messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 34 The Swallow's Repayment

Write down one thing every day, whether this way of self-reflection is useful, I didn't seriously experience it at first, but she would accompany Yingzi to write down one thing every day, and gradually it became a habit.

It is worth mentioning that when she writes down one thing every day, it will make her feel that the day is really spent. This sense of reality is different from before. In the past, she had a very different concept of time. Blurred, it may take a long time to perceive the passage of time.

Especially in the wilderness, where there is no day and night, let alone time.

How should I put it, this kind of real feeling makes her very concerned, and this is probably one of the reasons why she is willing to continue to record things.

"Sand." The bamboo broom swept across the ground, bringing up a cloud of dust. Chu wore a light gray cloth and swept the ground in front of the gate of Qingxin Temple.

The flowering period of the cherry blossoms is very short, and they have withered away a few weeks ago. As the end of spring approaches, the weather is gradually getting hotter.

People passing by the temple sometimes greet Chu with a smile, and Chu usually nods in response.Most of them are carrying hoes and bags, pushing carts and preparing to work in the fields.At the end of spring, people are also busy.

"Squeak squeak."

The land was almost finished sweeping, and under the eaves of the temple, there was the sound of birds singing, and Chu raised his head to look.

There is a bird's nest built in the angle between the eaves and the wall, made of thin branches and mud.

The old monk said that this kind of bird is called a swallow, and it will come to the farm every spring to build a nest, and then give birth to offspring, and it will leave again at the end of summer.

In the days when the swallows first built their nests, there was always fine dirt under the eaves. Now it seems that this nest is quite delicate.

The newly born chicks open their mouths and scream in the warm nest, as if they are waiting for their parents who have gone out to come home and feed them.

When they looked at them, they all closed their mouths and retracted into the nest.

This is something that can't be helped. Who made Chu's breath like this? Animals always have a stronger sense of breath than humans, so most animals hide from Chu.

Seeing that the chicks were hiding, Chu looked away, picked up the broom and prepared to walk back to the temple.

But when she just walked under the eaves, the bird's nest on the eaves fell down and fell right at her feet.

Seeing the bird's nest on the ground, Chu stopped.

The bird's nest was very strong, and it acted as a good buffer when it fell to the ground. It didn't hurt the chicks inside, but these little guys still shrank together in fright, shaking uncontrollably.

Looking at these little things, Chu paused, and walked to the side of the bird's nest in silence.

The chicks in the nest trembled more violently, and some even couldn't help crying out.It's a terrible situation for them, the house fell from the house, and a dangerous guy is slowly approaching.

But Chu Chu didn't do anything, she just leaned the broom against the door, then picked up the bird's nest, stood on tiptoe, and put the bird's nest back on the crossbar under the eaves.

I don't know why, when I put the bird's nest on the beam, there was a wave of fluctuation in Chu's heart.

Today, let’s write about this, first thought.

Seeing that the bird's nest showed no signs of falling, she silently picked up the broom and turned to leave.

In the nest, the chicks stopped trembling. They carefully poked their heads into the nest, and seeing that the dangerous guy was gone, they started chirping and calling again.

Chu Chu walked past the door frame and found the old monk standing by the door, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, looking at her with a light smile.

"What's wrong?" Chu tidied up the broom and asked.

"I'm thinking, Miss Chu is kind-hearted, so she really has a relationship with my Buddhism." The old monk smiled and said in a gentle voice, flicking the prayer beads in his hand, he seemed to always be so unhurried.

"Kindness?" Chu looked at the old monk.

"Yes." The old monk nodded and said, "Miss Chu is a good person, isn't she?"

Chu just sent the bird's nest back to its original place, and he saw it all.

Good man, when he heard these two words, Chu looked startled.Then, she shook her head and said lightly.

"I'm not a nice person."

After speaking, he walked into the temple, leaving the old monk standing there alone.

Normally, Yingzi and Chu would start practicing swordsmanship in the afternoon, and it was still early, before that, Chu could still approve some firewood.

On one side of the yard, Chu took an ax and chopped a piece of wood in half in a daze.

It's an easy job, at least for the first time.With her ability, even cutting a tree in half is not difficult.

"Snapped!"

There was another soft sound, and a piece of wood broke in two and fell aside.

Chu absently picked up another log and put it in front of her, thinking about what the old monk said to her.

nice guy...
Is she a good person, of course not, neither the words good nor human have anything to do with her.

But her mood fluctuated a little, she thought, if she is really a good person, she has no past, just an ordinary person with good intentions.Does it mean that life can be meaningful, does it mean that you can always feel that sense of reality?

"Crack!" The ax fell, thinking about something on his mind, he forgot to take back the hand holding the wood.

The ax split the wood, and at the same time split Chu's index finger.

Feeling the pain, Chu lowered her eyes and looked at her severed finger. She calmly picked up her index finger and attached it to the cut.

Soon, her index fingers grew together again, and she moved briefly, looking at her fingers silently.

When her finger was broken just now, she hardly felt any pain. Her sense of touch became weaker and weaker, and with it, her pain became weaker and weaker.

Maybe this is a good thing, it can make her complete the task better.

However, Chu put down his hands and continued to chop wood.

She really wasn't a good person, she was just a monster full of evil.she thought.

That afternoon, Chu was more silent than ever, even when teaching Yingzi swordsmanship, she didn't say a few words.

In the evening, Qingxin Temple’s dinner is as usual only ingredients, a small portion of pickled vegetables, a small portion of stir-fried vegetables, a small portion of soup, and a small bowl of rice.

The old monk's craftsmanship is very good. In his own words, this is one of his few strengths.

Even simple side dishes can always be delicious.The pickles are neither salty nor bland, with a bit of sour and spicy taste.The stir-fry and vegetable soup are very clear, but not too light. The rice is also very fragrant, full of grains, and has the unique sweetness of grains.

The dinner for the three of them was very quiet, but it wasn't the jerky quietness of strangers sitting and eating together, but the serene quietness of everyday life.

The three of them sat in front of the hall together, enjoying the evening breeze and eating warm food.Occasionally, the old monk would talk about the past. After all, he is an old man, and he always likes to recall the past.

Originally, it would be the same today, but the difference is that when the old monk's story was halfway through, a swallow suddenly flew in front of the hall.

It held a branch in its mouth, and there was a piece of green sprout on the branch.

The swallow flew down in front of the hall, attracting the attention of the three people. They saw it jump briskly a few times, jumping in front of Chu, lowered its head, and placed the branch next to Chu's food box.

The three of them were all taken aback for a moment, the swallow shook its head, screamed a few times, and then flew out of the hall and disappeared into the night.

Next to the food box, the branch is slender and firm, and it would be a good tool for nesting.

The old monk was the first to come back to his senses, he smiled lightly and said to Chu.

"It seems that this is Yanzi's repayment, please accept it."

Chu stretched out his hand in a daze, and picked up the short branch.

On the branches, the tender green of the buds seemed to light up the darkness in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)