The maid is the queen

Chapter 210 The Crazy Is Him
"I finally found you, Zhiqiu." The low and mellow voice was the wine, which made my eyes dim. I didn't need to look back, just by the warm embrace, I knew who it was.

I was one level below me, but when that hand hugged me, his face touched my bald head. I reacted as if I was shocked, and immediately pulled his hand away: "Amitabha, I have already shaved and become a monk. The Buddha's name is Jingxin, benefactor, you have admitted the wrong person, please don't be abrupt and let me go."

His hand hugged me even more tightly, sticking to his warm chest: "Whose heart will be purified? Zhiqiu, since the news of killing my concubine in autumn spread to the northwest, I left military affairs behind and desperately To find you, I opened the coffin for autopsy, I was afraid it was you, I searched everywhere for you, I was afraid I would never see you again in this life, I really blame myself, if I hadn’t gone to the northwest, you wouldn’t have suffered so much The wind and the rain have lost your hair, but it has given you so much pain."

"Don't say it anymore." I took a breath, and the tears rolled down drop by drop: "I beg you not to say any more, now it's the emperor's grace to let me go in secret, it's our fate, so we still have to see each other again, But I have already entered the Buddhist gate, and I also plan to purify myself and never go back to the past, do you understand?"

He nodded, then let me go, the shoulders were still light, and the bucket was already on his shoulders, he said: "If you don't let me do this, let me watch you carry the water, but you There is no Buddhist kindness."

I climbed up the steps speechlessly, tears slid down and wet my sleeves, my abdominal cramps made me break out in cold sweat, it only rained yesterday, the sun shone, and I couldn’t see the sky in this gloomy place Day, but it was so cold that it made me shiver.

In the end, he carried me up, with water on his shoulders and me sweating profusely on his back. It was not easy to go up step by step. He walked slowly, which gave me a feeling of sharing weal and woe.

After reaching the last step, the teacher and the younger sister were already chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha in the Buddhist hall with the door closed. I smiled and said, "Go back!"

"Yeah." He nodded, reaching out his hand to wipe the sweat on my forehead, but with a slight flash, he didn't let him touch it.He was slightly disappointed, but smiled, then turned around and went down the mountain.

I carried water in and poured it into a large tank, and then went to chant Buddhist scriptures, hoping to get rid of my past love.

When it was close to noon, a pilgrim was ushered in. I went to open the door, and it was Xia Juntang again. He was sweating profusely and carried a large bundle of cotton cloth. Things, I just ask the Buddha to protect me in the next life, and I can meet the predestined people earlier, whether they are poor or humble, they can stand together through thick and thin."

The teacher's wife was also a little stunned, and I felt a slight pain in my heart.

Master Huiqing said: "A donor should not have the wish to seek a Bodhisattva just because of the lack of temples or cotton cloth. The most important thing in a person is to have a kind heart, and look back in exchange for the next life to pass by."

"I know that from today onwards, I will try my best to do good deeds. I only pray for the Buddha. I don't ask for the right fruit in this life. I only hope that I can protect him from the wind and rain and be displaced."

Kneeling on the futon, he said these words very seriously.

Displaced, now my state is nothing more than this.

"Purify your heart, put away this cotton cloth and light incense for the pilgrims."

"Yes."

I went forward, lit the incense burner and handed it to him. His eyes were black and bright, but he was so serious and honest. He held up the incense and kowtowed reverently, and then gave me to plug in the incense burner.

He used his way to take care of me and take care of me.

He is actually building roads. The roads on the mountain are all old stone steps. Those stones are already a little loose. He builds them step by step. The repairs are wide and long enough to hold two buckets. Every morning I When I went down the mountain, he grabbed my bucket to carry water, and went up the mountain with vegetables hanging in his arms. When he went up to pour the water, he didn't stay, and went down the mountain to build the road.

This lunatic, Xia Juntang, why did I never know you were so crazy?For me, is it worth it?
The rain is accompanied by snow, rustling and falling, sitting in the Buddhist hall listening to the sound of those wooden fish that purify the mind, but the mind is outside, looking at the whitewashed colors outside the window, my heart is also in chaos.

"Pure heart." The teacher called my name: "If there is a cause, there must be an effect. Your heart is not pure."

I hurriedly collected my mind, lowered my head and twirled the prayer beads, but she said, "Go out."

When I went outside, I saw the rain and snow falling from the eaves, which made my heart feel cold.The distance is even more white, and nothing can be seen clearly.

I walked up to the steps and looked down. Xia Juntang was still paving the road halfway up the mountain. I went back and put on a bamboo hat, and hurried down the mountain. He was moving stones out of the bamboo beetles. I kicked one away. But the pain made me jump my feet, crying and shouting at him: "You are a lunatic, a lunatic."

He looked at me and smiled gently, that smile drove away the cold bit by bit.

"Zhiqiu, it's cold here, hurry up."

I wiped my tears and cried loudly: "How can you do this? I have no hair, I have become a monk, and I have cut off all my previous love, but why are you still so persistent?"

But he shook his head: "I don't know why I am persistent. I just want to pave the way. When you are tired without me, you can rest. I don't think about anything. Step by step, this is what I can do. Yes, I can't take you away, you won't follow me, and I can't force you, I keep asking me, what can I do for you? Zhiqiu, I just want to pave the way, Let you go a little easier."

Tears are more turbulent than snow, and my lonely heart doesn't think about anything at this moment, I really want him to hug me tightly and drive away the pain in my heart.

But purify the mind, if you can’t purify your mind, you can’t cut off your emotions, so what are the consequences?
I held back and looked at him with teary eyes.

He bowed his head and sighed: "I said before, don't shed tears, women's tears are so precious, and shed them, it's also happy. Zhiqiu, I don't know how long my life is. I don't want to, and I'm not here to ask you to fall in love with me again in this life. When you are tired, you can sit down. The time is too long, too long. I don't know if you go first or I go first. I am on the battlefield and saw The partners who fought side by side will pass away in a blink of an eye, and I don't want to leave many regrets."

"But it's snowing, can you not be here, I..." I was always thinking about it and hurting.

Every step is paved with his own hands, stepping on his warmth, not for that crazy love, but just to smooth out the unevenness under your feet, when you are tired, you can stop and rest.

There are people in Xia Juntang who don't want anything, they want everything, but it's too impossible, so no one dares to say it.

"Go back, with such heavy rain and snow, you will catch cold."

"After laying these stones, I will go back." He took an iron hoe and leveled the old steps, then picked up stones and laid them back. You have to embed it down with great strength, and then go up and step on it, and then continue when it is strong.

I followed behind him, watched him pave the road, stepped on it with my feet, and the warmth came out from the soles of my feet.

He is not afraid of anything, he left behind his military affairs and came here, he doesn't care about those things at all, but the emperor will punish him, so he doesn't care?

How long will this road accompany me?

I waited until he finished laying the stones, grabbed a handful of snow and cleaned my hands: "Okay, the laying is over."

"Now we can finally go back."

"No, wait for you to go up first." He said with a smile in his eyes, "This way I can rest assured."

"I am not a child." There is nothing to worry about.

"Go up, let me watch you go back, otherwise I won't go." He actually started to become arrogant, I didn't speak, I bowed my head and walked up.

What is life?The morning is like a summer flower, the evening is broken, what is left?
I will remember that he paved a way for me, a wide way to rest, and what did I give him?
I turned around and saw him still standing there looking at me.

She raised a smile: "I want to eat tofu and stewed eggs tomorrow, will you bring it to me?"

He nodded happily and said, "Yes, of course."

I really can't do anything for him, but I just asked for some, and he was very happy, so let him be happy, how long can we meet each other?He won't ignore Xia Junlan, he won't let Xia Juntang be here.

Early the next morning, as I was sweeping the thick snow, I saw him arriving on the road at some time. In this snowy day, I didn’t need to carry water. I just took the clean snow and melted it, and it was water.

But today my teacher asked me to chant scriptures early in the morning, and I didn’t come out until noon, hungry. The younger sister blinked and said, “I’m so sleepy and hungry, younger sister, go and cook some noodles.”

I went to the kitchen to get busy, uncovered the iron pot, the heat was rising, and the stewed eggs with tofu in the casserole was heating up. The aroma was very attractive. After cooking some noodles, I sent it to the teacher Tai, and the little senior sister, the person in the mountains, is still working hard.

I ate some, put some in the casserole and went down the mountain.

He sat down to eat noodles and asked me very comfortably: "What do you want to eat tonight? What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Anything is fine." I don't care about what I eat.

"Zhiqiu, put these on, don't freeze your hands." He took the fluffy leather gloves from the bamboo basket, I put them on, and smiled at him: "It's very warm."

Stepping up the mountain, he is also busy with his work, and I am also busy with mine.

At the end of the year, his road has almost reached the top of the mountain. The teacher's brow seemed to be a little more relaxed. He gave me some broken silver and asked me to go down the mountain with my little sister to buy some cloth and some coarse grains. It is used for Chinese New Year, lest pilgrims come to your door after the New Year, and you will not be able to spare time to buy.

Walking down the mountain, I saw Xia Juntang picking up stones by the river, and seeing us coming together, I asked where we were going. The little senior sister said with a straight face, "Go down the mountain."

I couldn't help laughing, isn't this just going down to the foot of the mountain?

"Master asked us to go shopping."

"I'll go and raise the bar for you. It's almost Chinese New Year, and there are people everywhere."

He didn't reject him. After walking a long way, there were more people. In the past, I used to buy it here, but now it is closed, so I can only go to the downtown area. The little sister said happily: "Go to the crowded place." It’s a good place, maybe we can make some connections.”

(End of this chapter)