Chapter 6607 (Six Thousand Six Hundred and Seven) Rice
"At present, I am also willing to think about rice fields. It feels really good to have you thinking about rice fields with me." The gray-handed man said with satisfaction.
The man with brown hands said: "I feel very comfortable right now. What does the rice field in your impression look like?"
"Are you comfortable hearing me talking like this, or are you comfortable thinking about the rice fields?" the gray-handed man asked with a smile.
"Is there still a need to distinguish?" Brown-Hand Man asked, "A person's comfort at a certain moment may be the result of many factors working together."
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "That's true. The rice fields in my impression are full of life, and many rice plants seem to be waving."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, piece by piece, waving, it also seems to be calling."
"What to summon?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I don't know." The brown-hand man said, "After all, I am not rice."
The gray-handed man laughed: "Is this okay to answer the question?"
"It's not a question raised by the Lord. You can answer it any way you want." The man with brown hands said.
"Oh, is this how you treat me?" the gray-handed man asked with a deliberate smile.
The man with the brown hand said to the man with the gray hand: "This is not the only way I treat you."
"Who else would be treated like this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"As long as it's not the user, it's like this." The brown-handed man said, "Actually, even if I treat the user, I might be like this at this moment."
"You are very brave," said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "You dare too."
The gray-handed man said: "Well, maybe I dare, but maybe it's just now."
The man with brown hands said: "This is the moment I was talking about. Time will change, and many situations will change."
"Yes, when the season comes, the rice in the rice fields will turn golden yellow." The gray-handed man said. The man with brown hands said: "Now it seems like a golden color appears in front of my eyes. This has nothing to do with any special ability, it's just something I came up with."
The man with gray hands said: "Me too, and there is also blue sky and sunshine."
"The sun is shining on the rice fields, and the rice is waving, and it seems to be calling." said the brown-handed man.
"Do you think it's possible for me to turn into rice after a long, long time?" the man with gray hands asked.
The man with brown hands said: "What are you asking about in the long, long time?"
"Do you still feel uncomfortable?" the gray-hand man asked.
The man with brown hands said, "It depends on how long you've been asking."
The man with gray hands said: "I understand, I won't ask. That's what I just said."
The man with brown hands said: "It's okay. If you turn into rice, I will turn into rice, and we may stand in the same place in the rice field."
The gray-hand man smiled and said: "If we are the same person, even if we become rice, we will still be the same rice."
"Anyway, we are on the same 'Tao' now. You will definitely understand what I say." The man with brown hands emphasized the word "Tao" when he said it, thinking that the man with gray hands would definitely understand what he said. Which "Tao" is it.
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "No matter how we go, we are all on the same 'Tao'." The man with gray hands also emphasized the word "Tao", and in this way conveyed to the man with brown hands what he understood.
The man with brown hands said: "Becoming rice makes everything seem easier."
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "I also think it will become simpler. Maybe because we are not rice, we think so?"
"What you say seems to make sense." The brown-hand man said, "Maybe everything is not simple for rice."
(End of chapter)