Happiness Consist in Contentment

Come to the Bathing Buddha Festival.

The Liu family is no exception.

Although Father Liu was not as devout as Madam Liu and Mrs. Liao, he would still participate in such a Buddha's birthday.

It's just that Taichang Temple will be very busy when it comes to such a Buddha's birthday, and Liu's father has no time to come, so Liu Fang's brothers can only accompany them to come out to worship the Buddha.

When the carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain, Mrs. Liu and the others got off the carriage. On such a day of Buddha's birthday, there were a lot of people, so the carriage could not go up the mountain directly on this day.

Everyone, no matter the poor or the rich, on this day, they have to walk slowly from the foot of the mountain to the Anping Temple on the mountainside.

Four-year-old Liu Fang was hugged by sixteen-year-old elder brother Liu Su, and walked slowly up the mountain beside Mrs. Liu and others.

Because of the large number of people, the celebration of the Buddha Bathing Festival starts at noon, so many people leave early in the morning.

Along the way, there are soldiers who maintain law and order watching, but it is not bad, it is just a little crowded.

It is said that every year during the Lantern Festival, there will be younger people doing bad things during the lively time, but on the day of the Buddha Bathing Festival, no matter how lively it is, no one will dare to do bad things.

Because they will really be punished by the Buddha, ranging from injury to severe poverty for the rest of their lives.

Whether it's true or not, I really don't know.

Anyway, so far, Anping Temple has held the Buddha Bathing Festival for so long, and nothing has happened.

When she reached the front of the Anping Temple, Liu Fang was put down, and Mrs. Liao held her hand and walked all the way into the temple.

First line up to enter the main hall to worship the Buddha, bow down, and then come out to offer incense.

Liu Fang looked at this cloud of smoke and couldn't stand it anymore, so she tugged at the corner of Mrs Liao's clothes and said, "Auntie, I want to change."

Changing clothes is an elegant way of saying, which means going to the toilet.

Mrs Liao nodded and carried Liu Fang to the dressing room not far from the main hall to change clothes.

After Liu Fang came out, Mrs. Liao carried her into a large hall next to her, which was full of children and guarded by warrior monks from Anping Temple at the entrance.

Liu Fang was put here by Mrs. Liao, and he explained that the servants who followed were optimistic about her, and then turned around and went back to the main hall.

This is also the norm.

After all, there are too many people on the Buddha Bathing Festival, and children are too active. Therefore, in order to take care of these little benefactors, Anping Temple specially reserved several halls for these children to stay in and play.

Liu Fang is also used to it.

She found a corner and sat down, watching other children hopscotch in the hall, playing with flower ropes, in short, all kinds of fun, laughing and joking.

There are also tall warrior monks watching in the hall, so I am not afraid that there will be children fighting and fighting.

Liu Fang was looking at this group of little brats bored, when suddenly a group of little monks walked in at the door, all with bald heads and wearing little monk clothes, Liu Fang's eyes lit up.

She stood up and looked at the most beautiful one among the group of monks, just like the Tang monk in Journey to the West was alive.

She beckoned and shouted, "Kongjing, here!"

The little monk who was carved in pink and jade, like the golden boy beside Buddha was empty and clean. He was wearing a cyan monk uniform. He turned to see Liu Fang, pursed his lips and smiled, and a pair of dimples appeared on his white and tender face.

He walked over slowly, looked at Liu Fang and said with a smile, "Xiao Fang'er, are you here?"

"Mmmm, my mother, my mother and the others came to worship the Buddha. By the way, has it started outside?"

Kong Jing shook his head, "Not yet. The brothers are still preparing, and they will start after the fasting meal."

"Oh."

Liu Fang stood chatting with Kong Jing.

Although this Kongjing is young, he is not young. He is the only entry-level disciple of Master Huai'an.

is said to be

Because of his affinity with the Buddha, he was sent to Anping Temple to raise him at birth.

As for who his parents were, Liu Fang did not know, nor did he ask Kongjing.

When she was three years old, she met him at the Buddha Bathing Festival, so she got to know him.

Everyone is still a child, and Liu Fang likes to play with him because he sees that he is more mature than other children.

In particular, every time Liu Fang sees his cute appearance, his bright bald head, he finds it very funny.

It is also very interesting to play with such a beautiful little monk!

The celebration of the Buddha Bathing Festival, to put it bluntly, is a group of people celebrating the birthday of the Buddha. Well, it should be said that it is the day when the Buddha became a Buddha after taking a bath.

As for why the Buddha became a Buddha after taking a bath?

Maybe even if you become a Buddha, you need to wash your body before you can reach the bliss of the West?

Anyway, Liu Fang thought it was very funny about the origin of such a festival.

The Buddha Bathing Festival celebration is to eat fast food first, and then the monks do the deeds, and then recite the prayers of the believers to the Buddha and so on.

Simply put, after eating, chanting, then chanting, then chanting, chanting...

The believers bowed, bowed, bowed again...

Except when there are monks purifying the water, it looks a little better, other times it is very boring and boring process.

Therefore, for children like Liu Fang, after eating the fast food and worshipping with adults for two or three rounds, they would go to the back mountain to play.

Liu Fang was no exception, pulling Kong Jing and running back to the mountain, finding a quiet corner to sit and chatting.

Kongjing has a good temper, is very gentle, and is very patient with Liu Fang. After listening to her asking about her daily life, she will answer them one by one, and then politely ask her about her daily life. past.

Liu Fang held her face and sighed sadly, "Kongjing, I'm most afraid of the 15th day of the lunar new year at home, especially in March, April, May, and the whole year, there are Buddhist festivals almost every month. When it comes to the Buddhist festival, the family eats vegetarian food... Alas, tell me, why do I like meat so much? My aunt said that I don't have the root of wisdom, so I don't have a relationship with the Buddha."

Kongjing looked at her with a smile, and when she finished complaining, she smiled and said, "Xiao Fanger, if you think so, I don't have meat yet. Besides, all beings are equal, the Buddha will not blame you for loving meat, I won't think that if you love meat, you have no connection with the Buddha..."

Liu Fang looked at the child in front of her who was just over a year older than her, and told her about the Dharma in a serious manner.

You have to think it's funny.

"Kongjing, don't you get tired of chanting sutras every day?"

Kongjing shook his head, "It won't bother me. The Buddhist scriptures can make my spiritual platform clear, understand many truths, and see through the misery of the world..."

Liu Fang: …

She felt that Kongjing Future must also be a master monk who can rival Master Huai'an!

Kong Jing smiled and kept talking, seeing that Liu Fang's eyes were getting tired, and he slowly fell asleep with his head tilted against him.

He smiled, stopped talking, and turned to look at the peaceful scenery in the mountains.

That year, when he was four and a half years old, he had become accustomed to the life in the temple, and he knew how to stop asking his parents and relatives, and no longer secretly hide and cry.

But when he came here and met this little donor who was younger than him, Kong Jing felt that his life could not be so quiet and boring.

Even if it's just two ordinary people sitting and talking about those irrelevant words, Kong Jing feels that his heart is very stable and warm.

He once asked the master if he was breaking the precepts like this.

But the master said very kindly, "There are thousands of ways to practice, one is to practice hardships, and one is to join the world with fate. As long as you do what you want and live up to yourself, it is enough."

Kongjing immediately understood.

Since then, he has looked forward to Liu Fang coming to the temple to worship Buddha every day.

Talk to her, sit with her in the back mountain and enjoy the view.

As it is now, it is enough to accompany you quietly and look at the scenery in front of you.

When Liu Fang slept and woke up, it was getting late, and the sun was about to go down.

She quickly got up, said goodbye to Kong Jing, and then ran back to the front hall to find Mrs. Liu and the others.

Mrs. Liu and others have always been the most devout, and they still stayed in the hall to listen to the scriptures after the Buddha Bathing Festival.

When Liu Fang ran back, it happened that they were going back.

Liu Su smiled and squatted down and hugged Liu Fang, pinched her little face and said, "Is your little sister having fun? Are you happy?"

Liu Fang smiled and nodded, "Hmm, happy. I'm very happy..."

The family smiled and shook their heads, then slowly went down the mountain.

Liu Fang turned her head to look behind, and saw that Kongjing was already standing in front of the main hall. She smiled and waved, and Kongjing returned a smile, put her hands together, bowed, stood up, and kept watching them walk away and leave Anping. temple.

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi is looking for you."

A little monk about the size of Kongjing ran over to the Kongjing Road.

Kong Jing nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the backyard of the temple.

Master Huai'an lives in the courtyard behind the library, empty and clean all the way.

He walked slowly, pushed open the door and walked into the meditation room.

Master Huai'an sat on the couch, climbed up empty Jing, sat opposite him, leaned over and saluted, "Master, look for me."

Master Huaian, with a childlike face and a kind face, smiled and said slowly, "It's the beginning of the month again, it's time for you to write a letter to your family."

Kongjing nodded, "Yes, master, the disciple will go back and write in a while."

"Well, today's celebration, are you happy?"

Kong Jing smiled slightly, "Well, Master, I'm very happy."

Huai'an smiled and stroked his beard, "That's good. Go, go back and write a letter."

"Yes, Master."

Kong Jing bowed, then got up and got off the soft couch, and went back to the room to write a letter.

In fact, he writes home letters every month.

In the beginning, the master wrote it, but after he recognized the characters, he wrote it himself.

However, since he never got a reply and asked the master many times to no avail, Kongjing understood.

His family has been cut off from him.

Even if he is not an orphan, it is equivalent to an orphan.

This situation, at the beginning, did give him a big blow. After all, no matter how mature he is, he is just a child who grew up in a temple and has never seen his family.

He is eager to know whether his family loves him or not, and whether he loves him or not. It is also human.

Unfortunately, what he ended up getting was that they might not love him as much as he thought.

Therefore, now, Kongjing's writing home letters is just a routine, and there is no longer the original expectation and loss.

The author has something to say: I originally planned to update it normally, but unfortunately, my head still hurts.

Sorry, I can only update one chapter first, and then update two chapters after I get up during the day.

It will probably be night.

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