Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Jinghui really couldn't discipline her little disciple. If she asked Jingchi to come, she would probably get beaten, which seemed too harsh.

What should I do if my children quarrel?

Jinghui was at a loss and went to ask his second junior sister.

The one who was busy pouring the fruits into the water jar to wash them could hear the laughter:

"Sister, why do you care about them? They can quarrel if they want. Didn't we quarrel a lot when we were kids? Fighting was a common thing, but now we're all fine.

It would be strange if a group of people could hang out together without any conflicts. But this kid is really like a donkey, kicking his ass at the slightest provocation, never saying a single nice word, and has a strange temper, just like Jingchi.

Jing Chi, who was standing at the side, raised his hand and dumped the bucket on her head, rolling his eyes to the sky:

"You are the donkey."

After saying this, he felt something was wrong and hurriedly chanted two Buddhist scriptures towards the main hall:

"Amitabha, I am guilty, I am guilty. Monks should be kind and peaceful. I am too impatient."

I could only stand there with a bucket on my head, dripping wet, feeling as helpless as my younger self when I was suddenly pressed into a pile of snow.

When the wind blows, it feels so sad and mysterious.

"Clean! Hold!

You are so old, why are you still so stubborn? "

Jing Chili ignored her and turned away.

Net energy: ...

Jinghui helped her take the bucket off and sighed with a complicated expression: "Will the child become like this in the future?"

Jingneng twisted the clothes and said the same thing: "Sister, don't worry. The child doesn't have her strength. If he really changes, he will only be beaten. Once he knows the pain, he will change naturally.

With tempers like these, the more you control them, the worse they get. They only change when they suffer. Isn't it true that Jingchi acts like a human being outside? "

Jinghui: "That's true, but it's rare for a child to make a friend. It would be a shame to lose him because of a momentary impulse."

"Fate is determined by heaven, and fate is taken away by man. Everything has its destiny and cannot be forced."

Jingneng felt that this might not be a bad thing. Those who should be friends will be friends, and those who should not be friends will be friends no matter how hard they try. Fate is determined by God, but the outcome is determined by oneself. No matter how others interfere, it will be useless.

Besides, it is worrying that these two children, one alive and one dead, are always together.

The worrying little Pei was a little uncomfortable after losing his nagging ghost friend who kept chasing him. Everything around him became empty, big, and the silence was disturbing.

She couldn't stay in the house for a while.

A house without a ghost is scarier!

Pei Xiaohai applied another layer of medicine to the bump on his head, then ran out. Seeing his master and Master Jingneng, he was no longer afraid. He walked over stubbornly and started to talk:

"Master, are you washing your head?"

Net energy: ...

Pei Xiaohai: "I want to wash it too, but I can't. There's medicine on my head, and it will be washed away."

As Pei Xiaohai spoke, he stood on tiptoe and looked into the water tank. His sleeves were wet, but he had no idea that he was annoying. He continued:

"Master, don't wash the head and the fruit together. We still need to eat them."

I just had the urge to wash her and the fruit together.

Jinghui tore her off the jar, helped her roll up her sleeves, and started to chase her away: "Go play somewhere else, don't get your clothes wet."

Jinghui really didn't want to see her get beaten.

Pei Xiaohai was a little reluctant to be pushed away, but the two people had no intention of keeping her. Master Jingneng even waved her hands and chased her away like a fly. Pei Xiaohai was afraid that she would ask Master Jingchi to come and punish her, so she had to walk away, looking back every few steps.

There are still many fruits behind the main hall that have not been picked and need to be ripened, but the leaves of the trees have already started to turn yellow, so these fruits probably won't be very useful.

There are also some that are too small and not very good-looking, so I don’t have time to take care of them for now.

Little Pei took a quick look and didn't see Master Jingchi nearby, nor did he see any fruit basket. She might have gone somewhere farther away.

Little Pei had no choice but to squat there alone to pick flowers and pull weeds. He picked up a fruit and took a couple of bites before realizing that it was the one he had thrown away two days ago and there was a worm hole underneath.

Sure enough, two fat white worms were wriggling and stretching inside, shaking their bodies so that it was impossible to tell the front from the back. Beside them were many small black and red things, as densely packed as fish eggs.

Pei threw it aside, thought for a moment, then picked up an ant with a branch and reached over.

Soon, the two little white worms were carried away by several ants.

Little Pei looked up at the fruits on the tree, hugged the trunk with her hands, kicked her feet, and climbed up bravely.

Sitting on a branch, leaning against the trunk, eating fruit, swinging my feet, feeling the wind, and looking into the distance...

Looking into the eyes of Master Jingchi on the distant tree, she has no way to go to heaven and no door to enter the earth. What worries and reluctances could she have?

My butt was beaten to pieces that day. I knelt in front of the baby girl, crying while listening to what Master Jingchi said.

"Everything that exists is false..."

She said that the world is empty, that what can be seen and touched is unreal and impermanent, that it will not last forever and will eventually pass away. There is no need to cling to it in order to transcend...

Little Pei wasn't very insightful; she lived in the present moment: "My butt hurts."

Jingchi flipped through the sutras without even raising his eyelids: "It will pass."

Little Pei was squatting there, sobbing.

In the past, she could say bad things about Master Jingchi to Yinggu in her heart, but Cheng Tianbao said that there was no Yinggu in the statue, so who could she say bad things about her to when she was punished to kneel!

Hateful Cheng Tianbao!

In the side hall that had long been turned into a meditation room, Jinghui took an embroidery needle and sewed the clothes that Pei Xiaohai had torn.

Everything is still the same.

There were fruits in the vegetarian meal in the evening, which was a bit strange, but little Pei loved it very much. In addition, Master Jingchi felt that she had been crying for too long, so she stewed a pear for her.

For a brief moment, she fell in love with this man all over again.

But just after we finished eating, Master Jingchi said, "You wash the dishes today, and see if you can learn your lesson!"

The lazy and greedy Pei kid: ...

I still can’t fall in love!

The only advantage of washing dishes is that Pei can secretly hide a spoonful of rice and feed it to the ants without being discovered.

Looking at a group of ants busy dragging the scattered rice grains, she felt much better.

Jinghui looked through the half-open window at the little nun squatting in the yard, her worry not diminishing in the slightest.

She was worried that her disciple would be sad, but she was also worried that her disciple would not be sad.

All I can say is that she is born to be a worrywart.

He turned around and went out, sitting on the steps, telling stories to Pei as he used to, until the moon became bright and the stars became sparse, and a cool breeze blew.

Pei Xiaohai adapted to the life without Cheng Tianbao almost immediately, but Cheng Tianbao obviously could not adapt to the life without Pei Xiaohai.

He sneaked back in the middle of the night, spent half the night in the hall, and the next day he shamelessly went to find Pei Xiaohai:

"Let's just stay friends. I'll take you to find the little rabbit. It's very close, right behind us. I found it yesterday."

Pei Xiaohai didn't want to pay attention to him, but she was playing with the little rabbit, so she had to be reserved and said:

"Okay, where's the rabbit?"

Seeing her behavior, Cheng Tianbao couldn't help but curse her in his heart, and then ran back happily with her.

Jinghui saw that she started talking to herself again, so she stopped her and asked, "Tianbao, are you back?"

Pei Xiaohai: "Well, let's go play in the back."

Jinghui: "...Okay, have fun and don't argue."

Pei Xiaohai nodded randomly, not taking anything he said to heart.

She didn't touch the rabbit. The little rabbit looked white and soft, but the big rabbit was grinning and wanted to jump up and hit her.

Cheng Tianbao couldn't help laughing, and Pei Xiaohai started arguing with him again!