The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 222 Provisions
Yan Sanhe hadn't experienced much, but she was smart. After a few twists and turns, she immediately understood the reason.

Couples who can afford children always have some wealth at home.

For a man with property, even if his wife cannot give birth, he can still take a concubine and give birth to a boy and a half girl.

Forget it if it's a boy, take him back and raise him to maturity, marry him, give birth to a son, and continue the family line.

If a girl is taken back, not only will she not be able to pass on the family line or continue her generation, but she will also have to accompany her with a dowry when she reaches her age.

No one would do this loss-making business.

Yan Sanhe: "What about Mingyue and the others? Why were they adopted?"

"There are men who don't have that ability, even if they bring back a concubine with seventeen or eight bedrooms, they still won't be able to produce melons."

Huiru flipped the beads and said slowly: "For such a family, they will choose an outstanding boy from the clan and adopt him to his name.

There are people to carry on the family line, and the family has a lot of money to spend, and they feel that their children are deserted, so they adopt one or two girls to kill the loneliness.

Most of the girls who were taken away from our Shuiyue Nunnery were in this situation. "

Hui Ru: "In addition to the right time and place, this kind of thing also needs to be done by eye."

Yan Sanhe: "That girl named Mingyue was taken away by what kind of couple. How is she doing now? Does she know about Jingchen's death?"

"The couple who took Mingyue away are named Tang, and they are squires from Hejian Mansion. Mr. Tang was a scholar who passed the imperial examination in his early years. He was passed down through three generations. By his generation, there are no more people in the clan."

Hui Ru: "Mrs. Tang is also an only daughter and the cousin of Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang does not have any concubines. The two of them have a good relationship. They came to the capital for a visit that year and when they arrived at our Shuiyue Temple, they fell in love with Mingyue at first sight."

Yan Sanhe: "How is Mingyue doing there?"

"Old nun, in all my life, I have never seen anyone with a better life than Ming Yue."

Huiru smiled from the bottom of her heart for the first time.

"Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang did not adopt a boy from the clan, so they raised her like the apple of their eye. They even hired a son-in-law for her last year."

Recruiting a son-in-law means you are reluctant to let your daughter marry and go to her husband's family to suffer.

Good luck indeed.

"Does Jingchen know?"

"I know, Mr. Tang specially sent someone to deliver the letter. Jingchen didn't say it, but I could tell that she was happy in her heart."

Hui Ru sighed and said, "Before Jingchen died, she told me not to send a letter to Mingyue, so Mingyue still doesn't know she passed away."

"Why not announce the funeral?" Yan Sanhe asked.

Hui Ru: "When you enter the nunnery, you don't care about your past life; when you leave the nunnery, you don't care about Buddhist affairs. Jingchen said that letting the child live a good life is better than kowtowing at her grave or burning paper."

"Ming Yue is living so well..."

Yan Sanhe pondered for a moment and said, "That means Jingchen's inner demon is not her."

"It really can't be her."

Hui Ru sighed: "That child has been well-behaved since he was a child, and his life is good. He raised him to the age of eight and never let Jingchen take care of him."

Yan Sanhe: "What about the third thing?"

Hui Ru suppressed the light in her eyes and recalled it carefully.

Half a cup of tea passed, and a cup of tea passed. Just as Yan Sanhe poured himself a second cup of tea, Hui Ru frowned, with a confused look on his face:

"Miss Yan, I can't think of anything special at the moment."

"You and she have been under the same roof for 18 years, and you never look up or down."

Hui Ru had no choice but to say, "She is just doing her job. She is an honest person. She doesn't talk much and doesn't cause trouble. She chants sutras, sleeps, sleeps, and recites sutras every day. There is nothing special about her."

"Then why did she have to paint her eyebrows before she died?"

Since he couldn't tell, Yan Sanhe had to bring up the old matter again, "Why did you take off her clothes and wipe off the rouge?" Hui Ru's face turned pale and she fell into a long silence.

Yan Sanhe was not in a hurry at all and drank tea slowly.

Shuiyue An is so big, and there are only so many people who eat together, chant sutras, and do homework every day. They have been together day and night for 18 years, but there are not many things to talk about?
This is not normal!
Just like Hui Ru's actions after Chong Jingchen's death... there must be something between the two of them.

"Jingchen has stayed in Shuiyue An for 18 years. Shuiyue An is her home, and you are her family."

Yan Sanhe said coldly: "Her coffin cannot be closed. As time goes by, Shuiyue An and everyone in Shuiyue An will be unlucky."

Old nun Hui Ru's heart skipped a beat and she spoke quickly.

"Miss Yan, monks have the same burial rules as monks. Death is the same as life. She converted to Buddhism during her lifetime. How can she paint her features and dress after her death? This is against the rules."

Yan Sanhe glanced at her expression.

"Who made this rule?"

"No one has decided, it's just a convention."

"you are lying!"

Yan Sanhe's eyes sharpened suddenly, "Buddhists don't ask about cause and effect, they only talk about practice. What is the purpose of practice?"

Huiru was choked by her question.

"Do you want to be a nun who eats fasting and chants Buddha's name all day long in your next life? There is no such reason, right?"

Yan Sanhe finally couldn't help but raise his voice, "Even if you remain a nun in your next life, you have to enter the human world first and then enter Buddhism, right?"

Hui Ru's face was as ugly as the ashes in an incense burner, a little white, a little gray, and a little green.

"What's more, Buddhism talks about freedom of coming and going. Those who become monks can return to the secular world; those who return to the secular world can escape into Buddhism again."

Yan Sanhe looked at her and sneered: "Why do you come here to Jingchen and don't even have the freedom to wear anything after death?"

Hui Ru's face suddenly turned red, and the veins on the back of her hands popped out one by one. She opened her mouth and called "Miss Yan," but she still said nothing.

Yan Sanhe looked at her, filled with doubts.

People like Xie Daozhi and Ji Lingchuan, who are as comfortable in the officialdom as they are, always speak out when they hear that they will be unlucky.

As a monk, she is supposed to be compassionate and save all sentient beings. How come she doesn't open her mouth even though she is talking about this?
Is there something hidden?
"Hui Ru, since you don't want to answer, let me change the question."

Yan Sanhe's voice suddenly became softer, "Why did you become a nun?"

Huiru didn't expect that Yan Sanhe would suddenly ask her about her affairs. She didn't hide it, and the look on her face suddenly became very defensive.

Yan Sanhe saw it very clearly.

"You entered Buddhism three years earlier than her, that is, you escaped into Buddhism at the age of 24. At the age of 24, you are already married. If you are lucky, you should be the mother of your child."

"Miss Yan."

Hui Ru suddenly shouted angrily, "Don't make blind guesses."

"You say you are a miserable person, but it shows that everything you own has been destroyed."

Yan Sanhe had no choice but to continue guessing, "Your family, your man, and your children are all gone. How could they be gone?"

Hui Ru's body trembled violently, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"You said that a nunnery is separated from the world and Buddhism, but you are still excited, angry, and shed tears because I mentioned your things in the world..."

Yan Sanhe's tone suddenly changed.

"You have been practicing for 21 years. What have you practiced?"

(End of this chapter)