Quincy's Quiet Contemplation Chapter 31

Tiefo Temple is located in the back ditch of Laocheng Village, around the cliff where sheep are grazed, and then climbs a loess beam to reach it. This temple is still a big temple in the Qinling Mountains, but after liberation, all four monks ran away, leaving only one named Xuanjing. Xuanjing was decent-looking and young. When the 20 acres of land in the temple were too busy, he would ask pilgrims from several nearby villages to help, and Baicai often went there. Ma Sheng had already noticed that Baicai usually did not wear a papa on his head. If he wore a calico papa on his head, he would go to the temple. Ma Sheng came out of the office and looked at the cabbage heading north from the alley. He cursed: Are you showing your pretty Papa to the monk? Unexpectedly, he also went to Tiefo Temple. But Ma Sheng walked out of the north city gate and could no longer see Baicai on the way up to Huang Tu Liang, so he scolded Shuan Lao again while looking for shoe prints on the dirt road. He found a narrow strip of shoe prints, and knowing that they were a new pair of shoes, he took out his urine and poured it on the shoe prints, saying, "I'll pee on you, cabbage!" Thirteen shoe prints were wetted.

When they arrived at the temple, several women from Laocheng Village went to fish for fish in the pond in front of the temple early. The fish they caught were given to the cabbage that had just left, and the cabbage was given to another woman at the gate of the temple. The woman said: Amitabha! Put the fish in the iron basin next to you. Ma Sheng heard that these women fished fish from the pond when there were no pilgrims, and then waited for the pilgrims to come and let the pilgrims buy the fish and release them. After releasing them, they fished them out and sold them again, and relied on these fish to make money for the temple. But Ma Sheng didn't expect that Baicai was also involved, and he was so happy, running back and forth from the pond to the temple gate, with his two breasts like rabbits in his arms. Ma Sheng walked over and said, "Baicai, how much money can you make from catching a basin of fish?" Baicai turned her head and saw him but pretended not to see him. She let out a loud noise and scattered the sparrows on the fence next to her. Ma Sheng looked for himself at the bottom of the steps, and then said to Xuan Jing who was packing the merit box: Monk, are there gold yuan coupons in the box? Xuanjing said: Yes, how dare these people coax the Buddha? ! Ma Sheng said: Doesn’t the Buddha also coax people? Xuanjing said: You can't tell lies in the temple. Ma Sheng said: Buddha just coaxes people, I donated a pound of lamp oil to the temple, am I still not a bachelor? ! Baicai often burns incense and works here, but she can't get pregnant now, right? ! Cabbage, don’t you think? Baicai got up and went to the pond again. Ma Sheng said: Are you ignoring me? Okay, then let’s see if I will give you your land or if you want to take someone else’s land! Xuanjing said: Her family is a middle peasant and cannot be divided into her family's land, nor can her family be divided into other people's land. Ma Sheng said: Do you know everything in the temple? Feeling a little annoyed for a moment and wanting to say something else, Xuanjing took a hoe and went to the twenty acres of land next to the temple. Day lilies are planted on the weir of twenty acres of land, and the flowers are blooming and bright yellow.

This day was the most depressing day for Ma Sheng. He coughed hard and spitted a mouthful of phlegm on the temple door.

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Finally, the harvesting and dividing of land began. Wang Caidong's family has sixty-six acres, leaving ten acres and taking out fifty-six acres. Zhang Gaogui's family had fifty acres, leaving ten acres and taking out forty acres. The two families had ninety-six acres, and the fourteen poor peasant households were divided equally, and each family could get six acres and eight cents. But the situation of the fourteen households of poor peasants was different. In addition, the quality of the ninety-six acres was different, and they were far away from each other. The fourteen households of poor peasants started to quarrel, and even the wife of one household started scolding her, and she was scolded. A man from that family kicked him, and all the young and old of the two families got together and started a chaotic fight. Later, the Peasants' Association decided that no matter how many acres these fourteen households of poor peasants originally owned, after the land was divided, they would be guaranteed to have about seven acres as a standard. If they were allocated good land, the number of acres could be less than seven acres. If they were allocated bad land, the number of acres could be less than seven acres. Certainly over eight acres. The portions were divided one by one, and fourteen households of poor peasants drew lots in the courtyard of the farmers' association office. On the day of drawing lots, only one person from each household can come, either the male head or the female head. The courtyard door is closed and no one else is allowed in. Knead the written notes into eggs, put them in earthen jars, and go to each house to catch them. Some people washed their hands, and some people told Lao that he forgot to take the cigarette pot, so he went home to get it. I feel anxious when I eat cigarettes. In fact, he wanted to go to the Empress Temple to pray. Shuan Lao was not allowed to leave, and no one was allowed to leave. The man lay down and kowtowed under a tickle tree in the corner of the courtyard. When one person kowtows, several people kowtow and say: Let me grab a piece of good land. My son is thirty and can’t get a wife, so he found a family who thinks I am poor. I tell them that I have ten acres of good paddy fields. Well, if we can get a good paddy field, the marriage will be done! The person next to me said: Does the tree still care about you? The man said: The tree in the farmer's association's yard also becomes spiritual. If I scratch its roots and it shakes all over, it becomes spiritual. He reached out and scratched the root of the tree with his fingers, and the top of the tree really shook. At this time, there were mice running across the wall under the eaves. One of them fell down and landed on Bai He's shoulder, who was about to draw lots. It fell from his shoulder to the ground, and others caught it, and then turned over and got into the hole in the wall. Bai He said: Good luck! Xing Zulu said: Bats are the blessing. Bai He said: Aren’t bats transformed into mice? Sure enough, Bai He drew a good lot. Bai Tu had been standing at the door of the office, his whole body shaking, his palms sweaty, and he kept wiping them on his pants. Shuanlao said: Why don't you catch me? Bai Tu said: Catch the rest and give them to me. His last words were opened, and he asked Shuanlao to read them to him. Shuanlao said: The three acres at the root of Houliang are good land. The three acres under the Niutoupo tree are sloping land. Bai Tu said: This is my land, is it my land? Shuanlao said: This is your land. Bai Tu put the paper egg to his nose, smelled it again and again, put it in his mouth to taste, and said, "You won't take it back, right?" Shuanlao said: No. Bai Tu said: Oh, I want to kowtow to you! Shuan Lao quickly supported him and said, "Why are you kowtowing to me?" The Communist Party gave it to you. Bai Tu said: Where is the Communist Party? Shuan Lao said: The Communist Party is the sun. Bai Tu raised his head and looked up at the sky. He didn't expect the paper egg to be swallowed, but his face immediately changed and he said: "I'm going to work, I'm going to eat it?" ! Shuanlao said, "If you eat, just eat. I remember where the land is." Only then did Bai Tu laugh.