messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 36 Don't Sleep During Class

Spring is over, and the arrival of summer has brought some heat to the air.The sun becomes dazzling, illuminating everything in the world more vividly, the bright things become brighter, and the dark things become darker.

The Yanzi family who lived in the temple left at the end of June. When they left, Chu stood in front of the house and watched them fly far away, disappearing between the roof tiles and the clouds.

As for the branch that the swallow gave to Chu, Chu has been carefully keeping it.

Outside the temple, there are many trees planted in the village, which look lush from a distance.Every summer, the shade of these trees will be the best place to escape from the heat.

The chirping of cicadas under the trees continues, and under the bright sunshine, this sound will last for a whole summer.

Beside the Buddhist hall, the vegetables planted in the vegetable garden are green, with water droplets on the leaves, which look like they have just been watered.A breeze blew by, the leaf petals trembled slightly, and the water droplets trembled and rippled.

A familiar voice of narration came from the Buddhist hall. In the past few months, Yingzi has already recognized a lot of characters. Slowly, the old monk began to teach her some short sentences so that she could understand the meaning.

"So, Yingzi, what does this sentence mean?" The old monk held a book and handed it to Yingzi, and a sentence in it was scratched out.

Xia Chan doesn't know the cold of winter, and Dongmei doesn't know the warmth of summer.

Yingzi took the book, looked at the sentence on it, thought for a while, and answered naturally: "Cicadas in summer don't know it's cold in winter, and plum blossoms in winter don't know it's hot in summer."

"Yeah." The old monk raised his eyebrows, literally meaning that there was nothing wrong, but he wanted Yingzi to understand more than this: "What else?"

Yingzi scratched her head, she didn't understand what else.

The old monk didn't make things difficult for her, he looked at Chu who was sitting in the corner, and said.

"Then Chu girl, tell me about it."

But for some reason, Chu didn't respond to him, but continued to sit in the corner with his head down.

"Ms. Chu?" The old monk called out again in doubt.

But there was still no response at first.

Yingzi stood up, walked slowly to Chu's side, and put her cheek in front of Chu's.

Only then did she realize that Chu Zheng's eyes were closed, his breathing was even, his head was on one side, and his chest rose and fell gently.

"Abbot." Yingzi turned around and said in a low voice.

"I fell asleep at the beginning."

The old monk's expression froze, and after a while, he sighed with a smile: "I didn't let her listen in to let her sleep. Is what I'm talking about, old monk, so boring?"

Yingzi didn't speak, and she was not going to express her opinion on whether what the old monk said was interesting or not.

But the old monk is not going to let go of junior high school like this, and sleep in class, this will be punished.As for the fine, he saw the pen on the table and seemed to have an idea.

He picked up the pen, smiled mysteriously at Yingzi, stretched out an index finger to his mouth, and made a silent movement.

Yingzi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the old monk was going to do.

Then, she watched the old monk walk to Chu's side lightly, and slowly drew a turtle on Chu's face with a pen.

"Puff." Yingzi covered her mouth and laughed, fearing that she would wake up Chu from laughing too loudly.

She has gradually become more lively recently, and sometimes she laughs, and she begins to look like a child.

"Shh."

The old monk quickly asked Yingzi to be quiet, walked back to his seat, sat down, and put away the pen.

"Cough" coughed pretentiously, tidied up his clothes, he looked at Yingzi and said.

"Then let's continue with the class."

Chu Chu usually won't fall asleep, because she usually sleeps very deeply, unless she is sure that there is no danger around her, she will close her eyes and rest for a while.

Just like today, it is also a day of peace and tranquility.

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When carrying water the next morning, Chu only found a whole turtle painted on his face in the reflection of the water tank.

In the eyes of the old monk and Yingzi who wanted to laugh but couldn't, she patrolled the temple for a long time as if facing a big enemy.

She thought it was some powerful enemy that could leave a mark on her face without her noticing.

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Every summer, as the only temple in the village, Qingxin Temple will prepare auspicious rain bags for every household.

Auspicious rain bags are bags used to pray for blessings, and the purpose is to bless the summer wind and rain.It is not difficult to make, it is a simple small cloth bag with some herbs and dried flowers tied together.It has a light and special fragrance, which is also a good sachet.

In the past, the old monk did all these things alone, but this year there are two more helpers.

Early in the morning, he took out the dried herbs and cloth bags that he had prepared earlier. Although it was simple to make, it was still a big project to make for the entire village.

The cicadas were singing, and the three of them were sitting under the eaves with cloth bags tied up. Because of the vanilla, the whole small courtyard was filled with a faint fragrance.

"Remember to do it with your heart when you make it, so that the auspicious rain bag will be useful." The old monk said with a light smile while bowing his head and tied the cloth bag.

"Well, I see." Yingzi responded, and became more careful with the movements of her hands.

On the other side, Chu also looked serious, but, um, how should I put it, her body is considered malicious...
There's no way, this is what she looks like when she puts her heart into it, and I don't know if the lucky rain bag she made will have any side effects.

It was already afternoon by the time the three of them finished making all the rain bags.

The old monk took Chuhe Yingzi to the village and gave these bags to every family.

People smiled and thanked them, and some even gave gifts in return.

For example, a family gave a watermelon, but to be honest, some people couldn't take it.

After delivering all the auspicious rain bags, it means that this summer will also be a season of good weather, and the three of them walked back to the temple together.

Halfway through, Yingzi was a little tired, so she carried Yingzi on her back and continued to walk back.

The slightly hot summer sun fell on the street and the three of them, with a faint afterglow.

Yingzi lay on Chu's back, she looked at Chu, then at the old monk, and smiled slightly.She buried her face in Chu's shoulders, and smelled the unique smell of Chu's body at the tip of her nose, which was like the smell of a quilt that had been tanned by the sun, and she hugged her arms tighter.

You know, at this moment, Sakurako felt as if she had grasped everything again.

(End of this chapter)