Lure a wife into the game: the paranoid president is addicted to pets

Chapter 348

In January, it is already cold winter.

The snow-capped mountains in the cold winter are like a lying fairy covered with a white cassock.

The whole world seemed to be pure white.

The two mountain peaks are also surrounded by white mist.

Under the rugged mountain road at the end of Wufeng, a wisp of green smoke rose from the nunnery.This time was approaching lunch, and the female disciples in the nunnery took turns to take care of the meals.The few people whose turn it was today have already started to be busy.

Every day in the nunnery, meals are on time at noon, so Xiao Miaoyu will come to the dining room every time the time comes.

"Miaoyu, are you here to bring the auntie lunch again?" A senior sister asked with a smile.

I don't know since when, all the female disciples in the nunnery also used to call the female pilgrim who came to hide from the world "Shigu", maybe because Xiao Miaoyu always called it this way.As time went on, everyone shouted like her.

It's just that until today, the female disciples still don't know the name of that aunt, and no one has spoken to that aunt.Although Shigu came here, it has been nearly a year.However, the female disciples were lucky enough to see the real face of the aunt one after another, and they couldn't describe it in words.

According to Xiao Miaoyu, it really looks like the exiled immortal in the painting in the master's Zen room.

Under the peach blossom tree outside the Fusheng Pagoda, Shigu loves to sit there most.Sometimes, he drank up the peach blossom wine sent by the villagers.Sometimes, just sit there and sleep.Sometimes, she holds a Buddhist scripture in her hand, and she can read it all afternoon.

The aunt never made a sound, and she didn't know how to say hello when she saw others passing by, she just went about her own business alone.It seemed that everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her, and she was even more extraordinary than these female disciples.

Occasionally, some female disciples couldn't help being curious and went up to talk to her, but the aunt only smiled and went straight into the Fusheng Pagoda.

Because of this, another Dingxian master in the nunnery would occasionally mention that the six senses of monks are pure and free from desires, and they will not be disturbed by the outside world when they worship the Buddha devoutly. This kind of tranquility is not as good as this elder sister.

The female disciples were ashamed, and when they saw this senior aunt again after a long time, no one dared to offend easily, but they felt a little respect in their hearts.

At this moment, Xiao Miaoyu nodded and said, "Amitabha, Senior Sister, is lunch ready for today?"

"It's been prepared a long time ago, I'll put it in the food box for you!" The senior sister responded with a smile while preparing.

Xiao Miaoyu naturally waited obediently.

Every time at this time, several other senior sisters would joke with Xiao Miaoyu, and one of them asked, "Miaoyu, did Senior Aunt speak today?"

"No." Xiao Miaoyu replied as usual.

"Not again." The female disciples no longer felt lost and surprised, as if this was a perfectly normal thing.

It's just that some people were confused, "Maybe Shigu really can't speak."

Maybe Shigu is actually a mute.

Otherwise, nearly a year will pass, how can we keep silent.

The female disciples had some reason to think about it, but Xiao Miaoyu said seriously, "Auntie can talk!"

Everyone had asked Miaoyu before, so they learned from her that the aunt had also spoken, but only once.

"Miaoyu, you must have heard it wrong." The senior sister said with a smile, thinking that Miaoyu is still young, and it is normal to mishear.

Miaoyu shook her head, "When my aunt was talking that day, my wife was also there. Could it be that my teacher got it wrong? Amitabha, monks don't tell lies!"

"Amitabha!" When the teacher was mentioned, all the female disciples respected and loved them, and they dared not have any objections.

Another senior sister had already prepared the food box for her, Xiao Miaoyu held out her hand, thanked her and turned to leave.

Everyone watched the little figure disappear at the end, and the Floating Life Pagoda stood majestically in the forest.

The sky is so vast, and the snow has fallen more violently this year than in previous years.

……

Xiao Miaoyu carried the food box and went straight to the Fusheng Pagoda after leaving the nunnery.

In the early morning, someone had already swept the cobbled road lightly, and it had already dried up in the sun.Immediately, a road was vacated, Xiao Miaoyu had long been used to this road, and came to the tower happily.

The little man stepped forward, raised his hand to knock on the door, and shouted again, "Amitabha, Auntie, I'm here to bring you food."

After waiting for a while, although there was no response, the door opened from the inside.

After the woman opened the door, Xiao Miaoyu immediately thanked her and slipped in.

The inside of the Fusheng Pagoda is very warm, a heater is used inside the tower, and the fire is roasted with charcoal, so it will not be too cold.

Xiao Miaoyu rubbed her hands and put down the food box, "Master, eat quickly, otherwise it won't taste good if it gets cold."

While talking, he opened the food box for her and laid out the meals one by one.The woman suddenly approached, took her hand, and held it in front of her eyes.

Xiao Miaoyu saw that her hands were already red, probably because the road was frozen by the wind when she came here just now.

Afraid she would be worried, Xiao Miaoyu immediately said, "Master Aunt, I don't feel any pain at all."

The woman took her hand and let her sit by the fire to warm her hands.

Xiao Miaoyu didn't move anymore, but still shouted, "Auntie, then you have to eat the food yourself, if there are leftovers, the Bodhisattva will be unhappy if he finds out."

The woman sat down on a chair and began to eat quietly.

Seeing that she really ate obediently, Xiao Miaoyu smiled happily.When she warms her hands by the fire and has nothing to do, she likes to talk about those interesting things, such as the scenery around the nunnery, "Cangdou Peak and Ye Quanfeng are both covered with ice, and the fairy snow mountain is also closed. The New Year is coming soon." Now, on New Year's Eve, will my aunt recite scriptures with us until dawn..."

This kind of soliloquy is common, Xiao Miaoyu just talks, and the woman just listens.

I don't know how long it took, the food was finished, Xiao Miaoyu also stopped talking, saw that the dishes were clean, and replied again, "Now the Bodhisattva will not be unhappy."

The end of the year is approaching, and a mountain road has been blocked by white snow.

The other mountain road leading to the village can be walked, and the villagers sent a lot of vegetables and fruits to supply the nunnery for the winter.

Every New Year's Eve, Master Dinghui leads a group of female disciples to chant scriptures and watch the night.

This year, on this night, Master Dinghui led the crowd to recite sutras until eleven o'clock at night, and his younger sister, Master Dingxian, continued to lead the recitation.

After leaving the nunnery, Master Dinghui went to the Fusheng Pagoda silently with the lamp in his hand.

In the courtyard in front of the pagoda, the peach blossoms are empty, but the plum blossoms are cool and beautiful.

Under the flower tree, there is a snowman.

I don't know who piled it up, and when the teacher entered the tower, I saw that Xiao Miaoyu had already fallen asleep on that bed.And the woman is leaning against the window, looking at the snow scene outside, and also looking at the snowman.

The teacher stepped forward and sat down, just turning the beads and chanting silently.

But suddenly, I heard the woman suddenly say, "Master, do you want to hear it, what happened to that story afterwards."

After nearly a year, she finally spoke out again, and she also took the initiative to tell, and the teacher smiled kindly.

During the snowy night, she said leisurely, "Later, he also built a snowman with me..."

The fireworks that year bloomed so beautifully.

It is more beautiful than any flower in this world.

……

Right inside the Fusheng Pagoda, the stove is warm, and the world is snowing in the winter night. Such beautiful snowflakes fall on the world that is already covered in white.

The teacher listened quietly and listened to her telling everything afterwards, "Many people were there that day. In fact, I didn't make it with him. We just watched from the side. When the snowman was finished, we had a snowstorm. battle……"

"He accompanied me to car practice, acted as a coach for me, and took me to buy fireworks. He bought a whole store of fireworks, and lit them one by one in the yard. At that time, Zhao's mother still cared about money. , asked us why we bought so many, but he actually cheated, saying that I wanted to buy..."

She muttered about those happy things, and suddenly said, "But the fireworks are so short, he left suddenly, obviously he told me, let me wait for him..."

How long is the waiting process, just like Rui Nian waiting for a beginner's lesson, waiting until he can't see it.

She was silent for a while, the smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly faded, and those beautiful moments disappeared in an instant, and she said again, "I waited, but he taught me a truth-the soldier never tires of cheating!"

"I was fooled by myself, and I still have to go to him..." She was in a daze, and then said, "When I see him again, he is already such a high-ranking and important person, so far away from me..."

"Actually, I always felt that he was far away from me, but sometimes, I felt that he was very close. Later, when I thought about it, it was probably my own illusion..."

Speaking of this, the teacher finally said, "Everything is not a delusion."

"Yeah..." the woman responded, "It's not an illusion, in fact, he approached me for a purpose at that time, but I still couldn't help but approached him again, even though I kept telling myself that it shouldn't be..."

"At that time, I didn't think that there would be a result, that he and I would have a result..." Her whispered words, like the sound of the wind in a snowy night, whizzed past the bottom of her heart.

"But we have experienced so many things together, I can count every one of them..." Her voice became more distant and long, as if recalling the past in the long river of time, suddenly feeling a little helpless Look straight ahead, because in the end, it turned out to be nothing but nothing.

"He and I will have a son, and that child will be my and his child..." Her beautiful and clear eyes were filled with bewilderment, but also a hint of uncontrollable joy.

The teacher continued, "Everything in the world has a cause and an effect, and the same is true for people."

"What you said is correct, it is the cause I planted, and the fruit I reaped..." She responded, her eyes became dazed, "So, I was the one who harmed that child, and I was the one who harmed my child." , I am a sinner..."

The teacher saw her in so much pain, she immediately said again, "Amitabha, the gods have the virtue of loving life, since it is conceived and born, it is not a sin, but the beginning of life. Since you have given life, you have given hope. "

"Is that so..." the woman murmured.

"The poor nun has seen many female pilgrims come to pray for the safety and health of their children. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for their children. The love of a mother is really touching." The teacher replied slowly.

The woman was stunned for a while, then moved her lips and said, "I originally wanted to give the child a happy home, and tried my best to give him a happy home. But this idea, because of his betrayal and giving up, was just like this. Broken."

"I almost became his wife..." She smiled, but there was no smile on her face, only a long loneliness remained, "In order to marry him and be with him, I tried my best I tried everything, but in the end I was only betrayed..."

It is almost impossible to hide it, and it shows deeply from the bottom of the eyes.

How deep was the love in the past, and the hatred must be engraved in my heart.

……

The teacher looked at her, the candle was still burning faintly, and there was a faint warmth, but she looked sad, and said to herself, "Even my mother, my father, I wholeheartedly thought they were people who could get close, It's nothing but concealment and sympathy..."

"My mother, since I was a child, told me not to fight or grab, and I listened to her. I just want her to be happy, as long as she is at ease. My father, since I was a child, hated me and didn't like me. I thought I was not good enough. Desperately trying to make myself the best..."

"I have an elder brother, whom I have known since I was a child. I always remember all the good things he did to me, but he pushed me into the abyss..."

"Later, I met a lot of people, and each of them was either ridiculed or ridiculed. It seemed that I, as a person, always owed them, and owed a lot..."

"When he was about to leave me, I admitted it, I really admitted it, I thought about taking my child to start life again, returning to my own city to start again..." Her throat seemed to be choked "However, when I thought I could start over, I found that my world has been turned upside down."

"Father is no longer father, home is not home, and I am actually the daughter of my mother and a stranger..." She hesitated, her smile was almost like crying, "My child, the former mother turned out to be my half-brother!" My sister, my father is actually his enemy, they all want to compete for the child, I have become a pawn again!"

She spoke eloquently, but her words were incoherent because they were too messy, and she didn't know if others understood, but she just kept talking.

The teacher moved the beads peacefully, her eyes were always soft, looking at the woman in extreme pain in front of her.Seeing her trapped in the vortex, she covered her face with her hands, unable to face...

The teacher stopped the beads, her hand stretched out towards her, and gently landed on her head, just like the Buddha who loves the world.

She raised her head, her eyes couldn't tell who was who, the world had already been turned upside down, she asked, wanting to find a result, "Why did they treat me like this! Why did he treat me like this? Being let down like this? Could it be that my existence is to accept all these betrayals!"

"How is the Buddha merciful! The Buddha is too cruel to me—!" She said sharply, but she was so helpless, like a person who climbed mountains and waded to seek scriptures, but never reached the other shore.

The teacher just stared at her with a pair of soft eyes, "Do you understand now?"

understand what?
Understand what you have suffered, why?
She wants to be in such pain and misery, to be betrayed by the one she loves, to be abandoned by this world...

She was stunned for a moment, and she began to think about it, thinking about all of them, thinking of all of them, and even more thinking of him...

If she could have predicted today's result when they met for the first time, she would only understand.

The ending of the story, later on, she knew——

It turns out that they don't love you, they just don't love you.

It's not that he doesn't love you, it's just that he doesn't love you.

……

This night, on New Year's Eve, Mrs. Tai stayed in the Fusheng Pagoda and never left.

The teacher did not leave until the first day of the next day.

None of the female disciples knew why the teacher went there last night, and why she stayed all night without leaving.

Only asked about Miaoyu, only she was there at that time.

Early in the morning, Xiao Miaoyu yawned, and she replied confusedly, "Amitabha, it seems that my aunt and my wife talked all night..."

"How do you know?" The senior sister asked in confusion.

Xiao Miaoyu replied, "I woke up in the middle of my sleep, and then I heard my aunt's voice, my teacher was talking with her..."

The teacher has always been compassionate, but it is rare to accompany someone to talk about dawn in the middle of the night.All along, the master would let those who are in pain fall asleep first.Once a person sleeps, he will be at peace. Only in this way can a heart take a rest.But the teacher made an exception, probably because that person couldn't let go of his extreme hatred.

What kind of past could make that aunt confide in such pain that she couldn't stop all night?
Everyone asked again, but how could Xiao Miaoyu know these things, she slept in a daze, and only heard a few words when she woke up occasionally.

But he didn't listen at all, so he changed his position and continued to sleep.

"Amitabha, I don't know, I really don't know..." Xiao Miaoyu could only answer the group of senior sisters in this way, and when she was questioned again, she could only say, "Next time my senior aunt talks to my teacher again, I will definitely answer immediately." Wake up, listen to them carefully, and then tell the senior sisters everything you heard..."

How dare you!
I broke the taboo of a monk, and even offended my teacher!

In fact, all the female disciples always felt that she was lonely and lonely because they cared about that aunt.

Xiao Miaoyu seemed to be in a bright mood, "Amitabha, senior sisters, I am not lying, senior sisters can speak!"

Everyone thought again, it's a good thing that Shigu is willing to speak.

Xiao Miaoyu spread her small hands, and the female disciples were a little stunned. The little girl showed a sweet smile and said, "When will you give me the red bean paste buns that senior sisters owe me?"

Only then did the female disciples remember that because the aunt could not speak, they joked that when the aunt spoke, they would give her bean paste buns.It's just because Xiao Miaoyu is greedy for food, but bean paste buns are not easy to get.

During the Chinese New Year, I finally got some red bean paste, and the female disciples made sweet buns, and now I gave them all to her.

Xiao Miaoyu is very clever. She comes here every day to ask for two, one for herself and the other for her aunt. "My aunt likes to eat peach blossom cakes, and she also likes to eat bean paste buns."

Xiao Miaoyu was holding the steamed stuffed bun, and went to the Fusheng Pagoda.

In winter, the sun hangs high in the sky, and it is warm during the day. Xiao Miaoyu saw her aunt coming out of the pagoda.

After the peach blossoms stopped blooming, the plum blossoms bloomed for another season.

Xiao Miaoyu saw that the two seemed to be talking, so she didn't dare to disturb her, she just stood quietly.It's just that at this position, I can still hear my aunt's voice. She moved her steps, wanting to get closer to my aunt...

Then, I heard the aunt say, "Master, please forgive me. I only recognize one master in my life. Although I don't anymore, I don't want to recognize the second one."

The teacher wants to recognize the teacher as an apprentice?Xiao Miaoyu felt a little curious, and the teacher said calmly, "Since this is the case, I won't force you. It's just that you live here, you must have a name."

Xiao Miaoyu thought again, her aunt has been here for so long, she still doesn't know her name!
In the next second, the aunt had already said, "Please give me a name, Mrs."

The teacher thought for a while and said, "You have had a lot of troubles in the first half of your life, and I hope you will live peacefully in the second half of your life. From now on, you will be called worry-free."

"Thank you, Ma'am." She thanked her in response.

Xiao Miaoyu rolled her pitch-black eyes and shouted with a smile, "Master Aunt's name is Wuyou!"

……

"Who is your red bean paste bun for?" She turned around and asked, and the teacher also looked at Miaoyu with a smile.

Xiao Miaoyu was a little nervous when she heard her aunt talking to her, and she stepped forward happily and said, "Auntie likes to eat steamed stuffed buns!"

The teacher knows that the little girl likes to eat sweets, "Is it you who like it, or your aunt?"

Xiao Miaoyu didn't dare to lie, "Doesn't Master Aunt like to eat?"

She reached out, took one of them and bit down.

Seeing this scene, the teacher smiled and went down the mountain.

Xiao Miaoyu was still by Shigu's side, and they moved two wooden chairs together, sat in the sun and basked in the sun, while eating bean paste buns, "Shigu, is it delicious?"

"Ah."

"Auntie, your name sounds really nice."

"Really?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Miaoyu nodded, and saw her aunt smiling again, "Yu'er's name is also very nice."

Xiao Miaoyu's heart was full of joy now, and the aunt smiled at her again!

But after a while, the bean paste buns were finished, and Xiao Miaoyu asked, "Master, does your back still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore," she replied.

"Why doesn't Shigu recognize Shitai as her master? Who is Shigu's master?" Xiao Miaoyu still remembered what happened just now, so she finally asked.

But I saw my aunt looking at the plum blossom tree in front of me, there might be a fairy on the tree, that's why my aunt looked at it so intently.

Xiao Miaoyu heard her say, "I don't have a master anymore."

Why not?

Xiao Miaoyu still wanted to ask, but the aunt said to her, "Yu'er, let's pick plum blossoms and make plum blossom cakes!"

……

The plum blossom cake in winter is very well made by Shigu.

In the small kitchen inside the Fusheng Pagoda, Shigu took care of it alone, accompanied by Xiao Miaoyu, and the two studied while studying.Finally made the first plum cake, Xiao Miaoyu immediately took it to taste, and the aunt was sitting beside her.

Throughout the end of winter, the two of them worked together to make pastries repeatedly. When spring came, all the plum blossoms were picked.

Xiao Miaoyu brought the plum blossom cake to the senior sisters to try it out, and everyone really praised it after tasting it.

Who would have thought that Shigu's craftsmanship was so good, so she asked Xiao Miaoyu to bring some more.

Xiao Miaoyu went back and forth between the temple and the Fusheng Pagoda, and she was a little proud of it in her heart. This is the pastry she made with her aunt.

When I came to the small kitchen, I told my aunt about the matter, and my aunt took the food box and filled it with many plum cakes for her to send to the nunnery.

Xiao Miaoyu was about to leave, after walking a few steps, she stopped and turned back again.

She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Miaoyu stood in front of her, and said to her solemnly, "Auntie's master must have treated you badly, that's why Auntie doesn't want him, right?"

She was slightly taken aback, and Xiao Miaoyu said again, "Don't be afraid, Auntie, I'll take care of you."

Is there really reincarnation in this world?

One person loses the other, but there is always another person who warms people's hearts.

Maybe God didn't treat her too coldly.

……

One year, the plum blossoms are all gone, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom one after another.

Everything in the nunnery remains the same, but there are some differences from the past.

For example, that Aunt Wuyou who lives in the Fusheng Pagoda, she also smiles when she sees people.Although still reticent, but no longer deserted.The pastries she made by herself are very delicious. After the plum blossom cake, the peach blossom cake is also very good.

When the women in the village came to present peach blossom wine and peach blossom cakes, they also tasted a portion from Xiao Miaoyu's hands, and they couldn't help but praise them again and again.

When the woman wanted to taste another piece, Xiao Miaoyu smiled and said, "Amitabha, the almsgiver mainly wants to taste again, so please exchange it with peach blossom wine."

Everyone was stunned when they heard that, the little girl actually asked for peach blossom wine?

This wine is used to worship the flower god, besides, what is she doing after asking for it?
In the end, Xiao Miaoyu said, "Master Aunt asked me to ask for it."

Only then did the female disciples realize that it was the aunt Wuyou who ordered Xiao Miaoyu to come.It's hard to say at the moment, she is the aunt who was never accepted by the teacher, but was given her name by herself.

The woman couldn't stop Xiao Miaoyu's cuteness, so she immediately gave her peach blossom wine, but Xiao Miaoyu didn't agree, "Amitabha, my aunt said that you can exchange the same for the same, and you can't take it for nothing."

Xiao Miaoyu wanted to get peach blossom wine, so she excitedly went to see her aunt.

The aunt got the wine and sat under the peach tree to drink again.

But this time she didn't get drunk again, she just drank the pot of wine just watching the peach blossoms fade away.

During the peach blossom season of this year, some good men and women came here to tell their sorrows, and the female disciples welcomed them kindly and opened the door of convenience.

However, in the hall of that temple, besides the teacher, there was another person behind the curtain.

It was the first time for Aunt Wuyou to leave the Fusheng Pagoda and come to the nunnery.

Shigu was wearing a bamboo hat, the white gauze fell to cover her face, she was dressed in plain green clothes, and she came quietly every time.

After arriving, she accompanied the master in the temple, listening to the sorrowful hearts of good men and women.There are so many sad people in the world. Although their stories are different, the ending seems to be the same.

At the end of each day, the teacher would ask back, "What's your experience today."

She was silent for a while and replied, "Those who hurt them are all heartless people, all of them value interests, and take their feelings so lightly."

The repeated listening lasted for several months, from peach blossom season to summer.

The teacher asks the same question every day, and her answer is similar, lamenting for those good men and women who complain about injustice, and hating the world's ruthless and ungrateful.

Until one day, a woman who was abandoned by her husband came to cry, it was really desolate.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak, and said from behind the curtain, "Since you think he treats you badly, and you hate him so much, why do you still come to ask, do you want to go back and take care of him now?"

It turned out that after the woman's husband abandoned his wife and son, he lost all his wealth and fell seriously ill.The woman's family ordered and warned her not to agree to her giving her private money to the man.But the woman thought about it, but still couldn't let it go.

At this moment, the strange woman cried and shouted, "Although I hate him, I always remember the time when he treated me well. My family members said that he always treated me with hypocrisy, that's why he behaved like this at the end. I'm cruel and heartless, but I just can't do nothing to save him when he's about to die..."

"Bodhisattva is merciful, Buddha save me, master, please show me a clear way..." The woman kowtowed continuously, mistaking her who was speaking for Master Dinghui.

She finally lost her voice, and this time it was the teacher's voice that sounded, "Everything is according to your heart, everything is according to your heart, you are at ease in your heart, everything is at your own pace."

"As you wish..." The woman was still fidgeting as she read these four words.When I left, I was still obsessed with saving or not.

After the female benefactor left, the teacher still asked, "What's your experience today."

She was silent for a long time, but she asked back, "Master, why did she go to save him?"

Although the female benefactor just now didn't express her final decision, the result is already clear. She just came here to seek peace of mind, to get some instructions from the Buddha, and seek some comfort from the teacher, so that she can help without hesitation.

The teacher smiled and said, "Water is water if you look at it, but water is not water if you look at it. In fact, water is still the same. It depends on how you look at it. What others see is the cruelty of the husband of the female benefactor, but what she sees is that her husband used to be cruel. She's good."

Can you just deny it because of the ending, and there was never a trace of good in the past?

She was silent, but began to ponder the question.

But suddenly there was a glimmer of understanding, coming from the bottom of her heart, she said softly, "It used to really exist."

Those little things couldn't stop her from attacking my heart.The happy expectations that I once had were offset and dissipated because of the huge trauma.

But in fact, it really existed.

……

When September came this year, Xiao Miaoyu came to tell my aunt something, "Auntie, my wife said that I am going down the mountain to study."

She looked at Xiao Miaoyu, her pink and jade-carved face was half bright and half melancholy, she couldn't help laughing and asked, "Are you happy or unhappy?"

"Happy, not happy..." Xiao Miaoyu replied.

She seemed to be able to understand the little girl's happiness. After all, she was still young, and she was full of longing for everything in the world of mortals. "Why are you unhappy?"

"If I go to study, no one will come to talk to my aunt." Xiao Miaoyu said with her lips pursed.

But she smiled, gently pulled her little hand up and promised, "Master is here waiting for you to come back."

Only then did Xiao Miaoyu raise her smiling face. She looked at the child's innocent appearance, and suddenly another innocent face appeared in her mind, "It's time for Xiaobao to start school too..."

"Auntie, who is Xiaobao?" This is the first time Xiao Miaoyu heard about it, and she said cleverly, "I know, Xiaobao is Auntie's child!"

She was a little stunned, and then smiled, "How do you know everything? The Buddha told me?"

"I heard my aunt said that she has a child..." Xiao Miaoyu said truthfully, and asked again, "Auntie, Xiaobao, the little benefactor, also wants to study?"

"of course."

"Is the little benefactor a male benefactor or a female benefactor?"

"It's different from you."

"Then I can't come to live in the nunnery." Xiao Miaoyu felt a little regretful, and asked more and more curiously, "Does he look as good-looking as Shigu?"

Do you look good...

Suddenly, the child's face was clearly reflected, it was a facial features that were not fully opened even though they were young.

But he has a pair of heroic phoenix eyes and two thick eyebrows, he is indeed a beautiful boy that is rare in the world.

In fact, in terms of appearance alone, she doesn't look like her, but looks very much like that person...

When the memory came back, she looked at Xiao Miaoyu, but she heard the child say decisively, "It must be very beautiful!"

At this moment, no longer hiding and avoiding, she admitted with a smile.

……

When September came, Xiao Miaoyu followed the village women down the mountain to study.

Since the nunnery is far away from the village, he lives in the school from Monday to Friday.The villagers in the village are very simple and treat Xiao Miaoyu very well.When Saturday morning, Xiao Miaoyu hurried back to the nunnery.

Children who have been wandering in the mountains since they were young can walk no less than adults. They walked for more than half a day without stopping, and arrived at the nunnery in the afternoon.

After Xiao Miaoyu returned to the nunnery, she first went to kowtow to her teacher, and then went to see her teacher immediately.

Inside the Fusheng Pagoda, Xiao Miaoyu's favorite pastry was already placed on the table.

Xiao Miaoyu walked out of the ancient pagoda holding the sugar cake in her hands. In autumn, her aunt was sitting under a tree reading Buddhist scriptures.She didn't make a sound, just holding white sugar cakes, sitting on the threshold of the entrance and exit of the ancient pagoda, quietly glanced at Master Aunt, and took another bite of the cakes.

After eating the cakes, Xiao Miaoyu sat down at the stone table in the yard and started doing her homework, holding the book bag that the teacher had made for her.

After quietly doing her homework for a while, Xiao Miaoyu couldn't help biting the tip of her pen.

She inadvertently glanced sideways and glanced at the little girl, seeing her serious face but puzzled.Walking over gently, came to her side and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Miaoyu was finally discouraged and said, "Amitabha, Auntie, this math problem is so difficult."

It made her startled, the Buddhism is pure, and she hasn't heard of this for a long time, let alone a math problem.It would make people feel a little out of place, but Xiao Miaoyu in front of her was very distressed by this.

She looked down, it was just a simple calculation, but for Xiao Miaoyu who had never been to kindergarten, it might be a bit difficult.

She pointed at the title of the exercise book, "Think about it another way..."

"..." Xiao Miaoyu listened carefully to the teacher's aunt's lecture, and she understood it immediately. She said in surprise, "Senior aunt, I understand!"

Immediately wrote down the answer to the question in the notebook, and then looked up, Xiao Miaoyu's eyes were full of admiration, "Auntie, your math is good!"

"..." She smiled, and tapped the table lightly with her finger, "Continue to do it."

Xiao Miaoyu nodded, and she sat back under the tree.

This time, Xiao Miaoyu put down the math problem and picked up another answer booklet.In the middle of the result, I was stunned again. I didn't know how to pronounce the word. I tried to make a sound, but I just couldn't pronounce it.

After finally pronouncing the pronunciation, a female voice corrected it, and Xiao Miaoyu was surprised, "Auntie! Your pronunciation is as good as our English teacher!"

The aunt just smiled there, Xiao Miaoyu immediately picked up the book and ran to the aunt, "Auntie, teach me to read."

As a result, the leisurely weekend afternoon became a private temporary teaching class.After reading all the words in a verse, Xiao Miaoyu recited with confidence, "Amitabha, when I go down the mountain and go back to school tomorrow, the little benefactors will not laugh at me."

She picked up a feather fan and fanned Xiao Miaoyu.

Although it is autumn, the weather still has a trace of residual heat.

"Auntie, why do you know everything?" Xiao Miaoyu asked excitedly again, "It must be that Auntie often taught Xiaobao to be a benefactor before?"

But the aunt said, "Xiaobao never needs me to teach."

Xiao Miaoyu was extremely surprised, and said in frustration, "Amitabha, I'm so stupid."

She smiled.

After studying, Xiao Miaoyu felt a little sleepy, she fell asleep on the blanket spread out above the grass, "Master, do you want a little benefactor?"

The little girl murmured, she had already fallen asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

A thin light fell from the shade of the trees, and she raised her head to look at the clear sky, but her thoughts had already flown across the sky.

Repeatedly, until the end.

……

Soon, ushered in the third year——

In the spring of the third year, Aunt Wuyou was still invited by the teacher to the nunnery to listen to the sufferings of devout men and women.

On this day, an ordinary-looking man came to the nunnery. The man was over fifty.More than half of his life has passed, and he said in such a lonely male voice, "Master, I have lived my life until today, it is really too ordinary..."

"I have nothing to do, I have nothing to do. I am neither married nor have children. I have never loved or hated anyone..." The male benefactor told his first half of his life, and it turned out to be as ordinary as he said, so mediocre, and even more so. A little desolate, "How much I want to, I can love once, even if I hate once..."

Behind the curtain, the teacher listened to the grief of the benefactor.

She also heard it.

The male benefactor kept asking, "A person like me, what's the point of living? What's the point?"

"The poor nun also wants to ask the benefactor a question, why are there so many regrets in this world?" the teacher asked aloud.

The male benefactor thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he finally had to ask for advice, "Please tell me, my teacher."

"This is a whirling world, and whirling has regrets. Without regrets, no matter how much happiness is given to you, you will not experience happiness." The teacher replied with a smile.

But she sat on the side, but was already stunned.

At some point, the male benefactor had already left.

I don't know when, there was no figure in front of the curtain, and when she came back to her senses, she only heard the teacher asking, "What's your experience today."

But she was thinking, thinking about all those things, thinking about that person just now, why did she still want to get this love and hate...

She sat there and asked softly, "Master, why do people love and hate?"

Even though I wanted to escape [-] times, to no longer be at the mercy of emotions, to forget everything, to never exist in this world, but in the end I found out that in fact, she loves her to the bone and hates to the bone...

The teacher smiled slightly, "People in the world come to ask the Buddha, they all want to seek relief. In fact, letting go is not to make people love and hate. In life, if you love, you will love, and if you hate, you will hate. This is all good fortune."

Yes, love is love, hate is hate.

Mansheng closed her eyes, and she bowed devoutly, "I am willing to accompany the Buddha's voice for the rest of my life, and ask my master to shave me."

The flowers covered by the years bloom, everything is like a fleeting moment to achieve a life.

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in life, let them say goodbye one by one.

In this life, it doesn't matter if you can't forget it, or you can't let it go.

They just, didn't love you to the end.

He just didn't love you to the end.

(End of this chapter)