Ah Jing has obviously changed, and everyone around her can feel it. She seems to be a chick out of an eggshell, fresh, happy, smiling almost all the time. Even if you sit on the table of the Eight Immortals and practice, you will unconsciously wander, open your eyes that are red and swollen from the practice, and look at Lu An's back in the room, and unconsciously smile.

By Lu An's side, she is always there. Like a bird that builds its nest on a tree. Luan is a lush tree, and she is the bird that sings in the tree during the day and sleeps in the tree at night. With such unmistakable attachment and loving gaze, even the always thick-skinned Lu Zishan will unconsciously cough and walk away. Such a warm aura of love beats and touches every well-meaning person.

Ah Jing became busy, he had to practice, he had to do the things that Lu Zishan had told him, he had to take time out every week to go back to visit his mother, and of course, he was busy with love. I didn't even have time to go out shopping with Ah Jin.

Ah Jin finally asked her to have tea with her, and laughed at her: "You are so busy." But why is it so busy, but the complexion is so good? Like the skin is all pink? Ouch, I'm so busy that I don't even have time to go shopping, and I'm still gaining weight. Look at this figure, it's too good to be greedy. How, such a good figure, it would be strange not to catch a man. ”

"Go, go, go." Ah Jing was taken to her heart by her. The face is red, and the heart is sweet. She didn't even know if she caught Lu An, or if she was caught by Lu An?

The weather is a little cooler in September. Yellow leaves are beginning to drift in the streets. In fact, in this city with warm seasons, yellow leaves fall every month, but when September comes, it becomes more and more.

Luan has also been busy lately. The traffic station is going to hold a fraternity meeting between the traffic police and the driver, he is one of the hosts, there are many things to participate in and prepare, and he will be busy until late every day.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ah Jing received a text message from Lu An: There is an arrangement tomorrow, don't get up to practice. Wait for me. Shrewd.

Ah Jing held the phone and smiled, Lu An liked to coax her so much: Good behave. But she's very useful.

Getting up early, Ah Jing freshened up and sat in the living room to eat breakfast. Lu An knocked on the door and came in, standing in the entrance, the jade tree in the wind. Ah Jing jumped up and stuffed the xiaolongbao in his mouth in his hand, and the more he looked at him, the more handsome he felt. In the eyes of the lover, there is a Xi Shi. Although she could trace his facial features with her eyes closed, she just never got tired of looking at it.

A xiaolongbao was a little huge, and Ah Jing stuffed it into Lu An's mouth, and he puffed out his cheeks. Ah Jing laughed, and Lu An grabbed her, pouted, and kissed her strangely. The laughter of the two echoed in the living room.

"Mom will be very happy." When he went downstairs, Lu An suddenly said this.

"Huh?" Ah Jing didn't understand.

Lu An touched her head affectionately, hugged her tightly, and stopped talking.

The car drove up to Phoenix Mountain, 60 kilometers away on the outskirts of the city. Phoenix Mountain is not steep, but it is very high. The scenery is pleasant and the mountains are beautiful.

Halfway up the mountain, you can't get on it anymore. Two people hiked the mountain.

"How did you remember to come and climb the mountain?" Ah Jing took Lu An's hand, panting a little.

"I'm carrying you?" Lu An suddenly stopped on the road, and really squatted down.

"Don't." Ah Jing smiled, and there were people coming and going on the mountain road from time to time. How embarrassing.

"Zhu Bajie still carries his daughter-in-law. Come up. Lu An insisted, and laughed a little childishly.

Ah Jing looked back and forth, and really climbed on his back. Lu An stood up, carried her on his back, and staggered a little: "Wow, this daughter-in-law was raised so fat by me." It's really heavy. ”

Ah Jing laughed shyly, put his face on Lu An's back, and said softly: "Anzi, just like this, for a lifetime, how good." ”

"How can a lifetime be enough? It will take two lifetimes, three lifetimes, and a long, long time to be enough. Luan slammed her up.

A group of old people walked on the opposite side. Ah Jing's face was red and his ears were hot, and he knocked Lu An desperately: "Let me go down and let me down." ”

Lu An smiled and placed her on a smooth rock, and Ah Jing hid behind him in shame. The old people are not surprised. In recent years, such romance has been seen a lot.

At the top of the hill there is an imposing temple: Jingxin Temple.

It is surrounded by green mountain forests. The temperature on the top of the mountain is low, the humidity is high, and there is moss growing in the less crowded place in front of the temple gate. There are two huge linden trees at the doorway. There is a couplet on the door: open to the point and lush, pure heart to the Buddha diligent and diligent. The horizontal batch is: meditation and cultivation.

Maybe it's not the fifteenth day of the first month, and there aren't many people. Lu An took her in, and the little novice at the door obviously endured Lu An, bowed his head and bowed respectfully, Lu An replied to him, and the little novice said: "Master has accepted the appointment of Huapu Temple, and I am afraid that he will have to go for half a year to come back." Lu An smiled and entered the temple. It looks very large, and there are three upper, middle and lower main halls, each with three halls. There are several rooms in the side halls on both sides, and some old nuns in Tsing Yi are on the corridor on the left. On the right is a monk dressed in yellow. There are also some men and women in plain clothes who do not wear monk's clothes, knocking wooden fish or chanting scriptures in the side hall. The hall is empty, and the aftermath is lingering.

Ah Jing was a little strange, and Lu An explained in a low voice: "There are nuns and monks in Jingxin Temple, and it also accepts lay disciples who are depressed to come here to cultivate their minds. It is also a major feature. ”

As he spoke, he took her along the path of the side hall and continued up the mountain. After going up the steps, the terrain is low, and down a mountain road, there is an archway in front of you, standing high, and there are three big characters of Jingxin Garden written on it.

After entering, it is a small bungalow with white walls and blue tiles, clean and tidy, and the door is deeply locked. The mountains are clear and the trees are secluded, and the birds are chirping.

Lu An stood in the middle of the path: "This was donated by my mother when she was alive. Pointing to one of them, he said, "I've lived here for a long time." ”

It turned out that Aunt Lu funded the construction, and Ah Jing had a good feeling in his heart: "Living here??" Self-cultivation? ”

"Sort of." Luan smiled. "At that time, I was bored, but I lived here, blowing the breeze in the forest, looking at the sky and the earth, and sure enough, it was calm. ”

"It's a great place to recuperate." Ah Jing looked around at the quiet woods, where Lu An lived, and where Lu An liked, and she felt extremely kind. "If I am upset about my ambition in the future, I will come here to calm down and calm myself."

Lu An smiled and took her hand: "I will make you happy, and you will never be upset." Stay firmly next to me. ”

Walking through the Meditation Garden and walking towards the mountainside, Lu An's expression was a little silent: "My mother liked to come here very much when she was alive. I often come to climb the mountain to worship the Buddha. Loved the mountains and the quiet. ”

Ah Jing knew that he was sad and gently held his hand. but could not be comforted.

There is a cemetery on the mountainside. Lu An took her straight in. Ah Jing was stunned. Come to think of it, today is Aunt Lu's sacrifice day.

The cemetery is excellently managed. The pine and cypress, the path is clean. Many of the graves were lined with flowers. Quiet and solemn, with occasional people coming and going.

Lu An led her straight inside, and from a distance, Ah Jing saw a middle-aged man with white hair standing in the middle of the quilt, standing straight, with his hands behind his back, standing in front of a white marble tablet. In the wind, the figure is gloomy.

Lu An took her behind the middle-aged man and called, "Dad." ”

Lu Ziliang turned around. There was sadness between the eyebrows and eyes.

Ah Jing was taken aback, she knew that Lu An's father was Lu Zishan's younger brother. But I haven't been able to see it. The last time I went to Sichuan City, Lu Ziliang was busy with official business, and Lu Zishan only stayed in a hurry for one night, and he didn't have the opportunity to see each other. Unexpectedly, I ran into it here.

Lu Ziliang nodded slightly, but his gaze was projected on her. Ah Jing was at a loss and shouted in a low voice: "Uncle Lu." ”

Lu Ziliang looked at her and smiled: "Ajing?" I've heard Anzi mention you many times. I haven't had a chance to see you. ”

Ah Jing blushed slightly, and Lu An took her to bow down in front of her mother's grave and kowtow together.

Lu Ziliang must have been here for a long time, most of the incense and candles in front of the grave have been burned, and many flowers and fruits have been sacrificed on the platform. On the white jade stele, Qiao Zhen's photo smiled gently.

Ah Jing and Lu An kowtowed respectfully together. Lu An took her hand, the voice was not loud, but Ah Jing could hear it clearly: "Mom, I brought my girl to show you." Haven't you always looked forward to it? If you see her, you'll love her. ”

Ah Jing's tears were about to fall. Anzi, Anzi, you also have a lot on your mind, and you must miss your mother as much as I miss my father. I'll treat you well. Reassure your aunt.

Lu Ziliang stood aside and waited. When Lu An and Ah Jing stood up, he slowly paced over. Lu An asked him, "Do you want to leave when you go down the mountain?" ”

Lu Ziliang nodded. Ask, "What about Zishan?" Lu An looked around, "I'm afraid it's going to be late." It's always been like this, sneaky, afraid of bumping into us. ”

Lu Ziliang smiled bitterly. looked at Ah Jing again, his eyes were very heavy: "Ah Jing, I have always believed in Anzi's vision. What he likes, I am willing to accept. You're the only girl he's brought to his mother's grave for so many years. It's not easy to come together, you have to get along well. ”

Ah Jing nodded. Lu An put his hand on her shoulder and smiled: "On your and second uncle's birthdays, we will come and live for a while." ”

Lu Ziliang nodded: "Of course I have to come, this time, it is Zishan's sixtieth birthday, and it will be grander." ”

It turned out that although the master had wrinkles on his face, he was only sixty! Some are old. Ah Jing couldn't help but take a look. Why sneak around?

"What do you think?" Seeing her wandering, Lu An lowered his head and asked. Ah Jing was shocked. Lu Ziliang smiled slightly.

The mountain breeze is blowing. The three of them walked through the dense quilt. The deceased is long gone, and the living are like Sifu.

Life goes on. Walking is hope.