Good pregnancy from heaven: We are looking for the wife of the president

The abbot's meditation room is behind the Jingxiang Temple. Shangguan Nan came to a meditation room along a tree-lined path based on his memory. He looked at the surrounding green trees and grass, the brilliant red flowers, and the whole meditation room seemed to be covered by green trees. Among the red flowers, what is unexpected is that, in the cold winter outside, there are flowers blooming here. Shangguan Nan couldn't help but think of a poem called "The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep."

After knocking on the door, Shangguan Nan hurriedly opened the door and entered after hearing the answer.

The abbot was sitting cross-legged on the futon, plucking the Buddhist beads with his left thumb, and rhythmically ringing the wooden fish with his right hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were muttering, as if he was chanting sutras devoutly.

"Abbot, long time no see! Excuse me!" Shangguan Nan bowed his head slightly and said in a low voice.

The abbot opened his eyes slightly, seeing the person in front of him was very handsome, there seemed to be several images of that person between his brows, the abbot knew it in his heart, and thought: The one who should come will still come, Amitabha!
"Amitabha, benefactor, please take a seat!" The abbot put down the wooden fish stick in his hand, raised his hand to the futon in front of him, and signaled Shangguan Nan to sit down.

"Thank you abbot!" Shangguan Nan clasped his hands together and nodded slightly.

After finishing speaking, he unceremoniously sat down on the futon opposite the abbot.

Looking at each other, Shangguan Nan looked at the abbot calmly. At this time, the abbot sitting opposite him seemed to be the same as the one in his memory. Based on the time, the abbot should be about 70 years old!I don't know if he has really become a Buddha, or the environment can make people concentrate and meditate, and the aging of the years can't be seen on his face.

Similarly, the abbot was also looking at Shangguan Nan calmly. His dark eyes were as deep as the bottom of a pond, making it impossible to see through. However, the abbot, who is used to seeing all kinds of life, still saw something bad. That's called "hatred."

"I don't know why the benefactor is looking for the old monk?" The abbot asked first, still pulling out the prayer beads in his hand.

"I don't know something, I want to ask the abbot."

"Donor please speak!"

"Does the abbot know about the car accident between Shangguan Xun and He Wan'er 20 years ago?"

As Shangguan Nan said, he stared at the abbot with sharp eyes, trying to see something unusual on the abbot's face, but no matter how long he looked at it, the abbot still remained expressionless, calmly making Shangguan Nan think that his previous guess was wrong .

"The dead are gone, so are the living!" the abbot said calmly.

"I understand what the abbot said, but as the son of Shangguan Xun and He Wan'er, I have the right to know the truth of the matter." Shangguan Nan retorted, her voice involuntarily increased by a decibel.

The abbot was not annoyed, put down the beads in his hand, got up slowly, lifted the lid of the pot on the table, then put the tea in the pot, poured hot water, waited for a while, and then poured it out.

The faint scent of tea permeated the meditation room, and the abbot handed the poured hot tea to Shangguan Nan.

Drinking a cup of hot tea in early winter not only warms up the body, but also warms the heart, but it has no effect on Shangguan Nan.

Seeing that the abbot didn't answer his question, but made tea instead, Shangguan Nan felt a little uncomfortable for a while. He never drank tea, and he took a symbolic sip. For 20 years, he had been entangled in his parents' car accident. , now no matter how fragrant the tea is, it can't appease his restless heart.

"Everything in the world, let it go! Whether it's happiness or pain, you can only enjoy the beautiful and happy life now by letting go." Seeing that Shangguan Nan was a little impatient, the abbot didn't give a direct answer, just Speak out some philosophy.

"Abbot, as the saying goes: Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back. You can't understand my mood!"

Shangguan Nan was a little angry, thinking: after a long time, it turned out that the abbot didn't want to tell himself at all.Didn't you say that the monks are all compassionate?Why doesn't the abbot sympathize with me?

"How does the tea taste?" The abbot didn't take it seriously, speaking in the same tone as before, calm.

"Generally, I don't drink much tea, I mostly drink coffee." Shangguan Nan really felt powerless, rolled his eyes, and said lightly.

The abbot smiled. It seemed that Shangguan Nan was just a child who hadn't grown up in his eyes. When the child had a temper, adults just noticed it and didn't care about him at all.

"A cup of tea, what Buddhism sees is Zen, Taoism sees Qi, Confucianism sees ritual, and businessmen see profit. In fact, tea is a glass of water, and what is given to you is only your imagination, what you think It is what it is. The heart is tea, and tea is the heart." The abbot said slowly, taking care of himself.

Compared with the abbot's inattentiveness, Shangguan Nan was very impatient. At this moment, he had no patience to listen to the abbot's mouthful of Buddhist principles, so he stood up abruptly, his face flushed slightly, and he said word by word with his thin lips:

"Abbot, today I am not here to listen to your tea ceremony, I really want to know who did my parents' car accident back then."

"Ah! Amitabha!" The abbot clasped his hands together, shook his head, sighed a long time, and continued: "Hate others, but you are the one who suffers. Since the matter has already happened, why not face it calmly. Forgive them , and forgive yourself!"

The abbot's words made Shangguan Nan stunned for a moment. It wasn't that he let go of everything in the past after hearing the abbot's words, but from the abbot's words, he vaguely felt that the abbot knew the details and just didn't want to tell him. is artificial.

And as the abbot who is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, is it not surprising that he knew about his parents' car accident?I tried my best to use the most powerful detectives but couldn't find the answer. Why did the abbot know?And why Shangguan Zhengde is so generous to Nanmen Temple every year, is it because the abbot is sealed?If this is the case, then the death of his parents has nothing to do with Shangguan Zhengde!
Thinking that the abbot knew the truth and kept silent, Shangguan Nan was furious, but in order to get a definite answer, he still suppressed the anger that was about to burst out of his heart, and said coldly:

"The abbot doesn't need to play tricks with me. In fact, I already know who caused my parents' car accident. He is my 'good grandfather'. I just want to confirm with the abbot today, so as not to wrong innocent people."

Shangguan Nan bit the word "good grandpa" very hard, and after finishing speaking, his deep and sharp eyes fixed on the abbot.

In fact, Shangguan Nan's words were completely deliberate to set the abbot's words.

Sure enough, the abbot was shocked when he heard this, thinking of someone, he said to himself: What should come will always come, no matter how well hidden it is, there will be a day when it will be discovered!I'm sorry I can't do anything!

"Revenge for injustice is self-defeating, and separation and reunion are determined beforehand! Amitabha!" Even though he knew the truth would be uncovered by others, the abbot was still moved with emotion and persuaded him with reason, hoping that Shangguan Nan would listen to it One or two sentences, so as to let go of the resentment in my heart.

After the words fell, Shangguan Nan's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: Isn't the abbot's words talking about karma and reincarnation?It seems that I really let myself guess right.

"Thank you abbot, the answer is known, farewell!" Shangguan Nan folded his hands together and nodded slightly.

As soon as the words fell, the abbot immediately realized that Shangguan Nan was lying to him just now, but even if he didn't say anything, he thought that the clever and witty Shangguan Nan would find the answer.

The monks were all compassionate, and the abbot was no exception. Seeing that Shangguan Nan was about to leave, he immediately called out, "Benefactor, please stay. I have something to say to the benefactor."

Shangguan Nan paused, thinking that the abbot had figured it out and wanted to tell him the truth, so he turned his head and said, "Speak directly if the abbot has something to say!"

"The entanglement in my heart can be untied. It is a knot. If it can't be untied, it is a calamity! I hope the benefactor can understand!" The abbot pulled out the Buddhist beads with his left hand, and stood with his right palm on his chest, looking at Shangguan Nan with eyes full of hatred, Said helplessly.

"That's it?" Shangguan Nan was very disappointed. Although he knew the culprit, he still expected to know the details from the abbot!
"Amitabha! If one day the benefactor puts down the hatred in his heart, he will come to see the old monk!" The abbot nodded, clasped his hands together, and said.

The abbot's last sentence confused Shangguan Nan, why did the abbot say that?
Shangguan Nan thought for a long time, but still couldn't find the answer. Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it, let's talk about it later!