gt;没片刻<></span>身后传来唰唰的扫地声<></span>顾昭扭脸<></span>脸色涨红着道歉：<></span>对不住阿润<></span>我去唤细仔扫<></span><></span>

  阿润笑笑<></span>并不在意的道：<></span>原是我份内的事情<></span><></span>一阵山风吹来<></span>阿润的僧袍角被吹得飞起<></span>袍内的足裤被风绷出了腿型<></span>看样子阿润穿的并不多<></span>

  顾昭更加不好意思<></span>阿润不比他是外客<></span>他每天要干很多活<></span>他每日早课完了要去后山担水二十挑<></span>上午抄写经卷<></span>写完还要去打扫主殿<></span>擦拭佛像<></span>忙完回去吃了饭依旧不得歇息<></span>下午还要清扫一后山的残叶<></span>垃圾<></span>这山上最粗鄙的僧侣都比阿润过得好<></span>

  这一大山的和尚<></span>顾昭就很好奇<></span>为什么阿润要做这么多的苦工<></span>他问过知客僧<></span>知客僧也是一脸苦笑<></span>只是双手合十的悄悄嘀咕了一句：<></span>施主<></span>这是皇庙<></span><></span>

  对喽<></span>这是皇庙呢<></span>想来也总有顾昭不该知道的事情<></span>知道不该问的别去问<></span>可是<></span>顾昭还是很心疼<></span>真的<></span>

  前辈子<></span>这辈子<></span>顾昭从未有过这样的一种强烈的感觉<></span>想去保护一个人<></span>宠着一个人<></span>这种带着一丝酸酸的<></span>甜甜的<></span>一想起来<></span>心肝就像针尖猛的那么一扎一挑<></span>浑身的细胞都会缩一下<></span>酸酸的心疼<