About three years ago, when Jiang Zongcheng first came to the sanatorium, a wandering monk came next door to the sanatorium. He was a big monk who was a little sloppy.

The monk has a big skeleton, unkempt and ragged clothes, but his eyes are very bright. His possessions are an old monk's cloth bag and a earthen pot.

In the next year, the monk bought a large number of bricks, sand and stone through alms, and built a fence and a house here.

There is an old plaque hanging around the wall, Nanshan Temple.

Since then, monks have lived here.

Also from that year, Jiang Zongcheng became a regular visitor here.

During the Chinese New Year that year, Jiangbei state and Jiangbei Ju came to the monk temple to pick him up.

Seeing that his father liked to be with monks, Jiangbei proposed whether to give some sponsorship to the monks to help him build the temple better.

The proposal was rejected by Jiang Zongcheng.

His contacts with monks are not based on any material basis. Monks have never spoken to him, and he does not take the initiative to give alms.

However, over the next two years, Jiang Zongcheng often came here to help the monk. The monk built the wall, and he was responsible for delivering bricks. The monk installed a big clock and he was responsible for hitting it.

The two men also cleaned up weeds together and created a small vegetable garden. This year's green vegetables grew out. Throughout summer and autumn, jiangzong Chengdu ate green vegetables here.

In winter, there are also a lot of sweet potatoes, carrots and Chinese cabbage wrapped in plastic film.

Jiangbei state and his party came to Nanshan Temple. Compared with a year ago, there are more things in it.

Under the sunshine, the sloppy monk wrapped in a thick gray cloth cotton padded clothes snuggled up on the side of the wall on the west side of the courtyard, holding a cigarette bag and pot in his hand, spitting smoke, and his face was covered with knife like wrinkles.

Seeing Jiang Beiguo and others, he grinned and was full of energy.

Jiangbei and others noticed that there was a water pit and a water pit in the west side of the monk. There was a strong old man digging a hole with a shovel.

"Dad!"

Jiangbei Guo and Jiangbei gave a cry of surprise and hurriedly ran over.

Jiang tianmeng and Jiang Tianyi followed.

This big pit has been dug more than 200 square meters, one person high, and all the excavated loess has been transported to the vegetable field on the other side.

The big pit was dug very smoothly. The gray haired Jiang Zongcheng was sweating profusely, but his eyes were shining. It can be seen that his body is in good condition.

Jiangbei country and Jiangbei are relieved. Their father's state is much better than a year ago.

"Grandpa, why are you digging here?" Jiang tianmeng said in surprise. Then he looked at the big monk and said, "big monk, you are relaxed. You have found a labor force for free. My grandpa is 80 years old."

"Ha ha, I'm still young," said the big monk with a smile.

Jiang Zongcheng wiped his sweat and said, "what's the date today?"

"It's new year's Eve, Dad. Come on, it's time to go home." Jiang Beiju said.

"Oh, it's Chinese New Year." Jiang Zongcheng nodded and said, "I thought of this puddle together with the master. He dug half, and I'll dig half. I can finish my work today. Let's go after digging." he began to dig hard.

Jiangbei Guo and Jiangbei looked at each other and ran back to the sanatorium. They borrowed tools. The four jumped into the pit and began to work together.

The big monk was smiling, squatting in the corner, holding a cigarette bag, smoking and watching.

Digging a pit is not an easy job. In less than half an hour, Jiangbei country and Jiangbei Ju were tired, panting and sweating.

Jiang tianmeng is no better. Only Jiang Tianyi is still alive.

The big monk smiled and said, "you work, I'll cook."

At noon, the big monk called for dinner.

The family came up from the pit and came to the thatched kitchen made of adobe. In the iron pot, there was a pot of stewed vegetables, Chinese cabbage, vermicelli, tofu and soft and rotten braised meat. On the edge of the pot, there was a layer of corn flour cake.

The food seemed to have no appetite, but the family who had worked for a long time were tired.

A man took a big bowl and ate with corn cakes in his hand.

Jiangbei has not had such a good appetite for a long time. Unexpectedly, the stewed dish is so delicious. The taste of Chinese cabbage is full of fragrance. Tofu tastes like tofu, vermicelli tastes like vermicelli, and braised meat tastes like braised meat.

It's normal to say, but it's not easy to eat the original taste of food these days.

The corn flour cake tastes so rich that it has never been so delicious.

Five members of the Laojiang family squatted under the edge of the wall, basking in the sun and eating.

The meal was full and the whole body was full of strength.

Five people went down the pit again.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the pit was dug, and five people drew water and put fish in it.

When everything was done, it was getting dark.

Jiang tianmeng's tired body was about to fall apart. He asked, "monk, do you have dinner?"

The monk shook his head. "Dinner is over. Go home."

"No matter what the meal is," Jiang Tianyi said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." the big monk looked at Jiang Zongcheng. "You worked hard here for three years, and the Buddha saw it. I'll surprise you tonight."

"Oh." Jiang Zongcheng nodded.

Yamato said, "don't you ask what the surprise is?"

"Don't rejoice in things, don't mourn for yourself. Whatever he is, it's what the master said." Jiang Zongcheng said. Then he washed his hands and put on his coat. "Let's go."

Without greeting the monk, he turned and left.

The monk suddenly said, "do you want to take some of the dried powder strips?"

Jiang Zongcheng shook his head. "I'll be back in three days."

Jiangbei state and Jiangbei Ju Dynasty monks bowed slightly and said, "master, is there enough grain and oil for the new year?"

The monk said, "I can't finish eating."

"Oh, well, we're leaving."

"Well, if you work here for a day, you will have good luck in the coming year." the big monk said with a smile.

"Borrow your good words." Jiang Bei said with a smile.

The family went out of Nanshan Temple. Outside, there was a black Mercedes Benz SUV. The door opened and Jiang Baoling in jeans and down jacket got off the car.

"Dad!"

"Oh, here comes my little sister."

"Sister-in-law."

The family rushed to wave hello.

Jiang Zongcheng had a faint smile on his face, "go home."

Jiang Zongcheng, jiangbeiguo, jiangbeiju and Jiang Baoling sat in one car. Jiang tianmeng and Jiang Tianyi drove the other two and three cars to leave the sanatorium.

"Dad, you are recovering well," said Jiang Beiju.

Jiang Zongcheng nodded, "almost recovered."

"The great monk is mysterious. I think there are some ways." Jiangbei national highway.

"What way?" asked Jiang Zongcheng.

"I don't know. I think it's unpredictable and very unusual."

"He is a wandering monk. He settled here because he can't walk. How old is he?"

"Sixty at most."

"Well, double it," said Jiang Zongcheng.