Qu Xia approached the chair, picked up the string of wooden seed wrist beads, looked at it, and then said, "This string of threads is old, I'll help you get a new one." ”

As soon as his words fell, he saw Shi Yi poking his head out of the bathtub and hesitated, "No...... It's not good to trouble Grandpa Qu anymore, I've already bothered you a lot of things. Regarding the question of Qu Xia's title, after knowing the story of his mother and this house, he quickly called with Mo Ye.

"Silly boy, are you still reluctant to break this thread?" Qu Xia said with a smile: "From childhood to adulthood, it has taken eleven or two years to say the least, and no matter how good the line is, it will not be able to stand this wear and tear." ”

"Oh." Shi Yi, who had already realized something from Qu Xia's words, responded in a somewhat muffled voice. The expression on his face froze for a moment, and he gradually understood why Qu Xia's smiling face just now showed kindness, but he felt that it was the first time he had met this thin old man. It seems that he should have seen him a long time ago, but he didn't remember anything at that time, but this old man remembered that he didn't remember, and now he still takes care of him as a child!

"Thank you, Grandpa Qu." Shi Yi's heart warmed, looked at the back of Qu Xia, who had already walked out of the door, and said thank you for being late.

Qu Xia went to his room to find a needle and thread, and then went to the front yard and sat down at the stone table, where the light was good and suitable for threading needles.

But he is indeed old, lonely in this house, life is monotonous, people are easy to age quickly, the thin silk thread pinched in the slightly trembling hand, fiddling for a long time did not penetrate the pinhole smaller than sesame grains. And the more this work was done to the end, the more Qu Xia's hand trembled.

Mo Ye helped Qu Xia boil two large pots of hot water, if it weren't for the precautions of men and women, she would have wanted to do it instead of Qu Xia when she went to add bath water to Shi Yi. After Shi Yi followed Mo Ye here, the symptoms of dizziness became more and more obvious. Qu Xia would never agree to him working like this again. So Qu Xia was responsible for helping Shi Yi get the bath water, while Mo Ye made a basin of hot water, stuffed the coat he gave Shi Yi on, and Shi Yi's two clothes that were soiled when he was saving people just now, into the basin and washed them.

These clothes are just wet by the water of the Wei River and stained with some dust, which is not troublesome to clean, and there is no need to go to the big pond to float after washing, just take the well water and rinse it again. This old mansion has double wells, although it is simple on the outside, but the living configuration inside is rich and luxurious. Qu Xia has been alone in the old house for many years. The water in the double wells is abundant, and the old man himself said that he rarely goes to the outside water source to wash clothes, and Mo Ye is naturally generous to use.

It didn't take much effort for Mo Ye to wash and dry the three pieces of clothes. After some labor, her body became hot, and Mo Ye was not in a hurry to add a coat, so she walked back to the main hall in a jacket, and then she saw Qu Xia's trembling hands tinkering with needlework.

The back of Qu Xia's threading the needle made Mo Ye can't help but think of his aunt. When I was in Xingjia Village, my aunt often sat in the front yard doing needlework. The layout of this house is basically the same as the one in Xingjia Village, so at this moment, in Mo Ye's eyes, it seems that she still lives in Xingjia Village, but the personnel have changed.

"Grandpa Qu." Before the person approached, Mo Ye called.

Qu Xia looked back. A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he hurriedly beckoned and said, "Ye'er come over and help grandpa thread thread." ”

Of course, Mo Ye is extremely willing to serve in this matter, if it weren't for the fact that she knew that she couldn't handle her needlework skills, she was even ready to take over the next sewing work.

However, when Mo Ye threaded the needle and thread and handed it to Qu Xia, she realized that Qu Xia didn't want to sew anything. On the stone table, apart from a roll of silk thread, there was only a string of wrist beads. When Mo Ye saw it, he casually asked, "This is ......?"

"Shi Yi, that young man. You didn't notice? Qu Xia smiled, and then said: "This is what I went to the temple to beg, and the child can be safe if he wears it, but that was a long time ago." ”

A long time ago! Mo Ye thought to himself. I couldn't help but look at the string of beads a few more times. But when she looked at it, she only thought it was an ordinary thing, and if it weren't for a well-intentioned wish, she might have thrown it on the street, and few people would have noticed it!

"It's good to be young! Eyes are clear and hands are steady. Qu Xia sighed because of Mo Ye's speed of threading the needle. But as soon as he put down the needle and picked up the string of wrist beads, he patted his forehead again and blamed himself: "Hey! I'm an old man, and my brain has become dull, and I forgot to pick up scissors. ”

Mo Ye could probably understand what Qu Xia was going to do, and when he saw that he was about to get up, he hurriedly said: "Grandpa Qu, the thread of this string of beads is about to decay, just break it with your hand." ”

Qu Xia, who had already stood up, shook his head slightly and said, "This is a thing of Buddhism, no matter what, it needs to be treated with respect." ”

"Something from the Buddha? Prayer beads? Mo Ye muttered silently in his heart. When she was still living in Xingjia Village, because her master Lin Shan didn't seem to care much about Buddhism, she only followed Li Shi to a few small temples to offer incense, and her memory of Buddhism was very scarce. If you can't understand it, how can you talk about respect? Even if you can pretend to be respectful, it is difficult to have respect in your heart.

Mo Ye touched the smooth wood seed beads, and suddenly jokingly thought of the monk's bald head, and couldn't help but think again, if the nuns in those small temples took off the cloth hats they wore on their heads and showed their bald appearance, would they be particularly ugly?

When the smooth touch of the wood seed beads slid through Mo Ye's fingertips, it suddenly made her heart slightly smart, and she came back to her senses, whether she believed it or not, she would only feel strange in her heart, and she didn't dare to continue thinking about it, just looked at the beads in her hand, and silently recited the Buddha verses like the monks in the temple.

Qu Xia soon came back with scissors, and he picked off the old thread and began to string beads with the new thread. Mo Ye sat next to him, watching the movements between his fingers, and suddenly thought of something and said: "Grandpa Qu, in fact, you can combine the silk threads and string the beads with double threads, isn't that more durable?" ”

"Yes and no."

Qu Xia's full attention was on the matter of stringing beads, and he answered a little vaguely about Mo Ye's Jianyì.

Mo Ye then asked, "Why not?" ”

"Buddha, pay attention to a casual fate!" Qu Xia explained softly, and in Mo Ye's opinion, this answer was still very vague.

Mo Ye looked confused, rubbing a wood seed bead in her hand, and it wasn't until Qu Xia stretched out her hand for a long time that she came back to her senses and handed the bead in her hand to Qu Xia.

Qu Xia took the last wood seed bead, he didn't string it up immediately, but looked at Mo Ye and calmed down, and then Wen Yan asked, "Do you like this thing?" ”

said that he liked it, but he hadn't reached that realm yet; If you say you hate it, that's not all. Because this thing belongs to Shi Yi, she played with it for a while just now, and she can have some good feelings for it.

"I like it." Mo Ye looked at Qu Xia and replied.

She didn't know how much she liked the wrist bead, but she could be sure that Qu Xia must have liked it very much.

But she didn't expect that after Qu Xia got her reply, he just knotted the beaded thread, handed it into her hand, and said, "Try it." ”

"But this is Brother Yi's stuff." Mo Ye, who didn't know why, hesitated for a moment, and finally put the string of beads on her wrist according to her words, and then she took it off again, and said while returning it to Qu Xia: "No, it's big." ”

"It's not weird!" Qu Xia smiled and said, "I gave this string of beads to the child when he was still very young. After so many years, he gradually grew up, and his wrists became much thicker, but the number of beads would not increase, but he didn't expect that he had never changed the thread for it, so he earned to wear it, and the thread also grew longer. ”

Mo Ye sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It's really not easy if the line is not broken. ”

"It's good if it's not broken!" Qu Xia stared for a moment before he said: "It is said that this kind of item from Buddhism is spiritual, and after wearing it for a long time, it will be connected with the owner's life. It can't change the course of things, but sometimes it can give you a warning. ”

"This is too mysterious!" The look in Mo Ye's eyes was obviously telling others, she didn't believe this.

"There's no reason for that." A thoughtful look appeared on Qu Xia's face, and after a moment of silence, he said: "However, there is a saying in the world that after two close people are in a different place, if one of them suddenly encounters a disaster, the other party will sense it, or it will sense it in advance, and take dreams or some physical discomfort as a response. There is no reason to follow this, but it has happened. ”

Hearing his explanation, Mo Ye couldn't help but be a little skeptical, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Grandpa Qu, do you mean that if this kind of foreign object has been with you for a long time, it can be like that close person to foretell something?" ”

"This kind of statement, the disciples of Buddhism have no famous sayings, and most of them are guessed by the people based on some things that have happened." At this moment, Qu Xia's tone became hesitant, and he said after a pause: "I didn't think so much when I gave this string of beads to the small stone, just because most of the people who went to the temple to offer incense asked for this to go back, and I heard them say that this thing is auspicious!" I thought that Xiao Shi's background was quite pitiful, so I brought him a bunch back. ”

Qu Xia fiddled with the string of beads and continued: "After so many years, although the thread is old but still intact, and the small stone has grown so big safely, I don't know if this bead has taken a share of the credit." ”

He turned his eyes to look at Mo Ye, and then said: "Since you like it, I will go to the Qingmiao in a few days to bring you a string back, no matter what, it can be regarded as a prayer for you, old man!" ”。 (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation