grandfather's daughter-in-law

The monk who rescued Yu Minxiu was named Daoyi. He told me that he grew up in this small temple. When he was adopted by the master, he had a lay name, but it was so long ago that he no longer remembers it.There are two other people in the temple, a gray-haired teacher and father, and a brother who is nearly sixty years old. Daoyi is the youngest, but he has already reached the age of knowing his fate.

"It's fate to save her." He said so.

Because the temple is located in a remote place, the incense is deserted, and there are few strangers walking around. The three people in the courtyard only go to the river when they need to wash their things.She was dazed by the river for a whole day, and she was rescued just by chance when Dao Yi, a caring person, noticed her. He called it fate, and she deserved her life.When he said this, there was a kind of indifference that could see through the world.

She slept for a whole day.The body was weak and tired after giving birth, and she stayed in the cold wind for an unknown amount of time, knelt on the futon in wet clothes and cried for most of the night, and finally boiled away all her strength.When it was about to dawn, she had a high fever, and the high temperature of nearly forty degrees made her talk nonsense.She was in a constant cold sweat, and I had to apply towels and change towels for her over and over again.Dao Yi only had some common antipyretics, and I gave her all of them, but none of them worked.Her face was burning red, but her lips were chapped and pale, and she was babbling nonsense that no one could understand.Her lower body was dripping with blood, and I poured out pots of blood, which continued to flow out.I panicked, I never thought that a person could bleed so much, it was as if all the sadness in my body was fused into that blood and bleed out.So much so much blood covered my vision.

Later, they wheeled her in, through some double doors, and I followed, rushing through door after door, smelling of iodine and disinfectant.White sheets hung from the sides of the gurney, brushing the dirty floor tiles.Then a nurse in white put his palm on my shoulder and pushed me towards the door.I can feel her cold wedding ring on my skin.I struggled forward, begging her to let me in, but she kept pushing me out.

"You can't go in, you have to wait here." Someone said so.Then the double doors slammed shut, and the "surgery in progress" light came on.

I hear whimpering.A gray handkerchief was handed in front of me, and I realized that the sound was coming from my throat, like some kind of beast forced to suppress the throat.I tightly covered my mouth with my hand, tears slipped from the back of my hand, and flowed down the corner of my mouth, I tasted the salty taste.I do not know what to do.I don't even seem to have the strength to stand up.The minutes ticked by, two hours, or more, before the double doors with fluorescent lights opened.Then I started pacing back and forth non-stop.Dao Yi didn't know when he had already left.There are no windows and no moonlight on this wide and deep corridor.There is a bend at the end, and there is a long and narrow rectangular window at the bend.After a long time passed, the gray-white morning light was coming in from there, diluting the white fluorescent lights behind it.

I seem to have finally been guided by some kind, and finally know what I should do.I ran over happily, knelt down there, and my knees could clearly feel the coldness of the floor.Looking out from the long and narrow window, you can still see the moonlight vaguely.I put my hands together, I don't know if this gesture is right, or where to say the prayer, but it doesn't matter, I will remember all the gods, Mazu, Avalokitesvara, Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Allah , Christ Jesus, oh, and Marshal Tiandu, the patriarch, everyone is fine, as long as they can hear my prayers and make her better.I kept kowtow, promising that I would change my past, do good deeds every day, and try my best to help everyone in need. I am a vegetarian, and I am willing to lose ten years of my life.I repent that I ever took chances on those sins, I repent that I have not been punished for the bad things I have done.I am willing to accept the punishment, please put all the punishment on me, I am the culprit, but please don't, don't punish me in this way.I just want her to get better.I bear all the sins alone.

I heard the roaring and whimpering sound of that animal again, I covered my mouth, I heard my throat swallowing back and forth, and my chest was suffocated.Tears dripped on the floor tiles, on my forehead, on my hair, it was cold.My ears ached, and it was as if all the sadness in my body was squeezing out from behind that thin membrane.After a long time, I stood up and stopped praying.Several hours had passed, and the bright daylight wiped away the darkness and coldness of the night.I sat outside the corridor leading to the emergency room, looking at the dim light, wondering how many unfortunate things happened this past night, how many people survived, and how many more died.This is a place where life and death are separated.This damned place where life is far from death.Her pale face, gurgling blood, once again covered my eyes.The strong fishy smell choked my throat again.

I need air.

I walked a long way along the corner of the corridor, more and more people passed by, and the quiet doctor gradually warmed up.The clock on the wall indicated that it was seven o'clock in the morning, and it had been five hours since I was locked in the double doors with no news.

I mechanically paced back and forth, staring blankly at the crooked cracks in the floor, counting the dead flies scattered on the window sill, and listening to the knock of my heels on the ground.My eyes were extremely tired, and on the tightly closed door at the end, the words "operation in progress" were still glowing with cold white light.I stared at it closely, I hoped that it would go out, but I was afraid that it would go out.My heart began to sink little by little. I didn't know where I was going to sink. It was like being in a cold pool under an abyss, where I could only see the very far and narrow sky.I suddenly wanted to escape this place.I am afraid.Then the light on the door snapped out.The door opened, and one, two or three people came out and took off the masks on their faces.A man with a fat face came towards me, with thick eyebrows above his dark eyes.His lips moved up and down, he said that she lost a lot of blood, but luckily it was delivered in time, they gave her blood transfusion, if not for her own strong sense of survival, they could no longer rescue her, but she is alive, just Can no longer give birth.My tears fell down rustlingly.

She is alive.

she lives!

Thankfully, she is alive.

He said something else, but I couldn't hear it anymore.Then a nurse rolled her out of the emergency room, her face uncovered by a white sheet.She lay on it quietly, quiet and peaceful.Her face was as pale as paper, and with the respirator on her nose, I could hear her feeble breathing rising and falling rhythmically.

She is alive.

Tears welled up in my eyes instantly, and they—the Buddhas and Lords—heard my prayer.My knees hit the ground with a clang, and I kowtowed three times involuntarily.I said:

i will change

I will do good every day

i will be vegetarian

I would like to lose ten years of my life...