When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 556 Don't You Have Someone You Love?
It just so happened that Xiaohuaihua and Jinyu came back, Jinyu lowered his head, his chin buried in the high collar of the sweater, Xiaohuaihua was eating a bunch of oden while breathing in the northwest wind.

Seeing the ice cream in Beiyan's hand, she went over to grab the ice cream and stuffed it with a bunch of steaming oden, saying: "The cold ones are for men to eat in winter!"

The next second, Meng Zixian kicked his ass.

Xiaohuaihua patted the footprints on her buttocks, put hot mouthfuls and cold mouthfuls alternately into her mouth, followed the other three to look at the surrounding environment, then turned to Beiyan and said, "Beiyan, I heard you It came from Vulture Peak, have you traveled this way?"

Bei Yan shook her head: "I'm walking on a mountain road, it's impossible to get on a highway full of cars."

"You are so awesome! I heard that there are wild animals in the mountains of the Taihang Mountains!"

Bei Yan nodded: "Yes, I was on the road for about ten days, and I saw a wolf when I went out of the mountain in the early morning."

"Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Bei Yan ate the food he gave, "Animals are spiritual, animals in the mountains can maintain their basic survival, and they won't bite people casually."

Zixian listened quietly to what she said, and his heart fluttered again.

After all, he knew too little about this girl. Why was she so calm when she talked about anything that a man would worry about.

The last time he came here, he felt that he and Yan'er were going to be together, and he didn't want to know about her past.

But this time, he wanted to understand again.

It was a four-hour drive from the imperial capital to Vulture Peak. After two hours, they had a rest, and when they got off the car, they had already arrived at their destination.

There are very few tourists at this time, but Beiyan still knows Master better, and knows where she will be.

Along the way, both Jin Yu and Meng Zixian were quite quiet, but Xiao Huaihua was chattering, and asked someone to take a photo of him after walking two steps. Of course, his own brother refused righteously, but unexpectedly, Jinyu will help him take pictures.

And it's pretty well shot.

"Brother Jinyu, your photography skills are really good, have you ever learned photography?"

Jinyu handed him the phone and said, "I used to take pictures of Ayan... my second sister-in-law, we used to be colleagues."

"That's it."

Xiao Huaihua didn't think about anything, but Meng Zixian's eyes were a little different after hearing such words.

The four watched and saw Master Yiguang in the dark.

Although Beiyan was a child raised by a monk, she didn't hide her feelings too much. She held Meng Zixian's hand generously in front of her master, which made Meng Zixian feel that something was wrong.

Why did he feel like he was being kidnapped and came back to meet his parents?
Especially Bei Yan's proud smile, combined with the gratifying smiles of her master and senior sister, seemed to say: Yan'er has finally captured Mencius Envy.

Afterwards, they followed Master Yiguang to the temple where Beiyan grew up - Zhengjue Temple.

Off-road vehicles can drive there, which is just right, and Mencius and Jinyu can bring the more practical gifts prepared for the mage when they come over.

This is the first time Meng Zixian understands Bei Yan's living environment.

For dinner in the evening, Beiyan intends to prepare dinner with her friends, while Xiaohuaihua, who has lived in a good environment since she was a child, is curious about everything and insists on participating.

Then the four of them took Senior Sister Compassionate and Beiyan's other two senior sisters to prepare dinner together.

The kitchen of Zhengjue Temple still burns firewood. Firstly, it is relatively remote to change the gas here. Secondly, the natural gas has not come yet, and burning coal is expensive. It is suitable for burning firewood. As soon as autumn comes, I go to the mountains to collect firewood and burn it later. The ash can also be used by nearby farmers to adjust fertilizers.

Jinyu doesn't know how to cook, so she helps the seniors chop firewood outside.

Bei Yan felt that Meng Zixian would not be able to start a fire, and she wanted to take on this important task, but Boss Meng felt sorry for her and assigned it to Xiao Huaihua, so he took Bei Yan to chop dumpling stuffing.

Then in the kitchen, I could hear all the time: "Little benefactor Meng, you have to wait for the firewood to spark before blowing on it. When you blow on it, the flame will be extinguished."

"Amitabha, little benefactor Meng, you can't inhale this, you have to blow it."

"Amitabha, little benefactor Meng, wipe your mouth with a piece of paper, it's black."

"Amitabha, Amitabha..."

In the end, Xiaohuaihua put on a black face and impatiently asked her brother for help: "Meng Zi envies you to come!"

Mencius watched enviously that he and Bei Yan had almost finished making the dumpling wrappers and fillings, so he went out without saying a word, took a half-small paper cup of gasoline from the car, and sprinkled it on a firewood stick.

When the fire was blazing in the stove, he looked at his stupid brother and complained mercilessly: "IQ is worrying."

Then a row of young monks clasped their hands together and sighed: "Amitabha, Master Meng is really wise, Bodhisattva blesses Yan'er."

There is a fire in the kitchen, which is naturally warm.

But the courtyard of the temple was extremely cold.

Especially in the depths of the high mountain like Vulture Peak, the temperature difference is even greater. Even the weather forecast in XZ City is sunny, but there is a little snow on Vulture Peak at night.

Jinyu didn't seem to feel the cold, he continued to chop firewood with the ax he had used for many years by the light of the kitchen.

Ci Xin stuffed her hands into her cuffs, and her neck shrank a little, obviously feeling cold.

She watched Jin Yu's movements, and softly persuaded: "Master Mo, there's no need to chop, it's enough for tonight. It's cold outside, so go inside to warm up, give me the axe."

Jinyu didn't raise her head, her voice was cold: "You are also a woman when you become a monk, so don't be too polite if you can have a man to help you."

Compassionately pursed her lips, "I admire the kindness of the benefactor, and the Bodhisattva will surely bless you with a long life."

Hearing the word longevity, Jinyu paused, and said, "What's the point of living so long?"

Ci Xin didn't understand, so she took a step closer to Jin Yu: "What does Mu Shizhu mean by that?"

"Although I am not very old, I have seen too much life and death, and experienced the ups and downs of various emotions in my life. Now I can't find the meaning of my life."

It may be that he faced the monks who are pure-hearted and ascetic, or it may be that before this winter, he really made a lot of choices and let go, and he talked a lot more.

"Beiyan and I came here just to find something to do that I'm still interested in, so as to make time more fulfilling."

Ci Xin was stunned for a moment, bent down, and was at Jin Yu's eye level, and asked, "Is there no one you love, Mu benefactor?"

Jin Yu thought for a while, and replied like this: "There is one, I can't love anymore, and there is one... I'm not sure if I'm in love."

Compassionately asked again: "Then... does the benefactor know who is loving you?"

This question made Jinyu bend his lips helplessly, "I don't know, maybe...not at all."

"Amitabha."

Ci Xin looked at Jin Yu's side face, then at the chopped firewood beside him, and there was a lot of it piled up.

The firewood he chopped was enough for ten days, but he didn't stop, as if he wanted to chop all the firewood, so as to save these female monks from working hard in the future.

Compassion can't help but feel moved.

Things are still going on, and somehow in the kitchen, the electricity is cut off.

Outside, Jin Yu put down his axe.

After the power came back, Bei Yan's voice came from the kitchen: "Little brother, there is a switch, don't touch it!"

It turned out that the switch was turned off by Xiaohuaihua by mistake.

Compassionate's eyes moved from the kitchen window to Jinyu, only to see him staring at her hand.

A lot of blood came from those beautiful hands, which were stained by firewood!

It was because the blackness in front of his eyes didn't disappear for a moment when the power was out just now.

"Master Mu!" Ci Xin's heart tightened, and she hurried over to help him treat the wound. She didn't want her hand to touch Jin Yu's cool palm, and she retracted it like an electric shock, and silently recited a sentence of Amitabha.

Jin Yu didn't care, he flicked his fingers, walked to the faucet on one side, turned it on and flushed it, and didn't feel that the water from the ground would frostbite his fingers in this weather.

Obviously, he has long been numb to the pain in his body.

Monks are kind to all things in the world, and now their kindness is even more pity for Jinyu.

She hurriedly went to the room where she slept to find ointment and gauze, and then ignored him, dragged Jin Yu to the kitchen, trying to help him clean and bandage him.

But when she picked up Jin Yu's hands, she was stunned.

"Master Mu, why do you have so many scars on your hands?"

"Rescue."

Compassionately looked up.

She suddenly remembered that she had just entered the Buddhist gate when she was a child, seeing the majesty of the golden Buddha statue, she never understood how such a Buddha is merciful.

Seeing Jin Yu with a cold face now, she obviously has a deeper meaning to some things.

She helped Jinyu wash his hands, wrapped his fingers, and applied a little grass-scented homemade hand balm.

Jinyu didn't resist, and just let compassion help him like this.

Afterwards, after Compassion put her hands together again, she said to Jin Yu: "You don't have to worry about being loved by no one, because you will definitely meet some people who are willing to love you."

Jinyu didn't think deeply about the meaning of the compassionate words. He raised his hand and gently smelled the back of his hand. He was curious about what kind of herbs it was made of, and it felt great to use.

If it can apply for a patent and register a trademark to make herbal skin care products, it will also be a source of income for Zhengjue Temple.

Monastics do good in all directions, and they also need financial support.

It's just that when he thinks about doing business, he thinks of another person.

He said to compassion: "When I am not me, I am sure that there is someone who loves me very much."

Compassion blinked and smiled: "How can Mu Shizhu become Mu Shizhu? People are born with thousands of faces. If a person divides himself into different people, either he cannot accept this world or he cannot accept it." imperfect self."

Jin Yu was shocked when he said this.

But most of the mental illnesses with mental stimulation are indeed because they have suffered too many blows in this world, and they are unwilling to live in reality, so they imagined a world where their thinking lives in that world and their behavior lives in reality.

And like him, personality disorder...

My head hurts again.

With compassion, he took the right seat.

It seems like he just can't accept himself.

Compassionately said: "Master Mu still wants to live a long life. When you come to our Vulture Peak, whether you want to learn medicine or have other ideas, this is how you face life positively. If Mu Shizhu was negative before Treat life, then you are changing now."

(End of this chapter)