to see through something, so hesitated whether to open the letter now.
"Master Lin, Master Ziyun, the master of my temple, told me that you should open it immediately after receiving the letter."
"Master Lin and the abbot Xufu, the head of our temple, also gave instructions. Please open it immediately after receiving the letter."
After the monk handed the letter to Lin Jingzhi, they each took a step back and spoke.
Oh? Open it now?
Lin Jingzhi became even more confused when he heard this. Then he gritted his teeth and put the letter from Taoist Ziyun flat in his palm and slowly opened it. Although the Taoist monk was very mysterious, he seemed to have some skills.
, but he had already traveled here, so he could only face it and could not escape it.
No matter what happens in life, escaping cannot solve the problem!
As the letter paper was unveiled from the folding seal, a big word was printed into Lin Jingzhi's eyelids. He was stunned for a moment. He quickly opened the letter from Abbot Xufu, and it turned out the same word inside! dd