Fuhuaan is really a good place to go, not so much a nunnery, but a quaint and quiet courtyard. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ . Please search to see the most complete! The fastest update is different from those dilapidated and desolate, the Buddha statue is mottled and ragged temples, not to mention the different forms of the Bodhisattva statues in the nunnery, the golden splendor, the courtyard is neat and elegant, the layout is simple and generous, the outside of the nunnery is surrounded by green screens, and the birds are singing 'flowers' fragrant. It's unforgettable, and it's a lot of fun.

I live in a courtyard with my eighth aunt, and the yard is empty and empty, and there are only a few plantains.

may be in response to the words of the earth spirit master, the eighth aunt has been in the nunnery for a long time, the morning bell and dusk drums, the heart is like stopping water, not worrying about the world, the whole person's temperament is detached, extremely cold. When she saw me, she always smiled calmly, like a clay sculpture bodhisattva, smiling brightly, but it made me feel a sense of isolation and not kind.

Although the fourth aunt was also influenced by incense, she should be much more simple than when she was in the house, and only had two tortoiseshell bead 'flowers', which was simple and noble. Feng Pan Ruoju's bearing has not diminished at all, and since I lived in the nunnery, she was busy before and after, and she eagerly took care of my diet and daily life, which made me quite unhappy.

It was indeed an accident when I met my grandmother, and all the plans I had planned all the way up the mountain were 'messed up'. I thought that as the former wife of the Su family, even if she was not surrounded by beads and was graceful and luxurious, she should be dressed in gorgeous clothes and have a majestic atmosphere. For the shabby dress of not applying powder and not curling my hair, I will be a little kind of slighter like my mother. On the contrary, she was dressed in an ordinary green cloth shirt, a string of agarwood bracelets, and an approachable smile, which was not completely different from the many old people in the countryside I saw in Jinling City. She was obviously very satisfied with my simple and plain dress.

In the face of such a kind and kind old man, how can I be arrogant? Many of my ideas died.

My grandmother was very devout to the Bodhisattva enshrined in the nunnery, and in addition to resting and walking every day, she spent most of her time chanting sutras and praying for the descendants of the Su family.

Naturally, I was not interested in the Kannon and Bodhisattvas enshrined in the nunnery. The only thing they appreciate is their slender hands smiling with 'flowers'. I often think of my master, who is highly regarded in Jinling City, who has saved countless people and is also a household name in the whole Jiangnan, and the world respectfully calls her "Holy Hand Bodhisattva". Her hands are as slender and dexterous as Guanyin's. The difference is that the Bodhisattva's ten fingers are not stained with mortal dust, and he only needs to smile at the 'flower' and enjoy the incense offerings in the world. My master, on the other hand, worked hard day after day, planting 'medicine', collecting 'medicine', drying it, making 'medicine', administering 'medicine', helping the world and saving people, without expecting anything in return.

While my grandmother, eighth aunt, and fourth aunt bowed to the Bodhisattva reverently, copying and reciting the obscure tadpole scriptures, I sat cross-legged on the futon and thought about things in a daze. The nunnery was lively, but I only felt boundless loneliness and boredom.

The owner of the nunnery closed his eyes and knocked the wooden fish in his hand into a monotonous and boring one, empty and dull. Many times, I wanted to stand up and stretch out my five fingers in front of her to see if she was asleep, only my hands were still repeating the motion.

I had the courage to say, "Master of the nunnery, you wooden fish sound in the space 'hole', listening to me sleepy." “

The owner of the nunnery is only in his fifties, and he has been empty in this nunnery for more than 30 years, and there is no 'wave' on his face.

She didn't laugh or get angry, and the clouds were light and light: "This wooden fish is the heart of the monks to practice goodness, we let go of the mortal world, the four are empty, the heart has no distracting thoughts, and it is naturally empty." “

I immediately retorted: "All living beings in the world are suffering, the Buddha is compassionate, can overcome suffering, has a big belly, and is all-encompassing, and the Buddha's heart should be clear and open-minded, not empty." ”

She lifted her heavy eyelids, glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, and coldly stopped talking. turned around and whispered to his grandmother: "Miss Qingwu has the world in mind, I'm afraid my little nunnery can't accommodate ......."

I couldn't really hear what was said later, but I was a little happy in my heart, which was obviously annoyed and angry, and wanted to drive me away. Now my grandmother will definitely scold me, and the little good impression of me is gone.

I'm ready for the storm.

When I got back to the yard, my grandmother called me to me and looked me left and right, but she showed no anger. After a while, he asked, "What kind of knowledge did you learn from your master on that Cloud Mountain?" ”

I couldn't figure out what my grandmother was thinking, so I replied truthfully: "I have only studied some 'pharmacological' knowledge in the "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Hundred Herbs" and "Treatise on Typhoid Fever". ”

Grandmother frowned slightly: "Have you ever read books such as "Four Books and Five Classics", "The Biography of Zhenjielie's 'Daughter'", and "'Female' Commandments"?" ”

"The Four Books and the Five Classics have been roughly flipped over, and they have not been carefully studied, and I have never heard of those 'messy' books."

"'Mess' nonsense?" Grandmother was obviously a little angry, "These treasures left by the ancestors, you actually say that they are 'messy'?" I thought that you were not raised in the house since you were a child, and you must not be as knowledgeable as your other sisters, but I really didn't expect that you hadn't read the most basic precepts of these 'girls' in the boudoir. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, you naturally don't have to talk about it. ”

Finally came, I pretended to be ashamed and nodded, secretly breathed a sigh in my heart, and prayed to the Bodhisattva sincerely for the first time, I am so stubborn, I will lose the face of the Su family when I go out, your old man should raise his noble hand and let me live.

"The granddaughter' is stubborn and vulgar, naturally she is not the talent of other sisters, she is really ashamed, and she is ashamed of her grandmother and father." I feigned sadness and said.

"I'm afraid it's too late for you to study poetry and books now, but fortunately it won't be like a little ink on your 'chest' and make people laugh. When your eighth aunt was young, her piano skills were famous, and she was the most brilliant. Last year, the Qingqing College 'door' came to study, and your eighth aunt was just a little bit of a pick. I spelled this old face, begging her to teach you that mastery in her free time, if you are careful, you will benefit immensely in the future. ”

I couldn't help but collapse my face and talk about playing the piano, I may not even be able to understand the score, the only song I can sing is the lullaby that my master taught me when I was a child, oh, by the way, I also learned a few out of tune mountain songs with a woodcutter in the mountains.

Let me sit down quietly, pluck around on those strings, and play some disease-free**, lingering and melancholy tunes, which feel boring to think about. What's more, anyone who plays the piano often has calluses of different thicknesses between his fingertips, which will hinder my sensitivity and awareness when I call the pulse, so the master will not allow me to learn the piano.

"Grandmother, when I was in the mountains, my master taught me to play the piano, but my talent was dull, and I still couldn't get out of tune after months of studying, so the master gave up." I looked at my grandmother pitifully, trying to persuade her to dispel the tormenting thoughts.

I thought my grandmother would be angry, and she was even ready to be disciplined head-on. But my grandmother was tepid, and persuaded me bitterly: "If you don't grow up, you will be given an ordinary merchant in the future, you only need to learn some housekeeping and financial management, and the ability to intrigue is enough." But you were born with a beautiful billet, and your bearing is superior, and your mind is exquisite. You will have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the survival of my Su family in the future. If you can learn a little more skill, you will have more certainty of winning in the future. Grandmother will never hurt you, everything is for your own good......"

I tried not to bother with what my grandmother had said, or I would have jumped up in a hurry and shouted, "Shut up!" When did I promise to go? “

Although, whether I say yes or not doesn't matter to them in the first place.

I wish my grandmother had taunted me so badly, or cried out in such anger as my mother did, "Bring me a whip and beat her to death." That way, I'll be safe.

There is also the owner of the nunnery of Na Laoshizi, who obviously hates me for disturbing her Qingxiu, and it is just a matter of speaking bluntly, if she has to talk so tactfully with her grandmother, and coax her grandmother's heart to bloom, she will inevitably have to give a few more incense money.

After a long time of wandering in the world, my grandmother still persistently encouraged my fighting spirit, listed many advantages of versatility, and bitterly said,

I ended up losing.

Turning around to beg the eighth aunt, she took out her dusty phoenix tail piano that had been sealed for a long time, carefully adjusted the tone, and made a crisp sound like a pearl falling on a 'jade' plate.

"Eighth aunt, I really am not the material for learning the piano, and 'handing' such a good piano to me for learning is simply a tyrannical thing. The luthier has a spirit in the sky, and he will not be blind. “

The eighth aunt ignored my pleas, took a soft silk handkerchief and wiped it carefully: "The master led the 'door', and the cultivation is personal." Whether to teach or not is my business, and whether to learn or not is your business. “

I laughed embarrassedly: "Hehe, I'm not afraid that my bad studies will affect your reputation." “

She was as cold as ever, only when she looked up, there was a trace of ethereal things in her eyes, as if she was remembering something that had passed, revealing sadness: "Fame and fame, fame is famous, the eighth aunt who is 'proficient' in piano art and likes to hurt 'spring' and sad autumn is gone, and I am now an unnamed layman in the Fuhua Nunnery, and I don't have those worldly burdens." “

I opened my mouth and said no more, feeling that talking to them as monks was really tired and panicked, every sentence was subtle, layers of mysteries, not provoking a little fireworks, it seemed that I had said a lot of words, but in fact, in the end, I didn't say a word of use, and I had to guess for a long time.

In order not to let my heart be abused, I still listened to her play the piano in a regular manner, anyway, she also said that it was my business to learn or not. Fortunately, from then on, my grandmother stopped me from listening to the obscure scriptures, and I didn't have to sit up straight and doze off. And I have more lazy time to move around.

I found a wonderful place to go, right in the back hills.

This book is from: