Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 137, the past

The old woman's home is very dilapidated, full of sundries everywhere, although the furniture is complete, but it seems that it has not been used for a long time, it can be said that it is only a little better than the old Zhao barbecue ruins downstairs, the so-called reunion The rice is just two bowls of Yangchun noodles with eggs.

The drink is also a cup of crude tea, which is even worse than Taoist.

"I'm sorry for bothering you." Li Yun held the ceremony with one hand and thanked softly.

"It's nothing, as long as they don't come to cheat us of money, we don't have anything to plot for people in this poor place." The middle-aged woman didn't change her expression, she just shook her head and said, "I don't know where you are from." Know Xiaofeng's name"

The voice behind the middle-aged woman was so soft that the old woman couldn't hear it, but Li Yun could hear it.

Li Yun didn't say anything, but picked up the Yangchun noodles handed over by the middle-aged woman and started eating.

There is a piece of egg on the Yangchun noodles, which is exactly the same as theirs. Although the appearance is not good, the fragrance is still full.

The middle-aged woman didn't say anything, but just regarded Li Yun as a Taoist priest who came to eat. It's not like she hasn't entertained monks before.

The old woman picked up Yangchun noodles, sat on a chair, and began to recall the past, her own past.

"Back then, we were a big family eating noodles here. I remember back then, there were crayfish, braised pork, grilled fish, and braised pig's feet. These were Xiao Zhao's specialties. After finishing at the barbecue stall, we brought it upstairs, and everyone opened it up to eat."

"Xiaofeng likes to eat braised pork, and Xiaoyu likes to eat crayfish. These two children used to always get together in that corner."

sting --

Take a bite of Yangchun noodles.

Xiaofeng next to him, seeing the old woman's reminiscing and sad look, was also full of confusion, and didn't speak, just sat quietly beside the old woman.

Instinct drove Xiaofeng towards a warm place.
"Daoist, you said that Xiaofeng is by your side. I don't know why. I also have the same feeling. Could it be that I am about to die?" The old woman said to Li Yun.

"Mom, don't talk about such unlucky things, you have a strong body, and you can live for many years." The middle-aged woman said while waving her hands, as if to wave away the bad luck.

The old woman didn't speak, but leaned against the wall quietly, closed her eyes, and felt that Xiaofeng, who didn't know if it existed, was by her side.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the layman can live for many years." Li Yun said lightly, the old woman's lifeline is not entangled by any black energy, and it is true that she will not die in the near future.

The old lady didn't say anything more, she just put her hand on the handle of the stool, and Xiaofeng also put her hand on the handle.

"Just like before, holding Xiaofeng's hand, going to the urban park to watch kites."

"Well, it's just like before. I have this feeling." Xiaofeng also closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of his grandma's palm, separated by yin and yang, unable to touch the warm Xiaofeng, as if he could feel a little bit of it. the warmth.

The middle-aged woman didn't stop anything, she only knew that her mother was happy.

At this time, Li Yun said.

"Layman, if you have something to say to Xiaofeng, you can speak freely now, he can really hear it now."

The old woman hesitated, then began to speak.

"Xiaofeng, if you can really hear me, I want to say something, grandma misses you very much, misses you back home, misses your happy smile, do you still remember, when grandma took you to the West Lake, that time You."

She spoke quietly, Xiaofeng listened quietly, and the middle-aged woman also listened quietly to what the old woman said.

From family chores, to Xiaofeng's naughty things, to things like family trips, they are all small things, but these little things are full of warmth.

At this time, the middle-aged woman on the side also said to herself.

"I'm infertile, and no man wants me. I just walk with my mother and live with my mother. I used to treat Xiaofeng as my own."

Li Yun just silently listened to the old lady's confession to Xiaofeng in front of a qualified audience.

Bit by bit.
Things big and small are ordinary and tender.

The middle-aged woman continued.

"The car accident that year ruined our family. Even if the driver has paid enough, even if he has been punished, but the person is dead, what is the use of more compensation? After all, it still cannot make up for the lost relatives. They ended up being nothing more than a cup of grave soil."

Li Yun was silent.

Even if the wicked can be punished, the consequences will be irreversible. In the cycle of cause and effect, the victim will always be the one who suffers. This cannot be refuted.

"How can life be without regrets? Cherish the present, cherish the present, and don't let the happiness you have already got go away, that's enough." Li Yun said.

The middle-aged woman nodded lightly and said: "I understand the truth, I just want to really forget, but it's not that simple. For example, my mother has not forgotten that scar now, thinking that Xiaofeng is by her side .”

"But the truth is, Xiaofeng is indeed by the old lady's side." Li Yun said softly: "It's just that you can't see, touch, or hear, but the poor can see, hear, and know Xiaofeng's location." .”

"Come on, stop fooling me, I am different from my mother, if you don't believe this, reality is reality" the middle-aged woman muttered.

"Whether you believe it or not, he's right there." Li Yun pampered Xiaofeng's head, and said, "I'm listening to everything here."

Xiaofeng listened quietly to the old lady's talk.

Big and small things, from peeing your pants, to molesting the little girl next door, to helping the little girl stand up, beating bad kids away, and so on, all of them were told in detail.

Xiaofeng heard it clearly, and at the same time, remembered it.
"I remembered, I couldn't find my mother. My brother, my father, my mother, like me, all passed away that night." Xiaofeng held his grandma's hand again and again, crying and laughing: " We died together, and we lingered in the world after death, but in the end, my mother, my father, and my brother, like me now, gradually forgot everything, and then disappeared.”

Disappearing, losing memory, means reincarnation.

"What I hope...is just a reunion." Xiaofeng turned around and looked at Li Yun, then bowed ninety degrees: "Thank you."

At this point, the system prompt sounds.

"Ding, mission accomplished."

(End of this chapter)