The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 65 Downhill (Part 1)

In midsummer, there are lush small flowers blooming on both sides of the mountain road, which is refreshing and eye-catching.

The sun above the head was scorching the earth, and the cicadas were chattering, adding a bit of irritability to the scorching afternoon.

Occasionally, in the farmland at the foot of the mountain, there are a few bent figures, facing the loess and back to the sky.

A tall and thin figure walked across the field, holding an umbrella, like a gust of cool wind, even the sun above the head was not so scorching.

At the end of the field ridge is the entrance of Mount Baitou, and soon the figure steps up the steps and turns into a small dot.

Is Master Mingjing back? A middle-aged woman in the field looked up at the figure.

It seems to be, go back and tell Grandpa Gengzi, let him hurry up to the mountain with Gengzi in his arms.

The woman hurried out of the field and ran quickly to the village, reciting as she ran: Amitabha, Master Ming Jing has finally returned.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the village, she began to shout loudly: Master Mingjing is back.

The quiet village suddenly became lively. The villagers who were taking a nap woke up, opened the door and came out to ask: Master Mingjing is really back? Am I dreaming?

It's not a dream. Sister-in-law Cuilan was pulling weeds in the field just now and saw Master Mingjing go up the mountain with her own eyes. Can you still admit it? The sister-in-law at the opposite door locked the door, Master Mingjing is back, I have to go to the nunnery to burn incense. May Master Mingjing bless our family, young and old.

The door on the other side quickly closed the door and entered the room: My baby, don't sleep, get up quickly, Master Mingjing is back.

The woman on the bed got up in a daze: What?

After reacting, he woke up instantly, and said in surprise: Master Ming Jing is back, that's great, let's take An An up the mountain quickly, and kowtow to Master Ming Jing.

The village spread the word from ten to ten, and when they heard that Master Ming Jing had returned, they immediately became overwhelmed.

The mountain road has been built into stone steps, leading to the top of the mountain step by step, with no end in sight.

On both sides of the stone steps are endless mountains and forests, lush and lush, covering the sky, sheltering the sun and cooling off the summer heat, bringing a little bit of coolness.

The girl climbed up the stairs, unhurriedly, calmly and gracefully.

The hem of the skirt brushed over the stone steps and was gently lifted by the mountain wind.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally, the gate of the nunnery is close in front of me.

Ming Jing reached out and brushed the hem of the skirt, walked up with a faint smile, and knocked on the door.

Come on. A little girl's crisp voice came from inside the door, and the sound of thump, thump, thump footsteps gradually approached.

With a squeak, the door opened a gap, and a small head poked out.

Seeing the person standing in front of the door, the little girl first widened her eyes in disbelief, then rubbed her eyes, and then rubbed her eyes again.

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: Why, don't you know Senior Sister?

Hearing the familiar voice, the little girl cried out with a wow and closed the door with a snap.

Ming Jing ate his nose and was stunned for a while, when he heard the little girl's excited shout from inside the door: Third Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister are back.

Ming Jing shook his head and laughed.

Push open the door and walk in, everything is no different from when you left.

The next moment, two black shadows rushed towards her like a whirlwind, hugging her, crying out of breath.

Second Senior Sister, woo woo, you're finally back.

Second Senior Sister, I miss you so much, please don't leave, okay?

An eight or nine-year-old girl ran over, and instead of coming up and hugging Ming Jing and crying like the two of them, she stood three steps away, pursed her lips and stared at Ming Jing, looking very awkward.

Why don't you live your good life in a wealthy family, why come back. The girl said coldly.

The girl who cried the most while hugging Ming Jing's waist raised her head and turned to look at the girl. They both had exactly the same face.

Ming Ti, don't talk to Second Senior Sister like this, she won't feel well either.

Hmph, I think she's having a good time in the wealthy family. Come back and see if we're starving to death.

The little girl who was crying while hugging her mirror legs ran over angrily and scratched Mingti: Hmph, you are not allowed to call Second Senior Sister, you are bad.

Ming gave her a clear look: Are you stupid or not, she is no longer our second senior sister, she is now a wealthy young lady, we a group of little nuns can't afford it.

The little girl burst into tears with a wow: Second Senior Sister will always be our Second Senior Sister.

Ming Jing sighed, walked over and touched Ming Yi's little head, and said softly: Don't cry, Senior Sister will not leave you.

There were still tears hanging on Ming Yibai's tender little face, holding back his mouth and crying, looking very cute, Really?

Monks don't tell lies.

Ming Yi threw his arms around her neck, Second Senior Sister, Ming Yi really misses you.

Ming Jing patted her on the back lightly, his eyes were loving and warm: Senior sister is too.

Ming Jing stood up, Let's go, first go offer incense to Master.

On the desk is a memorial tablet of Mrs. Mingxin, and there are fresh melon and fruit snacks on the altar table, and it is spotlessly wiped everywhere, which shows that the junior sisters clean it every day.

Ming Jing pulled them to kneel on the futon, holding incense sticks.

Master, we are all orphans adopted by you. For us, you are the mentor who preaches and teaches us, and the reborn parents who gave us life. You taught us how to read and teach us the principles of life. We have a place to live in, a name, and an identity, and we don’t want us to settle down in this mountain for a lifetime of silence. There are eight sufferings in the whirling world. Maybe only in the Zen scriptures is the only pure place in the world, but I still hope that my sisters can go there. Walking in the world of mortals, it is not in vain to be human, no matter what the result is, this is their good fortune, master, you think so too, right?

The gentle voice of the girl Qingling resounded quietly in the nunnery. Behind her, the three girls sitting on their knees looked at her back in shock at the same time.

Are you hallucinating?

Disciple Ming Jing will take good care of the three junior sisters from now on, and will live up to Master's kindness in nurturing and teaching.

Three worships and nine knocks, one word and nine tripods.

Ming Jing solemnly inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, turned around, and stared at her with three pairs of eyes.

Ming Yi couldn't hold back and asked: Second Senior Sister, are you going to take us down the mountain?

Ming Chen looked at Ming Jing expectantly, Ming Ti lowered his eyes and pursed his lips firmly.

Although the master raised us and brought us into Buddhism, Buddhism is about people with predestined relationships. Today, you thank your ancestors and return to vulgarity. Come down the mountain with me. The world of mortals is rolling thousands of miles away. That is what you should pursue.

Mingti suddenly raised his head, looked at the mirror in disbelief, his lips twitched violently.

The three of you must remember what I'm going to say next.

The three straightened their backs and looked at the mirror earnestly and solemnly.

There is a saying in Buddhism that there are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, separation of love, inability to seek, and impermanence in all actions. This is the real life. Once you go to the world, you will have many experiences. You can love, you can Hate, you can be happy or sad, you can eat meat, you can drink alcohol, it may be ordinary, it may be vigorous, but no matter what, this is the path you should take, and your destiny should be in your own hands, not in the blue light. Lived in silence among the ancient Buddhas.

Senior Sister has only one request for you, no matter what kind of people you will become in the future or what kind of things you will encounter, you must stick to the bottom line and be kind.

When others bully you, don't blindly tolerate it. This will only fuel the opponent's arrogance. Kindness also has a bottom line. Blind tolerance also creates karma invisibly.

The three nodded seriously: Sister, we have remembered.

After going down the mountain, don't call me Senior Sister, call me Second Sister.

Ming asked, Second Sister, we're leaving, what about Eldest Sister?

Ming Chen and Ming nodded together.

Ming Jing paused: I've already made arrangements to send my eldest sister to a nursing home, and someone will take care of her.

Ming Jing pushed open the door of the wing room, and the girl was lying on the bed, breathing evenly, as if she had fallen asleep.

Ming Jing tucked the corner of the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the girl's pale sleeping face.

Senior Sister, I finally understand what Master said about your catastrophe. Maybe the current deep sleep is the best arrangement for you.

When I find the vajra bell and the soul-calling banner, when you wake up, everything will be settled.

Ming Jing stayed in the room for a long time, and the three little girls outside the door chatted together, Is Senior Sister really going to take us down the mountain? Third Sister and Fourth Sister, I'm afraid.

What are you afraid of? Could it be that Second Sister can sell us? Ming Ti gave her a white look.

Shall we follow Second Sister after we go down the mountain? Will it cause trouble for Second Sister? Ming Chen said worriedly.

Ming Ti pursed her lips: Since she said this to Master, she should think of a way. If she thinks we are dragging the oil bottle, we will come back again. The nunnery is a little bit bitter, at least I won't starve to death.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Ming Yi ran over to open the door with his short legs.

Don't be unhappy, the second sister took us down the mountain, you should be happy, haven't you been tired of life in the mountains? Ming Chen said.

Mingti frowned.

Ming Chen held her hand: Don't be afraid, let's walk together on the next road.

As soon as Ming opened the door, he was stunned.

Today is not the first day of junior high school, why are there so many people.

Master Mingyi, is Master Mingjing back? Sister-in-law Cuilan asked softly.

Ming nodded: Second Sister is back.

Cuilan's sister-in-law was overjoyed: I said that I would never misjudge someone. No one can imitate Master Mingjing's temperament. Tomorrow, Master Mingyi, we ask to see Master Mingjing.

Master Mingyi, let me be more accommodating. I have been waiting for a long time. My grandson is seriously ill. He can't afford to go to a big hospital. I can only ask Master Mingjing.

Ming Yi looked at the chattering crowd, pursed his lips and said, You guys wait, I'll go ask Second Sister.

He slammed the door shut.

Everyone waited anxiously.

Ming Jing listened to Ming Yi's words, and said: Put tables and cases in the courtyard, Ming Ti asks everyone to line up, Ming Chen, take a pen to record everyone's needs, and Xiao Wu, follow me.

The three happily said in unison: Yes.

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The desk was set up in the courtyard, and the villagers lined up outside the mountain gate, looking forward to it.

As soon as the mirror appeared, everyone became emotional instantly, as if seeing a living Bodhisattva.

Ming Jing said softly: Thank you folks for taking care of me and my sisters and sisters for so many years. Ming Jing came back today. In addition to visiting Master and her old man, he also wanted to take the sisters down the mountain. They are still young, and it is not their choice to be born in Buddhism. So I decided to take them back down the mountain.

Everyone was not surprised after hearing this, The three little masters are so young, they really can't be wasted in the mountains, they should go to school, Master Ming Jing, you are right to do so.

That's right, it's just that we won't be able to see Master Ming Jing in the future, and everyone is reluctant.

Ming Jing smiled and said: Jiangzhou is not far from here. If you need me in the future, you can come to Jiangzhou to wish my family. I am quite famous in Jiangzhou. Everyone will know after a little inquiry.

Everyone laughed in good faith: Master Ming Jing is so excellent, he is the most dazzling everywhere.

I wish the family a great deal, and have such an excellent daughter as Master Ming Jing.

If you have any needs, tell me one by one, and I will solve them one by one today.

Ming Jing sat down behind the desk.

These villagers are simple in nature, even if they have a headache, they have to find Ming Jing, and one even said that the house is haunted, and asked Ming Jing to catch ghosts for her.

The ghosts and evils in the world are invisible to ordinary people, but what can be seen are the ghosts in people's hearts.

Ming Jing took a pen and wrote on the paper, drawing symbols that no one could understand, Ming Jing recited scriptures to the symbols and handed them to her.

Auntie, this is an exorcism charm. You press it under the pillow every night when you sleep, no matter what kind of ghosts you dare to get close.

The aunt felt like a treasure, Thank you, Master Mingjing.

Ming Yi lay next to Ming Jing's ear, and said mischievously, Second Sister, monks don't lie.

Master never taught them how to draw ghost charms.

Ming Jing smiled and said: If you believe it, there will be; if you don't believe it, there will be no.

Master Mingjing, you are our family's great benefactor. A couple led a little girl over and knelt down to kowtow to Mingjing.

Ming Jing immediately got up and walked over to help them up: What is this for?

Master Mingjing, do you still remember my daughter? She was ill before, and she went to many big hospitals but couldn't be cured. We were all desperate. My father-in-law called me and said that Master Wuxin had rejuvenated. We came back overnight from other places. I took the child up the mountain, but who knew it was too late when I came back, Master Wuxin passed away, we gave up hope at that time, it was you who saw the child, and immediately saw that there was a problem, gave the child an injection, and gave us free medicine, no Thinking that a miracle happened, the child is really healed, we went to the big hospital for an examination, the doctor said it was unbelievable, Master Ming Jing, you are the reincarnation of Bodhisattva, you are the great benefactor of our Guo family.

An'an, quickly kowtow to Master Mingjing, if it wasn't for Master Mingjing, where would our family be?

The little girl was about the same age as Ming Yi, kowtowed ignorantly, Ming Jing picked her up, and said to the couple: It's a blessing from your previous life, get up quickly.

The two supported each other to stand up.

Ming Jing asked the little girl, What's your name?

The little girl whispered, My name is Guo Zian.

Master Mingjing, have you forgotten? You gave her the name. You said that the child's original name contradicts her. If you don't change the name, you will be named Zi'an.

Ming Jing smiled: I have a good memory.

Zian, you should study hard in the future and be a kind and sincere person, okay?

The little girl nodded: I want to be as powerful as Master Mingjing.

Ming Jing smiled and said, Okay.

Next, an old man came to see Ming Jing with his grandson in his arms. The situation was similar to that of Guo Zian, but it took a long time and he had to perform acupuncture for three consecutive days. Ming Jing originally planned to go down the mountain early tomorrow morning. Stay in the mountains for two more days.

Seeing that the clothes worn by the old man were covered with patches and the child was skinny, Ming Jing sighed and handed Fang Zi to the middle-aged woman who was waiting by the side: Sister-in-law Cuilan, I'm sorry.

Yang Cuilan quickly took it over and said: No trouble, no trouble, it's my honor to do things for you, Master Mingjing. Besides, Gengzi's parents are gone, this child is very poor, and Grandpa Gengzi's eyes are not good. If you can help me, I will definitely help you. .”

Ming Jing glanced at the old man, his right eye was cloudy and out of focus.

Grandfather, Gengzi's illness requires three consecutive days of acupuncture, and the mountain road is difficult to walk. You should stay in the nunnery for these three days.

Holding the child in his arms, the old man burst into tears: Thank you, Master, thank you, Master.

Ming Jing thought that her heart had already been tempered, but it turned out that she would still be soft in the face of real suffering.

The setting sun climbed over the treetops, and the nunnery gradually became quiet.

The villagers sent a lot of oil, rice and vegetables, and Yang Cuilan stayed to help, and quickly prepared a large table of meals.

When Mrs. Wuxin was around, she would often come to the nunnery to help, and the vegetarian dishes she made were very popular with everyone.

Where's Master Mingjing? Yang Cuilan searched around but saw no one.

Ming Chen replied: I'm accompanying Eldest Sister.

Yang Cuilan felt strange: Master Mingxin, what's wrong? It's been several months. Is it really all right?

At this moment, Ming Ti came over and said, Eldest sister's illness can't see the sun, sister-in-law Cuilan, don't worry, the second sister has received Master's true biography, and her medical skills are superb, she will definitely cure elder sister.

Oh, that's good. Yang Cuilan said nothing more.

The meal is ready, come and eat.

After Yang Cuilan turned around, Ming Ti glared at Ming Chen: Remember what Second Sister said, don't tell anyone anything about Eldest Sister.

Ming Chen nodded: I know, I didn't intend to say it.

At night, Ming Jing lay on the bed, ready to fall asleep.

The door creaked open, and a small head came in: Second Sister, I can't sleep.

Ming Jing said helplessly, Come in.

The next moment, Mingyi climbed onto the bed with both hands and feet, slipped into Mingjing's arms, and hugged Mingjing's neck with a smile: Second Sister, I want to sleep with you.

Since the day the child was brought to the nunnery, Ming Jing had been taking care of him, and he liked to cling to Ming Jing since he was very young.

Ming Jing let her sleep by herself, and the child secretly climbed into bed in the middle of the night, and Ming Jing no longer cared about her.

Ming Yi sniffed Ming Jing's scent and sighed contentedly: Second Sister, how are you doing in the city? Isn't it very fun there? Is there a lot of delicious food? I heard from Fourth Sister that it's better than the town. Much, much better.

Ming Jing embraced the soft little body in his arms, The world is full of beauty and prosperity, and you will have a lifetime to experience it.

At this time, the door rang again, and two more heads poked in, Ming Jing smiled and said, Aren't you going to sleep?

Ming Chen walked in with his pillow in his arms, and said with a smothered mouth, I'm afraid I'll wake up and find out that it was a dream, and second sister, you disappeared again.

Ming Jing's heart softened, When did Second Sister lie to you?

I don't care, if Xiao Wu can sleep with you, we will sleep with you too.

Ming Jing said helplessly, The bed is so big, I can't sleep on it.

The two of them didn't listen to the explanation, and even if they jumped onto the bed and squeezed into meatloaf, they still had to lean against the mirror to sleep.

The night was as cool as water, and the bright moonlight penetrated the window and fell on the bed. The three little people were sleeping awkwardly, but they all had peaceful and happy smiles on their faces.

Second Sister, don't go... Ming Yi murmured in his sleep.

Ming Jing tucked in the quilt for them, put on clothes and got up.

She looked at every plant and tree in the nunnery, every brick and every tile.

Twelve years.

She looked up at the full moon in the sky.

The moon is still the same moon, but the person is no longer that person.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Guo Yuangeng's illness has stabilized. Mingjing gave Grandpa Guo a lot of herbal medicines and healed his eyes before Yang Cuilan sent him down the mountain.

As the descent was approaching, the three children were so excited that they discussed packing their luggage.

However, they don't have any luggage, they have a change of clothes, and cloth shoes that have been washed white, and they have nothing else.

The years in the mountains are harsh, and these supposedly youthful children have also been suppressed in nature, restrained their desires, and endured the long loneliness.

Ming Jing made a phone call, and not long after, two men went up the mountain and saw Ming Jing bowing respectfully: Miss.

Ming Yi ran behind Ming Jing and grabbed her skirt nervously.

These two men were hired by Ming Jing to carry Ming Xin down the mountain, put a hood on Ming Xin, Ming Jing closed the door, held Ming Yi's hand, and looked back at the plaque.

Turn around and go down the mountain without looking back.

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Lin Qing didn't expect that Zhu Shaodan would be so stubborn this time, and he really hadn't come back for half a month. She sent someone out to look for him, and the boy seemed to have evaporated from the world.

She was a little worried, afraid that what happened last time would repeat itself, and if she couldn't find her again, she would call the police.

At this time, Uncle Wen came in and said, Ma'am, Miss Ming Jing called and said she wanted to pick up her juniors to live for a while, and asked if you could agree. If not, she would look for a house outside.

Lin Qing frowned. There were still several empty rooms on the third floor, just adding a few people, but she just felt uncomfortable. Is Zhujia going to become a nunnery?

Is she going to take the group of oil bottles on her? This child is really confused, and it's too late for others to shake her off. Lin Qing is one head and two older. Isn't this child too kind?

Uncle Wen often goes to deliver things to the nunnery recently, but he really likes a few little girls, Ma'am, Miss's younger sisters are very sensible and obedient. Miss's master passed away, and as a senior sister, it's okay for Miss to take care of them. The lady's own choice.

Lin Qing waved her hand irritably: Let her go.

After thinking for a while, he said, If you want to arrange schools for a few children, you can arrange them.

Uncle Wen said with a smile: Madam is kind, and there will be rewards.

Lin Qing gave him a white look: What kind of ecstasy soup did Ming Jing pour for you, to look at her like this.

Uncle Wen said: Ma'am, after getting along for so long, don't you know Miss Ming Jing's character? If she abandons her juniors and sisters, wouldn't you be happy?

Lin Qing was silent, and sighed after a long time.

Forget it, it's all a debt, let's pay it off slowly.

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The car stopped outside the gate of Zhu's house, and Ming Jing led them in.

Ming Yi exclaimed, What a big, beautiful house.

Ming gave her a white look: Don't act like a bumpkin who has never seen the world, embarrassing the second sister, and don't be surprised when you change, you know? Anyway, just don't have any expressions.

Ming Yi nodded ignorantly: I know Fourth Sister.

Ming Ti looked at Ming Jing as if asking for credit, and Ming Jing patted her on the head: You are just like a human being, you don't have to worry about so much, you can behave as you usually do, no matter what happens, Second Sister will always be your backer , never be afraid, straighten your chest, and be a man of integrity.”

Mingti had a teachable expression on his face.

Lin Qing and Grandma Zhu Zhu Xiangxiang sat in the living room and waited. It didn't take long to see Ming Jing leading the three little girls in.

The two are eight or nine years old, they look exactly the same, they are twins, and they can tell the appearance of beauties at a young age. Although they look exactly the same, they have different temperaments.

One is weak and delicate, shy and timid, reminiscent of Lin Daiyu in Cao Gong's works, the delicate and melancholy attitude of Xizi holding her heart is really pity.

The other one has bright eyes and is proud. When he walks, his back is straight and his chin is slightly raised. He looks like a little adult. This kind of concentration is hard to come by at such a young age.

These twins are really twin sisters competing for beauty, each showing a branch.

The other little girl was five years old, with red lips and white teeth, cute and innocent, like a doll in a New Year's painting, with a festive smile, eager to hug her and pamper her, at this moment, holding Ming Jing's hand, walking beside her obediently.

Grandma Zhu and Lin Qingzhu Xiangxiang were stunned at the same time, thinking that they were about to meet three ugly and ugly little nuns, but unexpectedly, each of them is beautiful with its own characteristics.

It turns out that Der Spiegel is no exception.

What kind of Feng Shui is this nunnery!

The little sisters are so cute, they redeemed Der Spiegel