"The Buddha is in the sea of suffering...... and not ...... other side"

At the table in the hall, the old lady and the old monk turned their heads and looked at Lian Ge,

The old monk's eyes were a little trance-like, and he seemed to be a little distracted, and he repeated it in his mouth, and read it again,

The old lady was a little confused in her cloudy eyes, lowered her head, and opened her mouth.

The middle-aged couple who were eating on the side also paused their chopsticks, looked over here, and then looked at each other again, and then the middle-aged man reached out and stroked his wife's bulging belly, with a smile on his face.

The hall was quieter.

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“...... Amitabha, the great wisdom of the benefactor. ”

After a long time, the old monk raised his hands, folded them and read to Lian Ge, and then paused again and asked Lian Ge,

"Then donor, dare to ask where the Buddha is in the sea of suffering?"

Hearing this, Lian Ge took the bowl of water, took a sip, glanced at the old monk, smiled slightly, and turned his gaze back,

"Aren't you sitting next to you?"

Hearing this, the old monk couldn't help but turn his head to look for it, and when he saw the old lady sitting beside him,

Looking at the old lady, the old monk stopped his gaze, lowered his head again, looked at the half bowl of porridge on the table that had not been eaten, and paused.

“...... What the donor said is that for me, the Buddha is on my side...... This benefactor is the Buddha. ”

On the side, the old lady who also turned her head heard this, quickly waved her hand and said,

"Wife, I am a Buddha, how can I be a Buddha. ”

"Deserve it, you can afford it......" The old monk raised his head, said another word to the old lady, turned his head again, and folded his hands to Lian Ge,

"Great wisdom of the benefactor. The poor monk thanked the benefactor for his explanation. ”

Glancing at the old monk, he shook his head slightly, and Lian Ge didn't say anything more.

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"Zen Master Junkong, let's eat first, don't the food will be cold for a while, it was really delayed just now. ”

At the dining table, the old lady beckoned and said,

"Thank you, donor. The old monk folded his hands and bowed his head and said.

"Zen Master Junkong is polite. ”

After laughing and saying again, the old lady turned her head again and looked at Lian Ge who was sitting on the side,

"This young man, I'll ask Decheng to serve you a bowl of porridge too, and eat some together, right?"

"Thank you then. Lian Ge glanced at the old lady, smiled, and handed the bowl out in his hand,

The middle-aged man on the side heard the sound, stood up, and took the bowl,

"Then little brother, wait a minute......

As he spoke, the middle-aged man was about to walk towards the kitchen, but he turned around and took a step forward, and then paused.

"Little brother, I look at the white rat on your shoulder...... Why don't you bring it a bowl and put it in some too? ”

The middle-aged man turned around and asked.

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at the squatting on his shoulder, greedy, looking at the guinea pig on the table, and smiled,

"Then it's bothering you, brother. ”

"No trouble, no trouble...... the middle-aged man shook his head, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

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"Zen Master Jikong eats some vegetables, just drinking this clear porridge, there is always no taste in the mouth. ”

At the table, the old monk picked up the bowl with half a bowl of porridge left, took the somewhat faded chopsticks, and ate,

The old lady beckoned from the side,

"Thank you, donor. The old monk thanked him, but he didn't reach out to pick up the vegetables, but just continued to drink the bowl of porridge.

"Zen Master Jiekong's ascetic practice of Buddhism is really admirable. You've encountered a lot of things in a long time, right?"

The old lady didn't persuade again, but continued to talk to the old monk.

"When the donor is not admired, the poor monk is just confused, in order to seek what he has in his heart, he left the temple...... It was something that happened, but it made the poor monk more and more confused. ”

When the old monk heard this, he paused to drink porridge, put down his hand, just took the porridge bowl in his hand, replied, paused again, and said.

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“...... Little brother, give,"

At this moment, the middle-aged man walked out of the kitchen again with two bowls of porridge and handed one of the bowls to Lian Ge with a pair of clean chopsticks.

"Thank you. With a smile, Lian Ge thanked him and took it.

"The little brother is polite. The middle-aged man shook his head, and looked at the mouse on Lian Ge's shoulder again, "Little brother, you little mouse ......"

"Just put it somewhere in your liking. Lian Ge glanced at the mouse on his shoulder, which had already erected his forelimbs, and said with a smile,

"That Cheng ......" The middle-aged man responded, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table, put two chopsticks into the bowl containing the porridge, and put them on the ground.

Immediately after, the guinea pig on Lian Ge's shoulder scurried down and rushed to the edge of the bowl,

Circling around the edge of the bowl, the mouse did not eat it immediately, but turned its head, looked at himself, and then at the porridge and vegetables in the bowl, hesitated, sniffing the porridge and vegetables in the bowl.

"Little brother, don't you like to eat porridge?" The middle-aged man looked at the mouse who was around the bowl but didn't eat porridge, and couldn't help asking,

"It's just scared of shedding. Lian Ge glanced at the guinea pig, smiled and said,

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask again,

And after the mouse circled around the bowl a few more times, he also fought against the porridge and vegetables.

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"Sit down at the table, young man, for the dishes. ”

At the table, the old lady gave way to the side and greeted,

The old monk also paused, moved to the side, and made a larger vacancy on his side.

Lian Ge glanced at the old lady and the old monk, got up with a smile, moved closer to the table, picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched a stir-fry dish on the chopsticks table, and took a bite.

"How's that, young man, to your taste?" said the old lady, laughing, and asked,

"It's good. Lian Ge responded with a smile, turned his gaze, and looked at the old monk sitting beside him,

"Zen Master Junkong, try it too. Lian Ge turned his gaze back and said,

Hearing this, the old monk paused, and seemed to hesitate,

"Since you have entered the bitter sea, how can you just sit on the boat and not taste the bitter sea. ”

Holding the bowl and eating a mouthful of porridge, Lian Ge said in a calm tone.

When the old monk heard this, he was silent again, picked up the chopsticks, and next to a plate of vegetarian dishes near the table, he took a pair of chopsticks, put them in the bowl, and took a bite.

“...... Tasted good......"

After chewing and eating, the old monk said,

“...... It's good, it's good, young man, Zen Master Jikong, eat more food. If the food is cold and not enough, I'll go and fry some for you, wife. ”

When the old lady heard this, she said with a smile,

"Buddhism talks about fate, the old lady I am also a person who believes in Buddhism, the young man and the Zen master of Jiekong can come to us, it is also fate, don't be too polite, just be yourself. ”

"Thank you, old man. Lian Ge smiled, ate porridge, and thanked him.

"Thank you, donor. ”

The old monk said together.

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“...... Mom, there's still some fish soup in the pot, I'll serve you another bowl." ”

On the side, the middle-aged man who had not yet sat down again smiled and said to his mother,

"Let's give Yun Hui a little bit first, you see how tired Yun Hui is with a stomach this day, and she should make up for it. ”

The old lady who turned her head smiled and replied,

"Mom, no, I usually drink a lot. Mom, drink some too, the weather has been cold for the past two days, Mom, you drink more soup to warm up your body. The middle-aged woman held her stomach up, smiled, and said to the old lady,

"Okay, okay, my son and daughter-in-law feel sorry for me, so my mother will drink some too. The old lady smiled and responded,

"Mom, I'll give you all some. The middle-aged man smiled as he looked at his mother and his wife, and as he spoke, he took the bowl again and turned around and walked into the kitchen.

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On the side, Lian Ge took a sip of porridge, looked at this scene, and smiled slightly.

The old monk paused while holding the porridge bowl and drinking the porridge, silent, and his eyes were a little lost.