Chapter 82: Hoe, small school life

　　 In the other yard, there are babies who are already able to crawl and walk. They are very active and will crazily occupy a large area of ​​activity. This makes this small wing seem particularly cramped. Lu Zhengkang is a little suspicious that he is living in canned fish.
　　 The old mothers can’t control it and just let it go. So Lu Zhengkang is sometimes woken up by one or a few children in his sleep. They giggled and ticked their saliva. Seeing Lu Zhengkang’s glaring eyes, he would laugh cheerfully.
　　 The immature body brings different senses to Lu Zhengkang, so in all fairness, he is not bored with these children, seeing their smiling faces Lu Zhengkang will bring the same joy from the bottom of his heart.
　　 So he often has a smile on his face, with a slight smile, he is very mature, and he doesn't look like a child at all.
　　 Shaolin monks occasionally visit the other courtyard. Among them is the black bald donkey Jueguang. He is very impressed with Lu Zhengkang. After all, he is a child taken in by himself. Every time he comes, Lu Zhengkang smiles at him.
　　 Jueguang likes this little baby more and more. He told several brothers and sisters that this child is predestined to the Buddha and is born with peace and joy. Maybe there is Suhui in the previous life. He is a great talent.
　　 Jueguang’s statement was not opposed by anyone, and everyone could perceive Lu Zhengkang’s unusualness.
　　 They would come close to Lu Zhengkang and watch him. His bald head was shiny and the exhaled breath was hot. At this time, Lu Zhengkang would close his eyes and ignore the group of adults.
　　 The monk and the old mothers laughed haha, talked and laughed, and then dispersed to take care of other children.
　　 visited the children, and told the monks guarding the other courtyard to be careful not to forget to practice. In the end, these monks would leave in twos and threes.
　　 Jueguang is often the last one to leave.
　　 He will walk to Lu Zhengkang, and Lu Zhengkang will open his eyes and look at him with a smile.
　　 At the end of autumn, the ground had accumulated frost, and the monks came to visit the other courtyard again.
This is almost the last visit this year. After winter, the monks will be very busy. There will be a water and land dharma meeting in the temple. Everyone must carefully prepare for a month or two for this. At that time, in addition to a large number of believers, Shaolin will also invite Righteous people from all over the world come to participate, and the entire Songshan area will be very lively. After the puja is over, the monks have to close the temple to practice, sit in meditation, run incense, practice martial arts, in short, there is no time to visit these little babies.
The next time I come again, it will be the Spring Festival. The old mothers are going home, and the monk will invite the widows, loneliness and helpless people in the villages and towns to come to the other courtyard to meet. On the one hand, they can help take care of the children. Spread good-hearted Dharma.
　　 The monks arrived in the early afternoon, and the sun went down in the evening. I felt that Guang was still the last to leave. Before leaving, he took care of Lu Zhengkang.
　　 "Little is so spiritual!" Jue disc showed Lu Zhengkang's smooth bald head. After the full moon, the old mothers shaved Lu Zhengkang's lanugo. No new hair has grown yet, and the scalp is clean and soft.
　　 Jueguang’s palm was warm and dry, rough as a piece of worn old cowhide, scratching Lu Zhengkang's head.
　　 The smile on his face grinned, becoming a little silly.
Jueguang laughed too. He approached Lu Zhengkang’s small face and whispered softly, "Okay, good boy, grow up quickly. I teach you martial arts. You know, fists are bigger than Buddhism and martial arts are better. Everyone should listen. Yours, if I am good at martial arts, what I say is justified!"
　　 Lu Zhengkang nodded his head to express his approval. He was taken aback for a moment, then exulted, laughed, and walked away.
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　　 The water and land law meeting has started.
　　 The quiet Songshan Mountain is very noisy today, and there are pedestrians everywhere. They walk under the snow cover of the pine forest and in front of the strange rocky cliffs, enjoying themselves, and cheering.
The venue was in the temple, and the gongs, drums, bells, and cymbals dinged and rattled continuously, spreading from afar, in the wind, blowing through the woods, mixed with waves of pine and waves, and the sound of snow flicking and cables became ambiguous and gentle. .
　　 The Fa conference was seven days and nights, and Lu Zhengkang also listened to the noise of seven days and nights.
　　 At the end, the voice of an old man overwhelmed the sound of instrumental music, overwhelmed the sound of wind and snow, and it sounded from a distance, but it sounded like it was in the ear, "The meeting is over!"
　　 The water and land law meeting was over, and the excitement of seven days and nights was sent away by two words.
　　 For Lu Zhengkang, after listening to the sound for so long, he suddenly couldn't hear it now, but he was a little uncomfortable.
　　 He was already able to walk, so he often walked past the children, to the window, and watched the snow scene on sunny days.
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　　 The scenery outside the window is constantly flowing, the snow is getting thicker and thicker, and after the winter solstice, the sun also rises day by day.
　　Unknowingly, the Spring Festival is here.
The old mothers congratulated each other one by one, and also congratulated this group of children who could not understand the words. Then they packed up their things and said, "Go to the New Year's Day!" In this way, a group of groups left, leaving only the last A woman surnamed Li is a widow living alone, with no distant relatives or close neighbors. She plans to stay to participate in the Spring Festival Scriptures, listen to monks' lectures, and make friends with the same poor people. Of course, she has to take care of the children.
　　 She is a little too busy.
　　 The children seem to feel the joyous atmosphere of the New Year, and they are particularly active today.
　　 They yelled on the kang, and some of them even fought,
　　 Lu Zhengkang would poke them away, and then hold up their fleshy jaws to shut them up.
　　 I don't know why this trick is surprisingly effective.
　　 Later, these children will line up to let Lu Zhengkang hold his chin~EbookFREE.me~ The women surnamed Li smiled cheerfully and looked loving.
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　　 More than 90 men, women, and children living alone came to the Spring Festival Fa conference. The monks called them the benefactor, the faithful, and the layman. They were very peaceful and equal.
　　 Seven monks came, all of them were Zen masters, who were very well-trained in Buddhism.
The day before, monks came to the yard to set up a shed, set up tables and chairs, and set up a firepit. Now the faithful take the initiative to fetch wood from the woodshed to make a fire. Today, the temperature is not low and there is a little breeze. A fire will make it more comfortable. It's not that the room is too narrow, it should be gathered indoors.
　　 Fortunately, people who have the strength to go up the mountain are still healthy, and there are also older people. They are devout believers who try their best to climb the mountain. When they get here, they are panting and may belch at any time, and enter the house early to stay with the children.
　　 Lu Zhengkang doesn't like the stale smell of old people. Children are especially sensitive to this smell. However, this group of old men and women are very experienced and know how to get along with children, and they are quickly recognized.
　　 The group of babies taken in by the temple seems to be more cheerful by nature, not afraid of strangers, perhaps because they have never suffered any malice, and the world is too gentle on them.
　　 When all the children were surrounded by the old man, Lu Zhengkang was still sitting by the window, and he looked very maverick.
　　 The old man greeted him, and Lu Zhengkang turned his head and smiled.
　　 Seeing this, slowly no one would care about Lu Zhengkang.
　　 In the courtyard, devotees gathered around seven Zen masters to form seven circles. The monks gave lectures in the circle, some of them taught the Heart Sutra, and some of the Buddhist worldview.
　　 Lu Zhengkang heard them say that there is a Mount Sumeru in the center of the world. He curled his lips and was seen by a sharp-eyed monk.
　　 The monk seemed to know that there was such a premature child, so he feigned angrily and fingered him, "My child! You laugh so much!"