Chapter 73 Be Naughty
Mohist school also often came to this temple.
There is a yard next to Qingfeng Pavilion. There are no buildings, but only trees. Some of them are hundreds of years old, with pine and plum trees, and they look very simple and ancient. Every time I come back, I have to stroll here.
Especially in the summer when I come with my father, I will bring fruits and snacks and sit under the tree to drink tea.
That was always the happiest time for my father...
At this moment, there was no one in the yard, the sun was shining brightly, and it was silent.
When she thought of the tone in which the old woman from the Liang family mentioned her father, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.
"I don't know why I'm here today!" he sighed.
I walked in dejectedly and was wandering around when I suddenly noticed that the persimmon tree behind the two pine trees was shaking violently.
Startled, he took two steps closer and looked up.
These persimmon trees are also quite old, with large crowns and tangled branches stretching far out.
It looks like... there's someone on top?
He had climbed quite high, with his feet on a branch and his hands gripping a twig, shaking it desperately.
It turned out that at the end of the tall branches of the persimmon tree, there were a few small red persimmons that had survived the winter.
The man on the tree was going for the persimmons, but when he couldn't reach them, he wanted to swing down.
There were already two of them on the ground, shattered to pieces... "What is he doing? He can't eat them even if they fall down?!"
The man swayed for a long time, and when he saw that no matter how hard he tried, the branches only swayed slightly and didn't fall down at all... he then used his hands and feet to try to climb higher.
Mo Yi was speechless. No matter how high you climb, you can't reach it. It's growing on the tip of the tallest branch!
At the same time, she also saw clearly that it was a young boy.
Whose naughty kid is this!
"Hey! Whose child are you? Who told you to climb a tree? " Mo Yi asked loudly.
The man on top was startled. His feet slipped and his body swayed... He groaned, "Ah!?" He quickly held onto the tree trunk with both hands, frantically...
"Ah!" Mo Yi under the tree was also frightened.
Moreover, the boy on the tree and Mo Yi under the tree didn't know that there was a person hiding behind the tree next to them, who almost jumped over. The person's face was pale and he was almost scared to death.
Mo Yi reacted quickly, screamed, and ran to the bottom of the boy, stretching out his hands, intending to catch him when he fell.
As soon as the boy stood firm, he angrily raged downwards...
"What are you yelling about! If you scare people, they will die, you know that?!" From the sound of the voice, it was changing and a bit weird.
Well, he is indeed a teenager in his early teens.
His eyes were bright and his clothes were made of good material, but there was a big tear on the top, and the cloth was hanging down and fluttering in the wind.
"Aren't you the scary one? Whose child are you?! Where are your parents?!" Mo Yi put his hands on his hips, looking quite powerful.
The child was a little scared and whispered, "You, don't bother yourself!"
"Then come down quickly!"
"I won't!" He held the branch tightly, looking at the persimmons on it with unwillingness.
"Fool!" Mo Yi began to reason, "It's the end of winter and the beginning of spring, when branches are the driest and most brittle. They will break if you step on them. If you fall, your head will be smashed to pieces like this persimmon!"
"No way! Don't scare me! I just need to go a little higher..."
"If you go any higher, you'll fall down. And even if you climb to the top of the tree, you can't reach those persimmons."
The boy is still unwilling...
Mo Yi said softly, "Why don't you go ask the temple to borrow a ladder? Or use a long pole to hit it, and then use a cloth to cover the bottom, so that the persimmon will not break. How simple is that!?"
"Stupid woman..." The boy actually sighed and shook his head, "What's the point of that?"
"What did you say?!" Mo Yi couldn't believe it! "At such a young age, who taught you to talk like that?"
"Hello?!" The boy rolled his eyes at her, "Didn't you call me a fool?"
"Come down!" Mo Yi didn't care about it anymore, he just wanted him to not really fall down.
"I don't!" The child seemed to be looking for a path again.
"Okay, okay. I was wrong. I won't call you a fool anymore. Come down now!"
"I just have to climb a little further..."
"If you don't come down, I'll call for help. You've torn my nice clothes into this mess. I'll see if your mother won't beat you up!"
The boy held the branch and suddenly said in a low voice, "I don't have a mother..."
"Ah!?" Mo Yi's heart sank, and he quickly said, "Well... I'm sorry, I didn't know. So, come down and I'll help you sew your clothes. Without a mother, you have to be more careful and don't let people laugh at you!"
The boy remained silent.
"If you break your arms or legs, who will feel sorry for you without your mother? Come down quickly!"
The boy looked at the persimmon reluctantly.
Maybe he finally realized that there was no other way, so he used his hands and feet to climb down the tree.
Watching him fall to the ground with a suspenseful look on his face, Mo Yi wanted to lose his temper and curse at him a few more times, but when he thought about the fact that he had no mother... he held back.
She said softly, "Come, I'll help you with a few stitches." She always carried needles and thread with her. She looked at the boy's clothes and sighed, "What a waste of good material."
Mo Yi sat on the stone bench, and the boy moved in front of her.
Oh, white teeth and red lips, very good looking! Especially those eyes, dark... different from the boys she knew.
As soon as the needle was sewn, Mo Yi started talking again, "You still blame me for calling you stupid...Aren't you stupid? If you want to climb a tree, you have to take off your outer clothes. One is that it is more agile and convenient. The other is that it won't get dirty or torn. It won't be easy for others to find out, right?
It's not cold today! You have to be careful about what you do! Even being naughty has to be done properly! You can't even reach those persimmons like this, you might just break your legs and get a big hole in your head. Your clothes are torn, and the elders will know you've done something bad again! You didn't play well, and in the end you were told... Tell me, are you stupid?"
The young boy looked at the strange girl stupidly. Was she... teaching him to do bad things without leaving any traces?
Mo Yi rarely spoke so much, and he felt like he didn't have enough air to breathe.
She was very fast and finished sewing it quickly.
"Thank you, sister."
"Well. Isn't that polite? From now on, you can't say "stupid woman" anymore, understand! If you want to eat persimmons... the persimmons in this area are very good. The temple must have persimmon cakes. They are covered with white frost and are delicious. Go ask the young masters for some. Do you have copper coins? Give the young masters a few copper coins and they will help you get them."
"No."
Mo Yi took out a few copper coins and some candies and gave them to him. "Two candies will do. Little masters all like to eat candies."
“I like to eat, too.”
"Eat less sugar, or bugs will eat your teeth. If there are no dried persimmons, ask the monk for a pole and knock them down! Okay, I'm leaving! Don't climb the tree again!"
The boy was a little reluctant, "You..."
"Hey, my young master, why are you here?" A man who looked like a servant ran over.
When Mo Yi saw a stranger coming, he smiled, turned around and left.
The boy felt a little disappointed: I didn’t even have time to ask her name…
(End of this chapter)
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