Lu Zhu followed Chen Qi's side, extremely peaceful, didn't say a word along the way, just followed quietly, pulling the corner of Chen Qi's clothes, and was a little scared.

It was supposed to be a quiet and solemn journey, but the fat monk always had to rest, and as soon as he walked, he made a creaking and rattling sound, which made people feel extremely funny.

The land was very remote, and it took a group of people who stopped and stopped along the way to carry the coffin to the place, and the tomb had been dug up, and the moist earth was piled aside, like another tomb.

"Whew...... Whoosh...... Huh...... "The monk was dressed roughly, leaning against a big tree, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Girl, it's not too early, and I'm going to go into the ground when I recite a scripture and overdo it." ”

The monk took off the rosary from his neck and hung it in his hand. "While I'm chanting, take another look at Lingtang."

Yu Youwei listened to the fat monk's words, tears fell down again, the pair of beautiful eyebrows like distant mountains frowned slightly, her eyes were red and swollen, tears flowed down from her eyes, Yu Youwei covered her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were extremely emotional, which made people have to feel pity.

Yu Youwei walked to her mother's coffin with her steps, and couldn't bear to look down. Just standing in front of the coffin, looking into the distance, the rain falling on his face, I don't know if it is water or tears.

This is her only relative, and it has left her.

"Sister, stop crying." Lu Zhu ran out of Miss Miao's umbrella, tugging at the corner of Yu Youwei's clothes and said.

"Fish girl, life and death are fateful, let's mourn and change."

"If there are many people in the world to come, who are not enough to eat and clothing, or who are willing to be, or who are sick or sick, or who are devastated or decrepit, or who are restless in their homes, or who are scattered by their families, or who are in trouble, who are troubled by all kinds of things, and who are in their sleep, there will be many fears. If you are a person, you can hear the name of the place, see the shape of the place, be respectful, and read it ten thousand times, it is all unsatisfactory things, and gradually disappear, that is, you will be happy, and you will have abundant food and clothing. Even in sleep, everything is happy. …”

Yu Youwei covered her tears with her sleeves and barely stopped crying, but as soon as the fat monk read the scriptures, the coffin bearer began to get out of the coffin, and this time Yu Youwei cried again.

The deep eyes cried, like a fog in the mountains, and it rained in the forest, and the eyes were hazy, which was extremely distressing.

……

The rain did not stop until noon, the sunlight penetrated through the leaves, the moisture on the ground slowly evaporated, and the originally dull and oppressive air became fresh again with the reappearance of the sun.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

"Because my sister didn't take good care of her mother and didn't make her happy." Yu Youwei said.

"But is it necessary to be happy to be alive?" Miss Miao walked up and asked, her face a little melancholy.

"We come to this world crying, the people around us are laughing, we leave this world with a smile, the people around us are crying, and this process is called life. It's a very interesting thing in this world, cats like to eat fish, but cats can't go into the water, fish like to eat earthworms, but fish can't go ashore. ”

After the fat monk finished reciting the scriptures, he walked over to them, and said such a Zen sentence as he went.

"So, the normal state of life is to love and not to be." Chen Qi said to himself with understanding.

"Exactly, no one can accompany us all our lives, only by knowing how to cherish can we avoid regrets, and only by knowing how to let go can we learn to grow." The fat monk folded his hands and said.

"Is it the same with love?" Chen Qi asked.

"So it is with love." The monk replied.

"Life is so hard." Chen Qi said.

"The eight sufferings of life: the suffering of life, the suffering of old age, the suffering of illness, the suffering of death, the suffering of love and separation, the bitterness of resentment, the suffering of not begging, and the suffering of the five yin and blazing. Because life is impermanent, nothing can be eternal, so when we lose, we will suffer from it, the so-called impermanence and suffering. The little benefactor realized the hardships of life at a young age, and he also had a lot of wisdom. ”

"How not to be bitter?" Chen Qi asked.

"If the donor can make the tea sweet, the poor monk can make life not bitter." The fat monk said with a smile from Chen Qi.