Although Ding Can told Pinzhi that he didn't have to let Mrs. Ding know that he had been here.

But Pinzhi still told Mrs. Ding.

Mrs. Ding was also puzzled, but she didn't ask the reason, but said: "You send someone to see where he has gone, and if he is still in the nunnery, send him some food." ”

Pinzhi responded and went out to arrange.

On the side, Mrs. Qu also heard it, and opened her mouth to ask a question, but the words had reached her mouth, but she still swallowed back.

looked at Lu Jiayue again, looking indifferent, and couldn't help sighing.

The dishes of Jingyue Nunnery have always been exquisite and delicious, and Lu Jiayue ate most of the bowl of mung bean rice with a plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots and a plate of steamed pu cabbage.

Seeing that Lu Jiayue was eating sweetly, Mrs. Ding unconsciously increased her appetite, and then ate some more meals.

After the meal, Mrs. Qu wanted to talk to Mrs. Ding, so Pin Zhi led Lu Jiayue out and went to the back mountain to enjoy the scenery.

When you come to the back mountain, there is a pavilion standing under a towering ancient pine.

The two of them went to sit down in the gazebo.

In fact, I heard from Pinzhi that Ding Can had come, but he left without entering, and Lu Jiayue felt strange in her heart, but she didn't show it.

At this time, it was just her and Pinzhi, and after a few gossips, she asked with a smile: "Has Uncle Fang Guo been here?" Why didn't you see him come into the house? ”

"I don't know," Pinzhi looked at Lu Jiayue, her eyes flashed slightly, and she smiled, "I heard that the girl was also in the house, and the second master was afraid of colliding with the girl, so he didn't come in." ”

Lu Jiayue couldn't believe this.

How could he be afraid of ramming himself?

It's not that I haven't met with him.

Could it be that he didn't want to see himself, so when he heard that he was in the house, he refused to even show his face, so he hurried away?

But why didn't he want to see himself?

In the past, he was very easy-going with himself, talking and laughing, but since the spring banquet in Chonghua Palace that day, he has changed...

Now the behavior is getting stranger.

What the hell happened to him?

Lu Jiayue pondered and meditated, but she couldn't think of a reason.

*

Because it would take more than an hour to return to the city, in order to avoid entering the city after dark, at the time of Shen Zheng, Mrs. Qu took Lu Jiayue to go down the mountain.

Before leaving, Mrs. Ding gave Lu Jiayue an eighteen-son bracelet.

"This is something that I have always brought with me since I came to the nunnery to cultivate, and I will give it to you now, may the Bodhisattva bless you with peace and joy."

Lu Jiayue thanked her, took it in her hand, and saw that although these eighteen Bodhi seeds were of different colors, they were all round and full, scattered and lovely, and she liked it in her heart, so she put it on her wrist.

Mrs. Ding sent Mrs. Qu and Lu Jiayue to the mountain gate.

Lu Jiayue turned around and waved goodbye to Mrs. Ding.

At this time, the sky has begun to appear dim, the slanting sun shines in the west, under the mountain gate of green tile and vermilion lacquer, Mrs. Ding is dressed in a plain Buddha robe, looking peaceful, like Guanyin on the lotus platform, no joy and no anger.

Lu Jiayue caught a very faint trace of sorrow between Mrs. Ding's eyebrows.

It is a grievance hidden in the depths of the eyes, and it is easy to refuse to show it in front of people.

Lu Jiayue couldn't help but feel sad.

Can the sound of Buddhism really eliminate the pain in people's hearts?

If so, why can't Mrs. Ding really get relief from the pain of losing her son after several years of cultivation?

Lu Jiayue stopped, asked Old Madam Qu to wait for her for a moment, and then turned around and ran towards Old Madam Ding.

Seeing that the little girl who had left ran back again, Mrs. Ding also smiled.

"What's the matter--- but what has happened?"

The sky was full of clouds, dyeing half of the sky red.

Lu Jiayue's cheeks were also flushed, but her expression was extremely solemn and sincere.

"Old lady, I have a few words from the bottom of my heart that I want to say to you..."

"Old lady, you better move back to the house to live, you live here, not to meditate, but to escape, to suffer yourself... You can't forget the pain of losing a child, and no matter where you live, you can't get real relief... I know that there is a saying in Buddhism, everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, no matter where a person is, in fact, there is no difference, everything in front of him comes from his own state of mind..."

"Old lady, I have also heard about the eldest prince in your mansion... said that he sacrificed his life for the country and died in the border city, but he didn't see the bones... Old lady, you are a kind and kind person, God will not let you lose your eldest son, perhaps, your eldest son is still lucky to live in the world? Perhaps, he just can't help himself and can't come back to see you..."

Lu Jiayue was still a little apprehensive at first, for fear that Old Madam Ding would not listen to her and interrupt her words, but as she spoke, her heart became more and more agitated, and she couldn't care about anything.

He can be reincarnated as a human being, it can be seen how many mysterious and unknown things exist in this world, a person who is dead but does not see the bones, who can say that one day he will not come back alive?

Mrs. Ding listened quietly, at first she was only surprised that this soft and weak little girl in front of her would have the courage to say such a thing to her.

Mrs. Ding is a person who has been cultivating in Buddhism for several years, and she thinks that she has seen through the world, but at this time, she feels that she is not as clear as a little girl.

Hearing Lu Jiayue mention the death of her eldest son Ding Yan touched her heart for several years. You must know how many people said to her back then, how many words of relief and comfort they said to her, and the accumulation was not as good as the little girl in front of her, her words were so sincere and sincere that she actually believed those words in a trance, as if in the near future, it would definitely come true.

Old Madam Ding's eyes were stunned and tears fell.

Hurriedly wiped it off with the corner of his sleeve, and reluctantly smiled: "Good boy... Your words have awakened me as a dreamer, thank you..."

Lu Jiayue curtsied, finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"This is a little foolish opinion of the younger generation, if there is something wrong, please forgive me--- I just can't bear to see you so hard, at your age, children and grandchildren are full, it is the time to enjoy happiness with peace of mind."

After speaking, he saluted again, turned around and caught up with Mrs. Qu.

*

When the sun was already sinking, Ding Can came to Mrs. Ding's courtyard again.

At the gate of the courtyard, he confirmed with the little maid that Mrs. Qu and Lu Jiayue had left, and then he walked to the meditation room.

Mrs. Ding sat under the window and sorted out a box of sandalwood.

Ding Can sat on the side.

"Where did you hide for half a day?" Old Madam Ding smiled gently and looked at her son, "Why did you hear that Old Madam Qu was here, so you didn't dare to come in?" ”

"He has hidden... It's just that I suddenly remembered that there was an important matter to deal with. ”

Ding Can's eyes were lowered, and there was no emotion in his tone, like a deep stream of still water, undisturbed.

He deliberately found a remote and uninhabited meditation room in the nunnery and stayed alone for a long time.

It's not that he doesn't have the urge to see Lu Jiayue, but he has always been calm and self-controlled, and under deliberate patience, he stepped out of the door several times and took it back.

At this time, Lu Jiayue had already left, but her figure seemed to be shaking in front of his eyes... She sat up and walked, smiling and smiling...

I haven't seen her for a few days, and I wonder if she's grown taller again?

Should Fang Cai come in and see her as if nothing happened?

Ding Can's sigh was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He never thought that a person like him would one day meet someone he wanted to meet, but he didn't dare to meet.

I want to see it, because of her appearance, which makes him feel that everything around him will become beautiful and bright in an instant.

He was intoxicated by a feeling he had never felt before.

But he was afraid.

Afraid to see such a fearful look in her eyes again.

What's more, she already has someone else in mind.

Still gone!

But even if she didn't see it, her smile was clearly engraved in her heart.

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