Fairy Tea Temple Notes

Under the old tree, on the stone table, one person and one bird, eating seriously; in the Sanqing Hall, in front of the altar, He Qing looked at a lacquered merit box and a few bunches of incense behind the merit box.He Qing took out a one-yuan note from his wallet, thought about it for a five-yuan note, and put it into the merit box.He Qing took out three sticks of incense, lit them with the candles on the altar, and burnt the incense.

He Qing seldom went to the temple to offer incense, and he didn't know how to bow down. The three sticks of incense were still inserted crookedly in the incense burner.

Smoke curled up, and the hall was silent.He Qing stood at the side door where the breeze was breezy and had a rest, and found that there was a stone path outside the door, leading to quietness.He Qing walked along the path and came to a well. He looked up and saw a tree growing on the cliff above the well.This tree is very conspicuous, and it is the only tree on the cliff, and the rocks are either bare or covered with vines.

Plant Blind He Qing took out his mobile phone, clicked on the flower partner, and wanted to take a photo to identify it. He took two consecutive photos, but they were all blurred into a ball.He Qing thought that the lens was not aligned properly, and based on his shallow experience, he felt that this should be a tea tree, or an old tea tree.He Qing's good friend, an old official, has a tea garden. He Qing went to play and saw tea trees.

The Fairy Tea Ancient Temple, isn’t it suitable to have an old tea tree, or why is it not called Fengyi Ancient Temple, or Baishui Ancient Temple.

He Qing picked up a bucket of water and wanted to wash his hands and face by the well, but when the water came up, he realized that there was a faucet next to the well.

So why put a bucket by the well?

He Qing squatted down, washed his face with water, and patted his arms. The well water in summer is really cool.

Pushing away the overly long bangs, a drop of water dripped from the wet hair, and He Qing raised the corners of his mouth slightly against the mountain wind.

He Qing returned along the original road and came to the courtyard, where he saw that Daoist Ke and his bird hadn't moved.

The difference is that Ke Shicheng put a set of Kung Fu tea tea set in front of him and was making tea.The bird named Xiaohui was pecking flowers alone, pecking away a bunch of red bougainvillea.

"Ke Daochang, is that tree by the well a tea tree?"

He Qing knew that ancient tea trees were very precious, and the old official told him that the tea leaves picked from ancient tea trees cost tens of thousands of pounds per catty, and they were all bought at a low price.

Hearing He Qing's words, Ke Shicheng turned his head to look at He Qing, and raised his hand to signal to sit down.

"There is a tea tree."

Ke Shicheng's hand holding the bamboo clip paused for a while, then he took out a teacup from the sterilizer and placed it in front of He Qing.

Under He Qing's curious gaze, Ke Shicheng poured the tea in the gaiwan onto the tea strainer, and the tea drain continued into the sea of ​​tea, and then poured the filtered tea in the sea of ​​tea into the small white porcelain teacup in front of He Qing.The light yellow tea soup is light green in the sun, moist and transparent.

He Qing put his legs together, sat upright on the stone bench, picked up his cup of tea, thinking, this cup of tea is not brewed with tea leaves from old tea trees, right?I also feel that it is impossible, Daoist Ke seems to be a person with a simple life.

He Qing picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp. Just as he put the empty teacup away, Ke Shicheng filled another cup of tea.He Qing knew that this was the etiquette of the tea maker, and he couldn't let the tea drinker's teacup be empty, he had to refill the tea immediately.

He sweated a lot while climbing the mountain. He Qing was thirsty and drank tea very quickly. Seeing that Ke Shicheng was busy making and pouring tea, He Qing slowed down his tea drinking and felt embarrassed.

Daoist Ke not only made tea for He Qing to drink, but also drank it himself, he even took a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Hui.This bird of unknown origin stuck its beak into the teacup and drank tea.

Ke Daochang drank tea, just like he made Kung Fu tea, with a calm demeanor and elegant movements.He Qing secretly glanced at his side face while drinking tea, thinking wildly in his mind, he looks so good-looking.

"Daoist Ke, has the Taoist temple been rebuilt?"

He Qing spoke and diverted his attention.

"Old View was burned away 30 years ago."

That fire also burned the ancient tea tree.

Ke Shicheng's eyes fell on He Qing, he couldn't see that He Qing had spiritual power, the person in front of him was just an ordinary person.

"If Laoguan is still there, the incense will be very prosperous."

He Qing took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, just in time to see Xiao Hui stepping on her little feet, sneaking up to a plate of salted olives.It quickly grabbed one and was about to escape, but it was blocked by Ke Shicheng's hand. Ke Shicheng said, "If you eat it, you will have diarrhea." Then something miraculous happened. Xiao Hui threw the salted olive on the table, and it turned its head proudly , as if playing a temper tantrum.

Salted olives are used as an adjunct to tea, and the tea is astringent, so you can eat one.But it's really salty, so you can't eat too much.

"It's angry."

He Qing raised his hand, gently touched Aojiao Xiaohui's furry head to comfort it, Xiao Hui flapped its wings displeasedly, and He Qing smiled.He Qing raised his head, and noticed that Ke Shicheng was looking at him fiercely, He Qing withdrew his hand, he didn't know what he did wrong, it seemed that he shouldn't touch Xiao Hui?Exclusive pet?

Before he knew it, He Qing drank Ke Shicheng's two cups of tea, and Ke Shicheng replaced it with new tea leaves for brewing. He Qing stood up and saluted politely: "Master Ke, I'm going down the mountain."

Ke Shicheng stopped his hands, pointed his slender, bony fingers to one side, and said, "Go straight along the stone road over there, and you will see a road, follow the road down the mountain, and you will arrive at the town."

He Qing thanked and left the Taoist temple.When he walked out of the archway, he felt something was following him, and when he turned around, he saw it was Xiao Hui.Xiao Hui couldn't fly yet, so he flapped his wings to follow.He Qing picked it up, put it in his arms, walked back to the stone table, and put Xiao Hui back.

Facing Ke Shicheng's expressionless face, He Qing had no choice but to say goodbye again, but Ke Shicheng just nodded.

He Qing stepped out of the Taoist temple quickly, turned around, and finally there was no bird following behind him.He Qing thought, Xiao Hui might be an endangered animal, and it would be troublesome to bring it down the mountain.

Walking on the mountain road, He Qing received a call from his mother.He Qing walked and chatted until he missed the entrance of the stone road leading to the road, but after walking not far, He Qing found that the stone road under his feet was gone, and turned back.He saw two girls talking excitedly coming from the road, and He Qing brushed past them.

"I'll go back at night and leave at about seven o'clock, so it won't be too late."

"Mom, you and uncle have a good time traveling, don't worry about me."

He Qingzao is used to living alone and cooking alone.In the past, his mother often traveled on business. Later, when his mother started a new family, He Qing was basically alone.When He Qing was young, his father died, and He Qing grew up under the love of his mother, grandma and grandpa.

Standing outside the temple, Ke Shicheng watched He Qing's figure leave. He also saw the scene of He Qing going the wrong way and turning back. Naturally, he also saw the two girls walking towards the Taoist temple.

Occasionally, there will be tourists in the Taoist temple, not many.The Taoist temple does not rely on tourists' sesame oil money to survive, and Ke Shicheng is happy and peaceful.

"quack."

Xiaohui stood on Ke Shicheng's shoulder, stretched its neck and barked twice.

The girls came to the gate of the Taoist temple, looked up to read the name of the temple, and soon found the young and handsome Ke Shicheng standing beside them, the two of them were fascinated, smiling and whispering.

Ke Shicheng returned to the stone table and continued to make and drink tea.If I had known that He Qing was going down the mountain so soon, there would be no need to waste making new tea.The master's pot of eight thousand tea leaves is almost exhausted. I don't know when the old man will come back.

He Qing filled his stomach in the town and returned to the old house in He Village.

He's house, since the death of He Qing's grandfather, has been taken care of by his uncle's family.He Qing has an uncle and an aunt. They both live in the city, and it is even less likely for their children to return to the village.

When He Qing came back, the old uncle was in the house.He Qing got close to the old uncle, and told the old uncle that he had been to the Fairy Tea Temple, and that he drank the tea made by Ke Shicheng.The old uncle praised the delicious tea in Guanli, saying that he often went to Guanli to drink tea and chat with Mr. Lin.

He Qing went back to the house to pack his things. He didn't have many things, just a change of clothes, pajamas, towels, toothbrushes, etc.After putting away the backpack, He Qing took pictures of the inside and outside of the old house with his mobile phone as a souvenir.

The stone carvings and wood carvings in the old house are very exquisite. He Qing likes them. He took several photos and shared them with his circle of friends.Not only did he shoot the buildings, He Qing did not miss the flowers and trees in the courtyard.When He Qing was photographing flowers and plants, he noticed that there seemed to be some kind of animal among the flowers. He stepped forward to look it up and found that it was a little yellow dog.

He Qing held it in his arms and murmured to himself:

"Strange, ask the old uncle, I don't know whose dog ran out."

He Qing wanted to take it into the house, but the little yellow dog suddenly struggled hard, trying to break free, He Qing put it down.As soon as the puppy landed on the ground, it disappeared in an instant, probably because it got into the flowers again.

Also naughty, running around.

Seeing that it was dusk, He Qing said goodbye to the old uncle and packed his bags to leave.The old uncle kept He Qing and asked him to leave tomorrow, and Archie drove him home tomorrow morning.He Qing knew that Brother Aqi was busy working as a driver in a factory in the town, so he didn't want to trouble him, so he politely refused.

He Qing walked out of the old house, looking back from time to time, what happened last night seemed unreal like a dream.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and nothing happened.

He Qing walked from the end of the village to the head of the village, waiting for the taxi driver to come. He kept an eye on the map on his mobile phone to see where the car was moving.

Not long after, a white car stopped in front, and He Qing's cell phone rang.He Qing connected, talked to the driver, and trotted towards the car.

He Qing opened the door and got in the car. The driver suddenly said, "You brought a dog?"

what?

He Qing looked down, and there was indeed a little yellow dog on the ground, which was the one he saw among the flowers in the old house.

The traffic on the road was fast and it was getting dark again. If this puppy was left alone, it would probably be run over to death.

He Qing bent over to pick it up, put it in his arms, and asked the driver if he could bring a dog in the car?

Probably the driver is also a dog lover, and seeing that it was a puppy, he also acquiesced.

From the end of the village to the head of the village, He Qing walked for nearly 10 minutes, which is a relatively long distance. How did the puppy keep up?He Qing didn't notice it all the way.

With one arm around the dog, He Qing called the old uncle and asked him if anyone in the neighborhood lost a dog?Deliberately describe the appearance of the puppy.The old uncle said that there is no such dog in the neighborhood, and he does not know where the wild dog came from.

The little wild dog licked the back of He Qing's hand with his tongue, acting cute.He Qing looked at its dog's head and thought it looked like a little lion.However, how is this possible? It must be a little yellow dog.

The car was driving under the night, on a dark road with no street lights, He Qing hugged a "dog" sadly. He had never raised a dog, and he might not be able to raise it well.