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"...Thinking about it, now that Chang Hong is outside, I'm afraid it will be rare to come back. This old lady is here, deserted. It just happens to be free today, so I'll come and have a look..."

As she spoke, the woman turned her head again and looked at the old monk.

"...Master, can we burn paper here now?"

"It's fine for the donor to do as he pleases."

Hearing the sound, the old monk stood up while propping up a branch placed beside him, and stepped aside,

"Thank you master."

The woman thanked her, carried her things, approached the grave bag, knelt down, put down the two plastic bags, took the waxed paper money from the bag,

"...Sister Ji, I'm sorry, I didn't know when you were buried before, and I didn't come to see you..."

While holding something, the woman chattered,

"Sister, are you very familiar with this old lady?" Lian Ge glanced at the woman and asked aloud,

"...In the past, this big sister Ji was still there. Before she went to the city, she was always in the village. When I passed by her house, I would chat with her. When she came to my house to buy pork head meat, she would also Say a few words." The woman took all the wax paper money out of the bag and responded,

"The people who come and go here and there are all in the same village, how can they not be familiar with each other. This elder sister Ji is also a warm-hearted person. She will help anyone who needs help on weekdays. She is also kind to others. It has been so many years , I have never blushed with anyone..."

While talking, the woman untied another small bag, which contained cold pork head meat,

"...Sister Ji, look what I brought you."

The woman poured the pig's head meat into the plate she brought, and talked to the grave bag,

"In the past, every time you came to my shop, you would buy some cold pork head meat. But, you only come to buy it when your son comes back, and you usually don't want to eat it... Now, I will give it to you Bring some here, you can eat..."

Putting the plate containing the cold pork head in front of the grave, the woman turned around again, took a joss stick and lit it up,

"...Speaking of which, this eldest sister Ji is also a hard-working person. Her husband left early, and she raised Chang Hong alone."

The woman lit a joss stick and talked,

"In the past, in order to earn some money, I would get up early and stay late. During the busy farming season, I would plant rice seedlings for others. I would get up at four or five o'clock before dawn. It was late at night, and I closed the stall before returning from the field."

"...I've been tired all my life."

"Fortunately, her son, Chang Hong, is quite sensible. He doesn't make her mother angry on weekdays, and he worked hard when he was studying. When he was admitted to university, his mother was so happy... "

The woman put two candles in front of the tomb bag, picked up the incense, lit it, stood up, and bowed to the tomb bag with the incense.

"...Later, his son was working out of town, and it was rare for him to come back. She didn't call her son often. I asked her, and she smiled and said that the child was working outside and was always on the phone. Not good."

Squatting down again, the woman inserted the incense in front of the grave bag,

"...A few years ago, his son came back from other places and went back to work in the city, so he took her to the city.

At that time, I still told her, I said, Sister Ji, you have been tired all your life, it is time to take a rest and enjoy the blessings with your son. "

The woman spoke, stood up again,

"...Elder Sister Ji is not blessed. It's finally time to enjoy the blessings, but she hasn't enjoyed the blessings for a few years. People just go like this."

The woman looked at the grave bag, shook her head,

"...Before, when she was in the hospital, I went to the hospital to see her. I told her to let her relax. Her son is now a great doctor, and he will definitely be able to cure her. She smiled and said I said, she said, in her life, it is enough to see Chang Hong grow up well and live a good life, so she can rest assured..."

Facing the tomb bag, the woman said something again, turned her head, and looked at the old monk.

"Master, I'm sorry to delay you, please continue to give Sister Ji a salvation."

Seeing the old monk say something, the woman turned her head and looked at the grave bag,

"Sister Ji, I hope you won't be so tired in your next life."

After saying a word, the woman stepped aside and walked to the edge of the field.

Hearing the sound, the old monk paused, then walked back to the grave, sat down cross-legged, and continued to recite the Ksitigarbha,

The cadence, the chanting sound with a special rhythm sounded, echoing around on the hillside.

……

Glancing at the burning incense wax and the plate of cold pork head meat in front of the grave, Lian Ge paused for a moment, then turned his gaze, and looked at the side of the field, listening to the chanting of scriptures, watching grave woman,

Moving away, Lian Ge walked towards the woman,

"This big lady,"

With a slight smile, Lian Ge asked aloud,

"I don't know if this plate of pork head meat can be sold to me after the sacrifice."

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the plate of cold pork head in front of the grave bag again.

Hearing the sound, the woman turned her gaze, first at Lian Ge, then at the plate of pork head meat in front of the grave,

He hesitated for a moment, then said,

"...After this dish is sacrificed, I would take it back to eat at my own home. I don't need to sell it. If you don't mind it, young man, I'll give you some later."

"Then thank you, big sister." Lian Ge said with a smile.

The woman shook her head upon hearing this.

……

Putting your hands together, the old monk recited, and the special rhythmic scripture recitation echoed on the hillside with the breeze,

The scented wax in front of the grave was burning, and a few wisps of smoke lingered upwards, swaying slightly with the breeze, and spilled out.

After a few sticks of incense were burned out, and the incense candle was half burned, the old monk stopped talking again,

After a pause, the old monk stood up again,

"Amitabha……"

Putting the palms together, and chanting a sentence towards the grave, the old monk picked up the luggage and branches beside the grave, and walked away from the grave.

"Master, is this over?" The woman at the side stepped forward and asked aloud,

"...The poor monk just recited some sutras for this old benefactor. I dare not say "extended salvation." Hearing this, the old monk was silent for a while, and responded aloud.

……

"...Then master, this young man, I will go down first."

After saying that, the woman held the plastic bag containing the scented wax in one hand, and mixed half of Lian Ge with the other hand, and then walked down the mountain along the ridge of the field with the remaining half plate of cold pork.

Watching the woman walk away, Lian Ge looked away.

Turning his gaze, he looked at some cold pork heads in plastic bags in his hand,

It's just an ordinary cold dish, mixed with some red oil and some side dishes.

Looking at it again, Lian Ge paused, turned his gaze, and looked at the old monk beside him,

"Zen Master Jiekong, do you want to try it?"

With a slight smile, Lian Ge asked aloud.

Chapter 366 bitter sea

Hillside terraced fields.

The mountain wind blew over the weeds in the fields, disturbing the branches and leaves of the trees on the top of the hillside, and the shadows reflected on the monk's robes of the old monk.

The mottled sunlight that swayed through the branches and leaves seemed to be shaking slightly.

"……Amitabha."

Hearing this, the old monk watched Singer Lian go up and spread out the pig's head meat in the plastic bag. He was silent for a while, first chanted the Buddha's name, followed closely, and stretched out his hand.

Picked up a piece of cold pork head meat in the bag, as usual, the old monk put it in his mouth,

While chewing, the old monk's cloudy eyes were calm and silent.

"what about the taste?"

Glancing at the old monk, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the village at the foot of the mountain, and asked calmly,

"Some sour, some spicy, some sweet...and bitter...the taste of the sea of ​​bitterness."

Raising his head, the old monk also looked at the village below the mountain, and said calmly in his muddy eyes.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a faint smoke rising from every house, and the villagers in the fields are still busy, or they are packing up, and they are walking towards their homes.

"Let's go, Master Jiekong."

Lian Ge said something aloud, picked up a piece of pork head meat in the bag, ate it, moved away again, and walked down the mountain along the ridge of the field.

"……Amitabha."

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name again, and followed closely, carrying the bag on his back, holding on to the branch, and followed.

……

The two graves are getting farther behind, and the village is getting closer in front of me,

Along the field ridge, down the mountain, set foot on the village road,

Glancing again at the family at the first turning of the village road, Lian Ge looked away,

"Zen Master Jiekong, do you still want to eat?"

"One slice is enough."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said.

Lian Ge heard the words, looked at the old monk again, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything else,

After eating the cold pork head meat, he moved away and walked along the village road.

The old monk followed closely beside Lian Ge and followed.

……

"...Xiao Sheng, go to the field and ask your dad to come back for dinner, and say that mom has cooked the meal."

"understood!"

"...Dad, Dad..."

Lian Ge and the old monk walked along the village road, with families passing by beside them.

In a yard, a middle-aged woman held a vegetable spoon and shouted at the seven or eight-year-old boy who was playing in the yard,

The boy stood up, responded, and ran out of the yard, passing Lian Ge and the old monk, and ran towards the yard in front of the house, shouting.

……

"...Mom's leg hurts again. I think it's very swollen. In the afternoon, I'd better not go to work for half a day. Let's take Mom to the town to have a look."

"Success... let's go to the city. I saved the wages you paid for people's house repairs in the town last time. You can take it in the afternoon. "

"...The child's living expenses..."

"...I still have some millet at home, let's sell another bag, and eat it with noodles, and I can't eat so much rice..."

"to make……"

A middle-aged man with rough skin and some dark skin was squatting by the eaves, holding a rice bowl, talking to the middle-aged woman next to him, sometimes silent,

Responding to the sound, the woman carried the bowl and walked back into the house.

……

"...How about it, mom's skills are still good."

"... That is, you came back after a long time, and Mom hasn't got you something delicious, so what will you do if you don't come back next time?"

"It's really just watching, I'm growing up. When I was just born, I was only so big. Now, I look taller than your father."

The door of the main room is half open, the whole family is eating, the middle-aged man is sitting beside him with a smile, the young man is talking to his mother, and his mother is answering the words with a smile, going in and out of the kitchen from time to time , busy.

……

"Crackling..."

"Dad, happy birthday. Although this year is not your birthday, we brothers and sisters will come back to celebrate your birthday with you."