Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

The aristocratic family has the support of their in-laws, and they can manage the Yuejiazhuang well. These years must have been very hard. "

Yue Tianhe was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head again and again and said, "It's not hard... how can I work hard..."

What he said was by no means humble, but he knew that the smooth sailing of Yuejiazhuang these years was inseparable from the Buddha bone that his father left behind in the monastery in the mountains after his death.

He knew very early on that he was the posthumous son of a strange woman his father rescued at the foot of Yuejia Mountain, but he was treated as if he was his own for many years, and he was given careful teaching and fine clothes and food; Generosity to help, don't say there is no Yue Tianhe today, I am afraid that at this time he still does not know where to wait in line for reincarnation.

To him, Sakyamuni is both a father and a benefactor, not to mention reincarnated as the only son he regards as a treasure, and because of this, the sorrow in his heart is by no means less than that of Mrs. Yue who only regards him as her son.

"It's strange to say that maybe because of the different identities of the two lives, Sakyamuni saw Tianhe as just a naughty boy with some promise in his previous life, and failed to discover more good things; I can appreciate the heroism and courage of my father's generation, and I feel that there is no one in the world who can compare with it."

After that, he looked at him with a smile and said:

"You have to know that the person I admire and admire the most in my life is my father."

"..."

Yue Tianhe's nose felt hot, and his heart felt even more sore. He instinctively wanted to go forward and hug him, but he just stopped for a while, turned his back to hold back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, and said: "I... ...I'm going to the hut."

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Mrs. Yue looked at her husband who fled in the wilderness, only when he was still struggling with his seniority, she leaned over and whispered to Sakyamuni: "Ming'er, after all, your father has been stubborn for many years, and he has too little face. My son is my father and I won't be able to turn around for a while, so you should take care of him more."

Seeing that Yue Tianhe closed the door, the corners of his lips curled up with an inexplicable arc, and he said quietly: "Mother, you are worrying too much, he can't turn the corner, he just panicked for a while, afraid that I will follow him." He's just counting old scores; maybe he's still secretly happy at the moment, after all, those slaps that I beat him for disobeying discipline when he was a child have returned all these years."

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Outside the door, Yue Tianhe stood in the monastery with his hands behind his back, looking at the snowy scenery of Rumuling, he breathed out a hot breath for a long time, and felt mixed feelings.

Leaving aside the grief that has become much relieved under the comfort of Sakyamuni, I have to say that he does feel a little dark in his heart, and he is also glad that Ming'er still sees him as a father; especially when he knows Although he was powerless in this life, when he might still be reincarnated, he made up his mind to watch him grow up again.

After some emotion, he sneezed, rubbed his nose and was about to go back to the Zen room, but suddenly noticed a familiar phantom standing beside him, it seemed that he had been standing under the pine tree and looked at him for a long time .

Seeing this, Yue Tianhe hurriedly stopped, cupped his hands and said, "Master Chunxi."

Although Sakyamuni's seniority in front of him is difficult to sort out, but this master of Chunxi is indeed his elder of Yue Tianhe, and he still needs to be addressed with the etiquette of a junior.

"You don't need to be so unfamiliar," Che Lian said with deep eyes, and she didn't know what to think of, and then she smiled at him, "I think I'm Ming'er's wife in this life, so I should call Master Yue... Father-in-law?"

Yue Tianhe: "..."

Yuuki

In the evening, there was light snowfall again in Muling Ridge, and there was a majestic but ethereal ringing of bells in the deep mountains. The young monks who had finished their evening classes went to the fasting hall to eat in cotton shoes. No one noticed this Suddenly, two uninvited guests came to the deserted West Temple.

Mrs. Yue, who was chatting with her son, looked at the sky outside the window, got up and took out a few paper bags from the bag in the corner, sat down and spread out these delicate foods one by one, and said: "Ming'er is hungry. Right? Father and mother just bought these in the town, see if they suit your appetite?"

Shi Jiayu looked down, and there were indeed some dishes he had liked for two lifetimes in front of him, he couldn't help but look up at the one Chelian bought on the table, his heart was warm and he was very moved.Seeing that his mother brought up the mountain not only vegetables and vegetarian food, but also some fish and duck stewed meat, he was a little bit dumbfounded, touched his still clean head, took the chopsticks handed by his mother, and started to eat.

He looked at Mrs. Yue and said with a smile: "Mother, you are so kind to me."

Mrs. Yue raised her chin and looked at her son's well-behaved appearance for a long time. Hearing this, she slapped him with a chestnut, raised her eyebrows and said seriously: "What is this called? Ming'er is the only baby bump in my life. It's not good for you." Who is it good for?"

Shi Jiayu hurriedly covered his head and pretended to be in pain. After hearing what his mother said, his heart was even more sour and sweet. After quietly eating two mouthfuls with the food box in his hand, he suddenly said:

"But having said that, mother, you and father are still young, why don't you add a younger sibling to Ming'er all these years? As an only son, life in the village is boring, and I always feel that there are more people and more lively."

Mrs. Yue hesitated for a moment, lowered her apricot eyes full of complex colors for a while, and sighed: "When I gave birth to Ming'er, I fell into the root of the disease, and the doctor said that it would be difficult to give birth in this life...I have always felt ashamed all these years. As for your father, he sought medical advice everywhere but failed to give birth to a boy and a half girl for the Yue family, but your father, a stubborn enemy, refused to take a concubine, so he finally gave up."

After finishing speaking, seeing Sakyamuni stopped his chopsticks, lowered his head as if he was thinking about something, but did not respond, he was silent for a while and then said:

"Ming'er, promise mother that you will be reborn as mother's child in the next life, okay?"

……

When Shi Jiayu came back to his senses, seeing his mother looking at his apricot eyes slowly gathered water again, knowing that she was sad again, he hurriedly handed over a handkerchief to wipe her, and then said: "Mother, Ming'er Of course I would like to be my mother's son again, but it's too late in this life, and I've already been preempted."

"..." Mrs. Yue was confused and repeated in a daze, "Go ahead...?"

Shi Jiayu smiled, raised his hand and hung his palm in front of his mother's belly, and asked: "Mother, you must have not been to Yuexin for two months, right?"

Mrs. Yue looked at her belly for some unknown reason, and after thinking about it for a while, she stood up abruptly and said, "I, this is..."

Shajiayu nodded, with a look of relief on his face, seeing his mother fell into a trance in disbelief, he took her hands and explained:

"During the ten years that he became a monk on Rumu Ridge, Ming'er prayed for others day and night to eliminate disasters, but how could he forget his parents who were still worried at home? I also thought in my heart that I, an unfilial son, will die soon. Someone has to take the place of Huanhuan, so I sincerely pray to the Buddha every day, begging the Sending Son Bodhisattva to give me another pair of sons and daughters from the Yue family."

He also said: "If there is no accident, this child should be twins of dragon and phoenix; Ming'er can't fulfill his filial piety in this life, so I hope that this pair of younger siblings will be my parents' side in the future."

……

There was the faint sound of sparks jumping in the stove, Mrs. Yue looked at his brows and eyes for a long time, caressed her belly with both hands, and finally shed tears again.

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In the north of Shanxi, the mountains were covered by heavy snow for several days. After staying in Sanbao Temple for more than ten days as pilgrims, the Yue family had to go back to Jiangzhou due to the many affairs in the Yue family village. They chose a place where the snow stopped and the sun was warm. In the afternoon, say goodbye to Ming'er in front of the snow-covered mountain gate.

Mrs. Yue and her son haven't seen each other for ten years, and they have only been together for more than ten days in this way, and because they may not be able to see each other again, when they parted, they hugged Sakyamuni tightly and did not let go, crying until they cried It attracted the sideways glances of many snow-sweeping monks, and was dragged down the mountain by her husband in a single step.

Yue Tianhe held it back for more than ten days, at this moment he finally exhaled the sluggish breath from his chest, and seeing no one around, he immediately scolded Mrs. Yue, saying:

"Chao'er, you also know that Ming'er is the reincarnation of father after all, even if he is not the person who cares about the moral seniority, how can he really treat him as his son? It's just nonsense! The person on the stream is by your side, I'm afraid you still have to hug him to sleep like he did when he was a child?"

Mrs. Yue was still sobbing, but now she was scolded by her husband, she felt even more wronged, she wiped her tears and said in a trembling voice: "Whether he was a Buddha or a fairy in his last life, this life is after all my hard work in October. My own flesh and blood, why is it not my simple son? The master is a manly man, who cares about everything, and never condescends to empathize with me; from this point of view, it is all my mother's fault! "

"..."

Yue Tianhe was originally speechless for a while, but now seeing his wife crying sadly, he became faintly flustered, and quickly took her hand to comfort him: "Don't cry, Chao'er, it's my husband's fault... ...But there is no need to worry anymore, since Master Wuwu said that Ming'er can still be reincarnated, we can just go home and stay in peace, maybe we will give birth to him who is not related to us any longer?"

It was rare to see her husband showing weakness, Madam Yue laughed through her tears, subconsciously touched her belly, and said with lowered eyes: "It's a pity that these two little bastards have already got there first."

Yue Tianhe was taken aback for a moment, then he was surprised and delighted and said: "Chao'er, you...have a body?!"

Madam Yue blushed and nodded, and leaned over to lean on her husband's shoulder.

Both of them were overwhelmed with unspeakable joy, but fell silent at the same time.

At the foot of the Muling Ridge, Yue Tianhe turned around and looked at the snowy road they had walked all the way, as if he could see the figure standing at the end to see them off.

So she finally shed tears, and bowed again and again to the golden dome hidden in the snow and ice; after a long time, I left