"Little master, go to my house! I'm about to cook sweet potato cakes, and I have porridge at home, so let's go to my house and eat some! The woman smiled and beckoned to the little monk, saying, "Let's go, go to my house, my child is about the same age as you!" ”

Hearing her invite her to her house, Tang Ning couldn't help but smile and squint his eyes, and said, "Thank you, donor." So saying, he bowed to the people in the field, and then went after the woman.

"This little monk is not only good-looking, but also cute when he smiles, and he also looks well-behaved, so I want to take him home."

A woman said with a smile, picked up the picked vegetables, trotted up the path, and smiled at the people behind her: "It's rare to have a little monk, I'll go with you to see it." ”

Several other people watched the woman chase after the woman holding the vegetables, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "Hurry up and finish the work, let's go back to the village, it's true that I've never met such a handsome little monk, and I don't know which temple it came from?" Looking at it, people can't help but want to get close. ”

Buddhist disciples are the existence of truth, goodness and beauty in the hearts of everyone, they are empty, but they are compassionate, they will guard against all kinds of people passing by, but they will not guard against Buddhist disciples.

What's more, he is still such a small, good-looking and delicate Buddhist disciple.

It's rare to see such a small little monk, and a well-behaved look with a smile, it looks simple and cute, and people can't help but feel close, just thinking, what is delicious at home, give the little monk a little, if you can touch the little monk's shiny little head would be better.

Tang Ning followed the woman to the village, and the woman who caught up behind also came to her side, holding a handful of freshly picked vegetables in her hand, looking at her with a smile on her aunt's face, and said affectionately: "Little master, if you have nothing to do, just live in our village, the people in our Hejia Village are very hospitable, and our people here are very good, and they all believe in Buddhism and worship Buddha." ”

"Yes, yes, I'll stay for a few days when I come, and my son lives in the courtyard behind my house, and there are two empty rooms!" The woman in front of her also followed, and when she saw the entrance of the village, some children in the village were playing at the entrance of the village, so she laughed and shouted: "Look, there is a little master in our village!" ”

The woman shouted, and the children who were playing at the entrance of the village gathered around, and they all looked at the little monk curiously...... A little bare and shiny head.

"Mother, mother, why is his head shining? Why doesn't he have hair on his head? ”

The little boy of five or six years old ran to the woman in the back, tugged at his mother's sleeve, and looked curiously at the good-looking man, but with no hair on his head.

"I know, I know, this is a Buddhist disciple, that is, a monk came, and the monk has no hair, and they have shaved their hair." An eleven or twelve-year-old boy said loudly, more curious than curious about the little monk's hairless little head, why did this little monk look so good?

"Why is he so good-looking? Why is he so good looking without hair? A ten-year-old girl hiding behind asked curiously, with a little shyness on her little face.

"His bald head is so bright, doesn't he need to wash his hair when he takes a bath?"