food color and fragrance

Chapter 1

If people's emotions can be described by the weather, Fanyin's mood at this time is a dark haze.

Despite the resentment in her heart, she still stood calmly and timidly aside, because she was just a little nun who had just turned ten years old.

"Master, the matter is urgent. The three generations of the Yang family have been the leaders of this village. Don't you believe in the old man? Now that the youngest son is the only master in the village who has achieved fame, how can you make him feel sad? I'm really afraid that he won't be able to endure the pain in his heart, under the nine springs, how can I meet the old man?"

The old woman wiped her tears as she spoke, "The girls are poor too, they didn't make it to the time of happiness...you can let the little master take care of the old granddaughter, so that at least the old and young son can have a reunion dream. After the matter is over, how about I explain it to him slowly? Lord Buddha, if I tell lies, the sky will be struck by lightning, I beg you!"

The old woman was sobbing, and the teacher turned to look at Sanskrit.

Sanskrit was still silent, but she rolled her eyes contemptuously in her heart for countless times, this old woman is really out of line!

She actually wanted to replace her granddaughter by herself?Even if I still have the memory of the previous life, I have never seen such a strange act...

In the previous life, she was a chef and passed away due to illness;

In this life, she was born as an orphan, and was adopted by Mrs. Wu Nan, and then received support at the Lizheng Mansion in Yangjia Village, where she has been here for nearly four years.

Apart from helping the Yang family with chanting scriptures and offering sacrifices on weekdays, there are occasional people in the village who are sophisticated, and both master and apprentice also help.

Many people know Mrs. Wu Nan and her?How did she go about impersonating her?
The catkins were flying outside the window, like snow on a warm day, falling in a rustle, covering the front of the door with a layer of white. Outside the door, there were still six strong men holding sticks.

The stick is very long, one hand longer than Sanskrit's height, and they were all brought by the old woman...

Master Wu Nan's face is hesitant, because she also knows that there are six strong men standing outside, not to mention six of them, just looking at one of them is enough to kill her master and apprentice here.

Fanyin's eyes turned back from the window to look at Mrs. Wunan. The helplessness in her eyes made Mrs. Wunan sigh. If she doesn't agree, their master and apprentice can't leave. If she agrees, she will be able to live as usual and be safe. leave?
Mrs. Wu Nan's silence made the old woman lose her patience. At this time, a person broke into the door and shouted: "Mother, can you? That kid has already entered the village entrance, and the elder brother can't stop it soon. You Why are the two bald nuns still hesitating here? Are you free to eat and drink the things that are provided to you on weekdays?"

This person has a fierce face and is the old woman's second son, Yang Zhiqi.

"Shut up! Don't be so presumptuous to the teacher!" The old woman scolded, but Yang Zhiqi scolded even more, "Am I wrong? I don't understand the Buddhist scriptures, but I know how to repay you Four words, I have supported them for so many years, and I refuse to help them with any small favors. I believe in Buddhism, I think they are all nonsense, can they be two liars? Is this little nun the daughter of you who stole the man's illegitimate child? ?”

"nonsense!"

"Why am I talking nonsense? Otherwise, why is she protecting her like this? You are a girl who is not even qualified to be a granddaughter, but now you are flattering her, and you still push her back like this, if you can't do it, just get out!"

"Master, don't blame me, my son is also in a hurry..." The old woman comforted her with tears on her face, Sanskrit could see that her heart was not in agreement, it was clear that one of the mother and son was singing the red face and the other the bad face.

Mrs. Wunan looked embarrassed, Yang Zhiqi wanted to call the strong men outside to come in, but they had already rushed to the door, so Mrs. Wunan had no choice but to speak:

"Buddha said, everything has a cause and effect, Master Yang, please wait a moment, and allow the poor nun and disciple to say a few words."

Master Wu Nan bowed with one hand, and the old woman stood up, "I am waiting outside."

"Hurry up, there's no time!"

Yang Zhiqi went out cursing, and when the door closed, Sanskrit immediately stepped forward, "Master, this is..."

"People don't have good and evil, good and evil exist in your heart, Fanyin, you go." The smile on the face of Mrs. Wu Nan made Fanyin feel very shy, "Master, you go with me."

Master Wu Nan shook his head too, "I am waiting for you here as a teacher, go, you have to remember that fate is made by oneself, form is born from the heart, everything in the world is transformed into form, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart No change, everything is inconvenient, you are a person of blessing, and you will survive this calamity."

Fanyin's heart trembled, and when he was about to speak again, he saw that Mrs. Wu Nan had returned to the futon, and was meditating and chanting in front of the Buddha.

She knew that Mrs. Wu Nan had already foreseen the dangerous ending, and she agreed with her to replace the old lady's granddaughter, which also paved the way for her.

As for what will happen to her, it's up to her...

Before Sanskrit could make any further moves, there was a soft "creak" from the crack of the door, half of the old woman's face was exposed, Yang Zhiqi's scolding sounded again in the courtyard, Sanskrit hurried out, she didn't want such people to blaspheme here The Holy Spirit of the Buddha profanes the purity of my Nan Shitai.

Seeing the Sanskrit voice coming out, looking at her delicate face, round eyes, straight nose bridge, well-defined lips, the corners of the lips are slightly upturned, even though she is only ten years old, she is already a beauty, even if she has lost her hair The little nun with her round head is also very cute.

It's just that he has been malnourished since he was a child, and he is even a vegetarian. Fanyin's body is thin and thin, and his face has a weak dark yellow...

The old woman frowned, stretched out her hand to hold Sanskrit in her arms, and did not allow her to resist at all. She seemed kind, but her voice was somewhat cold:

"You are my granddaughter now. You are the fourth in the family. Your name is Yang Huailiu. Your mother Liu died of illness the year before last. You volunteered to practice under my difficult master's door and kept filial piety for your mother. I have always taken care of you. You, do you remember?"

"remember!"

"Then you say it again?"

"My name is Yang Huailiu. My mother Liu's family passed away the year before last. Even though I practiced with Master Wu Nan, my grandmother and two uncles took care of me." The Sanskrit voice was soft, and the old woman was very satisfied with her answer. She nodded and patted her. The little face said:
"Hey, let Mrs. Chen take you to wash your face and change your clothes. You have to listen to me and do things according to my instructions. After this matter is over, I will build a temple for you, master and apprentice, in the east of the village."

"Thank you, Mrs. Yang."

"Ok?"

"Thanks grandma."

"Go."

Sanskrit was still bowing with one hand, a woman next to Mrs. Yang came over, took Sanskrit and left first.

At this time Yang Zhiqi came over, "Mother, do you really want to keep them? Be careful to let the word out."

"What are you in a hurry for? What if your younger brother comes back and goes to visit that bitch's grave? If the old nun didn't show up at that time, this little bald girl would be in a hurry to reveal her secrets?" Mrs. Yang immediately changed to another picture. Looking at Yang Zhiqi in a daze, he reprimanded him in a low voice:
"You can take a fancy to such a bitch woman. If it weren't for your evil heart, both of their mother and daughter died, so why waste such efforts? Fortunately, there is this old and young girl in the Yang family, otherwise you will see what would you do!"

"Who would have thought that woman wouldn't follow..." Yang Zhiqi said the first half of the sentence a little impatiently, and then quickly turned his face:

"Besides, the old nun and the young nun have been raised by you for so many years, so they must come in handy, right? This is also under the protection of the Buddha, but I didn't expect Yang Zhiyuan, this little boy, to be able to win a Jinshi. It's a ghost, Yang There has never been an official in Jiacun, and the smoke is rising from his head!"

"Don't talk about such things. If he finds a little frown, your elder brother's position in Li Zheng will be lost. Be careful." Mrs. Yang said, feeling uneasy again, "Remember to tell Liu From the Fu family, give the old nun some medicine at night when delivering meals, lest she come out and talk nonsense."

"What about the little nun?" Yang Zhiqi asked hurriedly.

The old lady Yang twitched her mouth slightly, "I'll keep an eye on her. When Yang Zhiyuan leaves, we can decide what to do? That kid is very scheming, otherwise he wouldn't come to the village to send us a message. So caught off guard, get busy with business right now!"

Yang Zhiqi nodded again and again, grinning wide, showing a few crooked yellow teeth, walking out with his hands behind his back and his legs upside down, looking up at the sky while walking, muttering in his heart, God, are these eyes crooked? Why are things born by women so lucky?

***
Sanskrit followed Mrs. Chen into the house, and it was only on the way that she saw the whole picture of the Yang family.

Although Yangjiacun is just a village, the three generations of the Yang family are the Lizheng of this place, and they are very famous in the village. Mrs. Yang was married from another county. After coming here, he made Yang's family look like a wealthy family, and even learned the school rules.

It's a pity that no matter how much you seek wealth and honor at home, it's not a good heart. Even if you have supported her and Wu Nanshi for too many years, except for the sacrifices and festivals, you don't come to worship the Buddha more than five times.

Where is the true heart to the Buddha?
People who are sincere to Buddha can't think of such absurd things, can they?

Following Mrs. Chen into the house, Sanskrit looked around. Mrs. Chen pointed to the fetched water, frowned and said, "Wash your face well, don't disappoint the old lady's expectations, this Yang Family Village, our Elder Master It's Lizheng, you should know what Lizheng is, right? That's what matters, you have to behave yourself!"

Sanskrit just nodded and didn't reply. Mrs. Chen seemed to think that it was a waste of words to say such words to a ten-year-old nun, so she simply sat aside and ignored her, just waiting for Sanskrit to wash and change her clothes.

Fanyin thought about what Wu Nan Shi Tailin said when she parted, and her indifferent but reluctant eyes, Fanyin felt a surge of energy in her heart. She must leave Yangjia Village with her master. If she listened to Yang For the old lady, I'm afraid their master and apprentice will not have any good results, but what should we do with this matter?

(End of this chapter)