Southern flower locust

The temple is in the mountains, very remote. There are no thousands of stone steps for climbing, so we can only walk on the mountain road stepped on by the predecessors.The smell of the soil is mixed with the fragrance of bamboo, and if you are lucky, you can even step on the spring bamboo shoots.

The mountain road is so narrow that they can't even stand side by side. Aunt Qin is weak, so she stops to rest by the bamboo from time to time, and Senhuai follows at the end, too tired to speak. A temple was built on it, and some people actually went to worship it.

"It's almost there." Nan Li walked in the front, stopped standing at this moment, looked up with one hand on his hips, followed his gaze, and saw a gray and white cornice surrounded by pine trees.

As the distance gets closer, the whole picture of the temple is revealed.This is a courtyard made of stone blocks. The temple is very simple, and there is no incense burner in front of the door. There is only a hole in front of a wall that was randomly built with mud as a paper burning stove, and bamboo tubes are fixed on both sides to make incense burners.

Legend has it that it was the first temple in the town. Because of the age, the words on the plaque in front of the temple have been blurred, but the murals on the outer wall of the temple have been well preserved. A white robe fairy.

Aunt Qin said that there is only one old man guarding the temple. Although the incense is rare, it has not been cut off, and many celebrities will come to pay their vows.

"Then why didn't this temple be repaired? No one came to build the road." Sen Huai was curious.

"No need." Nan Li picked some pine branches and only answered the first question.

Aunt Qin sighed: "It is rumored that this temple is very effective. People, if they get something, they must show it off, but if others know it and get it, then they must hide it more tightly than anyone else. Stop talking, let's go in."

As soon as Sen Huai entered the door, he heard a woman beating and scolding the child. While reprimanding the child for refusing to kneel, the woman would offend the Buddha, and at the same time begged the Buddha for forgiveness.When he got closer, he found that the woman was the one who had a big fight with Aunt Qin at the market.An old man next to her was holding the woman's hand, and three aunts were also persuading her.

"Hey, look." An aunt whispered.

The other aunt looked at the door, smiled at Aunt Qin, and said, "Xiaoqin is here, and I'm bringing my grandson here too, his mother finally brought him back once, and young people nowadays don't like to come back. "

"Well, I'll come too." Aunt Qin put the bag in her hand on the table next to her and responded with a smile.

An aunt followed up with sarcasm: "That's right, my family didn't come back this year. They said they traveled abroad. What is the place called the Iron Tower? Tell me, how can you have your own home outside?"

The woman who was arguing had already calmed down, but her face was not very good-looking, and she was holding the child's hand tightly.The old man next to him took the kettle next to him and walked slowly over.

"This is Dr. Nan's grandson. He's so big and handsome. Come on, my mother-in-law will pour you a bowl of water. You're tired from climbing so high."

Nan Li thanked her, took the water handed by the old man, gave it to Aunt Qin first, watched the old man continue to fill a bowl, handed it to Sen Huai, took a sip of her own water, and thanked again.

The woman packed her things, glanced at Aunt Qin and said sarcastically: "This water is mountain spring water, it is very pure, some people are dirty in their hearts, they should drink more, wash it clean, at least they can't be stained with Buddha. My son is gone, and I will take you to the next temple." Then he took the sacrifices on the table and dragged the child to the door, passing Aunt Qin intentionally or unintentionally on the shoulder.

Aunt Qin twitched the corners of her mouth, opened the bag of melons and fruits and placed them on the front table, filled the glasses with wine and set them up.Two of the three aunts also left, but the one who greeted Aunt Qin at the beginning helped Aunt Qin light the candles, and said softly to Aunt Qin: "I know you can tell, but most of them are just talking nonsense. Say. But you usually gossip with them, so that you won't make a bad face with you in front of you."

Aunt Qin didn't say anything, she just looked at the statue on the main seat.

The main seat in the temple is a Bodhisattva, with kind eyebrows and good intentions.

Nan Li lit incense and looked at the sitting Bodhisattva.

"You said this Bodhisattva lowered his eyes, can he see that we are disrespectful to her?" Sen Huai walked over, took the incense in Nan Li's hand, and bowed to the Bodhisattva.

Nan Li turned his head to look at him, "King Kong stared."

The gods and Buddhas are in their hearts, and the one who can see the sins they have done the most is themselves.Senhuai smiled, gave half of the incense in his hand to Nan Li and said, "It's time to insert the incense."

After inserting incense into the bamboo tubes everywhere, Aunt Qin had already knelt on the futon, muttering something: "The believer, Zhou Xiaoqin, is here today for Dr. Worship, may everyone be happy and peaceful. May everyone come and go, bless you and be healthy. The Bodhisattva is very kind and virtuous, and the believers are here to thank you."

Sen Huai and Nan Li glanced at each other, and both walked aside, not to disturb.

"Xiao Li, Sen Huai, come, you also come to worship." Aunt Qin greeted them, "Yes, let's worship together."

There was a futon on the left and right, and Sen Huai looked at Nan Li next to him. Nan Li was not awkward, and stood to the left without saying a word, beckoning him to come over.Sen Huai went over, and the two put their hands together, and began to worship, once, twice, three times.

The futons were so close together that when they knelt down, their shoulders were just touching their shoulders. The old man said next to him, if you want to be blessed by the Bodhisattva, you can say it in your heart, and the Bodhisattva will hear it.Let alone meditating, Senhuai has no thoughts now, and the heat generated by the friction of his left shoulder from time to time can burn all thoughts. After the prairie fire, it seems that some buried seeds bloomed.

The throbbing produced by the touch is enough to surpass a long section of proof.

Going down the mountain is easier than going up the mountain. The falling footsteps keep going down like inertia, and it seems that they can't stop until they reach the corner.Without stopping again, a few people walked to the stone road in one go.The stone road was only paved to the mountainside, and Senhuai turned his head to look at the ruggedness behind him, thinking that if this temple is really effective, he must come back to fulfill his wish, and came here with a big pig's trotter.

There is also a temple on the mountainside. In fact, this is a normal temple. A few young novice monks are cleaning with brooms at the door. A road next to it winds and runs through half of the mountain. There is an endless stream of people entering and leaving the temple gate. The smoke from the temple can spread throughout the entire mountain through the temple wall. From a distance, it must be a miasma, but unfortunately people generally cannot distinguish between the miasma and the fairy air.

The woman before was holding the child and talking with the monk, and several aunts were also smiling kindly beside them.

The remaining aunt was surnamed Zhang. Aunt Zhang also wanted to go in to pay her respects, but her feet were sore after walking the mountain road with her grandson in her arms, so she found a gazebo to rest her feet.Aunt Qin put the melons and fruits in the bag on the stone table, "You're hungry after walking for so long, let's pad your stomach with fruits first."

In the distance, there were a few children frolicking around, and Aunt Zhang's grandson twisted his body to look over there from time to time, and after getting a signal from Aunt Zhang, he happily ran there.

"Hey, my daughter should not worry about the two children in my family." Aunt Zhang looked at her grandson's back and sighed.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Since when did your son let you worry about it? He has been sensible since he was a child. Is it against your wishes to be a civil servant in the province?" Aunt Qin said while peeling an orange.

Seeing Aunt Zhang's hesitant expression, and thinking that Zhang Chen hadn't come back this year, Aunt Qin immediately stopped joking and said seriously, "What's wrong, what happened to Zhang Chen?"

"Hmm..." Aunt Zhang glanced at Senhuai and the two, and said, "He didn't go on a blind date."

"What did I think?" Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief, "Nowadays, children have their own ideas, so don't force them too hard."

"If that's the case, I don't worry about it!" Aunt Zhang became excited, "He, he, he said, he can't go! Cough cough!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, speak slowly, Zhang Chen is so sensible."

"He kept it from me for so long! He said he couldn't go, he said he was delaying others by being with a girl, and delaying him with any girl!" Aunt Zhang said with a gray face, "Do you think I care about him? It's too tight, so he thought of a way, he was so sensible before."

"What happened to him!"

"He said he doesn't like women... he likes... men." Aunt Zhang's voice became lower and lower, and her eyes lowered.

Sen Huai was shocked when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at Nan Li. Nan Li was still the same, with lowered eyes, and the aloofness between his brows was like snow.Sen Huai's tone hadn't stopped yet, and she was frightened again by Aunt Qin's eyes.

"There's nothing to worry about." Aunt Qin didn't point out Sen Huai's overreaction, picked up the orange and continued peeling it.

"Is this normal!" Aunt Zhang jumped up from the stone bench out of breath, pointing at her grandson playing outside, and asked, "He won't be able to have a child in the future, is this normal!"

"Then do you think it's normal for a widow to talk about feelings and love?"

Aunt Zhang was taken aback, and Aunt Qin continued, "Or, do you think I'm not that close to you, so you don't care that much?"

"Xiaoqin, you clearly know that I don't mean that."

"Then why are you? Zhang Chen has listened to you since he was a child. You can't help yourself to study and work. Why don't you follow him for the rest of your life?"

"I'm doing it for his own good! What can a man give him? Not even a family!"

"Sister, look at me, I have formed a family, look at me now, do I look like a human being?"

"But you have two children. Even if you don't kiss them, they will never ignore you. They will all come back this year for the Chinese New Year."

"Sister, let me tell you straight, don't be upset. Just let Zhang Chen go, he has to force you into something to confess like this."

Aunt Zhang trembled three times, fell down on the stone bench, and then stood up again holding the table. She couldn't stand firmly, staggered, looked at her grandson in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice: "Two children Still here, don’t say it, don’t say it.”

"Sister, you come here like me. You know what you can't believe. You're scared, but I still believe it."

Aunt Qin grabbed Aunt Zhang and put the peeled orange into her hand.

"I don't know if it's right, but I have never done anything against my will, so even if I am cheated, I have to swallow it myself, and I can't blame others. Only by choosing by myself can I live my heart and live a good life." You will be tired. You used to love to join in the fun, how happy you are every day, now you join in the fun, are you happy? Sister, don’t be too tired, we are not young anymore."

Aunt Zhang trembled, but she didn't say anything after all. After calling her grandson, she walked to the small mountain road instead of entering the temple or taking the main road.She had worshiped enough gods in the first half of her life, and walked enough avenues, but she still couldn't live her life well.

Senhuai looked at the backs of his grandparents and grandchildren leaving and murmured: "What kind of belief is it?"

Knowing that the gods can't promise you any happiness and well-being, but you still walk the steep mountain road with your grandson in your arms just to get some incense. With this obsession, what is it that you believe in?

"Hope." Nan Li stared into his eyes and repeated, "Hope."

Ah, the gods promise you hope, hope like divine light.

Sen Huai put his whole heart into Nan Li's clear eyes, the world was shrunk between him and these eyes, and at the same time, something was about to come out, if Aunt Qin didn't interrupt.

"I'm getting old, and the nasty words are getting harder and harder to say. It's true that you two have met each other just a few times." Aunt Qin smiled bitterly, turned her head to think for a while, and said, "This is still Doctor Nan. Taught me, I used to think that this kind of relationship is not normal."

"When Dr. Nan found out, he was furious. He said, "Jin Ping Mei" is the only one? No, it is the four famous works of the Ming Dynasty, and there is also "Journey to the West". Back then, "Journey to the West" was the only one. Aunt Qin paused for a moment, and turned her eyes to Senhuai, "You think this is abnormal, but you have to know that normal does not mean correct. The yardstick of normality lies in the times, and the yardstick of correctness lies in you."

Aunt Qin glanced at them, smiled slightly and said, "Want to hear a story?"

The author has something to say: The first story I want to show you has begun, about Aunt Qin.

But no one seemed to patronize.

Not sad is false.

But this is my first attempt at writing, and I am writing with all my heart.

So, I will keep writing.

If someone in the future happens to click in, I hope you enjoy this story, thank you.