Why we meet so late - Chapter 751

“You think it’s bad food, but I don’t think so. The food in this world, as long as it is hard to grow, then it is not bad, can be imported

She put down the dishes and looked at me calmly.

“It’s nice to have this kind of food every day.” She added.

It’s very good. For a hungry person who can’t eat food, these are really life-saving food. But… Even if you become a monk, you don’t need to abuse yourself“ Master, for example, this rice can be cooked soft. For example, this dish of vegetables can also be salted I also added, “just be devout. Buddha and Bodhisattva will not blame you.”

Master Huining is very different from monks and nuns in other temples I have met. The temples are located in the place where the incense flourishes, and their three meals a day are very good. Even if there is no meat, but eat those vegetables and fruits, already can guarantee the nutritional needs. Today’s monks are not the ascetics of the past. But Huining’s life seemed to be an ascetic. Otherwise, with her qualifications, she can go to the big temple to take the helm, but she is willing to stay here.

Huining laughed“ Yes, Buddha is the most generous. He won’t blame him, but I blame myself. ”

Of course, I have learned about her and Shunbo’s past. If kugen had not died, Huining would have been with Shunbo. In those days, they loved so much.

Just for a moment, I just felt that Huining, who was sitting opposite me, was a stranger, an outsider, and a gaoni who had been cultivating his mind for many years. Of course, it is impossible for her to let go of her present life and return to vulgarity. Huining, in her seventies, never thought of returning to the secular world. For her, returning to vulgarity is a kind of insult and blasphemy. Then, in this life, Shun Bo can’t be with Hui Ning.

I still want to try to mention the name of Shunbo. After all, this is the purpose of my visit. I can’t forget the original intention“ Master, are you not going to see Uncle Shun? He has been alone for so many years, and his heart is very bitter. ”

Huining looked at me kindly. Then she got up and asked me if I had tea?

I shook my head, millet rice in my stomach has not yet digested. I don’t want tea“ Have some. This tea will help digestion. ” Huining saw me rubbing my belly, and I blushed.

“Not bad.”

“It’s a poor man’s ill treatment to let you eat these coarse meals. But I also want to tell you that I am very satisfied with the present days. I have been satisfied for decades. It’s not that I don’t want to see Shun Bo, but he doesn’t dare to see me. The window of the house where I live is always open. Every time he delivers something, he always dares not look at me and walks away. I hated him before I was enlightened, but that was decades ago. Now poor nuns have regarded Shunbo as a kind and generous benefactor. If he could come to drink, chat and gossip, I would be happy. It’s Shunbo’s own demons that make everything wrong. As far as poor nuns are concerned, those past right and wrong have long been put down. ”

I forced myself to drink tea calmly, and I felt that my stomach was really much better. Huining’s words surprised me, and at the same time, it was like the top of my mind! It was not Huining who couldn’t let go, but Shunbo himself! Over the years, Shun Bo has been torturing himself!

But I feel sad again. After listening to Huining’s words, I deeply know that she is clean and has no love with Shunbo. She treats Shun Bo like those simple old men at the foot of the mountain. Over the past 50 years, with the vicissitudes of life, chanting Buddhist scriptures and meditating on Buddhism, we can really change our mood.

“The past is past, the present is poor, and Shun Bo can live in harmony.” Huining’s meaning is clear.

Of course, I will convey these words to Shunbo. Shun Bo is still a layman, so he can’t extricate himself from the pain and tangle of the layman. The pain is to be carried to the grave. But for Huining, the past more than 50 years ago was nothing more than a robbery. Now the robbery has long gone, and the rest of her life is still peaceful.

What Huining sees is different from what Shunbo sees.

It should be said that Huining sees higher, stands farther and understands more deeply.

Then, in this way, Shun Bo is a poor man.

Shun Bo also accumulated a lot of property, and Luo Kang gave him valuable stocks before he died. But for Huining, it’s like a piece of paper. It doesn’t matter. It’s not even as valuable as the rice and beans she picked.

I sighed deeply and drank all the bitter tea in the cup: “I understand what master said.”