The goddess is affectionate, in the season when the autumn breeze of Tianlu Mountain is cool, the mountain flowers are blooming, and the autumn colors are picturesque, Liang Yulian's dress is as beautiful as the mountain flowers. Her illusion of ethereal love for Huineng is also as charming and sultry as the real thing.

Liang Yulian heard Huineng say that his father didn't want his Lu family's cigarettes to be cut off, and couldn't help but say: "Your father's wish is to hope that his son will become a dragon and glorify his ancestors!" ”

"yes!" Huineng nodded, and then continued:

After a long time, my father was freed from the pain, thinking that his children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, no matter what way he will go in the future, and then talk about the future, I will do the things in front of me first, and I have to cook for my wife, so that my wife can take care of her body and raise the children well. Thinking of this, he quietly went into the kitchen to cook.

When it was almost noon, my mother woke up from a sweet dream and opened her eyes to see her baby son beside her, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed.

For the first time in her life, my mother enjoyed the warmth and happiness of being a mother, and she was very happy. But my father was half happy and half worried, he forced a smile and brought the hot meal to my mother: "Madam, please eat!" ”

Although my father was very good at pretending to be happy in front of my mother, the smart and careful mother noticed that his expression was different, and he seemed to have a bitter heart.

After my mother's repeated questioning, my father had to tell the truth of the matter.

When my mother heard this, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and her brain buzzed and fainted. My dad was horrified when he saw it, "Madame, wake up!" Madame, wake up! ”

Over the years, my mother has chanted and worshiped the Buddha, in order to ask for a son to retire and send him to the end of his life, and continue to smoke cigarettes, but she never expected that her son would be a Buddhist in the future, which really made her unable to accept this fact.

When Huineng said this, she paused, looked at Liang Yulian, and said: Don't look at my mother's worship of Buddha and belief in Buddha for many years, but she does not understand the Buddha's teaching of sentient beings to break delusion and attachment, and she does not understand the true teachings of Buddhism.

When my father saw that my mother was pale and wanted to cry without tears, he knew that she was extremely sad, so he hurriedly persuaded him: Madam, don't be sad, take care of your body, you still need us to raise your son. Besides, the world is unpredictable, and what he will do in the future is not certain, so why should you take the monk's words as true? You think, if my son really becomes a monk in the future, it will also be providential, who can give birth to a child who can fill the room with millilight and fragrance? If my son can really be a monk in the future, surpass the ancestors of the past generations, and educate the public, then my husband and wife will not raise children in vain, and it is also our glory!

Sister Lian, listen, my father's words are so good. These words of deep righteousness were not the words of his heart, and if he had thought so, he would not have been bitter and sorrowful. Why doesn't he want his son to follow the path of ordinary people, start a family, and pass on the lineage? I just said this to comfort my mother.

Don't say it, after my father's hard work to comfort and persuade me, my mother really stopped her sadness. When my father and my mother arrived at this time, they were really happy, sad, happy, or crying, and they had mixed feelings, and they couldn't tell what it was like.

My father and my mother cherished me in every way, cared for me in a thousand ways, and I was really scared in my head, afraid in my chest, and afraid in my mouth.

My father and my mother worked hard to raise me, and they survived day after day, month after month, and finally survived three spring and autumn seasons, hoping that when I was three years old and seeing that I was strong and healthy, they put down their hearts.

When I shouted the first "Daddy" with difficulty, my father was so happy that he cried and hugged me:! Neng'er, my father has finally looked forward to this day, and I have looked forward to the day when my biological son calls me a father. I have been looking forward to this day for more than ten years, and it is not easy to come by. "My father was happy to see me grow up, but he was sad about his growing body.

Since he was demoted, he often hated the darkness of officialdom and the injustice of the world. And because he has no children under his knees, he has always been looking forward to it day and night for more than ten years, and he is depressed. After the birth of his son, he met the strange old monk who came to his door and told him that his son would be a member of Buddhism in the future, which made him frightened. Coupled with being in a desolate foreign land, loneliness and unadaptability to the surrounding environment and climate, he was physically and mentally exhausted, riddled with diseases, and gradually felt that his body was difficult to support.

My mother was busy asking Lang Zhong for my father to treat him with medicine. Day after day, my father's condition did not improve, and my mother had to be treated everywhere, spending all the family's meager savings, and my father's condition still did not improve.

Although my father was an official, he was a clean official, not rich, and he came here with a degraded official, and he brought not much silver, and he had prepared land. Now my father is very sad to see that my mother has sold the only little land in the family in order to treat himself.

People say: If there is something wrong, there is no disease, and if there is something lacking, there is no shortage of money. But my father is still the opposite, he is sick and lacks money, and he is really in a difficult situation.

He knew that he had run out of oil and dried up, so he said that he wouldn't let my mother give him any more medicine: "Madam, the Buddha is difficult to get rid of sentient beings, and doctors are difficult to treat people who are dying, I have run out of oil and the lamp is dry, and there is no medicine to cure, so don't waste money for me anymore." You have traveled all the way with me to this place, without relatives, without a way to borrow, if this only bit of meager property is exhausted, after I return to the west, how will you and Neng'er survive? I can't pull Neng'er up, I can't raise Neng'er as an adult, I can't continue to love him, I'm already very sorry for him. If you want to think of the love between our husband and wife, listen to my advice, stop wasting money for me, and use this money to raise my son. He is the only flesh and blood of my Lu family, the only hope, no matter how you want to pull him up, don't let him suffer and suffer. ”

"Don't worry, husband, I will take good care of Neng'er, but I want to treat you even more, that is, smashing pots and selling iron, begging from door to door, I will also cure you, so that you can teach Neng'er well, so that our Neng'er parents are both complete. Besides, you and I have been together for decades, if you don't cure your illness, how can I feel at ease and live alone in the world? ”

When my father heard this, he was very distressed: "Madame said this! ”

When my mother saw that my father refused to delay the medical treatment, she was very painful, and hurriedly called me: "Neng'er, quickly call your father to take medicine." ”

Although I was young at the time, when I heard it, I staggered to my father's bed as if I was sensible, and kept shouting: "Daddy takes medicine, Daddy takes medicine!" ”

My father looked at my mother and me, grabbed the soft intestines, and cut the heart and lungs with a knife, it was really difficult to cut off, so he had to take the medicine bowl and drink it all, how he hoped to use the power of medicine to keep his life. At this time, people are the most miserable and pitiful, they don't want to die and there is no way not to die, and the pain can be imagined.

Some can resist an army of millions, but no one can resist the coming of death. Death is the most terrible and fair thing in the world, and there will come a day when you are rich or poor. Human life is breathing, people can't control their own lives, and no one can stop them from letting him live in the world forever. My father also can't control his own life, although he can't give up his wife and children, but he has no choice, he still leaves his wife and children and dies.