“...... Zen Master Junkong, young man, continue to eat. ”

In the hall, the old lady looked at her son and walked into the kitchen, turned her head, and greeted him with a smile.

When Lian Ge heard this, he smiled, took a bite of the chopsticks dish, and then looked at the old monk beside him,

The old monk was still silent, looking at the old lady under the incandescent lamp, the middle-aged woman, the middle-aged man who walked into the kitchen, this family,

......

"Amitabha, the benefactor's son and daughter-in-law are filial, the family is harmonious, and there will be grandchildren around the knee, and it is already in the other side of the paradise. ”

After a long time, the old monk folded his hands, bowed slightly towards the old lady, and said,

"The Zen master of the sky is overrated. ”

When the old lady heard this, she first said with a smile, and then turned her eyes to look at her daughter-in-law, and her son, who was in the kitchen, carefully serving the soup, with a smile in her cloudy eyes,

“...... Decheng's father went early, and it was all thanks to the help of these neighbors around him that he grew up...... But my son, my daughter-in-law is very filial, and she is very good to me, an old woman. Old woman, I can see them every day, when they are not free, I can cook for them, and when I eat, the whole family can sit together and talk about the family, and the old woman is very happy in my heart. I don't know if this is the paradise that Zen Master Junkong said. The old lady smiled and looked at her son and daughter-in-law and said.

Hearing this, the old monk recited the Buddha's name again, and was silent again, his eyes a little distracted.

“...... Buddha in the Sea of Suffering......"

Muttering, the old monk repeated over and over again.

......

“...... Mom, here, this fish soup has been placed on the stove, and it is still a little hot, so be careful when you hold it. ”

Holding two bowls of fish soup that were somewhat full, the middle-aged man was a little cautious and moved out of the kitchen.

And the old lady, before the middle-aged man walked to the table, stood up and hurriedly reached out to pick it up,

"Be careful, it's not hot, are you?" the old lady asked, reaching out and taking the two bowls of fish soup together.

"Yun Hui, don't get up, it's inconvenient to sit up and sit with your stomach up, I'll just put it on the table for you. ”

The old lady turned her head and said to her daughter-in-law, carefully put a bowl of fish soup on her daughter-in-law's table,

"Thank you, Mom. The middle-aged woman sat down again, smiled and said to the old lady,

"Thank you, when my mother was born and became virtuous, I couldn't wait to lie in bed every day. The old lady smiled and sat down again, "How can you be as sensible as Yunhui, and help clean up the house, I wanted to lie on the bed at that time, and then put a bucket on the edge of the bed." ”

"Aren't you afraid that Mom is tired?" the middle-aged woman sat next to the old lady and said with a smile,

"I'm tired of what, I'm tired, Mom's body, I can't take care of you. ”

The old lady said with a smile, and then turned her head and looked at her son,

“...... By the way, Decheng, today I look at the weather forecast, these two days are estimated to be strong winds on the sea, you see tomorrow if the weather is good, turn over the roof, clean up, don't blow the wind at that time, the roof is taken away. ”

"Cheng, I'll go up to the roof tomorrow to see ......"

......

On the side, Lian Ge was drinking porridge and eating vegetables, looking at the family under the lamp, listening to the words in his ears,

The old monk also picked up the bowl again, ate the porridge at the bottom of the bowl, and from time to time also picked up chopsticks and vegetarian dishes, but only one of the plates.

......

“...... Zen Master Junkong, young man, I'll let Decheng serve you a bowl of porridge again. ”

After talking to her son and daughter-in-law, the old lady turned her head back and looked at Lian Ge and the old monk,

"Thanks, but no. Lian Ge put down the bowl, thanked him, glanced at the old lady and said,

"A bowl of porridge for a poor monk is enough. The old monk shook his head and stood up from his stool, "...... I don't know, where is there a place where you can wash the dishes and chopsticks, and whether the poor monks can be allowed to wash the dishes and chopsticks. ”

The old monk looked left and right, then leaned towards the old lady and asked,

"Zen Master Junkong, I'll come, I'll take it to the backyard and wash it for you. The old lady stood up and said in a loud voice,

"I have already received the soup from the donor, but I really dare not bother the donor anymore...... Half a bowl of water is all it takes. The old monk shook his head and said,

"That'...... In the kitchen in the backyard, there is a faucet, right there, and Zen Master Junkong please take care of himself. The old lady walked around the table and said to the old monk, while pointing to the location,

"Thank you, donor. He folded his hands again and bowed down towards the old lady, who took the bowl and walked into the kitchen.

......

“...... Zen Master Junkong, young man, it's getting late, except for our village in this vicinity, and then it will take more than ten miles to get to anyone, so it's better to rest here for a night and then go. ”

The old lady who stood up looked out the window, looked at the night that was already deepening, turned her head, and said to Lian Ge and the old monk,

"Yes, this night, it's not convenient to hurry, the road is not easy to walk, and there are few cars, just stay here for one night, and wait until tomorrow to go,"

The middle-aged man also said out loud,

"Then thank you, old man. Glancing at the old lady, Lian Ge smiled slightly and responded.

On the side, around the porridge bowl, after eating the porridge vegetables, the little mouse with a somewhat round stomach also jumped on Lian Ge's shoulder again.

"You're welcome, whoever comes is a guest. The old lady shook her head with a smile, turned her head again, and said to the old monk who was washing the dishes in the kitchen,

"Then Zen Master Jikong, can you stay too?"

In the kitchen, the old monk turned on a small amount of water, cleaned the dishes and chopsticks little by little, turned his head when he heard the words, and shook his head,

"This is really too disturbing, the poor monk is covered in stinky skin, he can sleep anywhere, and he really doesn't dare to disturb the donor anymore. ”

"Don't bother, don't bother...... the old lady said with a smile, "Zen Master Jikong has profound Dharma, and the old woman just wants to talk to Zen Master Jikong again, so that Zen Master Jikong can solve my doubts for the old woman and me, and declare the Dharma, where will I disturb ......"

The old monk washed the dishes and chopsticks, turned off the faucet, hesitated, looked at the old lady's family, and then looked at Lian Ge on the side,

"Thank you, donor, donor, mercy. ”

With his hands folded, the old monk bowed to the old lady and said,

"You're welcome, you're welcome," the old lady was a little happy, "then I'll go and clean up the house for Zen Master Jikong and the young man." ”

Looking at Lian Ge and Jikong, the old lady said a word, and she was ready to get busy,

"Mom, I'll come," the middle-aged man on the side got up and said,

"You can accompany Yunhui to dinner, just come here. ”

The old lady said with a smile, and walked away to the side, just moved a few steps, paused again, and looked at the old monk,

“...... Zen Master Junkong, do you want me to boil a pot of hot water for you by the way, you can wash and wash up, and you can sleep more comfortably at night?"

When the old monk heard this, he lowered his head and looked at the ash stained on his body,

"Thank you, donor. ”

......

“...... Zen Master Junkong, there has been no one living in this house for a long time, so I simply cleaned it up, changed the bed and cleaned the quilt, I hope that Zen Master Junkong will not dislike it. ”

After taking a bath and putting on the same faded monk's robe with sewing marks in his bag, the old monk seemed to be no different from before.

Leading the way, the old lady led Lian Ge and the old monk to the door of the two bedrooms,

"To have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, the poor monk is grateful. When the old monk heard this, he shook his head and said,

"Na Zen Master, you should rest early...... This is your room, young man. ”

"Thank you. ”