The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Jiang Maigu followed Shen Zhiyan obediently and explained, "Miss Jiang asked me to buy it early in the morning."

Shen Zhiyan was not surprised. On the day when she learned that she was going to come back to worship her ancestors, Jiang Ruoli had already whispered about it on WeChat.

She turned around and took the bag of incense and candles from Jiang Maigu's hand. "Give it to me. You've worked hard these past two days. I'll treat you to a meal before I leave."

After all, they were a single man and a single woman, so in order to avoid suspicion, she planned to call Jiang Ruoli and Xu Mengan so that they could get together.

"Okay, I'll go reserve a seat." Jiang Maigu wanted to snatch the bag of incense and candles, but when he saw Shen Zhiyan's expression that did not allow for rejection, he did not force it.

"It's inconvenient for you to carry two bouquets of flowers by yourself. I'll take Sister Lili's flowers in for you and then leave."

Shen Zhiyan smiled slightly and did not refuse.

After putting the flowers down, Jiang Maigu left, giving Shen Zhiyan enough space to spend time with her deceased parents.

Shen Zhiyan placed the lily in her hand next to the bouquet of chrysanthemums, with a smile on her face.

"Mom, your favorite lily. Dad, please don't mind. After all, the world is big, and mom is the biggest.

By the way, the bouquet of chrysanthemums next to it was sent by Lili. She is pregnant now, who would have thought.”

She half-knelt down and wiped the tombstone, lit the incense and candles she brought, and poured two glasses of wine that Shen's father loved to drink.

"Grandma is in good health. As for me, I am doing well too. My studies in France are going well. You don't have to worry."

The weather was not very good. Layers of dark clouds covered the sky, making it gloomy and seem like it would rain at any time.

Shen Zhiyan raised the wine glass, touched it lightly against the tombstone, and spilled the wine on the ground.

"Dad, even though this wine is good, don't drink too much."

The woman's thin eyelids trembled slightly, and her voice was filled with unpredictable emotions: "I have never heard you mention what happened back then, but what is the truth?

Dad, I never believed Reiji's one-sided words. I know you are not that kind of person.

But until the truth comes out, it’s hard for me to get over the hurdle in my heart.”

What stands between her and Li Yanzhou is the lives of their loved ones.

"But it doesn't seem to matter what the truth is. He should be doing well."

Even if I tried to block out everything about that man while living in France, he would still appear in the news from time to time, describing the progress of his business empire and how indestructible it was.

From the moment she left Haiyue Bay No. 1, the gap between her and him was like the dirt in the dust and the eagle soaring in the sky.

In the sky, a gust of wind blew a large dark cloud, bringing an unexpected rain. The autumn rain was cold, and Shen Zhiyan couldn't help sneezing.

She hadn't planned to stay long this time, and she didn't bring any change of clothes. If she got wet, it would be troublesome.

But at the moment, she didn't bring an umbrella.

Really helpless.

Shen Zhiyan sighed and could only borrow an umbrella from the cemetery staff.

"Mom and Dad, I'm leaving now. I'll come see you next time."

Covering her head with her hands, she stood up and prepared to jog to the cemetery information desk.

A big umbrella suddenly fell over my head, blocking all the raindrops.

"This rain won't stop any time soon, so take this umbrella."

A cemetery worker.

The girl held the umbrella over Shen Zhiyan's head to prevent her from getting wet, and her gaze was awkwardly cast behind a tree a few meters away.

"Ms. Shen, wherever you want to go later, we can send a car to take you."

When did the cemetery services become so good?

"Thank you, but no thanks. Just lend me this umbrella. I need to go up the mountain in a while."

There was still time. Since she was already here, she planned to go to Qingshan Temple and burn some incense.

Upon hearing the rejection, the girl's eyebrows became more anxious, "Go up the mountain? Are you going to go up the mountain alone in this weather? No way!"

She denied Shen Zhiyan without even thinking about it. She realized that her emotions were a little too extreme. The girl licked her lips and calmed her tone:

"What I mean is, my uncle just happened to be driving up the mountain to deliver oil and rice, so he can give you a ride."

She knew that someone would send rice and oil to Qingshan Temple every once in a while.

Shen Zhiyan had no doubts, "That's great, thank you."

It seems that her parents are blessing her.

Under the tree, a man in black clothes and a black umbrella appeared. He didn't come out from behind the tree until the woman left with the umbrella.

After a while, a pair of long legs appeared in front of the tomb of the Shen couple.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm Li Yanzhou."

Twenty minutes later, Li Yanzhou received a call and hurriedly left the cemetery.

*

Shen Zhiyan, who prided herself on being very lucky, took a ride with a vegetable delivery man and went up the mountain. As soon as she entered the temple gate, she met Master Huiyun from Qingshan Temple.

Master Huiyun is the abbot of Qingshan Temple and the master who decided to adopt Jiang Maigu. After spending a long time with Buddha, Master Huiyun's face is full of Buddha nature.

"Zhi Yan is here." The master's tone did not sound surprised, as if he had expected Shen Zhi Yan to come today.

Shen Zhiyan clasped her hands together and politely said, "Master Huiyun, how have you been lately?"

Master Huiyun smiled kindly: "May the Buddha bless you, everything will be fine. How is your grandmother? I heard that she plans to return to the temple next year?"

Grandma Shen's body has almost recovered after being treated by a professional team. Although everything is fine in the nursing home in Gangcheng, she is not as comfortable as when she was in the temple, and she always talks about wanting to come back.

Shen Zhiyan had no choice but to agree to take her back to Qingshan Temple to continue her practice after she graduated from France.

"Yes, it depends on the situation." After all, she had not yet decided whether to return to Jiangcheng or take her grandmother to find a new city.

Master Huiyun seemed to see through the little girl's thoughts. He sighed imperceptibly and smiled kindly and calmly.

"Zhi Yan, nothing in life is absolute. If everything is divided into right and wrong, there will be no perfect people in the world. Everything is as good as being happy."

"Master Huiyun..."

Master Huiyun looked at her and mentioned casually, "What a coincidence. After you left, a male donor came to the temple every month to copy scriptures and burn incense. I asked him why he was so pious. Guess what he said?"

Shen Zhiyan's heart moved slightly, and she slowly said, "What do you mean?"

"He said that he wished for the person he loved, and that she should live a life without worries and forget the past."

Master Huiyun glanced at Shen Zhiyan and continued, "But he doesn't look like he wants to let bygones be bygones.

So I say, you kids, sometimes you like to overthink. The Buddha said, the past mind is unattainable, the present mind is unattainable, and the future mind is unattainable. Do you remember this sentence? "

Of course Shen Zhiyan remembered that many years ago, on a day like this, Master Huiyun said this to her, advising her not to be obsessed with what had happened.

“Everything in this world, whether it has happened or exists, is a collection of things. It is difficult for us to grasp anything, nor can we keep anything, except the present. Don’t dwell on the past, and don’t worry about the future, but focus on each living moment.

Our life is made up of every moment. If we seize the moment, we will seize eternity. "

Master Huiyun held Shen Zhiyan's hand lovingly and patted it.

"Zhiyan, no matter what you've been through, it's over. Don't keep torturing yourself. Follow your heart and go with the flow.

I believe that your parents in heaven will be relieved if they know what happened."

Shen Zhiyan frowned, her pearly teeth slightly revealed, but she couldn't say anything.

After a while, he uttered: "Thank you, Master Huiyun."

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small theater:

Li Yanzhou felt so distressed when he saw his wife getting wet in the rain that he wanted to sprint a hundred meters from behind the tree to hold an umbrella for his wife.

There was really no other way, so we asked the cemetery staff to bring her an umbrella.

He glanced at the security guard and said in a cold tone: "Change to another girl."