Gua Fei in the world

Chapter 1825 The Wisdom of the Buddha

No matter how many worries Ye Yaoguang had, they became invisible after she met her son's dark and bright black eyes. She touched Guangming's smooth head: "Do you like Jianjia?"

"En." Guang Ming took a serious look at Jian Jia, and nodded cautiously.

Ye Yaoguang didn't immediately make the decision for Jian Jia, Jian Jia is not her property, she has autonomy, Ye Yaoguang turned around and asked Jian Jia: "Are you willing to stay here?"

This is not a pure land of Buddhism, but a Buddhist monastery where Yuanen led Guangming to suppress demon souls. There are not so many rigid death rules. Ye Yaoguang originally planned to send Jianjia to Wan Yao after the matter with Jiang Muqi's family Valley to go.But compared to the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters, which can only become a demon cultivator, this is obviously a better place, where you can easily wash away the demonic aura on your body.

"Yes, yes." Jian Jia nodded hurriedly, but it said, "But I must repay the favor."

Whether it's the grace of saving her life, or the chance of its transformation comes from the Jiang family's bodhi fruit, the debt she owes to the Jiang family must be settled, otherwise it will not be able to practice with peace of mind.

"A month at most, half a month at least." Wen Tingzhan said to Guangming gently, "Father and mother will send Jian Jia over here."

Guangming nodded obediently.

"Eat quickly, try your mother's handicraft." Ye Yaoguang put a vegetarian dumpling into his son's bowl.

Guangming followed suit and took one for his mother, then hesitated for a moment, and gave one for his father.

After the family finished their dinner happily, Ye Yaoguang was still able to sleep with his son, and told Guangming a Buddhist story. After seeing him close his eyes and take a long breath, Ye Yaoguang moved gently to the bed. Wen Tingzhan never slept.

The husband and wife went to the kitchen lightly, Wen Tingzhan kneaded the dough, Ye Yaoguang chopped stuffing, all vegetarian dishes.The two of them didn't say a word, but tacitly began to make dumplings. They wrapped several drawers throughout the night and put them outside on the natural ice, which was enough for Guangming to eat for a long time.

It was dawn when Wen Tingzhan went to ramen. Today was his son's birthday, so he had to eat a bowl of longevity noodles no matter what.Ye Yaoguang boiled water, steamed vegetarian buns and cooked porridge as breakfast for others.By the time Ye Yaoguang brought a bowl of noodles to Guangming, he had already got up, dressed neatly, and finished his morning class.

"Longevity noodles, everyone must eat them on their birthdays." Ye Yaoguang sat beside Guangming.

Guangming picked up the chopsticks and held the first chopstick to his mother.

Ye Yaoguang shook his head: "Don't look at it as a bowl, but it's actually just a noodle. If you can't bite it off, you can live longer."

Guangming thought about it, then lowered his head and started to eat. From the first mouthful to the last mouthful, the noodles never broke, and he ate them all in one go: "It's delicious."

"As long as it's delicious, mom will make it for you next year." Ye Yaoguang picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth for him.

Ye Yaoguang happily accompanied his son all day long, no one told him to separate for a year, but there was no barrier between mother and son. Guangming was a child who rarely talked, very quiet, but his actions were very heartwarming. Ye Yaoguang hugged Guangming all night without sleep, and when it was dawn, she reluctantly got up, not wanting to say goodbye to the child face to face, and planned to leave quietly.

But when she and Wen Tingzhan walked out of the temple, she looked back and saw Guangming standing by the window, tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned her head quickly, afraid of being seen by the child.When I looked up again, there was no one to see through the window, but the candles were lit up. The couple waited for a while, and Guangming came out dressed.

Standing in front of them with such a small body, Ye Yaoguang felt like an adult, he asked in a childish voice, "Is mother not happy?"

"Happy." Ye Yaoguang squatted in front of him and tried to smile.

His small hand grabbed Ye Yaoguang's hand and pressed it to his heart: "Happiness comes from the heart, Guangming hopes that mother will not be sad."

Ye Yaoguang couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged her son in her arms. She really wanted to be strong, and she wanted not to cry in front of the child, but she couldn't help it, her hot tears fell one by one. The thread rolled down like beads, and he bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from making a sound.

Wen Tingzhan, who has always been restrained, also had red eyes, and he raised his head slightly to look at the gray sky.

Only Guangming was allowed to be held by his mother, and his little hands gently caressed his mother's back. He didn't cry or hurt at parting. Only then did Yaoguang sort out her emotions, and gently pushed Guangming away, just in time to see her son who was smiling, she was slightly taken aback.

That light smile seemed to dispel all the sourness in her heart and warm her heart.

The little hand was still warm even after standing in the ice and snow for half an hour, and he gently wiped the tears from the corners of his mother's eyes: "Mother, Guangming is here, the child that mother will never lose. "

Ye Yaoguang suddenly felt so ashamed that she needed a four-year-old child to comfort her.

"Mother, separation is for gathering, just like the rising sun sets for rising again."

As soon as Guangming finished speaking, a faint golden light shone down, enveloping their mother and child together. Ye Yaoguang suddenly felt that this ray of light penetrated into her heart, making her whole body linger with a layer of warm light. .

As for her son, he was so young, standing there straight, his whole body seemed to be emitting golden light.

"Mother, it's time for you to go. Guangming is going to do morning class." Guangming still said to her with a smile.

Surprisingly, Ye Yaoguang was not sad at all, she felt that she was like a mother who sent her child to school, and came to pick him up after he finished studying, but his study time was longer than others.It turns out that separation can be so calm.

"Okay, mother is gone, and mother will come to see you next year." Ye Yaoguang smiled and rubbed his face against him.

This time, Ye Yaoguang walked away with unprecedented ease, and he really waved goodbye to Guangming with a smile in his heart.

"Am I really ashamed?" Leaving her son's sight, Ye Yaoguang thought of Cai Cai's behavior and felt ashamed to face others.

"Not everyone can see through life and death, you are just human." Wen Tingzhan comforted in a low voice.

"I'm not even as good as a four-year-old child." Ye Yaoguang became more and more uncomfortable as he thought about it.

"He is a disciple of the Buddha. Last year, he was unenlightened. His understanding and wisdom are unmatched. Once he is enlightened, he will draw inferences from one instance. Don't treat him as an ordinary child." Guangming's wisdom, Wen Tingzhan He felt scared, but he was not surprised. As early as the day before yesterday when he talked with Guangming, he had discovered that he had at least the wisdom of a teenager.

"Well, I will never fool him again, his eyes are too bright."

(End of this chapter)