Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 68 Temple Fair

Yuan shi dressed up specially when she went out today. She was dressed in a blue dress, with a silver hairpin on her head, two strands of blue hair hanging by her ears, and a little powder on her face to cover the fine lines around her eyes. , the whole person looks several years younger, walking with Yang Chunming, not like a mother and son, more like a brother and sister, if it weren't for Yuan Shi combing a woman's hairpin, I am afraid that there will be many "chance encounters" on the road students.

Yuan's background is good, and the wind and sun all year round have not brought about any unnecessary changes except that the skin is no longer smooth. Now that she puts on a dress, she walks like a lady, with lotus steps lightly moving, revealing the whole body's style undoubtedly.

But at this time, Yuan Shi was not in the mood to think about these things. Looking at the Qingyun Temple getting closer, Yuan Shi felt more and more nervous. Many tiny beads of sweat appeared in his hands unconsciously, and he soaked the handkerchief in his hand. wet.

Clutching the handkerchief tightly in both hands, Yuan Shi turned her head to look at Yang Chunming behind her, frowning lightly, and her tone was full of worry, "Brother Ming'er, I'm going to Qingyun Temple soon, my mother's heart is beating so fast, when I arrive If time disturbs the Buddha, what should we do?"

Yang Chunming didn't expect his mother to say such words, raised his head to look at Yuan Shi, smiled and comforted, "Mother, it's okay, you see, there is a pavilion not far ahead of us to take a rest, mother, let's go I'm too tired, if not, how about we take a rest?"

Yang Chunming looked at the beads of sweat on Yuan's ears, thinking it was her mother who was too tired, looked around, saw an empty pavilion, and suggested to Yuan.

Because Qingyun Temple has a unique geographical location and there is no place for tourists to rest around, a small pavilion will always be built not far from the steps for pilgrims to rest.The small pavilion that Yang Chunming saw before was this general place. Although the inside was a bit crude, it was still a good place to stop and rest.

At this time, Yuan Shi was covering her chest with her hand, her face was a little ugly. Ever since she climbed the steps, her chest has been throbbing non-stop. Yuan Shi agreed without thinking, "Mother, it's fine, let's take a rest first, and then we will start."

"My son understands." Yang Chunming answered with his head down, stretched out his hand to support Yuan's arm, and helped Yuan to the pavilion beside him, then took out the handkerchief in his cuff and put it on the stone bench, and helped Yuan to sit After getting down, he lifted his green shirt and sat down opposite Yuan.

"Mother, are you feeling better now?" Yang Chunming looked at Yuan's pale lips, feeling a little worried.

"It's much better, brother Ming'er, mother is fine." Yuan Shi raised her head and smiled at Yang Chunming, then turned her head and followed the path the two of them had come to before, looking down the mountain. On the way here, Yuan Shi encountered many people worshiping Buddha The pilgrims offering incense, whether from poor or rich families, with happy or painful expressions on their faces, can see all kinds of life at a glance.Yuan Shi is an ordinary person, so she is naturally one of these people. Thinking of the purpose of today's trip... Yuan Shi lightly gritted her teeth, feeling a little tangled up, worried that her heart would be confused, and her wish would come to nothing...

That's all, Yuan Shi gently closed her eyes, and said in her heart: Yuan Zhifang's life has been smooth, she is asking for nothing but Buddha to open his eyes, bless her son's high school, and avenge her Yuan family's grievances. Yuan Zhifang will be reunited with her family one day, and she will not be ashamed of the Yuan family's ancestors...

"Minger, let's go," Yuan said softly, her eyes fell on the busy crowd looking at the distance, her mind was spinning, she didn't know what to think.

When Yang Chunming heard Yuan Shi's words, he thought that Yuan Shi had rested enough, and didn't ask why. He just got up and supported Yuan Shi's arm, and the two left the pavilion, and then climbed up the steps...

The two walked slowly while talking.The pedestrians around him came and went, which made Yuan Shi not as nervous as before, and gradually relaxed his nerves.When the two came to Qingyun Temple, they suddenly found that there were many people in front of them. They both looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Mother, why don't we... go to line up first?" Yang Chunming hesitated for a moment, although he wanted to say go back, but looking at his mother's resolute expression, it might be difficult to agree.

Yuan Shi didn't notice Yang Chunming's expression, looked at the crowd in front of her, just nodded her head and said, "That's okay." The master Ming'an she wanted to see was in the temple, but now he's outside the temple, how could she be willing to go back like this?What's more about Brother Ming'er... She also wants Master Ming'an to help him take a look. After all, she doesn't know if Master Ming'an will still be there at the temple fair next year?
The mother and son stood at the end of the line with their own thoughts. Although there were many people in front of them, with the help of many monks, they all lined up the long lines in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, the mother and son each breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Chunming relieved because he didn't worry about taking too long, and Yuan Shi relieved because he could see Master Ming'an earlier.

The team moved forward quickly, and the mother and son followed the team to visit the Bodhisattvas in various halls.

Every time Mrs. Yuan saw one, she would make three prostrations and nine prostrations. Those who were sincere could not be sincere. Yang Chunming followed. Although he claimed to be a scholar, he didn't believe in these ghosts and gods. Seeing her mother's appearance, Yang Chunming was influenced to salute obediently.

There is a strong sandalwood fragrance in the air in the lobby. Yang Chunming has a sensitive nose. After paying homage, he had to turn his head to cover his nose, for fear of disturbing the gods here with a sneeze. Although Yang Chunming didn't believe this, but at this moment, he looked at Yuan With a devout look on her face, she really hoped that the gods in this world could bless their family to live a long and safe life.

Kneeling on the futon, Yuan Shi untied a small purse from her waist after paying homage to the Bodhisattva. The purse was bulging, and Yuan Shi put it directly into the merit box.

Seeing the situation, Yang Chunming untied his purse and put it in the merit box.In the purse was half a tael of silver that Yuan Shi gave him yesterday, and Yuan Shi specially asked him to take it with him, and he never thought about it, so he will use it today.

After paying homage to the Bodhisattva and fulfilling their vows, the two Yuans each took out a bamboo stick from the lottery at the door. The monk in charge reminded that the lottery was released in another hall not far away. After thanking Yuan, he pulled Yang Chunming just go the other way...

As the monk said, the lobby at the front door is indeed the place to unravel the lottery. There are many more people here than before, and most of them are concentrated in one place. Yuan stood on tiptoe and looked in from the gap around In the end, she met the Master Ming’an who made her miss her so much. Yuan Shi pulled Yang Chunming excitedly and rushed over, “Brother Ming’er, Master Ming’an is right here, let’s go and line up quickly.” Yang Chunming walked through the dense crowd, holding Yang Chunming's hand and said excitedly.

Hearing his mother's words, Yang Chunming blurted out "Master Ming'an?" He couldn't believe it, couldn't he, isn't Master Ming'an traveling around the counties?Are you back now?

Yuan looked back at Yang Chunming, with a smile on her face, "Mother heard that Master Ming'an will host this year's temple fair, and it seems that the news is correct. Look, isn't this Master Ming'an?"

"No wonder" Yang Chunming suddenly realized, no wonder there are so many people here, it turned out to be Master Ming'an who solved the lottery, Master Ming'an is an eminent monk, even a scholar like him has heard of it.

When Yang Chunming was feeling emotional, Yuan Shi had already stood in his position, holding the bamboo stick he had drawn tightly in his hand, waiting for Master Ming'an's answer.

The team walked forward unhurriedly. Seeing the dwindling crowd in front of her, Yuan Shi became more and more excited, with beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. Back, until the field of vision is wide open, I saw the kind-hearted old monk behind the table.

Master Ming'an was sitting on a stool, and there was a square table in front of him. The untwisted bamboo sticks on it had been put into bamboo tubes, and the surface of the table looked smooth.

At this time, Master Ming'an was closing his eyes tightly, with one hand on his chest, and the other turning the sandalwood bead in his hand. He was reciting the Dharma in his mouth, and his white beard was drooping. Compared with ten years ago, Master Ming'an now looks even more Fairy style.Every movement is in the style of Buddhism.

At this moment, Yuan Shi's heart was surprisingly quiet, and all emotions such as nervousness and excitement disappeared.

"Master, long time no see." Yuan clasped his hands together and stood upright on his chest, then bowed his head in salute.

"Long time no see, Benefactor Yuan." An ethereal voice appeared in Yuan's ear, neither sad nor happy, neither static nor wavelike.

Yuan looked up at Master Ming'an who had opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Master Ming'an to still remember the woman after ten years of separation."

Master Ming'an's eyes are calm and calm, but he can see his heart at a glance. "The donor is kind, how can Ming'an be forgotten"

Yuan Shi smiled, didn't say anything, just handed the bamboo stick in his hand to Master Ming'an.

Ming An took Yuan's bamboo stick, gazed at it for a while, and then said, "The past is like the wind, and the cycle of karma, the donor should let it go." After Ming An finished speaking, he put his hands together, and said in his mouth, "Amitabha, goodness, goodness, cause and effect Reincarnation, retribution is not good, the donor's heart knot will be untied eventually, it's not that there is no retribution, the time has not come, the donor will see."

"That's it, then... Thank you, master, for your enlightenment, and the lady's thanks for that." Yuan clasped her hands together and let out a long sigh.

Is it time to let go?It's been ten years, no matter how big the grievance is, it's time to disappear, it's not that the time has not come, she... Yuan Zhifang, wait for that day!

"Benefactor, please mourn, cause and effect must have a cycle, so don't reveal too much." After Master Ming'an finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and invited Yuan Shi out.

"Thank you, master, the lady will remember." After Yuan Shi finished speaking, she turned around and exited the lobby after saluting.

When unwrapping the lottery, everyone was far away, so Yang Chunming didn't hear what his mother was talking about with Master Ming'an, but seeing his mother's tired but free and easy face when she left, he I knew that his mother's deep-seated heart settlement was untied.

Yang Chunming smiled knowingly, then walked up to Master Ming'an, and handed the bamboo stick in his hand to Master.

"Little benefactor, do you want to ask something?" Master Ming'an looked at the sign for a longer time than before, but he didn't directly say what the sign meant, but asked directly what he wanted to know.

Yang Chunming was taken aback when he heard this, and then shook his head at the benevolent Master Mingchen and said, "Master, the students have nothing to ask." Yes, no matter whether it is the imperial examination two years later or the life after that, it is not a bamboo shoot. The lottery can be solved, Yang Chunming thinks clearly, although he also admires Master Ming'an in his heart, but that doesn't mean he believes in these illusory things, whether it is the past or the future, he only sticks to himself.

Ming Chen looked at the person in front of him, put down the bamboo stick in his hand, closed his eyes and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good, good, I wish the little benefactor all wishes come true."

"Thank you, master." Yang Chunming clasped his hands together, and walked out directly after speaking...

The eyes that Ming Chen opened the moment Yang Chunming went out were different from the calmness before. Now his eyes were full of waves, and he returned to calm in an instant.

"One to one, one to one to go to the sky," Mingchen read Yang Chunming's signature in a low voice, and then said with a smile, "Sure enough, cause and effect in the world are all determined by destiny. I am afraid that the knot in Yuan's benefactor's heart will be completely untied soon..."

When Yang Chunming walked out of the lobby, he saw Yuan Shi standing not far away. Yang Chunming hurried to Yuan Shi's side and asked, "Mother, shall we go back now?"

"Well, I'm fine now, so I'm going back naturally." Yuan Shi's smile was full of relief, different from the depression before, now Yuan Shi seemed to want to be reborn.

Although Yang Chunming didn't know what to say, he was still very happy with Yuan's change, and his tone became lighter, "It's almost noon now, and Qiu'er and Dad are at the foot of the mountain. When I go back, I just have some food, so I have the energy to go shopping. Qiu’er talked about the temple fair all morning.” Yang Chunming recalled Qiu’er’s cheerful appearance when he arrived in the bullock cart this morning, talking about how fun the temple fair was. Impatient now.

When Yuan Shi heard Yang Chunming's words, she also thought of Chunqiu, and laughed out loud, "That girl Qiu'er should have been bored long ago, let's go back quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid your sister should be angry." After Yuan Shi finished speaking , The mother and son looked at each other and smiled, and they both understood what the other was thinking.

Because of the noon, many people stayed in Qingyun Temple to eat the fast meal. The fast meal in Qingyun Temple is famous far and wide, and it is not expensive. .

But Yuan's mother and son did not do this, because there were people waiting for them at the foot of the mountain, and because they had prepared dry food from home, so naturally they didn't have to squeeze with many people.

When the mother and son came, they both packed lightly, and naturally there were no sundries to take back. Compared with climbing the mountain when they came, it was much easier to go back and down the mountain.From time to time, a few pilgrims sitting on both sides of the steps, resting and eating, chatted about poetry and songs with the breeze in the mountains...

Different from the peaceful and far-reaching atmosphere on the mountain, the scene below the mountain can be said to be lively. There are crowds everywhere on both sides of the stall. Hearing the endless yelling, Chunqiu felt a surge of passion in his heart. He just wanted to go out to have a look, but the result Yang Weibo who was behind him called over, "Qiu'er, your mother hasn't come back yet, wait here." Yang Weibo had to watch the ox cart and was distracted from taking care of his daughter, so he was busy at both ends.

"Father, can't I just go outside?" Chunqiu acted pitifully at Yang Weibo.She has been waiting here for her mother for two hours, she will go crazy if she stays here, she finally came out, but she still can't take a good look around, Chunqiu lowered her head depressed, she was very sad.

"Uh uh... no, what if I lose it when the time comes?" Yang Weibo looked at the pitiful appearance of his daughter, and just wanted to agree softly, but then remembered what Yuan Shi had told him before, and then shook his head violently, no No, if Mrs. Yuan knew about this, he would be scolded again.

"..." Chunqiu: Well, she'd better wait for her mother to come back.

Chunqiu squatted listlessly by the side, dragged her chin to look inside, even though her father didn't let her go in, she still had a good time...

　Thank you Meimei Yang for your reward~~
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　　I'm sorry, the stupid author made a stupid mistake and accidentally spelled it wrong, don't mind~
　　
　
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