Xu is Xuanwei's temperament is too dusty, like an immortal, Zhang Han is like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and he poured out the things that were pressed in his heart.

Zhang Han had never mentioned these things to others, and after saying them all at this moment, the depression in his heart was actually a little more relaxed.

"Please also ask the Taoist to teach me, what should I do?" Zhang Han bowed deeply.

"Do laymen know the book "Zengguang Xianwen"?" asked Xuan Wei.

Zhang Han didn't pay attention to reading when he was studying, and he didn't develop the habit of reading, so he naturally had no impression of it.

This book, also known as "The Virtuous Texts of the Past" and "The Ancient and Modern Virtuous Texts", was written about the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and was the ancient children's enlightenment bibliography. The whole article is more than 3,000 words, selected from rhyming proverbs and good sentences, mainly talking about the philosophy of life and the way of life. The book is permeated with the ideas of my Taoism, interspersed with some Confucian concepts. Xuan Wei explained slowly.

Zhang Han silently wrote down the title of the book, planning to take a good look at the book when he returned.

In this book, there is a sentence that the layman must have heard of as well. "There are times in life that must be had, and there is no time in life when you want to ask for it", what is lost is doomed, and no one can get it back, so we should cherish the present. Xuan Wei continued.

Zhang Han pursed his lips, first thought of his deceased father, and then his mother came to mind.

"Yes, my father has passed away, and all I can do is repay my mother for the debt of my unfulfilled filial piety!" Zhang Han muttered to himself.

But when he thought of his mother's torment immersed in the past every day, Zhang Han couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable.

"The layman's mother may also feel guilty!" Xuan Wei seemed to sense Zhang Han's thoughts, and suddenly said.

When Zhang Han heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

Before, he was only immersed in the past as a mother, and it wasn't until Xuanwei's words just now that he realized that it might be more like remorse and guilt.

Why didn't he detect the hidden root cause of the disease earlier, why didn't he usually cook more dishes he liked, and why didn't he give each other more time to chat......

Isn't the mother's various behaviors during this period of time a manifestation of guilt?

"Actually, the layman is a little worried, according to you, your mother is a strong woman. The reason why she feels guilty is because her feelings for your father are too deep to let go of in a short time. And her chanting and chanting and preparing to participate in the Qingming Transcendence Puja are all proofs that she is working hard to come out in the way she can. Xuan said softly.

"Thank you Xuanwei Daoist for your advice!" Zhang Han saw the sun as if he had seen the clouds, and most of the worries in his heart were put down.

"The poor Taoist master and apprentice have prepared some paper money with a mantra painted on it, and if the layman needs it, he can take a few back after the incense. Xuan Wei said with a slight smile, and then turned around and left.

Bowing to Xuanwei's back, Zhang Han quickly followed the team that was going to the main hall to enter the incense.

Like all pilgrims who came to the Heaven and Earth Temple for the first time, when Zhang Han heard from Ming Ye's mouth that it only cost one yuan of incense money, his face was full of incredulity.

In his opinion, the one yuan is clearly symbolic.

The respect for the view of heaven and earth in his heart was once again greatly improved, and Zhang Han took out a thousand yuan from his wallet and quietly stuffed it into the merit box.

There is not much money, but it is all saved by him by saving money.

According to the instructions of tomorrow night, Zhang Han respectfully incense the statue of the god.

Kneeling in front of the statue, he made a sincere wish, praying for his father to be reincarnated as soon as possible and for his mother to be in good health.

I don't know if it's out of psychology, when Zhang Han got up, he had a rare feeling that his prayers were being listened to by the gods.

……

After leaving the Heaven and Earth Temple, Zhang Han went straight to the public cemetery where his father was buried.

With a bouquet of flowers and a bag of tribute, Zhang Han came to his father's tombstone.

Placing flowers and tributes in front of the tombstone, Zhang Han took out a bottle of liquor from the bag and unscrewed it and poured it on the ground.

My father had no other hobbies during his lifetime, except for the occasional drink.

Holding the newly bought towel and moistening it with mineral water, Zhang Hanzai wiped it carefully.

"Time flies so fast, a few months have passed before you know it, and I don't know how you're doing over there, father?"

talked about his recent work and life, and then talked about his mother, Zhang Han pestered his father to chat like he did when he was a child.

It's just that Zhang Han couldn't hear his father's slightly impatient response anymore.

About half an hour later, Zhang Han suddenly remembered something, and took out a piece of paper money wrapped in a newspaper from his bag.

Unlike the fancy replica coins on the market, these coins are very ordinary yellow paper, with fine incantations painted with cinnabar.

This is exactly the paper money received from the Heaven and Earth Temple, because it is quite cumbersome and cumbersome to draw the mantra of the past life, and the quantity supplied to each pilgrim is quite limited.

Zhang Han glanced around, and when he saw that he didn't find any manager, he immediately took out a lighter and burned the paper money in front of the tombstone.

After all, it is a public cemetery, and incense and candles are strictly prohibited, but there are still many people who secretly carry incense and candles and burn paper money while the management is away.

Managers can understand the feelings of their families, as long as they don't go too far, they will turn a blind eye.

According to the instructions before tomorrow night, when Zhang Han counted the paper money, he chanted at the same time in his mouth: "The Imperial Decree of the Taishang, Chaoru Lonely Soul!"

The yellow paper money was lit, and a green smoke rose up, and the wind could not disperse, reaching the blue sky.

"Father, I will take care of my mother and this family!So, you can go with peace of mind and be reincarnated as soon as possible!" Zhang Han looked up at Qingyan and said softly.

In a trance, Zhang Han seemed to hear a familiar voice: "Well, you've grown up!"

"Thank you!" the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Zhang Hanfu said to himself heartily.

The green smoke gradually dissipated, and the ashes of the paper money were scattered everywhere with a gust of wind.

"Father, I'll go back first! Wait until Qingming Day, I'll come over with my mother to see you!" Zhang Han knelt down at the tombstone, then got up and packed up his things and left the cemetery.

……

Back at home, my mother was cooking in the kitchen.

"Mom, what are you going to eat tonight?" asked Zhang Han.

Mother smiled at Zhang Han and said softly: "Braised pork, you and your father's favorite food!"

Zhang Han glanced at the place that belonged to his father on the dining table, on which a pair of dishes and chopsticks were neatly placed.

"Xiao Han, my mother was sitting on the sofa, and somehow she fell asleep, and then she dreamed of your father!" said the mother suddenly.

Zhang Han was stunned, wasn't that exactly when he was sweeping the tomb?

"He told me that he couldn't afford to leave when he prepared so many favorite meals for him every day!" said the mother slowly, tears falling from her eyes.

Wiping away her tears, her mother greeted with a smile: "Come, sit down to eat, accompany your father to have one last meal, and he will leave with peace of mind!"

"Well, we're having dinner as a family!" Zhang Han nodded heavily.