The maid is the queen

Chapter 12 under the sign

On the last night, I stayed by Mother's side all night, closing my eyes and caressing Mother's face carefully, remembering it in my heart, engraving it in my bones, and making up for the blankness of nothing.

Mother went anyway, with a peaceful face and a kind smile.

I buried my mother with the money Zhang Xibao gave me, and the paper money was scattered in all directions by the wind. I was lonely and pitiful in the new grave. From then on, I was the only one left alone.

I was terrified in my heart, like a lonely bird, I was afraid of home, I didn't dare to go back and face the dead emptiness.

But I had nowhere to go, and when it was almost dark, my heart throbbed with pain and panic.

I left the grave in despair, and ran to Shiliting in one breath, and it was already dark.

Yeniao's desolate cry is so harmonious with her heart.

I'd rather spend the night here alone than go back. I'm afraid of seeing thousands of lights and family reunions. I'm the loneliest person in this world, and no one loves me anymore.

I'm the only one left, I'm the only one left.

The rising dawn is so dazzling, with scorching brilliance, that I dare not look directly at it.

My body was exhausted to the extreme, and my hair was scattered all over my face. I thought, I look like a lunatic now, my pupils are sore and swollen, and the lining of my clothes is torn and messy.

I stayed here all night and fled all night.

But when the sun rises, I still know that no one wants me anymore, and no one cares about whether I will go home or not.

The morning breeze, very cool and soft, gently soothed my lonely and sad heart.

The bells in the Temple of Mercy made me calm down slowly.

Let out a deep breath, I must live on, and live happily, so that my mother and father will be at ease.

There is no one in this world, and the sky will not fall down.

Yun Zhiqiu will be fine, mother, don't worry, she will live hard.

I looked at it in despair for a while, and some people said that if I shouted hard, I would roar away the unwillingness, loneliness and pain in my heart, but I didn't have any thoughts, and my throat was so rough that it seemed to be on fire.

The bell in the Mercy Temple was so clear and clear that I couldn't help but go further.

The Buddhist gate is clean, and the little nun in the temple has already cleaned the gate, a little incense washes away the vulgarity in the heart, and makes people feel pure and pious.

I knelt in front of Guanyin, but I didn't know what to say, what wish to make.

I think if Guanyin has a spirit, he must know what I am thinking.

"So someone came so early, Tang, I thought we were the first." A soft voice came into my ears.

I didn't look back, but I felt someone come in and kneel beside me.

A faint fragrance was blowing on her face, but the person next to her said: "The little girl's name is Mu Xue, please ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to manifest her spirit, so that Mu Xue's body will recover quickly."

"Benefactor, do you want to ask for a lottery?" The gentle old nun asked us: "Look at your own fortune, future, and future."

I don't know what my future is, there is nothing in front of me, and I can't see anything clearly.

The woman next to him sighed and said, "Master, I want to be healthy."

"Mu Xue, Guanyin will appear if you put some money in sesame oil." A soft voice rang out from behind.

The woman beside her then stood up, took off a pair of beautiful purple jade bracelets from her wrists and put them on the table, turned her head and said with a chuckle, "Is that right?"

I looked at the woman in front of me in amazement. She was wearing a white jacket and a long blue skirt. Her head hairpin was coiled like a cloud hairpin. A dark green hairpin was inserted obliquely. Her long willow eyebrows were full of delicate beauty. , slender eyelashes covered amber pupils, snow-white skin, vermilion lips parted slightly, a smile rippling.She doesn't need too many decorations, she is like the white and elegant iris, revealing her nobility and fragility.

She smiled, but looked past me and looked behind.

A really beautiful woman, Zensheng's beautiful smile is different from Zhang Xibao's beauty.

Zhang Xibao is glamorous and glamorous, she is elegant with frailty, occasionally, a few light coughs can tell that her health is not very good.

"Benefactor." The old nun asked me again: "Will you draw lots?"

I searched in my sleeve, and put all the banknotes I had left on the table.

The old nun shook his head and smiled gently: "Benefactor, there is no need for so many, a little care is enough."

I said seriously: "Master, please allow me to give so much. I finally know what I want to make just now. I want my mother and father to be happy on the cloud. You said, after 12 years, they It is also difficult to find each other, and the love is so heavy that ordinary things can be replaced."

She sighed aloud Amitabha and said: "Girl, think about it a little more. At this time, at that time, I think the girl is like a lucky person. Filial piety comes first, and the blessings of the girl's parents will be extended to the girl."

I don't understand what she said, she gave me and the unstained woman each a lottery.

The two sticks fell to the ground together, and the two sticks were exactly the same.

It's just that one lottery is the winning lottery, the second lottery is the lower lottery, and the two lots are stacked together, but it is not clear who is the winning lottery and who is the next lottery.

(End of this chapter)