Chapter Seventy-Five: Selling Himself to Bury His Father
"My father died, and the family was poor and couldn't afford to give my father a decent funeral, so I wanted to sell myself to give my father a fulfillment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" The woman raised her already crying and swollen eyes and said to Tang Seng.
"Is a decent burial complete?" Tang Seng asked.
"My father has worked hard for us all his life and endured hardships all his life, at least let him be decent after he dies. ā
Tang Seng looked at the woman with red and swollen eyes and the man's corpse in front of her, and nodded thoughtfully.
Then he held out his hand to the man's forehead.
"What are you doing. ā
Tang Seng's hand was opened by the woman, Tang Seng rubbed the hand that was hurt by the woman, and looked at the woman with puzzled eyes.
"My father is dead, why do you insult him like this. ā
"This sister, in fact, your father is not dead. Tang Seng said.
"What did you say?" the woman grabbed Tang Seng by the collar excitedly.
"Sister, don't get excited, listen to me slowly. ā
"Your father has closed his eyes and stopped his heartbeat, but that doesn't mean he's dead. ā
"You mean, my father is still alive, can you revive my father?" the woman grabbed Tang Seng's hand harder.
"He's not dead, he's just the end of his journey as a human being, and he's going to start another journey. ā
"It's like a ride and then another way. ā
"His body is gone, but his soul has become something else, it may be a flower, it may be a tree, it may be something else. ā
"What are you talking about? The woman let go of the hand holding Tang Seng, "I thought you could save my father, but I didn't expect you to be a crazy monk." ā
"Perhaps. Tang Seng stood up, "But sister, think about it, when your father was alive, what kind of hard work he worked for, what kind of hardships he survived. ā
"It's not all for you to be happy, he works so hard for you to be happy, but you sacrifice your own happiness to maintain him, do you think he will be happy, can you feel at ease under Jiuquan?"
The woman stared at her father's corpse in a daze, opened her mouth and said nothing.
"The deceased is deceased, no matter how sad you are, you will not let him come back to life, rather than like this, you should be happy, so that even if your father dies, he can die without regrets, otherwise if he knows that you sacrificed yourself for his funeral, even if he dies, he will turn into a ghost and wander in this world. ā
The woman looked at her father blankly, and then at Tang Seng with a serious face.
"Thank you, Master, for your advice. The woman knelt down towards Tang Seng.
"Don't dare to be, if you really want to thank me, what would happen if you make an appointment with me, don't worry, the cremation of your father will be wrapped up in me, you just have to laugh. ā
"Where did the crazy monk come from, talk crazy, get out of me!"
Just as Tang Seng's hand was about to touch the woman's shoulder, an old woman rushed over and kicked Tang Seng out.
"What are you doing to beat people. Tang Seng struggled to get up from the ground, and looked at the old woman who kicked him away with resentment.
"Look at what, get out of here, if you dare to approach my daughter again, I will kill you, don't think that if you are a monk, I will show mercy, I tell you, there are more monks who died under my hands than cockroaches who died under my hands, and I don't ask where I am." ā
"Damn, a crazy monk actually dares to come and tease my daughter, I really can't eat dry food. ā
The old woman panted and scolded for a while, but she didn't feel like it, so she took off her sandals directly and threw them at Tang Seng and wanted to throw them at Tang Seng.
"Forget it, Mom, I don't think he's a bad person. The woman grabbed her.
"You're not a bad person, you money-loser, do you know what you were doing just now, what, you really want to hear him cremate your father, are you still a person!"
"I didn't.." The woman resisted weakly.
"No, I see which crazy monk you have been looking at, shouldn't it be that you like him, I said you are a money-loser, and you fell in love with a wild man when you saw it on the side of the road, I raised you for so many years and it was really for nothing. ā
"It's not going to be done today, let's go home. The old woman yelled at the woman and walked forward with a big grin.
The woman picked up her dead father, followed the old woman, and after a few steps she glanced back.
Tang Seng gestured a few gestures at her.
"What are you doing in a daze, you want your father to rot, go quickly, lose money!" the old woman's scolding came from behind the woman, and the woman hurriedly lowered her head and trotted forward a few steps.
It was night in a flash, and Tang Seng was lying on the wall where the woman sold herself to bury her father and looked at the moon.
A big, round moon.
"You're here, I thought you couldn't read my gestures. Tang Seng saw the woman coming out of that street, hurriedly jumped down the wall and waved at the woman.
After seeing Tang Seng, the woman hurriedly looked around, and only when she didn't see anyone else sighed lightly.
"I can't read your gestures, but I guess you're here. ā
"Eh, I've been studying this gesture for so long, but I didn't expect you to understand it. ā
"If only I could understand your strange gestures. The woman muttered.
"I said, your father has been dead for days, and it's all rotten. ā
The woman's face changed, and then she replied in a calm voice, "Yes, father, he's been dead for days, but..."
"But your mother never let him be buried, right? Tang Seng said first.
"How do you know?" the woman looked at Tang Seng in surprise.
"Don't be stupid, the clothes you wear are very high-end, not like children from poor families can afford to wear them, children from poor families should wear the same clothes as me. ā
Tang Seng pointed to the hole suit on his body: "See, winter cold and summer heat, this kind of clothes." ā
The woman bowed her head.
Tang Seng was a little strange, his joke was a magic weapon to make women laugh, and no woman could resist his joke.
"What's wrong with you. Tang Seng sat down against the woman.
The woman's bean-sized tears fell to the ground, and Tang Seng panicked all of a sudden.
"Hey, I'm kidding, don't cry, I can't see girls crying, hey, hey, hey, I'm going to run if you do this again, I'm really going to run, I'm really going to run." ā
Tang Seng stood up, and the woman reached out and grabbed Tang Seng's trouser leg.
Tang Seng didn't run after all, the silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the two people, spreading the same loneliness.
"Okay, don't cry, just tell me what grievances you have, I'm listening carefully. Tang Seng stretched out his hand to wipe away the woman's tears, but the woman reached out to stop his hand.
"My name is Ah Xia..."