[Journey to the West] Monkey, be good

"Brother Monkey, is the master back? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to start dinner!" Bajie ran out excitedly, saw me in the arms of the monkey, and immediately yelled, "Oh! My God Brother Monkey, why are you... You guys, ouch, this house belongs to us!"

"..." It's good that Bajie didn't say anything, but after being called out by him, Wujing also ran out to see, and Jin Chan.My face turned red "shua", and I hurriedly covered my forehead that was hit, and retreated from the monkey's arms.When he looked up, his smile was as clear as a breeze.I was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously called out, "Brother Changliu."

"Let's talk in the house." Monkey said with a smile, turned around and walked into the house.I hurriedly stepped up to follow, and when I climbed the wooden steps, I nodded to Jin Chan who was standing inside the door, and said, "Holy Monk."

"Xiao Taoxian, long time no see again." Jin Chan said softly.There was a faint smile in his eyes, but his voice was as calm and gentle as ever.It seems that only monkeys can make him lose his cool, and become no longer like a high-spirited monk, but like an ordinary person like me, with great compassion and joy.

Jin Chan would call "Wukong" in a warm voice on weekdays, and would shout anxiously and frightenedly "Great Sage!" when the monkey was injured. Like me, he has a dream in his heart.But he is different from me. Apart from monkeys, he has all living beings, so he always hides, restrains, and hides from monkeys.But he can't hide it from me, because I know as well as he does what it's like to secretly like someone.

Now when I see Jin Chan, I will unconsciously think of his illustrations in each biography.That picture is actually in color, gray steamer, orange fire, pink flesh and blood, blue yaksha, golden arhat... West Heaven is full of splendor, but it is not as good as at that moment, Jin Chan's light-colored eyes Compassion, determination, pain, helplessness... all intertwined into a touch of sadness.

I can't help but think, in the past 500 years, he has always remembered the day when he was steamed alive and cut his flesh into slices, so how can he maintain his current desertedness and calmness?If it was me who was eaten, I would be unable to sleep every night and be haunted by nightmares every day.Although my status is inferior to his, and I am not qualified to sympathize with him, I still sympathize with him and love him dearly.So do monkeys, I think.Perhaps, apart from the four thousand gods and Buddhas present at that time, the monkey and I were the only two people who knew the secret of the golden cicada.

"Yeah, long time no see." I smiled and greeted: "Sit down, you are welcome, it's the same as coming to your own home." Then, I ran to the table to pour water for Jin Chan , but saw that water had been poured into the three cups, which were still warm, and some of them had been drunk to varying degrees.

I was taken aback.The monkey sat on the stool, picked up a wild fruit I picked this morning from the table, threw it into his mouth, and said, "I poured it for them."

I thought to myself, if I mess with my tea set casually, the monkey will not treat itself as an outsider, right?If you don't see the outside, you don't see the outside, it's actually quite good.I laughed at Cen Cen who took the fruit to Jin Chan to eat, Jin Chan squeezed one, tasted it, and praised the fruit sweetness.I went to feed Wujing again, and Wujing was full of praise.When I was in front of Bajie, I brought it to him, but he didn't like it very much, and just shouted: "Ah, it's just our relationship, um, right. How can you just give me fruit, hurry up, okay The wine and food are greeted, and they are all served."

"Idiot, what else do you know besides eating?" the monkey scolded.Bajie said in a choked voice: "It's so hard to get alms these days, I finally met my relatives, I want to have a good meal, what's the matter?"

"There is food, there is food, wait!" I hurriedly said, put down the small plate containing the fruit, picked up a homemade small shovel from the corner and ran into the yard.

There are not only flowers but also vegetables in my yard, which are all grown by myself, and no medicine has been sprayed, but it is clean!When I ran to the vegetable garden, I rolled up my sleeves and trousers, squatted on the ground, and looked at a pleasing lettuce that was about to start digging, when the monkey's cold fingertips covered the back of my hand.

"Huh?" I looked up, and saw that the monkey had followed me out of the house at some point, and now it also rolled up its sleeves and squatted beside me.I moved a little to the side, looked at him, and said, "I'll dig some fresh vegetables for the holy monk to eat. You can go back to the house quickly. The garden was watered just yesterday, and the ground is covered with mud, so it will get dirty again." your clothes."

"Give it to me." The monkey said lightly.He stretched out his hand to help me straighten the crooked hair crown before, and then naturally took the shovel from my hand.He took out a pink oil-paper bag the size of half a palm, handed it to me, and said, "If you don't want to go back to the house, just stand on the ridge of the field."

I took the paper bag and looked at it. I felt it was not heavy, and it smelled faintly sweet, so I asked, "What's inside?"

The monkey shoveled away a piece of mud without raising its head, and said, "You will know if you open it and have a look?"

"Oh." I stood on the ridge next to me, untied the rope, and opened the oiled paper layer by layer.The mixed fragrance of ghee and peach blossom became more and more clear until the last layer, four small and tender pastries appeared in my palm.

"Ah, Peach Blossom Crisp!" I called out softly.

Only then did the monkey look up, and said with a smile, "I remember when you were in Xiliang Girl's Country, you said that you liked to eat peach blossom cakes. When I came here, I saw some for sale in a town at the foot of the mountain, so I brought you some."

"Hee hee, that's great." I said, squeezed a piece and stuffed it into my mouth, it was sweet and soft, and it melted in my mouth.

The monkey asked, "What's so good?"

"It's delicious." I said, thinking to myself, of course you are so kind!

"Heh—" the monkey laughed softly. He raised his left hand and moved his fourth finger. The red thread immediately appeared and gently tugged at my finger.

What is thinking in my heart, the monkey just needs to move its fingers to know.It's over!I immediately blushed, and said falteringly, "Thank you for the snacks, you are also very nice!"

The monkey bent its mouth happily, turned around and continued digging the lettuce.After digging a few trees, I planed some spinach, picked a few beans, and finally dug a few sweet potatoes.

At that time, I had finished eating the peach blossom cakes, so I took the dug vegetables with him to the sink to wash, and finally went to the kitchen.I rolled up the sleeves that had slid down a little, and took care of the rest of the work, saying: "Go and accompany the monks and the others. I will do the rest of the cooking."

The monkey raised an eyebrow, leaned on the door frame with its arms folded, and looked at me intently.I picked up the big knife "Kuang Kuang Kuang" to chop the lettuce, and said: "You lean on that door frame gently, a nail fell off a few days ago and I haven't had time to repair it, it's not strong, don't lean on it."

In fact, being stared at by him like this, my movements of swinging the knife became stiff.The monkey straightened his body, but still looked at me.I had no choice but to say: "Well... there is some wine under the tree, do you and Master Sha want to drink it? If you want to drink it, just dig a jar out."

The monkey went to dig for wine.I hurriedly took advantage of this gap to stir-fry the chopped lettuce in the pan, and poured a handful of salt and some soy sauce and vinegar.When the monkey came back, I had already prepared a large plate.The monkey came over to look at it, so I gave him the plate and said, "Don't keep wandering around in the kitchen, if you want to help, just bring this into the house for me. Didn't Brother Bajie shout that he was hungry? Go feed him."

"No hurry, I'll try it first." The monkey reached out and picked up a strip of lettuce from the plate and put it in his mouth.

"Oh, how do you squeeze it with your hands..." I said, before I finished speaking, I saw the monkey frowned beautifully, and his face was full of words.

I tentatively asked: "Why... Does it taste bad?"

"It's delicious, I like it." The monkey said, as if to prove something, he pinched a few more and put them in his mouth, and he didn't forget to suck his fingers after eating.

"Actually..." I hesitated to speak, a little embarrassed.

I don't know how to cook, the dish must be salty, because I habitually grab a lot of salt and sprinkle it in the pot.It's fine to eat by yourself, it's easy to say, but entertaining guests is a bit inappropriate.

The monkey took the plate and put it on the stove, and said: "But, Bajie and the others have a milder taste, so maybe they don't like it. Put this plate here, and I will eat it later. I will cook their share. Bar."

"Huh?" I seemed to have discovered a new world, and said curiously: "Great Sage, can you also cook?"

The monkey cut the lettuce into thin strips and said, "That is, during my first three years in Lingtai Mountain, Master didn't teach me anything, but let me help carry water and cook in the kitchen."

"Haha, I didn't expect that." I laughed, pulled a small wooden pier as a stool, and sat next to him to watch him cook.

The monkey smiled and said, "There are so many things you didn't expect."

His words unintentionally touched a certain nerve in me, and I suddenly remembered about Jin Chan, so I whispered: "There are many things, no matter what, I can't think of them, and I don't dare to believe them."

The monkey was stirring the lettuce, looked back at me, and said, "You're so emotional, what's the matter?"

I blinked and held my chin and said, "Don't you know what I'm thinking by just moving your fingers? Then guess."

The monkey was taken aback for a moment and smiled.After laughing, he said seriously: "Although mind reading can know what you think, but I think you don't like the feeling that the secrets in your heart are always being pryed into by others, so...except for the unavoidable or occasional jokes, I am It won't work."

Hearing him say that, I felt a little warmth in my heart.In fact, I don't have any secrets. If I have, it's a thing of the past.I used to like him and admire him, but now, not only the monkeys know about it, but also the whole world knows about it, it is no longer a secret.What's more, for me, he is not "someone else". Even if he wants to know what is in my heart all the time, I am happy.

"Hey, what's the matter, I'm so curious because of you." The monkey complained, and was about to pour the fried lettuce into the plate.

I said: "I saw Jin Chan's "Biography" in the Sutra Pavilion of Daleiyin Temple. The content recorded on it is the same as what you saw in Shifang Mirage. The venerables with a heart tied their hands and feet and threw them into the steamer. Jin Chan has a heart to save the world, but the end is too miserable."

"..." The monkey fell silent suddenly, and I could clearly feel his breathing sinking.

I looked at his face and saw that there was not much abnormality, so I continued: "It is also said in the book that there was another better choice at that time, and the venerables have also discussed it. But what exactly is it? The last sentence is missing, I didn't know it. I think, in the illusion of the ten directions, didn't you watch the Dao Dharma meeting where all the Buddhas shared the food of the golden cicada? What is the 'better way', you must have heard it too. That... what is it?"

The author has something to say: There will be an update at [-] o'clock tomorrow night, and I will be happy... Then I will turn to the next volume... Sweet death does not pay for my life... Boo...