According to legend, a long time ago, there were no dogwoods in the Manghe area. Dogwoods only grew in the past few hundred years. At that time, there was a girl named Zhenzhu in Manghe Village. She was not only beautiful, but also beautiful. Have a kind heart.

Miss Pearl has lost her father's love since she was a child. Her elderly mother has been sick all year round, and she relies on her to take care of the home both inside and outside. On a morning at the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the cold winter wind came early to the deep mountains and wild ridges. The dead leaves all over the mountains were dancing in the wind. In addition to the roar of the wind and the howls of wild animals, the vast mountains and fields were full of fallen leaves. The rustling sound made it even more empty and desolate. Pearl got up early as usual, fetched dry firewood from the firewood pile, and also took firewood, preparing to light a fire for cooking. Suddenly she heard a commotion on the street. She walked out of her house curiously and saw a group of people surrounding a monk. The monk's cassock had holes in the east and cracks in the west. There were ulcers everywhere on his hands, feet and body. The sores were bleeding with pus and blood from time to time. It was disgusting to look at. What was even more terrifying was the face, which was red and purple, just like a ferocious demon.

The monk was shivering in the cold wind, as if he was about to collapse. He swayingly closed his two palms covered with abscesses, opened his red eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice. The voice said: "Hungry, I'm hungry!" The crowd dispersed in all directions, fearing that they would not be able to hide, and no one thought of giving him anything. At this time, Miss Pearl walked up to the monk and said softly: "Master, you must have walked a long way, and you are so ill. It's cold. You should come to my house to have something to eat first!" Pearl said After that, the people around him were so surprised that their eyes widened.

"Pearl, you must not do this. Look at him covered in pus and blood, dirty and smelly. If you provoke such a person, if word spreads, everyone will not know how to laugh at you!"

A kind-hearted lady said this.

But Pearl said:

"You see how pitiful he is when he is so hungry. It is not too much to give him something."

Said, Pearl led the monk towards her home, followed by a group of curious people and booing children.

After arriving home, Pearl first took a piece of steamed cornstarch and handed it to the monk:

"Master, my mother is sick and has been bedridden for many years. My family is very poor. I'm really sorry. Please eat first." "Come on, I'll cook for you right away."

As she said that, she lit a fire and made a bowl of batter for the monk. After eating, the monk wiped his mouth and said:

"Girl, I am really tired. You can save people until the end. Let me lie on your bed for a while!"

Pearl hesitated, but then she thought, seeing that the monk was very frightened, let him lie down for a while. The onlookers were all talking:

"This Pearl is not afraid to put his own The bed is dirty. It’s probably because I’m nervous today.”

“Zhuzhu misses her father very much. Maybe she wants to keep him as a father. Maybe she misses a man. Her family is poor and she wants to get married.” ”

“This girl is so kind-hearted, she is one of the best.”

There were different opinions, but Pearl didn’t care at all. She placed the monk on the bed and brought her clean quilt. Cover the monk.

The next day, Pearl was going up the mountain to collect medicine for her mother. The monk was about to get up when he saw Pearl and shouted to her:

"Girl, your heart is worth more than gold. I want to leave." As a monk, I have nothing to gain, so I’ll give you this tattered cassock!”

Pearl immediately declined:

“Master, even though the cassock is torn, it can still protect you from the wind!” Han, besides, this is also a Buddhist treasure. I can’t accept it. I can’t accept it.”

The monk laughed loudly and said to the pearl:

“Girl, you can’t accept it!” It’s hard enough to collect medicine for your mother. As long as you throw this cassock on the hillside behind the house, it will grow a wonderful medicine that can cure your mother’s illness.”

Pearl hurriedly knelt down and said, "Then I thank you, Master.

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Pearl raised her head, but there was still the shadow of the monk. She was doubtful and walked towards the back of the house. She threw the cassock towards the hillside with all her strength. A wonderful scene appeared, and she saw the cassock radiating out the path. The golden light danced with the wind, and wherever it went, clusters of green seedlings grew, and then the seedlings continued to grow and bear red fruits.

Pearl picked the fruits. He cured his mother's illness, and since then, the mountains and hills of Manghe have been covered with dogwoods, and the legend of Pearl Girl has been passed down to this day.